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PART II - CHAPTER X

who is the only son of my mother, he who has been these three years in America. It is he who pours out the blood from my mother's heart and from my heart like this.
You remember I told you of him-how in my childhood I loved him? But I have not seen him now for these many years, and I have heard of him even only a very little, because my mother has never forgotten that against her will he left her home; and even when she commanded him to marry his betrothed he would not. His name does not rise easily to her lips.
And now he is disturbing the quiet of her life again. He is not satisfied that he has already disobeyed his mother gravely in the past. Now he must-but see, here is the letter 1 It came a day ago by the hand of Wang Da Ma, our old nurse, who fed us both at her breast when we were born and who has known every affair of my mother's family.
When she entered she bowed her head to the floor before my son. Presenting this letter to me she wept and cried out with three deep groans, saying, "Aie-Aie-Aie-"
Then I, knowing that only catastrophe could cause this, felt my life stop in my breast for a second's space.

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