Master Bankay had passed away.

A blind man who knew him remembered him to his friend:

“ I judge a person’s character by the sound of his voice.

Normally, when I hear congratulation expressed for another’s happiness or success, I detect a shade of envy or jealousy.

When I hear condolence expressed for the misfortune of another,

I detect a tint of pleasure.

Master Bankay’s voice was always sincere.

When he expressed happiness for someone. I heard nothing but happiness.

When he expressed sorrow, sorrow was all I heard.”