A S KAI LUNG turned off the dusty earth-road and took the woodland path that led to his small but seemly cottage on the higher slope, his exultant heart rose up in song. His quest, indeed, had not been prolific of success and he was returning with a sleeve as destitute of silver taels as when he had first set out, but the peach tree about his gate would greet him with a thousand perfumed messages ...
Ernest Bramah - Kai Lung Unrolls His Mat
Kai Lung Unrolls His Mat
Ernest Bramah
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A S KAI LUNG turned off the dusty earth-road and took the woodland path that led to his small but seemly cottage on the higher slope, his exultant heart rose up in song. His quest, indeed, had not been prolific of success and he was returning with a sleeve as destitute of silver taels as when he had first set out, but the peach tree about his gate would greet him with a thousand perfumed messages of welcome, and standing expectant at the door he would perchance presently espy the gracefully-outlined form of Hwa-mei, once called the Golden Mouse.