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TUNG LAI LUK leaned back in his chair on the passenger deck of the S.S. _Mo Kam Fai_. Beside him sat Lien Fa, sewing busily.
-"The day is finer than your industry deserves, " he said complacently, "for such occupations as sewing are best fitted for a day whereon a looker out of a window sees rain, pouring rain, drawing slanting lines down the window, whilst the wind bends to their roots the bamboos which his garden should possess. But now the sun shines. It is no time for sewing."