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Your mother's clan are your kindred. Mind, satyumishe, our life is in our blood, and it is the blood of her who gave you life that flows in your veins. When you say aught against your mother, you tarnish your own life." "But why does she not want me to go with Mitsha?" Okoya asked, and pouted. "Don't you see why, satyumishe? Don't you understand it?

Say Koitza began to sob. Shotaye continued, angrily, "You may well weep! Whoever speaks ill of his own blood, as you do, ought to be sad and shed tears forever. Listen to me, koitza. Okoya is good; he will not betray anybody, and least of all his mother. And hear my words, Mitsha also is good; as good as her father is bad, as wise as her mother is foolish.

Now light began to dawn upon the boy. He felt a presentiment of something favourable. "No," he exclaimed, "he said that I must beware of Tyope and of his koitza; but that Mitsha I could trust." "Then it is well, sa uishe," replied the mother; "come in and eat." Okoya could hardly believe his senses. Had his mother really said, "It is well?"

The room was dark, for the fire was about to go out; but beside the hearth cowered a female figure who had placed fresh wood on the embers and was fanning them with her breath. It was Mitsha. At the entrance of the visitor, she quickly stroked back the hair that streamed over her cheeks and turned her face half around.

No, for that form will not leave this earth in substance. He mourns for something that goes beyond his grasp, and remains beyond it so long as he himself moves upon this earth. Mitsha also is here. She has properly no right to be for she does not belong to the same clan as Say; but she has remained, and nobody has objected to her presence.

"And talk to you," said Hayoue, for he was Zashue's companion; "afterward I shall go." He emphasized the "I" and grinned. "Yes, you are likely to go home," she exclaimed. "To Mitsha you will go, not to your mother's dwelling." "Mitsha is a good girl," replied the young man, "but I never go to see her." His brother meanwhile attempted to approach the woman again, but she forbade it.

Had Mitsha been less positive in her behaviour, it is quite likely that the character of the young captive might have changed, that he might have softened little by little, entering into the path traced by the customs of sedentary Indians. As it was, his hatred to them increased, and with it the desire to recover his independence by returning to his kindred.

Suddenly they are pushed aside; a tall young man rushes down and makes room, regardless of the weeping and howling crowd. Up to Okoya he forces his way; throws his left arm around him and Mitsha; his right hand seizes the hand of the youth and presses it against his breast.

Say knows Tyope; she mistrusts him and is even afraid of him. Mitsha is a good girl, and your mother has nothing against her; but she is her mother's daughter, and that mother is Tyope's wife. If Mitsha becomes your wife you will go and live with her, until Tyame hanutsh has a house ready for Mitsha. You will even have to stay at the home of Tyope's wife.

After the third umo, however, he glanced around, saw Okoya beckoning to him, and came down to the brook. Yawning and rubbing his eyes he sat down, and Okoya said, "Satyumishe, I want to speak to you. Will you listen to my speech?" Hayoue smiled good-naturedly, but looked rather indifferent or absent-minded as he replied, "I will; what is it about? Surely about Mitsha, your girl.

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