From the hills it comes down, Inaruna is their name, and you can see them there in the south--far, far." And in this way she went on pointing out and naming all the mountains and rivers within sight.

Then she suddenly dropped her hands to her sides and continued: "That is all.

Because we can see no further.

But the world is larger than that! Other mountains, other rivers.

Have I not told you of Voa, on the River Voa, where I was born, where mother died, where the priest taught me, years, years ago?
All that you cannot see, it is so far away--so far." I did not laugh at her simplicity, nor did I smile or feel any inclination to smile.