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PART II - CHAPTER X

O MY SISTER, I thought that now, since my son is here, for ever would I only have joyful words to speak to you. I was triumphant and sure that nothing could come near me to make me sorrowful again. How is it that so long as there are bonds of blood there may be pain come from them?
To-day my heart can hardly bear its own throbbing. No-no-it is not my son t He has had nine months of life now, and he is a very Buddha for fatness. You have not seen him since he desired to stand upon his legs. Ah, it is enough to make a monk laugh ! Since he perceived he could walk he is angered if any one wishes him to sit. Indeed, in my arms there is not strength enough to bend him. His thoughts are full of lovely mischief, and his eyes dance with light. His father says he is spoiled, but I ask you, how can I scold such a one, who melts me with his wilfulness and beauty, so that I am filled with tears and laughter? Ah, no-it is never my son!
No, it is that brother of mine. I speak of him

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