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 was one of the areas settled by the Yang; some of the northern foreigners who came from Shanghai。
 Closer to the top of the slide he stopped and knocked on another door。
 〃Excuse me; Honored Sir; but what happened? I'm Wu Cho…tam's son from Ning…tok and my family were there。〃 He pointed at the scar。
 〃It happened in the night; Honorable Wu;〃 the man told him; speaking a Cantonese dialect he could understand。 〃It was like the sound of the old Canton express train and then a rumbling from the earth; then screams then some fires came。 It happened the same last year over there。 Ah yes; the fires began quickly but the rains doused them。 Dew neh loh moh but the night was very bad。〃 The neighbor was an old man with no teeth and his mouth split into a grimace。 〃Bless all gods you weren't sleeping there; heya?〃 He shut the door。
 Wu looked back at the scar; then picked his way down the hill。 At length he found one of the elders of his area who was also from Ning…tok。
 〃Ah; Spectacles Wu; Policeman Wu! Several of your family are there。〃 His gnarled old finger pointed above。 〃There; in the house of your cousin; Wu Wam…pak。〃
 〃How many were lost; Honorable Sir?〃
 〃Fornicate all mud slides how do I know? Am I keeper of the mountainside? There are dozens missing。〃
 Spectacles Wu thanked him。 When he found the hut; Ninth Uncle was there; Grandmother; Sixth Uncle's wife and their four children; Third Uncle's wife and baby。 Fifth Uncle had a broken arm; now in a crude splint。
 〃And the rest of us?〃 he asked。 Seven were missing。
 〃In the earth;〃 grandmother said。 〃Here's tea; Spectacles Wu。〃
 〃Thank you; Honored Grandmother。 And Grandfather?〃
 〃He went to the Void before the slide。 He went to the Void in the night; before the slide。〃
 〃Joss。 And Fifth Niece。〃
 〃Gone。 Vanished; somewhere。〃
 〃Could she still be alive?〃
 〃Perhaps。 Sixth Uncle's searching for her now; below; and the others; even though she's a useless mouth。 But what about my sons; and their sons; and theirs?〃
 〃Joss;〃 Wu said sadly; not cursing the gods or blessing them。 Gods make mistakes。 〃We will light joss sticks for them that they may be reborn safely; if there is rebirth。 Joss。〃 He sat down on a broken crate。 〃Ninth Uncle; our factory; was the factory damaged?〃
 〃No; thank all gods。〃 The man was numbed。 He had lost his wife and three children; somehow scrambling out of the sea of mud that had swallowed them all。 〃The factory is undamaged。〃
 〃Good。〃 All the papers and research materials for Freedom Fighter were there … along with the old typewriter and ancient Gestetner copying machine。 〃Very good。 Now; Fifth Uncle; tomorrow you will buy a plastic…making machine。 From now on we'll make our own flowers。 Sixth Uncle will help you and we will begin again。〃
 The man spat disgustedly; 〃How can we pay; eh? How can we start? How can we 。。。〃He stopped and stared。 They all gasped。 Spectacles Wu had brought out the roll of bills。 〃Ayeeyah; Honored Younger Brother; I can see that at long last you have seen the wisdom of joining the Snake!〃
 〃How wise!〃 the others chorused proudly。 〃All gods bless Younger Brother!〃
 The young man said nothing。 He knew they would not believe him if he said otherwise; so he let them believe。 〃Tomorrow begin looking for a good secondhand machine。 You can pay only 900;〃 he told the older man; knowing that 1;500 was available if necessary。 Then he went outside and arranged with their cousin; the owner of this hut; to lease them a corner until they could rebuild; haggling over the price until it was correct。 Satisfied that he had done what he could for the Wu clan; he left them and plodded downhill back to headquarters; his heart weeping; his whole soul wanting to shriek at the gods for their unfairness; or carelessness; for taking so many of them away; taking Fifth Niece who but a day or so ago was given back her life in another slide。
 Don't be a fool; he ordered himself。 Joss is joss。 You have wealth in your pocket; a vast future with SI; Freedom Fighter to manufacture; and the time of dying is up to the gods。
 Poor little Fifth Niece。 So pretty; so sweet。
 〃Gods are gods;〃 he muttered wearily; echoing the last words he remembered her ever saying; then put her out of his mind。
 
