But she no longer obsessed over heresy, no longer did she feel cursed by God. “So how about this Friday?” He asked. Rows of roasted duck, brilliantly varnished; luscious vegetables, which she had been warned against; baskets of melon seed and water-chestnuts; men working in teak and blackwood; fan makers and jade cutters; eggs preserved in what appeared to her as petrified muck; bird's nests and shark fins. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. If he decided to watch television upstairs with his mother, she would probably retire before he did, but she was a light sleeper.
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