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 smile he will see Nang's face, above the baby's first cry he will hear the throbbing note of a Chinese gong.

Rest! Sleep in your Sze-chuan grave! Your hideous vengeance is complete, life-long, soul-deep. It is greater than even you could have planned. Almost it is adequate.

''"The great mountain must crumble, The strong beam must break, The wise man must wither away like a plant," Confucius crooned as he died.''

THE END