She entered the room in the shadows. People sat in unusual pews, and a wide margin of hassocky emptiness intervened between the ceremony and the walls. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace. "But she is saying something to me! What is it?" The hotel manager, who spoke Cantonese with facility, interpreted. "Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, folding her to his breast.
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