iffen on my s;And t you to call ; she whispered.

    I sa and dark estern clottle boy  rosy co be two years old.

    quot;tlest brot; my mot of ttle finger around Second ifes long pearl necklace. I  and to give instructions to till crowded around her.

    And toep. Sared, as if sted my , graceful movement of rand and put it around my neck.

    t beautiful piece of jeern style, a long strand, eacical pinkisone, e silver to clasp together.

    My motely protested: quot;too muc. S.quot;

    But Second ife simply said to me: quot;Sucty girl needs someto put t on ;

    I could see by t t s like Second ife. I o be careful  to let my mot I  Second ife his special favor.

    quot;t; I said to Second ife. And I o avoid s still I could not help smiling.

    ea in er t afternoon, I knew she was angry.

    quot;Be careful, An-mei,quot; s; you  genuine. Srying to trick you, so you ;

    I sat quietly, trying not to listen to my mot pers. I  listen to her.

    quot;Give to me,quot; she said suddenly.

    I looked at  moving.

    quot;You do not believe me, so you must give me t let ;

    And  move, sood up and ed t necklace off. And before I could cry to stop  tepped on it.  it on table, I saw w s  boug and mind now had one bead of crushed glass.

    Later s broken bead and knotted togetold me to  is to lose myself to someter I o learn t me take turned to me: quot;Norue?quot; And I nodded.

    S somet s center so pure t I never ceased to l