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Updated: May 29, 2025
"At last, Ying-lo, you have named a real deed of mercy, and as he spared the tiny birds from poison, so shall his life and the lives of your mother and brothers be restored from the deadly plague. "But remember there is one other thing that depends on you." Ying-lo's eyes glistened gratefully. "Then if it rests with me, and I can do it, you have my promise.
"Selfish, selfish!" muttered Iron Staff. "If their eldest son had not been dying they would have spent no money at the temple. They tried in this way to buy back his health, for they were expecting him to support them in their old age." Ying-lo's face fell. "You are right," he answered. "Can you think of nothing else?"
"Do you remember me?" said the stranger, suddenly turning and coming up to Ying-lo, but his voice was lost in the whistling of the wind, and the boy knew only by the moving of his lips that the old man was talking. The greybeard bent over until his mouth was at Ying-lo's ear: "Did you ever see me before?" With a puzzled look, at first the child shook his head.
Anything would be better than to be alone upon the sea. Nearer and nearer came the fireball. At last, when it reached the deck, to Ying-lo's surprise, something very, very strange happened. Before he had time to feel alarmed, the light vanished, and a funny little man stood in front of him peering anxiously into the child's frightened face.
Ying-lo's face turned scarlet. "But try again, dear boy! Is there not one little deed of goodness that was not selfish? Think once more." For a long time Ying-lo did not reply. At length he spoke in a low voice; "I think of one, but I fear it amounts to nothing." "No good, my child, is too small to be counted when the gods are weighing a man's heart."
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