‘Oji!’ he said, turning angrily. ‘Can’t you see I’m busy?’ ‘I’m sorry, Ichiro, I didn’t realize.’ ‘I can’t play with you just now!’ ‘I’m very sorry. But it sounded so exciting from out here I wondered if I could come in and watch.’ For a moment, my grandson went on staring at me crossly. Then he said moodily: ‘All right. But you have to sit and be quiet. I’m busy.’ ‘Very well,’ I said, with a laugh. ‘Thank you very much, Ichiro.’
