A little later Ananda said good-bye and walked back to his father's house. On the way he met Bopaul. Mayita was his companion. Regardless of ill omens the brother had renewed his friendship with his sister; he took her for daily walks, avoiding the places where men and women congregated.
"Not afraid of being contaminated by the company of an outcaste?" said Ananda with some bitterness, as Bopaul turned to stroll part of the way with his friend.
"No; nor of being overshadowed by the widow," replied Bopaul with a light laugh. "How are things going with you?"
Ananda related the experience of the last week and his employment at the college, together with his plans for the future.
"You will certainly have to clear out of your father's house as soon as you can if you want any comfort."
"I shall not go without my wife and child," said Ananda, with the old obstinacy.
"How is the child?" inquired Bopaul.
"The child! Is it ill that you ask?" said Ananda, startled.
"It had a fall the day you returned. No effect was seen at first but a few days ago it complained of pain; and my mother, who went to see it, thought that it was ill, though not very bad. Haven't they told you?"
"I hear nothing and I see nobody but the sweeper. Bring me news if there is anything important to tell," said Ananda, trying in vain to hide the sudden anxiety that sprang up as he heard that the child was not well.