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Updated: July 9, 2025
So Asako thought; and she broached the matter to Geoffrey that very evening. "Wouldn't it be sweet to have a ducky little Japanese house all our very own?" she urged. "Oh yes," her husband agreed, wearily, "that would be great sport." Mr. Fujinami Gentaro was delighted at the success of his daughter's diplomacy.
Fujinami's father by adoption only watches the progress of the family fortunes with the vigilance of Charles the Fifth in the cloister of Juste. Mr. Fujinami Gentaro shuffled his way towards a little room like a kind of summer-house, detached from the main building and overlooking the lake and garden from the most favourable point of vantage. This is Mr.
The fire was supposed to have been accidental; but the ravages had been carefully limited to the offending wing. Mr. Fujinami Gentaro, disgusted at this unsightly wreckage wished to rebuild at once. He was in favor of total demolishment.
When he returned to Japan from his wanderings with exactly two shillings in his pocket, this was his programme. Like Cecil Rhodes, his hero among white men, he made a will distributing millions. Then he attached himself to his rich cousins, the Fujinami; and very soon he became indispensable to them. Fujinami Gentaro, an indolent man, gave him more and more authority over the family fortune.
Fujinami Gentaro bowed slightly in acknowledgment across the remnants of his meal. "It is no matter," he said, with a few waves of his fan; "please sit at your ease." The two gentlemen arranged themselves squatting cross-legged for the morning's confidential talk. "The cherry-flowers," Ito began, with a sweep of the arm towards the garden grove, "how quickly they fall, alas!"
But Tanaka continued his ministrations; and Asako had not the strength to go on protesting. As a matter of fact, he was specially employed by Mr. Fujinami Gentaro to spy on Asako's movements, an easy task hitherto, since she had not moved from her room. "Where is the motor car, Tanaka?" she asked again. He grinned, as Japanese always do when embarrassed.
"At that time the talk was of Sada San; this time the talk is of Asa San." A flash of inspiration struck Mr. Fujinami Gentaro, and a gush of relief. By giving her to Ito, he might be able to side-track Asako, and leave the highway to inheritance free for his own daughter. But Ito had grown too powerful to be altogether trusted.
Fujinami Gentaro was drunk with relish by everybody, including the lady and gentleman honoured. "In this country," thought Geoffrey, "one gets the speechmaking over before the dinner. Not a bad idea. It saves that nervous feeling which spoils the appetite." An old gentleman, with a restless jaw, tottered to his feet and approached Geoffrey's table.
For an instant Geoffrey thought they must be the cloakroom attendants. Then, to his surprise, Ito announced: "Mr. and Mrs. Fujinami Gentaro, the head of the Fujinami family. Please walk in and shake hands." Geoffrey and his wife did as they were directed. Three mutual bowings took place in absolute silence, followed by a handshake. Then Ito said: "Mr. and Mrs.
Ito, the lawyer in Tokyo through whom the dividends were paid, and that of "my cousin Fujinami Gentaro." Tsuyu no yo no Tsuyu no yo nagara Sari nagara! While this dewdrop world Is but a dewdrop world, Yet all the same! The fabric of our lives is like a piece of knitting, terribly botched and bungled in most cases.
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