 77
 
 6:30 P。M。:
 Ah Tat hobbled up the wide staircase in the Great House; her old joints creaking; muttering to herself; and went along the Long Gallery; hating the gallery and the faces that seemed ever to be watching her。 Too many ghosts here; she thought with superstitious dread; knowing too many of the faces in life; growing up in this house; born in this house eighty…five years ago。 Uncivilized to hold their spirits in thrall by hanging their likenesses on the wall。 Better to act civilized and cast them into memory where spirits belong。
 As always when she saw the Hag's knife stuck through the heart of her father's portrait a shudder went through her。 Dew neh loh moh; she thought; now there was a wild one; her with the unquenchable demon in her Jade Gate; ever secretly bemoaning the loss of the tai…pan; her husband's father; bemoaning her fate that she had married the weakling son and not the father; never to be bedded by the father; her Jade Gate unquenchable because of that。
 Ayeeyah; and all the strangers that climbed these stairs over the years to enter her bed; barbarians of all nations; of all ages; shapes and sizes; to be cast aside like so much chaff once their essence had been taken and used up; the fire never touched。
 Ah Tat shuddered again。 All gods bear witness! The Jade Gate and the One…Eyed Monk are truly yin and yang; truly everlasting; truly godlike; both insatiable however much one consumes the other。 Thank all gods my parents allowed me to take the vow of chastity; to devote my life to bringing up children; never to be split by a Steaming Stalk; never to be the same ever after。 Thank all gods all women do not need men to elevate them to be one with the gods。 Thank all gods some women wisely prefer women to cuddle and touch and kiss and enjoy。 The Hag had had women too; many; when she was old; finding in their youth…filled arms pleasure but never satisfaction; not like me。 Curious she would pillow with a civilized girl but not a civilized man who would surely have put out her fire; one way or another; with pillow tools or without。 All gods bear witness; how many times did I tell her? Me the only one she would talk to about such things!
 Poor fool; her with her twisted dreams of power; twisted dreams of lust; just like the old dowager empress … nightmares of a lifetime that no shaft could allay。
 Ah Tat pulled her eyes off the knife and plodded onward。 The House will never be whole until someone pulls out the knife and casts it into the sea … curse or no curse。
 The old woman did not knock on the bedroom door but went in noiselessly so as not to wake him and stood over the vast double bed and looked down。 This was the time she enjoyed the most; when her man…child was still sleeping; alone; and she could see his sleeping face and study it and not have to worry about Chief Wife's spleen and ill…temper over her ings and goings。
 Silly woman; she thought gravely; seeing the lines in his face。 Why doesn't she do her duty as Chief Wife and provide my son with another wife; young; child bearing; a civilized person; like old Green…Eyed Devil had。 Then this house would be bright again。 Yes; the house needs more sons … stupid to risk posterity on the shoulders of one son。 And stupid to leave this bull alone; stupid to leave this bed empty; stupid to leave him to be tempted by some mealy…mouthed whore to waste his essence in alien pastures。 Why doesn't she realize we have the house to protect! Barbarians。
 She saw his eyes open and focus and then he stretched luxuriously。 〃Time to get up; my son;〃 she said; trying to sound harsh and manding。 〃You have to bathe and get dressed and make more phone calls; heya; and leave your poor old Mother with more chores and more work; heya?〃
 〃Yes; Mother;〃 Dunross mumbled through a yawn in Cantonese; then shook himself like a dog; stretched once more and got out of bed and strode naked for the bathroom。
 She studied his tall body critically; the crinkled; savag

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