” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead. They were in many respects so right; she clung to that, and shirked more and more the paradoxical conviction that they were also somehow, and even in direct relation to that rightness, absurd. " "My son!" echoed the widow, trembling. Shari proceeded to paint, brush, dust, slather, and blot Lucy’s face with makeup. Others pulled hats over their noses, cowered in their seats, and feigned that all was right with the world. He removed his cocked hat and came towards her. It’s the poor dears who do, who know they will, know they can’t keep it up, who need to clutch at way-side flowers. Jack Kimble. Canton is all China at night.
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