"As for you, Ah Kim, you shall always be honourable and lovable for
me, and some day, when it is not necessary for you to take me by
the ear, I shall marry you and come here and be with you always,
and you will be the happiest pake in all Hawaii; for I have had two
husbands, and gone to high school, and am most wise in making a
husband happy. But that will be when your mother has ceased to
beat you. Mrs. Chang Lucy tells me that she beats you very hard."
"She does," Ah Kim affirmed. "Behold! He thrust back his loose
sleeves, exposing to the elbow his smooth and cherubic forearms.
They were mantled with black and blue marks that advertised the
weight and number of blows so shielded from his head and face.
"But she has never made me cry," Ah Kim disclaimed hastily.
"Never, from the time I was a little boy, has she made me cry."
"So Mrs. Chang Lucy says," Li Faa observed. "She says that your
honourable mother often complains to her that she has never made
you cry."
A sibilant warning from one of his clerks was too late.
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