Ito (bowing deeply, taking Sakara’s hand to his forehead). I thank thee, O most exalted and wise, for books and money. Honored words my foolish mind will keep, but I fear greatly night-devils.
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Sakara. It is the foot of O Mimosa San!
ENTER Mimosa R., carrying presents. Bows in doorway.
Mimosa. O most exalted Sakara, I come with honorable presents in humble hands. Deign to accept, O most powerful. Tell me of noble health since last I worshipped thy eyebrow. (Sakara sits motionless. Mimosa bowing.) I regret humble and unworthy feet should soil venerated chamber, and that one so poor, so foolishly weak, should cross excellent threshold! (Stands motionless.)
Mimosa (hesitates, then bows, speaking louder). I come, O great and wise, after exalted custom of noble land with presents in humble hands, pleasant words on foolish tongue.
Sakara (bows once). It has been said, O Mimosa San, that the mouth is the door of mischief. I have deep thoughts. I return honorable greeting. Deign to sit.
Mimosa (bowing). Condescend to accept humble offering to great wisdom!
Sakara. Wisdom—you love the folly of the Palace! He who touches vermilion becomes red. It is only the gravely thoughtful who pray the aid of Sakara.