It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. She gave her lips to his without resistance. I had to stay in school no matter how sick I was. I’m a soldier, you see. It was not a hopeful looking group. The Yale spirit! Ah Cum smiled whimsically. She had trouble outwitting him as he seemed to predict her words before he said them. Men have seen to that. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. Restlessness, then, was the trouble, simple restlessness: home bored her. And yet, mulling it over, he began to understand why the white man was so powerful in the world: he was taught loyalty and fair play in his schools, and he carried this spirit the world which his forebears had conquered. They cannot imagine the discomforts involved, and they see only mystery in your fight to recover your lost heritage. “I don’t think our engagement can go on,” she plunged, and felt exactly that loss of breath that comes with a dive into icy water. The veranda bamboo will be enough for me.
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