The House of the Misty Star - A Romance of Youth and Hope and Love in Old Japan by [pseud.] Frances Little
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unsuspected depths.
It was all so sudden that I was speechless and stared blankly at the mother, who looked helpless and bewildered. The two grandmothers had taken no part nor interest in the scene. Their faces expressed nothing. To them the girl was as incomprehensible as any jungle savage. To me she was like some wild, free bird, caught in a net, old, but very strong, for its meshes were made from a relentless law. I made my adieu with what grace I could and left. * * * * * On my way home I met Kishimoto San. Omitting details, I told him Zura declined to come to my house for lessons. "So! My granddaughter announced she will not? I shall give her a command to obey." I suggested that the girl needed time for adjustment and that he needed much patience. "Patience! With a girl?" he replied. "Ah. madam, you utter great demands of my dignity! It is like requesting me to smile sweetly when grasping the fruit of a chestnut tree which wears a prickly overcoat. But I thank your great kindness for honoring my house and my family. _Sayonara_." Deep thought held me fast as I passed through the cheerful, busy streets and up the long flight of steps that led from the highway to my home. I was too occupied mentally to pay much attention to Jane's unnumbered |
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