Alas, my game was lost!
My second stake was myself.
“It means that I may marry you, doesn’t it?”
“As you please, sir!”
Iyani natta!
He was far superior.
Oya, oya, I was a loser again!
I looked sadly on my uncle, and said:
“Uncle, you cannot return home! We are the property of Mr. Schuyler. Isn’t it really too bad?”
15th—Shall I make a little kimono for Schuyler’s baby?