I met the Superintendent.
What did he say?
He was cooperative. At first he looked embarrassed, but the story of my uncle shocked him. He pondered. "All right", he said, "I'll help you. I'll talk with your group. Gather them quickly. That's what he said."
He's great!
Right!
A powerful support for us. Not a good-natured scarecrow.
Wait.
Don't let him go!
Fool! If I wanted to run, why would I speak?
Why are you here?
Free room overnight. By the way, overhearing has a merit. [Rubs his chin] They say outsiders can be good judges. Listen. I say the Chamberlain is alright, but the Superintendent is no good.
Don't insult him!
Take it easy. I haven't seen them. So I'm not cheated by their looks. The Chamberlain is ugly, isn't he? Right? But from your story I judge he's a great man. He doesn't mind being called a fool. Great! But the Superintendent... you mentioned his name with admiration. That means he looks attractive, right? But people aren't what they seem. [He sits down on one of the straw mats] Be careful.
