She tied the obi clumsily about her waist, then gently laid her hand on the bowed head. She directed the little old woman and then made her way to van D. She was almost tempted to tell him, if only to see the cracks of surprise and incredulity break the immobility of his yellow countenance. As soon as he gets into blue water, he'll think no more of pitching the boy overboard than of lighting his pipe. Why didn’t I die? Why does God hate me so? Why does He not want me? I didn’t die because I’m weak, because I am cursed! I hate this poisoned world! But most of all.
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