Another young gentleman of the tribe lay on the floor beside the other members of the family.

All were sound asleep yet, and Okoya dropped the curtain quietly and turned toward the brook.

On its banks he selected a spot where, unseen to others, he could look down the valley.

Here he threw himself on the ground to watch, and await Hayoue's coming.
Although deeply anxious to meet his uncle, Okoya entertained no thought of impatience.

He had to wait, that was all.