” Lucy knew exactly which blouse Sheila had found. Darrell. The Cantonese, excepting in the shops where he expects profit, always resents the intrusion of the fan-quei—foreign devil. The emerald wings, slashed with scarlet and yellow, wheeling and swooping about her head, there among the wild plantain. Her father was right: Ruth must never know.
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