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 promises? Whatever you say, some day we are going to be happy together. Hung Long Tom says the future cannot be all black. For when you finished the portrait of your mother, the expression on her face was one of happiness. Well, she wouldn't be happy, Scobee, if your whole future was to be passed in darkness."

"With you and Hung Long Tom about," he drawled, "it's hard to remain gloomy."