At the words it disappeared. No matter how brave he was, that night he felt badly and did not sleep. Awaiting dawn he was quick to go forth. On coming to the theatre—
Friend—"Good day: how goes it with Yoshi San? Are you not very much out of tone?"
Yoshi—"At night it came. Moreover it appeared twice."
Friend—"Did it appear?"
Yoshi—"At first it was seated on the stair. The second time it was inside the necessary."
Friend—"Hei! That is marvellous. Probably it is the work of fox or badger (tanuki)."
This talk abruptly terminated. Tsutayoshi was a bold fine fellow. Unmoved, he retired to his own home in the Yoshiwara. After that nothing was seen for several days. Just as he was forcing a way into the theatre—
Man—"Yoshi San! At the Bairin (Plum Tree) over the way is the master of Otowaya. He is urgent to see you; so he says. It will be well to go at once."
Yoshi—"Was he told I was here?"
Man—"Ah!"