So he fell to eating, careful all the while to supply his favourite child with the best morsels.

At the close of the meal Hayoue returned, saying,-- "Sa nashtio is coming soon." Turning to his brother he asked,-- "Where have you been all day, satyumishe ?" "With the naua," was the short reply.

"And you ?" "At home; I felt tired from yesterday." "And from kenayte!" Zashue taunted, laughing.

Say joined in the laugh.
"I don't ask you where you were last night." "At home." Say confirmed it.
"Surely ?" "Certainly." "Then you are better than people say." "Sh--sh--!" the woman cried, pointing to Shyuote, "you need not speak thus.

Sa uishe,"-- she turned to the boy,--"go to rest." "I won't!" growled the disobedient child, "I want to hear what you say." "That is just what you shall not," commanded the woman.