But before she could recover it, Wei, who had heard the talking
and laughter, joined them, and took the arrow out of Tu's hand to
examine it. Just at that moment a messenger came to summon Tu to his
father's presence, and he had no sooner gone than Wei exclaimed:
"But see, here is the name of the mysterious owner of the arrow, and, as
I live, it is a girl's name--Jasmine! Who, among the goddesses of heaven
can Jasmine be?"
"Oh, I will take the arrow then," said Jasmine. "It must belong to my
sister. That is her name."
"I did not know that you had a sister," said Wei.
"Oh yes, I have," answered Jasmine, quite forgetful of the celebrated
dictum of Confucius: "Be truthful." "She is just one year younger than I
am," she added, thinking it well to be circumstantial.
"Why have you never mentioned her?" asked Wei, with animation. "What is
she like? Is she anything like you?"
"She is the very image of me."
"What! In height and features and ways?"
"The very image, so that people have often said that if we changed
clothes each might pass for the other."
"What a good-looking girl she must be!" said Wei, laughing.
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