It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another. They don’t catch on to discursive interests, you see, because they are more serious, they are concentrated on the central reality of life, and a little impatient of its—its outer aspects. She had never felt so cold, she felt even colder than she had in the water. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. “Anna,” he pleaded, “be merciful. The girl wondered what effect the information would have upon Ah Cum if she told him that until a month ago she had never seen a city, she had never seen a telephone, a railway train, an automobile, a lift, a paved street. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. To dream and to labour: to you, my labour; to Ruth, my dreams. Yes, yes; that was all very well in ordinary cases; but yonder was a soul in travail, if ever she had seen one.
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