Pao-yue did not in the least heed what she said, being intent upon smelling a subtle scent which, in point of fact, emanated from Tai-yues sleeve, and when inhaled inebriated the soul and paralysed the bones. With a snatch, Pao-yue laid hold of Tai-yues sleeve meaning to see what object was concealed in it; but Tai-yue smilingly expostulated: At such a time as this, she said, who keeps scents about one?
Well, in that case, Pao-yue rejoined with a smirking face, where does this scent come from?
I myself dont know, Tai-yue replied; I presume it must be, theres no saying, some scent in the press which has impregnated the clothes.
It doesnt follow, Pao-yue added, as he shook his head; the fumes of this smell are very peculiar, and dont resemble the perfume of scent-bottles, scent-balls, or scented satchets!
Is it likely that I have, like others, Buddhistic disciples, Tai-yue asked laughing ironically, or worthies to give me novel kinds of scents? But supposing there is about me some peculiar scent, I havent, at all events, any older or younger brothers to get the flowers, buds, dew, and snow, and concoct any for me; all I have are those common scents, thats all.
Whenever I utter any single remark, Pao-yue urged with a grin, you at once bring up all these insinuations; but unless I deal with you severely, youll never know what stuff Im made of; but from henceforth Ill no more show you any grace!
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