transfer; but his mother covered her face with her sleeve and his father silently led her away. Thus was the law of the land complied with.
II
𝔻AY was breaking. Lae Choo, who had been awake all night, dressed herself, then awoke her husband.
"'Tis the morn," she cried. "Go, bring our son."
The man rubbed his eyes and arose upon his elbow so that he could see out the window. A pale star was visible in the sky. The petals of a lily in a bowl on the window-sill were unfurled.
"'Tis not yet time," said he, laying his head down again.
"Not yet time. Ah, all the time that I lived before yesterday is not so much as the time that has been since my little one was taken from me."
The mother threw herself down beside the bed and covered her face.
Hom Hing turned on the light, and touching his wife's bowed head with a sympathetic hand inquired if she had slept.
"Slept!" she echoed, weepingly. "Ah, how could I close my eyes with my arms empty
