Cecil (sighing). Wrong again! G., do help me.
Miss P. (clearly and emphatically). Tell the Princess a very great lady wishes to see her.
Haru (bowing). She would wish to see one so very honorably old——
Miss P. Cecil, my dear——
Totmai (bowing). In our land we venerate the aged.
Yuki (bowing). Thy head, O Most Ancient, resembles the snows of Fuzi——
Miss P. (looking from one to the other). Cecil! (Gasps.)
Cecil (smiling). In our land the people have white hair when they are—quite—young.
Totmai. Oh, they are funny in your land—jolly little things! (Laughs.)