‘Shall I stick it up the way the little girl does?’ ‘Yes, I’d like to see that.’ ‘But don’t look until I’m ready, all right?’ ‘All right.’ This is what we do, the man thought, and out of it the earth is peopled. ‘Ready.’ He turned and saw her stuck up the way the little girl always was when she was asleep, and it was astonishing, it was just like the little girl, the bottom gone west with womanhood, wide and thick and whiter than the little girl’s, but the head almost no different at all, the same face, the same thoughtfulness, but now the mother opened her eyes to be both the little girl and the little girl’s mother, the eyes limpid, lewd and loving. ‘Do you like it?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Is it as good as ice cream?’ ‘Better.’ ‘Is it true what they say about the Japanese?’ ‘That was propaganda to make the soldiers hate them.’ ‘I don’t mean the war. I mean the wonderful thoughtfulness of them in such things.’ ‘I knew what you meant.’ ‘Isn’t it wonderful of the Japanese to be so thoughtful?’ ‘Don’t you mean experimental?’ ‘What’s that mean?’ ‘To experiment.’ ‘Well, isn’t it wonderful?’ ‘I don’t know.’ ‘Didn’t you ever have a Japanese girl?’ ‘Yes, but she had to pretend to be Chinese because of the war.’ ‘Well, is it true?’ ‘She was born in California, it was just the once, I didn’t ask her.’ ‘I didn’t mean for you to ask her.
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