Smiling sadly, Binod said—"But the money I brought for daily expenses is there also, Didi; I have nothing in hand."
"Well, you must take from us what you need for the present."
"This box can only be opened in Calcutta. I worked so hard to get these ornaments made for you, and now I cannot even show them to you. That is what vexes me."
"Don't worry yourself about it. I shall see them in a couple of days. What have you brought? Tell me."
"I had a pair of gold bracelets made for you."
Bou Didi was delighted. Binod, gradually recovering himself, said—"Can you make tea, sister? It is quite the thing now to drink tea in the early morning."
Bou Didi's mind was filled with surprise. The younger brother had so quickly recovered from his vexation! But thinking no more of it, she said—"We have none of that leaf, brother."
"Oh, I have some with me. We only want boiling water, sugar and milk."
The children began to dance, crying—"Oh, Uncle! We will drink tea; give us some tea."
For want of a proper teapot, they brought hot water in a jug. A handful of tea was thrown into it and the mouth closed with a stone cup.
