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PART II - CHAPTER XX

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But he has told her nothing of the sacrifice, her, the expectant one, lest it darken her happiness in the future. He said only:
" Let us leave this place now, my heart. There can never be a home for us within these walls."
And she was glad and went with him joyfully. Thus did my brother leave for ever his ancestral home. There was not even one to bid him farewell, except old Wang Da Ma, who came and wept and bowed her head into the dust before him, crying :
" How can the son of my mistress leave these courts? It is time that I died-it is time that I died !"
They live now in a little two-story house like ours on the Street of the Bridges. My brother within this short time has grown older and more quiet. For the first time in his life he has to think where food and clothes must come from. He goes every day early in the morning to teach in the Government school here, he who never rose in the morning until the sun was swinging high in the heavens. His eyes are resolute, and he speaks less often and smiles less easily than he used. I ventured to say to him one day:

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