Chapter 21 No.21

My Dear One,

My courtyard is filled with the sounds of chatting women. I have sent

for the sewiing-women and those who do embroidery, and the days

are passed in making little garments. We are all so busy; Li-ti, Mah-li,

even thine Honourable Mother takes again the needle and shows us

how she broidered jackets for thee when thou wert

            
            

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