The nodding proved that his call would be very, very welcome.

She uncovered her face, her eyes beamed through tears, and she smiled.

As sincerely as she felt her grief, the announcement that he would return as soon as the mourning-time was over made her happy, and her features expressed it.

She went her way quietly, Okoya following her with his eyes.
He longed to say to her, "Come with me, and let us go together to my mother; she weeps so much." But it could not be; it was useless to mention it.

About his mother Okoya felt deeply concerned, for she did not bear her grief as the others bore theirs.