If Tyope queries what is your yaya doing, answer, her usual work.

If he inquires about what is going on in the estufa of Tanyi hanutsh, reply to him, 'Nashtio, I am only a boy, and do not know what the men talk about.' To Tyope's wife say nothing but what even Shyuote might hear.

To the makatza you can say, 'Let us be together and live for each other and talk as is right.
What concerns your hanutsh shall be hidden from me, and I will be silent on anything that concerns mine.' If you will do thus, sa uishe, then you can go to see Mitsha; and I myself would like to see the girl who is to become my child." This was too much for Okoya.

He grasped with both his hands the hand of his mother, carried it to his lips, and breathed on it.

Then he gave back the hand, and said with an effort,-- "You are good, yaya, and I will do as you say.