er of ted t  a comfort to be t is ed. Babies cra like my relatives graceless peasant guests. e all ate in tc t frying grease. And t a bo covered  looked like a living bory was.

    After ten years, I  a strange ill-married  to ty   onto treets. Everyw unknown women and no one caring.

    it fresraigs. I cut off my long  ylisired of doing noto work. I became a shopgirl.

    I did not need to learn to flatter ed to iger can make a soft prrrn-prrn noise deep s c and make even rabbits feel safe and content.

    Even tty again. t. I ter and more expensive t ore. And t tty as I.

    It  t, t I met Clifford St. Clair.  tores cyle clot t was  made me know I would marry him.

    quot;Mista Clair,quot; roduced o me.

    And t C;Like t.quot;

    I neit tractive nor unattractive. But t the black side of me would soon go away.

    Saint courted me for four years in range  ted me, soo long. From er aler  ink t can never be washed away.

    I  unkind. But oo polite.  me cs: a glass figurine, a prickly brooc glass, a silver-colored cigarette lig acted as if ts reating a poor country girl to things we had never seen in China.

    But I sa suco me, t I  even imagine.

    I aled ts graciously, alesting just enoug too little, not too muc encourage  because I kne trinkets carefully into a box,  someday o see them again.

    Lena t saved me from try village t I said I  kno Saint o  patiently for four years like a dog in front of a butcher shop.

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