“The woman had a countenance so strangely like our girl’s it disturbs my mind. Yet, Shaka! how different were their ways! How much more admirable the simple, unaffected manners of our country girl! I wonder why the woman came—”
“Listen, Kwacho,” said Ohano, sitting up, “I have heard, sometime, that the Princess Sado-ko once loved our Junzo. Yes, it is so! You need not move so angrily. Do you not recall that when he was ill he called upon her name repeatedly?”
“I tell you,” her husband answered angrily, “the boy is fairly sick with his affection for Masago. Only a woman’s foolish mind could imagine otherwise.”
Ohano lay down again.
“A woman’s wiser mind, Kwacho. I am convinced this princess came to take our Junzo from Masago.”
“Go to sleep, Ohano,” growled her husband; “surmises and convictions are sometimes treasonable and wicked.”
CHAPTER XXVII
A GRACIOUS PRINCESS AT LAST