"Eating at the table of a prince," replied Chiu Fang Yin, " will benefit the family for three gene- rations. How much more his father and mother! But for you, Sir, to go and weep is enough to turn back the luck from you. The son's fortune is good, but the father's bad."
"Yin," said Tzŭ Chi, " I should like to know what you mean by calling K'un fortunate. Wine and meat gratify the palate, but you do not say how these are to come.
"Supposing that to me, not being a shepherd, a lamb were born in the south-west corner of my hall; or that to me, not being a sportsman, quails were hatched in the north-east corner. If you did not call that uncanny, what would you call it?
"My sons and I do but roam through the uni- verse. With them I seek the joys of heaven; with them I seek the fruits of earth. With them I engage in no business; with them I concoct no plots; with them I attempt nothing out-of-the- way. With them I mount upon the truth of the universe, and do not offer opposition to the exi- gencies of our environment. With them I accom- modate myself naturally; but with them I do not become a slave to circumstances. Yet now the world is rewarding me!
"Every uncanny effect must be preceded by some uncanny cause. Alas! my sons and I have done nothing. It must be the will of God. There- fore I weep."
Shortly afterwards, when K'un was on his way