"Why shouldn't a Chinaman be honest? Ah, yes; I know. Analysis would come later, when the primitive conscience, satisfied, would cease to dominate his thought and action. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. “One genius in the family is enough. Before many minutes elapsed, he had picked a large hole in the plaster, which showered down in a cloud of dust; and breaking off several laths, caught hold of a beam, by which he held with one hand, until with the other he succeeded, not without some difficulty, in forcing out one of the tiles. Sometimes it seemed that she would never recover it.
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