Ernest Bramah

Ernest Bramah

Summary

Portrait of Ernest Bramah Ernest Bramah Kai Lung's Golden Hours (1922)

THE STORY OF WANG HO AND THE BURIAL ROBE
There was a time when it did not occur to anyone in this pure and enlightened Empire to question the settled and existing order of affairs. It would have been well for the merchant Wang Ho had he lived in that happy era. But, indeed, it is now no unheard-of thing for an ordinary person to suggest that customs which have been established for centuries might with advantage be changed—a form of impiety which is in no degree removed from declaring oneself to be wiser or more profound than one's ancestors!
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Portrait of Ernest Bramah Ernest Bramah Kai Lung's Golden Hours

Behold I am stricken and out of place.”
“You are evil and your heart is fat with presumptuous pride!” exclaimed Wu Chi, releasing the cords of his hatred and anger so that they leapt out from his throat like the sudden spring of a tiger from a cave. “Evil in birth, grown under an evil star and now come to a full maturity. Go you shall, Weng Cho, and that on a straight journey forthwith or else bend your knees with an acquiescent face.”
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Portrait of Ernest Bramah Ernest Bramah Kai Lung's Golden Hours

What suitable maiden suggests herself to your doubtless better-informed mind? Is there one of the house of Tung?”
“There are eleven,” replied Chang Tao, with a gesture of despair, “all reputed to be untiring with their needle, skilled in the frugal manipulation of cold rice, devout, discreet in the lines of their attire, and so sombre of feature as to be collectively known to the available manhood of the city as the Terror that Lurks for the Unwary. Suffer not your discriminating footsteps to pause before that house, O father of my father!
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