Ai ya! exclaimed Mrs. Chin laughing, I dont mind whether he gets angry or not (at what I say); but how old can he be as to reverentially shun all these things? Why my brother was with me here last month; didnt you see him? hes, true enough, of the same age as uncle Pao, but were the two of them to stand side by side, I suspect that he would be much higher in stature.
How is it, asked Pao-yue, that I didnt see him? Bring him along and let me have a look at him!
Hes separated, they all ventured as they laughed, by a distance of twenty or thirty li, and how can he be brought along? but youll see him some day.
As they were talking, they reached the interior of Mrs. Chs apartments. As soon as they got in, a very faint puff of sweet fragrance was wafted into their nostrils. Pao-yue readily felt his eyes itch and his bones grow weak. What a fine smell! he exclaimed several consecutive times.
Upon entering the apartments, and gazing at the partition wall, he saw a picture the handiwork of Tang Po-hu, consisting of Begonias drooping in the spring time; on either side of which was one of a pair of scrolls, written by Chin Tai-hsue, a Literary Chancellor of the Sung era, running as follows:
A gentle chill doth circumscribe the dreaming man, because the spring is cold. The fragrant whiff, which wafts itself into mans nose, is the perfume of wine!
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