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But
still
the
young
Japanese
showed
no
reaction
.
Too
true
,
Childan
thought
,
what
we
used
to
say
:
they
are
inscrutable
.
Accompanying
him
to
the
door
,
Paul
seemed
deep
in
thought
.
All
at
once
he
blurted
,
"
American
artisans
made
this
piece
hand
by
hand
,
correct
?
Labor
of
their
personal
bodies
?
"
"
Yes
,
from
initial
design
to
final
polish
.
"
"
Sir
!
Will
these
artisans
play
along
?
I
would
imagine
they
dreamed
otherwise
for
their
work
.
"
"
I
’
d
hazard
they
could
be
persuaded
,
"
Childan
said
;
the
problem
,
to
him
,
appeared
minor
.
"
Yes
,
"
Paul
said
.
"
I
suppose
so
.
"
Something
in
his
tone
made
Robert
Childan
take
sudden
note
.
A
nebulous
and
peculiar
emphasis
,
there
.
And
then
it
swept
over
Childan
.
Without
a
doubt
he
had
split
the
ambiguity
—
he
saw
.
Of
course
.
Whole
affair
a
cruel
dismissal
of
American
efforts
,
taking
place
before
his
eyes
.
Cynicism
,
but
God
forbid
,
he
had
swallowed
hook
,
line
and
sinker
.
Got
me
to
agree
,
step
by
step
,
led
me
along
the
garden
path
to
this
conclusion
:
products
of
American
hands
good
for
nothing
but
to
be
models
for
junky
good
-
luck
charms
.
This
was
how
the
Japanese
ruled
,
not
crudely
but
with
subtlety
,
ingenuity
,
timeless
cunning
.
Christ
!
We
’
re
barbarians
compared
to
them
,
Childan
realized
.
We
’
re
no
more
than
boobs
against
such
pitiless
reasoning
.
Paul
did
not
say
—
did
not
tell
me
—
that
our
art
was
worthless
;
he
got
me
to
say
it
for
him
.
And
,
as
a
final
irony
,
he
regretted
my
utterance
.
Faint
,
civilized
gesture
of
sorrow
as
he
heard
the
truth
out
of
me
.
