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PART I - CHAPTER IX

think no further now than that day when the little precious one shall be here for me to feast my eyes upon.

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I know now what my husband has done. Do you think it wrong, My Sister? Oh, I do not know myself-I can only trust that it is right because he does it. He has told his parents that, even as he claimed his wife for himself alone, so now he requires that his son shall belong to his own parents only-to us!
His parents were angry, but we could bear their anger, answering nothing. But my husband said that at last his old father gave up his arguments and fell to weeping silently, and when I heard of that it seemed a piteous thing that a son should make his father weep. If it had been anything except this, except my son, my heart would have weakened in my breast. But my husband is braver than I, and he even bore the pity of his father's weeping.
Ah, when we first moved away from his father's house I reproached him for breaking the honoured customs of the past. But now, selfish woman that I am, I do not care that the tradition is broken. I think only of my son. He will be mine-mine !

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