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She had never been "My child" or "My dear"; always her name—Ruth. You are queerly educated; and it strikes me that your father had some definite purpose in thus educating you. Lucy had passed the house once on the sidewalk, on a rare day when he was shoveling snow. To reach the Sha-mien—and particularly the Hotel Victoria—one crossed a narrow canal, always choked with rocking sampans over and about which swarmed yellow men and women and children in varied shades of faded blue cotton. Seeing provisions in the window, Jack ventured in and bought a loaf. And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. 167 “True love is forever, isn’t it?” It was something a child would say, a phrase she had seen scratched on bathroom walls and maple trees, but it made her sad.
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