“Juji? Where was he?”
“Gozo carry him on shoulder all way down stleet. And Taro he too marsh ride nex’ his side with Gozo. Then when Gozo reach that corner he put Juji down and he putting his han’ on his head thisaway, and then he turn quick, and thad was las’ time we saw Gozo.”
Her voice fell at the end, and her face had now a distressed expression.
“I only cry after he gone way,” admitted Iris.
Plum Blossom turned on her fiercely.
“If you talk of thad cry now, you goin’ cry again, and to-day you mus’ smile, accounts our fadder marshing, too.”
Iris smothered all signs of tears.
“Me? I cry to-day?” she said. “Never I cry.”
“Did Juji cry?” asked Marion, curiously, mindful of the child’s talent in that direction.
“No, Juji never cry, even after Gozo gone. Everybody cry then ’cept Juji. He forget he god brudder naime Gozo.”