” Then it was her father issued his ultimatum. Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip. . Hanging on the wall was a temple censer, bronze, moulded in the shape of a lotus blossom with stem and leaves—deadly as a club. She sensed he might try and wane on her doorstep. . If there were any pearls, none came into the light.
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