" Many wrinkles appeared at the corners of Ah Cum's slant eyes—as if the sun hurt—but the rest of his face remained as passive as a graven Buddha's. Capes and her father stood up, and her father made a belated movement toward the curtain. "I should like to meet the man who would dare to gainsay it. I’ve never seen her quite so sure of herself. Capes had the gift of easy, unaffected writing, coupled with very clear and logical thinking, and to follow his written thought gave her the sensation of cutting things with a perfectly new, perfectly sharp knife. Women never throw themselves into each other's arms; they calculate the distance and the damage perfectly. I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot.
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