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Updated: May 2, 2025
"It would be well to wait a few days," T'an Ch'un urged, "until the new comers have had time to see enough of us to become intimate. We can then invite them to join us. Won't this be better? Our senior sister-in-law and cousin Pao have now no mind for poetry. Besides, Hsiang-yuen has not arrived. P'in Erh is just over her sickness.
But notwithstanding that only these two offered her wine, Chia Tsung and the other young men followed them closely in the order of their age and grade; so the moment they saw them kneel, they immediately threw themselves on their knees. Pao-yue too prostrated himself at once. Hsiang-yuen stealthily gave him a push.
But a sound of "Ku tung" then fell on their ears, and unable to make out what could have dropped, they anxiously and precipitately looked about. It was, they found, Shih Hsiang-yuen, who had been reclining on the back of the chair. The chair had, from the very outset, not been put in a sure place, and while indulging in hearty merriment she threw her whole weight on the back.
"Why, at first, you used to coax me with a lot of endearing terms to comb your hair and to wash your face, to do this and that for you. But now that you've become a big girl, you assume the manner of a young mistress towards me, and as you put on these airs of a young mistress, how can I ever presume to be on a familiar footing with you?" "O-mi-to-fu," cried Shih Hsiang-yuen.
"I got it the other day, after ever so much trouble;" rejoined Pao-yue, "but I can't make out when I can have lost it! I've also become quite addle-headed." "Fortunately," smiled Shih Hsiang-yuen, "it's only a sort of a toy! Still, are you so careless?" While speaking, she flung open her hand. "Just see," she laughed, "is it this or not?"
"It's you who behave like a dunce now!" Shih Hsiang-yuen smiled. "I'll speak out here and let every one judge for themselves who is the dunce. The servant, deputed to bring the things to you, had no need to open his mouth and say anything; for, as soon as they were brought in, it was of course evident, at a glance, that they were to be presented to you young ladies.
Hsiang-yuen was leaning over, indulging in such merriment that she was quite doubled up in two. But everybody else had realised that the trio was struggling for mastery, so without attempting to versify they kept their gaze fixed on them and gave way to laughter. Tai-yue gave her another push to try and induce her to go on.
One and all then walked with her up to the second gate, and Pao-yue wished to accompany her still further outside, but Shih Hsiang-yuen deterred him. Presently, they turned to go back. But once more, she called Pao-yue to her, and whispered to him in a soft tone of voice: "Should our venerable senior not think of me do often allude to me, so that she should depute some one to fetch me."
While the last section should be 'the withering of the chrysanthemums' so as to bring to a close the sentiments expressed in the foregoing subjects. In this wise the fine scenery and fine doings of the third part of autumn, will both alike be included in our themes." Hsiang-yuen signified her approval, and taking the list she copied it out clean.
Pao-ch'in likewise made haste to add: Betimes, the hymeneal girdle it moistens. Hsiang-yuen eagerly paired it with: Oft, it freezeth on the kingfisher shoes. Tai-yue once more exclaimed with vehemence: No wind doth blow, but yet there is a rush. Pao-ch'in promptly also smiled, and strung on: No rain lo falls, but still a patter's heard.
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