Yuki (shakes head, laughing). O Mimosa, how can they ever guess?
Mimosa. He took excellent blossom like this, pulled at his strange black coat (imitates); in it there must have been a hole, for after he had bowed again——
All (imitating). The bow of a barbarian Englishman——
Mimosa. He put it in his coat! (Laughs.)
Totmai. In his coat? Was it large honorable flower?
Yuki. Excellently large, just like this. (Touches flower.)
Totmai (eagerly). Oh, tell us more, tell us more!
Mimosa. We sat on foreign chairs. All honorable guests showed exalted courtesy. The Englishman looked O so big, and once or twice I know he wished he was eating their dreadful raw beef!
Totmai. Oh, that I had been there! O Yuki, did the geisha dance new dance?
Mimosa. The flower dance was pretty; she had no fan, just a spray of cherry blossoms. Show them, O Yuki, clever dancer.