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    Posted: Apr 27 2013 at 1:59pm
his head and said nothing, making
it even more apparent that he and Miss T'ang were
sharing a mutual secret. Miss Su became quite vexed,
and Chao Hsin-mei, putting on his most supercilious
expression, said, "Maybe the great philosopher Fang
was expounding some optimistic philosophy of life,
which made Miss T'ang so happy. Right, Miss T'ang?"
Ignoring Hsin-mei, Fang Hung-chien said to Miss Su, "I
heard Mr. Chao say he couldn't tell by looking at Miss
Hsu that she runs a dairy farm. Maybe Mr. Chao thinks
Miss Hsu ought to grow two horns on her head so that
people could tell who she is at one glance.
Otherwise, you could never tell what she does, no
matter what she looks like."
Chao Hsin-mei said, "That makes no sense. If she grew
horns on her head and turned into a cow herself, how
would that show she's a dairy manager?" While he was
speaking, he looked around the room and roared with
laughter, feeling he had trounced Fang Hung-chien
again. Determined not to be the first one to leave, he
entrenched himself deeper into the sofa.
Having achieved his aim, Fang Hung-chien did not care
to stay any longer and wanted to leave while there
were still enough people present to make his parting
from Miss Su a little easier. Since he hadn't been
near her that day, Miss Su made a point to see him to
the hallway. Her reasoning was similar to warming
one's hands in front of the stove before stepping
outside on a cold day.
Hung-chien said, "Miss Su, I didn't have a chance to
talk with you much today. Are you free tomorrow
evening? I'd like to invite you to dinner at the O
Mei-chun. I don't care to have Chao Hsin-mei invite
me. I just wish I were an old customer. I probably
can't order the dishes as well as he can."
The fact that Fang was still at odds with Chao
Hsin-mei gave Miss Su an uplift in spirit. She said
with a smile, "Fine. Just the two of us,womens yellow toms shoes, then?" As
soon as she said this,toms vegan women nice shoes yellow plaid, she felt a little embarrassed,
having realized that the ques tion was unnecessary.
Fang Hung-chien said hesitatingly, "No, your cousin is
also coming."
"Oh, she is. Have you invited her?"
"Yes, I did. She promised to come-to accompany you."
"All right then, goodbye."
Miss Su's parting manner dampened Fang Hung-chien's
high spirits. He felt the situation between him and
the two women was too difficult to handle. and prayed
that he would be able to handle it smoothly and
cleanly and let Miss Su's affections toward him die a
painless death. He heaved a sigh for Miss

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Su. Though he didn't love her,toms kids shoes, he had become
softhearted because of her. It's just too unfair! She
is too scheming. She shouldn't be so easily hurt and
she should bear the situation without complaint. Why
does love have to lower one's mental resistance and
make one so weak that one can be easily manip ulated?
if God really loved man, He would never be the master
of man, he thought. If his thoughts had been made
known to Chao Hsin-mei, Fang Hung-chien would have had
to listen to Hsin-mei's abuse about how "the
philosopher is up to tricks."
That night Fang's sleep was fitful, like rice-flour
noodles without elastic ity or stretchability. His joy
burst from his dreams and woke him four or five times.
Each time he awoke, he seemed to see T'ang Hsiao-fu's
face and to hear her voice. Her every word and gesture
during the day he tried to impress upon his heart.
Moments later he would drift to sleep only to awake
with a start a moment later, feeling his joy had been
robbed by sleep. Once more he would mentally review
the day's happiness. When he finally awoke and got up,
he found the sky dull and grey. He had not chosen a
nice day for a dinner party, he thought, and wished he
could have pressed blotting paper against the pale
rain clouds to dry them up.
Monday was usually the busiest day of the week at the
bank. Fang wouldn't be able to leave the office until
after six o'clock in the evening. Since he wouldn't
have time to come home and change before going to the
restau rant, he got dressed in the morning before
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