THE GAKI
He does not seem to hear.—I shall go to meet him. He went this way, you say?
AOYAGI
Yes.—There is a mist in the valley and I can not see the silver stream at Kyushu—
[She does not see The Gaki who goes in the direction opposite to the one Aoyagi has indicated.
Oh, the little day—the little day—of love beyond love.—Riki—my mother, Obaa-San.—Yesterday the mountain-top gleamed like the topmost heaven in the spring sunlight. Today—the valley dies in mist and the mountain-top is lost in the sky.
RIKI (coming in singing)
Hai! Hai! Hai!
RIKI
Aoyagi!