Why cannot you be all good or all wicked, or at the least, through righteousness and sin, faithful to my interest and your own ?" "Because I hate you, Hokosa, and yet can strike you only through my tongue and your mad love for me.

I am fast in your power, but thus at least I can make you feel something of my own pain.

Hark! I hear that woman at the gate.

Will you give her back the basket, or will you not?
Whatever you may choose to do, do not say in after days that I urged you to the deed." "Truly you are great-hearted!" he answered, with cold contempt; "one for whom I did well to enter into treachery and sin! So be it: having gone so far upon it, come what may, I will not turn back from this journey.
Let in that fool!" Presently the woman stood before them, bearing with her another basket of fruit.
"These are what you seek, Master," she said, "though I was forced to win them by theft.

Now give me my own and the medicine and let me go." He gave her the basket, and with it, wrapped in a piece of kidskin, some of the same powder with which he had doctored the fruits.
"What shall I do with this ?" she asked.
"You must find means to sprinkle it upon your sister's food, and thereafter your husband shall come to hate even the sight of her." "But will he come to love me again ?" Hokosa shrugged his shoulders.
"I know not," he answered; "that is for you to see to.