Okoya was in his father's plot, sitting comfortably among the corn; but it was not the plantation that occupied his thoughts, they were with Mitsha; and he pondered over what she had told him the night before, and how he might succeed in making her his beyond cavil.

Looking up accidentally he discerned the form of his uncle coming toward him, and his face brightened.

He motioned Hayoue to come, and this time Hayoue was eager to meet Okoya.
The uncle wore a gloomy face, and the nephew noticed it at once.

But he thought that if his friend intended to confide in him he would do so spontaneously.

He had not long to wait.