How different is Okoya!" Say had again squatted near the hearth.

She gathered the crying child into her arms.

The little girl continued to sob for a while, and at first refused to eat.

Finally Say persuaded her to take one of the corn-cakes, and still sobbing, she pushed the greater portion of it gradually into her little mouth.

Thus chewing, sobbing, and resting on the lap of her mother, the child forgot all fear, and ultimately forgot herself and fell asleep.
"Umo," Say began again, "I think it is better to speak to Zashue about it.