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smile he will see Nang's face, above the baby's first cry he will hear the throbbing note of a Chinese gong.
Rest! Sleep in your Sze-chuan grave! Your hideous vengeance is complete, life-long, soul-deep. It is greater than even you could have planned. Almost it is adequate.
"The great mountain must crumble,
The strong beam must break,
The wise man must wither away like a plant,"
Confucius crooned as he died.
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