Eleanore Myers Jewett, Wonder Tales from Tibet — The Secret of the Khan's Barber (1922)
“ When at last Daibang had finished his work and begged leave to retire, the Khan turned and, looking steadfastly at him, said: "Young man, the love that your mother kneaded into those cakes has entered my very soul, and I cannot bring myself to give the order for your execution, as I have done these many times with lads like you. Nevertheless, you have learned my secret, and for that reason you should die, for I trust no man on earth, nor any woman either, to keep a secret entirely locked up in his own mind." ”
