your anger; but please forgive my rudeness, and do
please take that blanket off and repose yourself, do! [_The figure
shakes its head again._] You may say no again and again, but I _will_
have it off. You _must_ take it off. Do you hear? [_She pulls it off,
and Taraukuwazhiya stands exposed._] What! you, you rascal? Where has
my old man gone? Won't you speak? Won't you speak?

SERVANT.--Oh! I know nothing.

WIFE.--Oh! how furious I am! Oh! how furious I am! Of course he must
have gone to that woman's house. Won't you speak? Won't you speak? I
shall tear you in pieces?

SERVANT.--In that case, how can I keep anything from you? Master has
walked out to see Miss Hana.

WIFE.--What! _Miss_ Hana, do you say? Say, _Minx_, say _Minx_.
Gracious me, what a rage I am in! Then he really has gone to Hana's
house, has he?

SERVANT.--Yes, he really has gone there.

WIFE.--Oh! when I hear he has gone to Hana's house, I feel all ablaze,
and oh! in such a passion! oh! in such a passion! [_She bursts out
crying._

SERVANT.--Your tears are but natural.

WIFE.--Ah! I had meant not to let you go if you had kept it from me.
But as you have told the truth I forgive you. So get up.

SERVANT.--I am extremely grateful for your kindness.

WIFE.--Now tell me, how came you to be sitting there?

SERVANT.--It was master's order that I should take his place; and so,
although it was most repugnant to me, there was no alternative but for
me to sit down, and I did so.

WIFE.--Naturally. Now I want to ask you to do me a good turn. Will
you?

SERVANT.--Pray, what may it be?

WIFE.--Why, just simply this: you will arrange the blanket on top of
me just as it was arranged on the top of you; won't you?

SERVANT.--Oh! your commands ought of course to be laid to heart; but I
shall get such a scolding if the thing becomes known, that I would
rather ask you to excuse me.

WIFE.--No, no! I will not allow him to scold you; so you must really
please arrange me.

SERVANT.--Please, please, let me off this time.

WIFE.--No, no! you must arrange me, as I will not so much as let him
point a finger at you.

SERVANT.--Well, then, if it comes to my getting a scolding, I count on
you, ma'am, as an intercessor.

WIFE.--Of course. I will intercede for you; so do you please arrange
me.

SERVANT.--In that case, be so good as to sit down here.

WIFE.--All right.

SERVANT.--I fear it will be uncomfortable, but I must ask you to put
your head un