Babehami seemed to be considering the ground in front of him with great attention; from time to time he spat very deliberately. It was impossible to tell from his face what impression Fernando's suggestion had made upon him. His silence irritated Fernando. 'What swine these villagers are,' he thought.
'Well,' he said at last, 'what do you say?'
'Did she say she would come to you, if Babun allowed her?'
'Yes, but why do you ask that? If the man agrees, what difficulty can there be?'
'Perhaps none, perhaps none, aiya, but who can say? They are mad those people. It happens so sometimes to people who live as we do in the jungle. The spirits of the trees, they say, enter into a family and they are mad and a trouble to the village. Who knows what such people will do?'
'Well?'
'What more is there to say now?'
'Is the plan good?'
'Yes.'
'But will you help me?'