Mrs
Kawakami was quiet for a moment, as though listening for something amidst the
sounds the workmen were making outside. Then a smile spread over her face and
she said: 'This was such a splendid district once. You remember, Sensei?'
I
returned her smile, but did not say anything. Of course, the old district had
been fine. We had all enjoyed ourselves and the spirit that had pervaded the
bantering and those arguments had never been less than sincere. But then
perhaps that same spirit had not always been for the best. Like many things
now, it is perhaps as well that that little world has passed away and will not
be returning. I was tempted to say as much to Mrs Kawakami that evening, but
decided it would be tactless to do so. For clearly, the old district was dear
to her heart – much of her life and energy had been invested in it – and one
can surely understand her reluctance to accept it has gone for ever. (126-127)
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