Hi trc, mi ln Kyoko soi gng trang im sau lc tm, chng nng thng bo: Em vng qu, no a gng y – anh gi gip cho. ng tay o kimono vn hay trt ln cao, l cnh tay n tn khuu, v Kyoko cn nh r nng mt ngng nghu ra sao mi ln nng soi gng sa li mi tc trn u. Mt hm, Kyoko bng ny ra ngh: sao mnh khng dng mt chic gng tay nh gip ngi chng au yu ang nm lit ging trn gc nhn nh phn chiu ca mnh vn rau b bng trc nh? Em nh bo anh vt ht cc chn t trn gc ny xung ch g? Thc ra khng phi Kyoko vng v g. Nhng anh ch phi o hm o h u vi hm trong mt phi trng, ri ng m ngay v tr v nh.
Nhng ngi chng xu s dy cho nng mt cch Cm nhn v nhan sc c phn chiu trong gng, vn khc hn vi cch cm nhn thng c ca nhiu ngi, v nng vn gn gi n cho n tn by gi. Khng, chc hn ngay t bui s khai, con ngi khng c tri t ban cho ci dim phc c nhn thy gng mt chnh mnh. Phi ngh n a con trong bng ch, Kyoko, ngi chng va lay vai vng, va d dnh u ym. Nu c mt kiu mu st bng tm l nh s dng gng soi, th ci cht ca anh y phi chng l do chnh nng gy nn? Chng phi v c m thin h vn thng bo: mun kn gi p th tm n Sanzyo, thuc tnh Etigo. T n nay, thi gian tuy cha xa cch l bao, ci khung bng g du cha kp long ra, nhng chin tranh, ri tn c, v cn bnh him ngho ca chng dn dp p n, nn khi Kyoko ln u tin ngh n vic gip chng ngm mnh vn rau nh, th mt gng m, cn chung quanh vnh gng th en v bi bm v loang l y bi phn mn.
Bi th khng th ngh n chuyn trao chic gng con y vo tay chng: th l Kyoko nh t nh n ln ngc, cnh tim chng. Nhng ri bao chuyn khc na cng xy n vi chic gng tay b nh kia. Chng nng gn nh m sut t do h mi ci nhau. Anh hi sinh i mnh em li s sng cho ci th gii hin hu trong gng. Chng qua nng ch hi lng ngng, v thy chng c ng sau lng v chm ch nhn mnh. Chc ch v cha c con, – anh ni tip, v cu ni li khin lng Kyoko tan nt. Lc ngi ln tu, nng li b nhng cn bun nn tai c v nhng cn nhc u nh ba b lm tnh lm ti. Em sng n nm ln my?
Bu tri trong gng khng gi ln cm gic nng n. Bu tri y qu thc rt sng sa. Why had God created mans face so the he won’t see it himself? Assailed by terror on the information that mans life is a trifle, she found herself loosening the sash of her night robe. He would have sacrificed his life to keep the world in the mirror. As the home the place their married life started had been burned down, that they had rented a room in the house of a good friend of Kyokos. He never answered. Kyoko had married him as a result of the elder brother of her dead husband had insisted. He insisted that Kyoko remake the darkish-blue kimono he had used throughout his student days into pantaloons for herself. It was early in September, ten days earlier than when she had moved there with him. When her first husband died, Kyoko questioned what good her continence had finished; but quickly the continence became a poignant reminiscence of live, a reminiscence of days brimming with love, and her regrets fairly disappeared. Trust the child in you, Kyoko. Her husband rocked her in his arms. A bell will enable you to, wont it?