" "What a life!" "No worse than yours. I was sorry for what I did afterwards; for, I don't know why, but, poor, lady! with her pale face, and black eyes, she reminded me of my mother. "Is it indeed you, or am I dreaming?" "You're not dreaming, mother," he answered. They chatted pleasantly as he drove around the neighborhood for a half an hour, then stopped by the Diedermayer house. "If you mean to accompany us, you may need it. Inexplicably there flashed into vision the Chinese wedding procession in the narrow, twisted streets of the city, that first day: the gorgeous palanquin, the tomtoms, the weird music, the ribald, jeering mob that trailed along behind.
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