Totmai (proudly). I have read the greater learning—the lesser learning—I know excellently the model letters—and there are many pleasure-giving stories about fairy princes and powerful soldiers.
Cecil. I am afraid I am too old to care for fairy princes, but tell me——
ENTER Mimosa R., followed by Yuki. Bows deeply.
Mimosa. O great lady, the exalted Princess sleeps after much sorrow. We know not where her soul wanders. To call suddenly is evil-bringing.
Cecil. I will come again. Let me see (triumphantly), worship her most exalted eyelash—no, I mean eyebrow——
Mimosa (sorrowfully). The Princess, O most honorable and venerated, will see no one. She has wiped sad eyes with her kimono sleeve; and we are laughter-loving in Japan.
Cecil (kindly). I hope—ah—happiness will return. We are leaving your beautiful country. (Moving C.) Mimosa—may I call you Mimosa?
Mimosa (R. C., smiling). It is my humble name. Leaving beautiful Japan?
Cecil. My brother, the barbarian, as you call him——
Mimosa (earnestly). The most exalted stranger——