She sighed and moved along step by step beside him.
“Now I know,” she said, “I god new visitor ad my heart!”
“What is it, little Tama?”
“Fear,” she said, “—for you!”
“What blessed nonsense!”
“You are Tojin, like unto my father,” she said, in a voice of anguish, “and oh, all those days my life how I kin forgit what happen unto my father!”
“That was many years ago,” he said. “It is a New Japan we live in to-day, and I have friends—even in Fukui!”
