Ashamed of his failure after a full three days of endeavor, he did not dare to return to Shih-niang; yet, since he used to spend every night with his mistress, he had no other lodging.  After the first evening, therefore, he went and asked shelter from his fellow-countryman, the very learned Liu Yu-ch’un.  This man, seeing the growing sadness of the young man, at last ventured to question him and learned his story and of his plan of marriage.  Liu shook his head:  “That is hardly possible.  She is the most famous of all the singing girls.  Who would be content with three hundred ounces for such a beauty?  The old woman has conceived this method of sending you away, and Shih-niang, knowing that your hands are empty, asks you for this sum because she does not dare to tell you to leave her.  If you offered the silver, she would laugh at you.  It is a common trick.  Do not trouble yourself further, but resign yourself to the breaking off of your relations with the girl.”

Li Chia was speechless for a long time, shaken by his doubts, and Liu added: 

“Make no mistake about it.  If you show that you really mean to take your departure, many will help you.  But as for your plan, you would need not ten days, but ten months to find three hundred ounces.”

“Good Elder-Brother,” answered Li, “your judgment is indeed profound.”

But none the less he continued his vain search for three further days.

Shih-niang was most anxious when she did not see her lover come back to her.  She sent a little servant to look for him, and the child met Li by chance, and said: 

“Lord, our Elder-Sister awaits you at the house.”

In his shame, Li answered: 

“I have no time to-day.  To-morrow I will come to see her.”

But the boy had been commanded to bring him back, and to die sooner than lose him, so he replied: 

“It is the absolute wish of the Elder-Sister that you come with me.”

Li could not refuse, and followed the messenger.

Once in Shih-niang’s presence he stood still, sobbing mo-mo, mo-mo, without a word.

“How is our plan going?” she asked.

He only answered with a flood of tears; so she insisted: 

“Can people have been so hard as to refuse three hundred ounces?”

Stifling his sobs, he answered with this verse: 

  It is easier to catch a tiger in the mountains
  Than to move the world with speech alone.

“I have gone about for these six days, and my hands are empty.  Shame has kept me away from my perfumed companion, and it is only at her command that I have come back.  I have tried my hardest.  Alas! such is the spirit of the century.”

“We will say nothing to the ma-ma.  Let my Lord stay here for the night:  his slave will propose another plan to him.”

She served him with a meal and wine, and made him lie down.  Then in the middle of the night she asked: