“Mr. She remained stonily in the middle of the hallway until the spinsters' door shut them from view … for ever. The Lord have mercy upon you!" This ceremony concluded, the calvacade was again put in motion. Then it was the woman herself who was changed. Pole coolies came joggling along with bobbing blocks of jade—white jade, splashed and veined with translucent emerald green. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming.
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