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PART II - CHAPTER XIII

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Three days have now passed, My Sister, since I approached my mother. I prepared myself to enter her presence with humbleness. I chose my words previously as a bridegroom chooses jewels for his bride. I went into her room alone, and I stood before her. I spoke delicately, beseeching her.
She understood nothing-nothing, My Sister l We are estranged, my mother and I. She accuses me silently of befriending the foreigner and of taking my brother's part against his mother. Although she does not say this, I know in her heart she speaks thus to herself. She will hear nothing of my explanations.
This, though I had planned my speech with all care ! I said in my heart :
" I will awaken in her memories of her own marriage and of those first days of my father's love, when she was at the time of her own great beauty and youth."
But how can such stiff and formal moulds as words contain the spirit-essence of love? It is as if one tried to imprison a rosy cloud within an iron vessel. It is like painting butterflies with a harsh brush of bamboo. When I spoke, hesitating

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