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PART I - CHAPTER III

or ever. Be at peace. I will sleep this night in the little chamber adjoining." He turned swiftly and went away.

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O Kwan-yin, Goddess of Mercy, pity me-pity me ! Such a child-so young, so terrified in my loneliness 1 Never had I slept away from my home before. Now to lie in solitude, knowing at last that I found no favour in his eyes !
I ran to the door, thinking in my wildness that I might escape and return to my mother's home. But my hand upon the heavy iron bar recalled me. For me there could never be any return. Even though by miracle I escaped through the unknown courtyards of my new home, there was the strange street; even though by miracle I found my way to the familiar gate, it would never open to receive me. If my voice moved the old gateman so that he allowed me to stumble through the doors of my childhood, my mother would be there waiting to send me back to my duty. I could see her, inexorable, sorrowful, commanding my instant return to my husband's house. I no longer belonged to her family.
I took off the wedding garment slowly then

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