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“reiko sat herself on a spot about one foot distant from the lieutenant’s body.  drawing the dagger from her sash, she examined its dully gleaming blade intently, and held it to her tongue.  the taste of the polished steel was slightly sweet.

“reiko did not linger.  when she thought how the pain which had previously opened such a gulf between herself and her dying husband was now to become a part of her own experience, she saw before her only the joy of herself entering a realm her husband had already made his own.  in her husband’s agonized face, there had been something inexplicable which she was seeing for the first time.  now she would solve that riddle.  reiko sensed that at last she too would be able to taste the true bitterness and sweetness of that great moral principle in which her husband believed.  what had until now been tasted only faintly through her husband’s example, she was about to savor directly with her own tongue. 

“reiko rested the point of the blade at the base of her throat.  she thrust hard.  the wound was only shallow.  her head blazed, and her hands shook uncontrollably.  she gave the blade a strong pull sideways.  a warm substance flooded into her mouth, and everything before her eyes reddened in a vision of spouting blood.  she gathered her strength and plunged the point of the blade deep into her throat.”

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