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PART II - CHAPTER XII

the hand of the Second Lady and began fanning himself sharply. He set my son on the ground and seemed to forget him. He went on almost in anger:
" And now she has some strange woman's fancy that our son's first union should produce a grandson for us-a superstitious idea that the child will thereby be more gifted of heaven. Ah, women are wilful ! And the best of them are ignorant, having been shut away from the world."
He closed his eyes and fanned himself in silence for a few moments, and his irritation passed away. His usual look of peaceful, smiling good humour came over his face. He opened his eyes and pressed cakes upon my son, saying:
" Eat, my little one ! What does it all matter? Do not fret yourself, my daughter. Can a son disobey his father and live? I cannot be troubled."
Still was I not content, and after a silence, I had more that must be spoken.
" But, my father, if he refuse to marry his betrothed? I have heard that in these changed times-"
But my father would have none of it. He waved his hand lightly and smiled.
" Refuse? I have not heard anywhere that a son may refuse his father. Calm yourself, my

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