Igo. What, is it you, mistress? You are welcome. But if you walk alone, you will be bitten by a mad dog.
Osono. Oh, if I were bitten by a dog and killed, I should not suffer as I do now. I am divorced. What has become of you all? Is master in bed?
Igo. No.
Osono. Is he away?
Igo. No.
Osono. What is it?
Igo. I don’t know myself what it is; but early in the evening lots of people came and cried, “I have caught you, I have caught you,” as if a cat had caught a rat. I drew my quilt over my head and went to sleep. And now he is drinking with those men in the inner room, and they are having great fun.
Osono. Well, I cannot make it out. And the boy, is he asleep?
Igo. Yes, he is fast asleep.
Osono. Did he go to sleep with master?