“I don’t want it. When you say ‘Good luck has come,’ you me…
“I don’t want it. When you say ‘Good luck has come,’ you mean you’re going off someplace worthless. That’s what Hanji said the other day. ‘You know Okyo the seamstress?’ he said. ‘Her uncle–the one who gives rub-downs over by the vegetable market–he’s helped her find a new position. She’s going into service with some rich family. Or so they say. But it sounds fishy to me–she’s too old to learn sewing from some housewife. Somebody’s going to set her up. I’m sure of it. She’ll be wearing tasseled coats the next time we see her, la-de-da, and her hair all done up in ringlets, like a kept woman. You wait. With a face like hers, you don’t think she’s about to spend her whole life sewing, do you?’ That’s what he said. I told him he was full of it, and we had a big fight. But you are going to do it, aren’t you? You’re going off to be someone’s mistress!” “It’s not that I want to. I don’t have much choice. I suppose I won’t be able to see you anymore, Kichizo, will I?”