NIJO. [Without interest.] Yes, it is cunningly conceived.
OHANO. How wonderful it must be. Perhaps—I may see it?
NIJO. [Still wearily.] If you so desire.
[Unbuckles sword and holds it before himself for her to examine. She leans over it admiringly, touching the jewels as she speaks of them.
OHANO. Magnificent! Rubies and emeralds and sapphires! And here are moonstones and diamonds. How you must prize it.
NIJO. [Wearily.] Of course, one must.
OHANO. And the very people who tried to stop you from going across the sea to win your glory have given it to you.
NIJO. That is the way of the world.
OHANO. Show me the way to glory, Nijo.
NIJO. And why?