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PART I - CHAPTER VI

aside a scarlet satin curtain and appeared before him in the subtle light of an old Chinese room I might have succeeded. But I had to come unsteadily down the creaking stairway and then join him in that parlour. There was nothing there to help me. I was like the chrysanthemums -merely pretty.
As for my husband, he came in late and looked very tired. By that time my own freshness had gone, and although he greeted me kindly enough his eyes did not cling to me. He only asked that the servant should hasten with the evening meal, because he had been working all day with a sick person and had had no food since morning.
We ate in silence. I could scarcely swallow for the stupid tears, and he finished his rice hastily and then sat frowning over his tea, with an occasional sigh. At last he rose wearily and said :
" Let us go into the parlour."
We seated ourselves and he asked perfunctorily about my parents. He paid so little heed to my answers that I faltered in my endeavour to interest him, and finally fell silent. At first he scarcely noticed that I had ceased to speak. Then he roused himself and said more kindly:
" I beg that you will not mind me. I am truly

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