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34 *Osayo.—(Calling again toward the upper part of the river,) Kaku-chan! Kaku-chan! My dear Kaku-chan!
 * Mother.—Though you may call his name over and over again, you will never see him any more, I am sure. Come, Osayo, my child, let us return home. (To the policeman) Sir, I beg your pardon for troubling you. I am very grateful to you for being so kind as to come down here with us at this time of night.
 * Policeman.—What do you think about searching for him in the upper part of the stream?
 * Mother.—No, Sir, I am sorry, but I don’t think it is worth while, Sir. Please don’t worry about him any more. Sir, I have quite given up hope of ever seeing him again. (From the left side of the mountain there uppers a foreign woman, robed in a light walking-dress. She is holding the arm of a foreign man. Following behind them is an old woman servant. Noting Osayo and the others wandering about there, they are about to pass the other way. After a little hesitation, the policeman calls to the old woman:)
 * Policeman.—ExcureExcuse [sic] me. Madam! (The three of them stop on the bridge.) Excuse my rudeness, but tell me where you have been at such a late hour.
 * The Old Woman Servant.—(looks very annoyed.) My mistress and this gentleman went out for a stroll this evening, and as it got very late and they did not return, I came to meet them. (The two