Hai! Hai! Hai!
RIKI
Let me go and call the lady bound for Ishiyama.
AOYAGI
Riki!—ah!
RIKI
Little Aoyagi—my love—she will be tender with you.—And when your tears are gone, she'll bear your message on to Obaa-San.
[He goes to her, but she draws away. For a moment he is uncertain what to do;—then—he speaks.
I'll bring her back to you.
AOYAGI