Outside the locked gate, a little boy was drawing back
against the hedge of hibiscuses. He looked at the quiet monastery in the dark.
It was not the first time he came back late; and he, too, was not the only one
to come back late. Accidentally or otherwise, the little boys of the monastery
had broken a bar of the gate at an end. So, by simply drawing it a little
aside, they could slide out and later get back into the monastery easily, of
course not forgetting to move the bar back to its former position.
