"The day before my marriage I was sent to see Nai Tim's mother, with
a small present from my mistress. Two strong women accompanied me.
Hidden in my p'ha nung (under-skirt) was my purchase-money. As soon as
we entered my future mother-in-law's house, I requested permission to
speak with her alone. Supposing that I had some private communication
to make to her from my mistress, she took me into the back part of
the house, and I seated myself on the edge of the bamboo raft, which
kept her little hut afloat on the Mèinam, rushing by so strong and
swift. Without giving her time to think, I told her my whole story
from beginning to end, put the money into her hands, and before the
startled woman could refuse or remonstrate I plunged with one sudden
bound into the bosom of the broad river. I heard a shriek above me
as I disappeared under the waters that received me into their cool,
refreshing depths.
"How desperately I swam through the strong currents, coming up to the
surface from time to time to draw a long breath, then diving back into
its protecting shelter again! Finding my strength failing me, I made
for the opposite bank, climbed its steep sides, and dried my clothes
in the soft, delicious breezes that came upon me as if just let free
from the highest heavens. Filled with the inspiration of freedom and
of love, I had accomplished that which had been the beginning and the
ending of all my thoughts for so long a time. For one moment it seemed
to me an impossibility, but on the next my joy was so excessive that I
stooped down and kissed the earth, and then laughed outright.
"From day to day my soul had been slowly withering away, now it
blossomed forth afresh as if it had never known a moment of sorrow. My
glad laughter came back to me, and in very truth, lady, I shall never
again rejoice and sing in the desert places of my heart, or in the
solitary places of my native land, as I did on that day. In my extreme
emotion I forgot that night was a possibility. I could do nothing but
rejoice. Suddenly the sun set. The night descended. Darkness covered
the earth as with a mantle; the wind began to blow in gusts; I heard
strange sounds,--sounds which seemed to come, not from the earth, but
from some frightful realm beyond. But I knew there were angels who
heard the cries of human distress. I prayed to them to come and hover
near me, and as I prayed a deep sleep came upon me.
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