"Me. Me one day, Black-Eyes next."
She saw his face lighten.
"You lig that?"
"I like half of it."
She thought a moment until she understood; then she lifted her shining face.
"Ah, Eijinsan, how be-witch-ing you are!"
V
THE PLAINTIVE TEMPLE BELLS
The next day they went up to the temple on the mountain-side the plaintive bells of which Garland had heard. Purple-Eyes was tall, and walked with less difficulty than most Japanese girls, so they walked. It was a day of dreams. Garland remembered afterward the smell of the incense, the voices of the chanting bonzes, that the tea-house on the mountain-side where they rested called itself the House of the Seven Golden Crystals; the rest was Purple-Eyes—and happiness. Japan had been growing upon him for three months, and now unhappiness made but little impression.
