The Oriental accepts my medicines kowtowing, and when my back is turned, chucks the stuff out of the window and burns joss-sticks. So, while she watched, distressed and bewildered by her tumbling thoughts, the packet, Canton bound, ruffled the placid waters of the Pearl River. The house was eerily silent, which alerted her to the idea that someone might be listening. “It is like old times,” she said, “to hear these home truths. Taking hold of the hilt of his own foil, he drew it forth. He paused at the bamboo curtain of her room, which was in semi-darkness. See!" she added, tearing the rag from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once.
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