The only thing that could make me more grateful to you would be to know exactly where she is: but you must understand that it's like a peep into Heaven to have her existence narrowed to one place.

I'm bound to be able to say inside a few days, she lives at number----I don't know yet, on street----I'll find out soon, in the closest city, Onabasha.

And I know why you brought her, South Wind.

If ever a girl's cheeks need fanning with your breezes, and painting with sun kisses, I wouldn't mind, since this is strictly private, adding a few of mine; if ever any one needed flowers, birds, fresh air, water, and rest! Good Lord, South Wind, did you ever reach her before you carried that message?
I think not! But Onabasha isn't so large.

You and the sun should get your innings there.
I do hope she is not trying to work! I can attend to that; and so there will be more time when she is found, I'd better hustle now." He picked up the bag and returned to the dry-house, where he carefully washed the roots and spread them on the trays.