bursts of enthusiasm, his sighs of satisfaction as he worked, and he said, "You seem to have solved the riddle of existence. I envy you. My life is in ruins. I am trying to build it anew. Tell me do you think there is any hope for me to attain happiness though I am blind?"
Zung paused in his work. He was preparing an egg-jelly. An egg-jelly is at its best when it has been kept for fourteen years. He spoke English fluently, perhaps that was one reason that Scobee was attracted to him. Of all the brothers, Phen and Kan were the only ones who knew scarcely any English. But then they were the youngest brothers and their education was not complete.
"Because a man has no raisins," murmured Zung, "does not necessarily mean that he cannot make a pudding. You are unhappy because your mind dwells too much on your blindness. Think of other things. Thousands, yea tens of thousands of men have there been who were blind and yet succeeded in various lines of endeavor. If you cease yearning for a
thing, you at least grow to a point where you
