Pole coolies came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and veined with translucent emerald green. It's a thousand pities to hang so pretty a fellow. As she came in this morning she saw that the lamp was still burning in the study; so she stopped at the door. You know they say, as, indeed, I have just quoted already, that all bad poetry is written in a state of emotion, but I have no doubt that this is true of bad offers of marriage. No Cantonese was in those days permitted to cross to the Sha-mien after sunset without a license. The servants had left the room. There’s always friction, conflict, unwilling concessions.
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