We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father. His first inquiries were concerning the child, and he was delighted to find that it still lived and was doing well. "You will never leave me," sobbed the poor woman, straining him to her breast. ” “Yet you are very young. I took the usual way home. Only promise me to amend—to quit your vile companions—and I will forgive you—will bless you. For a while they stood there, silent, motionless, staring at the doorway where still a few strings of the bamboo curtain swayed and twisted, agitated by the Wastrel's passage. Marina gently passed the swaddled infant to his mother, who sat down on the bed proudly to nurse the baby, extracting a fat breast from her heavy gown.
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