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General Oku then summoned an aide-de-camp to his side, gave him a brief order, and the aide, saluting, turned away and glanced rapidly about him, finally making his way toward where I now stood alone, at no great distance. He halted within about six paces of me, saluted, and said: "The Commander-in-Chief desires your immediate presence, most honourable Captain. He stands yonder." "Right!" I said.
He say for you to wait till he come and he tell me to say many time, 'Excuse, please! Excuse!" Virginia smiled. With quiet dignity she said: "Very well we understand we will wait." Oku put out his hand for their hats and coats. "Give me hats, please excuse, please." While the girls divested themselves of their outer garments the little butler chatted on in his quaint pigeon English: "Mr.
But of course I could not present myself before General Oku in bathing rig, and it was not without difficulty that a suit of clothes was at length found into which I could get; but it was managed at last, and off we went, the colonel and I, my companion seeming to be greatly impressed with my swimming feat.
"Yes?" he smiled. "Oku didn't break it." Stafford stared at her in amazement. "Didn't he?" "No." "Really?" "No it wasn't Oku." She hesitated a moment; as if still unwilling to disclose the real culprit, Finally she said: "We we did it." An expression of amused surprise came over his face, as he echoed: "Did we?" He looked from one to the other, his glance finally failing on Fanny.
The first word or two, however, reached Oku, and he at once, shrewdly surmising that the message was from us, proceeded to signal us by searchlight, using an adaptation of the Morse Code. The conversation thus carried on was a lengthy one, occupying more than an hour, when it suddenly ceased, and almost immediately afterward the Admiral signalled me to proceed on board the flagship.
If I could not, I was to remain ashore with Oku, helping him in any manner that might suggest itself, but especially by signalling off to the fleet, from time to time, the numbers of the several positions which they would be required to shell.
A pure-blooded subject of the Mikado, Oku had come to America years ago to make his fortunes; but, falling into the hands of the Philistines directly he landed, found himself stranded in San Francisco. Stafford had run across him there, took a fancy to him and attached him to his person as a body servant. He had never regretted it.
"Oku's coming," he grinned. "You didn't get wet?" laughed Virginia. "Not while I have my voice. I stood at the door and shouted to him. Here he is now." The door was pushed open and the Japanese butler entered carrying a fur coat which he gave to his master. The millionaire turned to him. "Oku, Mrs. Stafford has finished her visit to her sister and is coming home."
"Oku just a moment." Turning apologetically to the others, he said: "Will you excuse me?" In an undertone to the butler, he said: "I shan't dress to-night " Oku salaamed. "Anything else, sir?" "No you can go." "Then excuse please. Excuse " The butler disappeared and the host rejoined his guests. Addressing the shipping clerk amiably, he said: "I'm glad you like this room, Mr. Gillie."
The butler placed the tray on the table. "Anything else, sir?" "No." "Then excuse, please! Excuse!" Oku withdrew and Fanny approached her sister, who was seated at the window idly gazing into the street. Stafford rose and joined them. "Well, dear?" he stammered nervously. "Now I I must go!" exclaimed Fanny. "Please!" pleaded Stafford, motioning her not to desert him.
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