The door of the house where the boy lived was unlocked and he opened it
and walked in quietly with his bare feet. The boy was asleep on a cot in
the first room and the old man could see him clearly with the light that
came in from the dying moon. He took hold of one foot gently and held it
until the boy woke and turned and looked at him. The old man nodded and
the boy took his trousers from the chair by the bed and, sitting on the
bed, pulled them on.
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王源的姑娘