_       _ The old mother goddess has hair on her chin._       _ Do you mind?_       _ The old man blushes, he doesn’t know the answer.      _ I said, says the old mother goddess, do you mind if I become a man?_ _       _ Oh that!—No, he doesn’t mind; she can have his pl_       _ Then _       _ Mind?_ _       _ Mind if I become a man . . . ?_
_ _       _ Oh that! No no, not at all.

_       _ The old man puts his razor on her altar.