he said not a word , however , but silently gazed at them through the foliage of the trees , waiting to see what they would do . he saw that in their hands they carried golden buckets . slowly and gracefully in their trailing garments they approached the well , standing in the shade of the katsura trees , and were about to draw water , all unknowing of the stranger who was watching them , for the happy hunter was quite hidden among the branches of the tree where he had posted himself .
what were the women holding ?
golden buckets .
golden buckets .