And is my house
Even as your house
Sanko. Be pleased to pardon! . . .
O-Ume. And you conspire here
With Ama against me
  Sanko. O-Ume knows
The samurai's honour.
O-Ume. O-Ume thought so,
But does no longer!
Sanko. Ah the plum-blossom!
Then it too
Has thorns and poison
  O-Ume. Yes, for the hand of Sanko!
Knowing the deed
From whence he comes.
Knowing  that . . .
                           [Breaks of, tensely.
Where is the priest's house
Sanko (angrily). Cast in the riverl
O-Ume. Ai, for I see
The blood on your hand

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