Yue-ts'un clapped his hands and said smiling， "It's so， I know！ for this female pupil of mine， whose name is Tai-yue， invariably pronounces the character _min_ as _mi_， whenever she comes across it in the course of her reading； while， in writing， when she comes to the character 'min，' she likewise reduces the strokes by one， sometimes by two. Often have I speculated in my mind （as to the cause）， but the remarks I've heard you mention， convince me， without doubt， that it is no other reason （than that of reverence to her mother's name）。 Strange enough， this pupil of mine is unique in her speech and deportment， and in no way like any ordinary young lady. But considering that her mother was no commonplace woman herself， it is natural that she should have given birth to such a child. Besides， knowing， as I do now， that she is the granddaughter of the Jung family， it is no matter of surprise to me that she is what she is. Poor girl， her mother， after all， died in the course of the last month."
Tzu-hsing heaved a sigh. "Of three elderly sisters，" he explained， "this one was the youngest， and she too is gone！ Of the sisters of the senior generation not one even survives！ But now we'll see what the husbands of this younger generation will be like by and bye！"