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With him it was speculation, not affection; but Mitsha knew nothing of this, and felt that in case her parent should ever be borne back to this house dead, and placed on the floor before her covered with gore, she must feel just as Okoya felt now. And yet the dead man was only his grandparent. No, it was not possible for him to be as sad as she would be in case Tyope should meet with such a fate.
"I will tell you," Hannay chuckled; "because you were afraid." "Afraid?" he cried, "afraid? Of whom?" But within himself he thought the woman was right. Hannay smiled. "Of Mitsha," she said; adding, "she is naughty and strong." A peal of coarse laughter accompanied this stroke of wit. The girl was embarrassed; she hid her face on her lap. Okoya replied, "Mitsha does not bite."
On the other hand she was herself, since the talk with Shotaye, greatly drawn toward Mitsha. This made her anxious to find out what Hayoue thought of the girl. So she put the direct question, "You spoke with your nashtio about Mitsha?" "I did." "What says he of the makatza?"
Mitsha's clan was that of Topanashka, his own maternal grandfather; and if he spoke against the union matters would be desperate. His mother, therefore, held the key to the situation, inasmuch as through her both the Eagle clan, to which Mitsha belonged, and Tanyi hanutsh, his own consanguine cluster, could be favourably or unfavourably influenced.
Tell me, yaya, how it is that this morning, when I said to you that I was going with Mitsha Koitza, you grew angry at me, and now you say it is right? Tell me, sanaya, how it comes about that you like the girl in the evening, whereas in the morning she was not precious to you?" His mother smiled. She sat down beside him, and her face almost touched his own.
His whole heart is with the Koshare; he imitates their movements, improves on their gestures to such a degree that those around him smile, exchanging winks of approval as if saying, "He will be a good one." The head of a girl slowly rises through a hatchway; and as her face turns toward us, we recognize the soft, beaming eyes of Mitsha Koitza. The maiden looks thinner, her features sharper.
He was there on the night when the corpse was brought home, and they heard the wail and rushed out on the roof. At that moment Hannay had returned, full to the brim with the dismal news. Okoya forgot everything and returned home, and Mitsha went back to the room and wept.
"You shall not hurt him on this roof," replied Mitsha, in a calm but very positive tone. "Do you intend to protect him?" cried the tallest one of the pursuers, and another one exclaimed, "How does it concern you? You have nothing to do here." All turned against the girl.
"No, Mitsha does not bite; but if other boys should come to see her she might perhaps strike them. But you, sa uishe," the woman moved closer to him, "you, I am sure, she will not send away. Is it not so, Mitsha? Okoya may come to see you, may he not?" The poor girl was terribly embarrassed by this more than direct question, and Okoya himself hung his head in confusion.
The main desire that occupied Hannay's mind for the present was the union between Okoya and her daughter Mitsha. Okoya had, unknown to himself, no stronger ally than the mother of the girl.
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