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Dowager lady Chia then went on to explain how much nicer Pao-ch'in was, plucking plum blossom in the snow, than the very picture itself; and she next minutely inquired what the year, moon, day and hour of her birth were, and how things were getting on in her home. Mrs. Hsueeh conjectured that the object she had in mind was, in all probability, to seek a partner for her.
As they said this, they were about to pour the wine, when Pao-yue smilingly interfered. "The rhyme is all right," he observed. "The master of the rules," Hsueeh P'an remarked, "approves it in every way, so what are you people fussing about?" Hearing this, the company eventually let the matter drop.
By a stroke of good fortune, however, I yesterday conned a pair of antithetical scrolls; of these I can only remember just one line, but lucky enough for me the object it refers to figures as well on this festive board." The company unanimously conceded that the rule had been adhered to. But Hsueeh P'an once again jumped up.
Of a sudden, while every one was, after the wines had gone round, still on his good behaviour, Hsueeh P'an alone got another fit of his old mania. From an early stage, his spirits sunk within him and he would fain have seized the first convenient moment to withdraw and consummate his designs but for Lai Shang-jung, who then said: "Our Mr.
For is it likely, forsooth, that I've gone mad from lack of anything to do! Don't we, a goodly number as we are, derive enough pleasure from our wine-bouts and plays that I should go in quest of such kind of fatiguing recreation! But in this instance a great piece of good fortune turned up in evil fortune!" Hsueeh P'an and his companions noticed that he had finished his tea.
Before he had had time to swallow it, a sound of 'ai' became audible, and up came all the stuff he had put into his mouth only a few seconds back. "You filthy thing!" exclaimed Hsiang-lien. "Be quick and finish drinking; and I'll let you off." Upon hearing this, Hsueeh P'an bumped his head repeatedly on the ground.
"Do you want to hear it or not?" asked Hsueeh P'an, "this is a new kind of song, called the 'Heng, heng air, but if you people are not disposed to listen, let me off also from saying what I have to say over the heel-taps and I won't then sing." "We'll let you off! We'll let you off," answered one and all, "so don't be hindering others." "A maiden is sad," Chiang Yue-han at once began,
"Better keep them and give them to your daughter Pao Ch'ai to wear," observed madame Wang, "and have done with it; why think of all the others?" "You don't know, sister," replied "aunt" Hsueeh, "what a crotchety thing Pao Ch'ai is! she has no liking for flower or powder." With these words on her lips, Chou Jui's wife took the box and walked out of the door of the room.
"If you don't give the right answer," Madame Wang promptly interposed with a smile, "you'll only have to drink a cup or two more of wine, and should we get drunk, we can go to sleep; and who'll, pray laugh at us?" Mrs. Hsueeh nodded her head. "I'll agree to the order," she laughed, "but, dear senior, you must, after all, do the right thing and have a cup of wine to start it."
When he therefore casts his eyes about him and realises that there's no one to depend upon, he may, upon seeing this, be up to less mischief than were he to stay at home; but of course, there's no saying." Mrs. Hsueeh listened to her, and communed within herself for a moment. "What you say is, indeed, right and proper!" she remarked.
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