"We have had lots of fon, Mr. Sinka?"
"Fun!—why, Numè!"
She opened her little fan and shaded her face a moment.
"Ess—Numè and all Japanese girl luf to have fon."
"Numè—I don't like that word. It is inapplicable in our case."
He tried to take her hand in his, but it clung persistently to her fan, while the other remained hidden in the folds of her robe.
"My little girl is quite cross," he said, thinking she was trying to tease him.
"No! Numè nod mos' vaery cross;" after a moment she added, in a hard voice: "Numè does nod want to have any more fon." She clung to that word persistently.
"You do not want any more fun, Numè!" he repeated, slowly; "I don't understand you."
"Ess—it is all fon," she said. "All fon thad we pretending to luf."