This cant be done! Hsiang-yuen objected.
My dear cousin, Pao-yue continued smirkingly, how is it that you combed it for me in former times?
ve forgotten now how to comb it! Hsiang-yuen replied.
m not, after all, going out of doors, Pao-yue observed, nor will I wear a hat or frontlet, so that all that need be done is to plait a few queues, thats all! Saying this, he went on to appeal to her in a thousand and one endearing terms, so that Hsiang-yuen had no alternative, but to draw his head nearer to her and to comb one queue after another, and as when he stayed at home he wore no hat, nor had, in fact, any tufted horns, she merely took the short surrounding hair from all four sides, and twisting it into small tufts, she collected it together over the hair on the crown of the head, and plaited a large queue, binding it fast with red ribbon; while from the root of the hair to the end of the queue, were four pearls in a row, below which, in the way of a tip, was suspended a golden pendant.
Of these pearls there are only three, Hsiang-yuen remarked as she went on plaiting; this isnt one like them; I remember these were all of one kind, and how is it that theres one short?
ve lost one, Pao-yue rejoined.
It must have dropped, Hsiang-yuen added, when you went out of doors, and been picked up by some one when you were off your guard; and hes now, instead of you, the richer for it.
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