During the whole meal I could feel Fiam moving around.
“Is he crazy?” I thought. “He will surely be seen.”
Several hours later when I was alone again I stood him on a piece of paper, and he began to caper and jump, so that he made holes in the paper.
“Look out!” I exclaimed. “Has the smell of the saki gone to your head?”
“Oh, but something beside saki!” he shouted, standing still. “I am the happiest being in the world! I have seen him again! I have found him, his own self.”
“Who?”
“The prince Funato.”
“The one you shielded from his enemies in the wood?”
“Yes, yes, yes.”