“Forgetting what?”

“Where I been.”

“Why?”

“Tha’s so sad. Alas! I visiting thad ole fadder an’ mudder ninety-nine and one hundled years ole, and those seventeen liddle brudders an’ sisters. You missing me very much?” she changed from the subject of her whereabouts.

“No!” he said, shortly, stung by her falsity.

“I don’ sing so!”

“Where were you, Yuki?”

“Now, whad you wan’ know for, sinze you don’ like me whicheven?”

“Did I say so?”

“You say you don’ miss.”