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PART I - CHAPTER VI

"But-but," I said, "it is the custom-it is what is always done. You see, so much of the spirit is already escaped that they must keep the rest in by closing the orifices."
He had begun to walk around the room in his agitation. Now he stopped before me, his lips pressed together. I could hear his quick breathing. He actually glared at me.
" What!" he shouted. "You, too?"
I shrank back.
" Did she die?" I whispered.
" Die? Would you die if I did this long enough?" and he seized my hands in one of his and placed his handkerchief roughly over my mouth and nose. I twisted free and tore it away. He gave a laugh as hard as a dog's bark and sat down with his head in his hands, and we remained in silence as heavy as pain. He never saw the chrysanthemums I had arranged with such care about the room.
I sat watching him, bewildered and a little frightened. Could it be that he was right, after all?
That night I laid the jade ornaments sorrowfully in their silver case and put the satin garments away. I had been taught all wrong, I began to realize. My husband was not one of those men

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