Saint of Mt. Koya
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Here the old priest interrupted his narrative and said to me, "Here, you are closer to the lamp than I am. Trim it and make it burn a little better. I am afraid you might be overly stimulated hearing a story like this in the dark. Nevertheless, I will try to brazen my way through the rest of the story."

The light had indeed grown so feeble that even though the priest was lying just beside me, I could hardly make him out in the darkness. I quickly adjusted the lamp, and in the new brightness the priest smiled at me and continued his story.


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