’ She tossed her head. It struck his forehead, splitting it, and brought him to his knees. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. She even thought that perhaps she might come to love him, in spite of that faint indefinable flavor of absurdity that pervaded his courtly bearing. "Within the last few minutes, all my guilty life has passed before me. ‘I wish you joy of the wench.
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