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Updated: June 29, 2025
"But I sent for Onoye," exclaimed Miss Campbell. O'Sudzu only smiled. She spoke no English. "Onoye. Wish Onoye," repeated Miss Campbell. She pointed to the door. O'Sudzu departed. O'Matsu appeared next, and after O'Matsu came O'Kiku, who was followed presently by Masako, until these successive apparitions of Japanese maids became positively bewildering.
They spoke in low, rapid voices and their faces were so calm and unemotional they might have been two Japanese dolls wound tip to move the lips and occasionally make a slight gesture with one hand. Presently Onoye slipped from her obi a small package done up in crêpe paper and gave it to O'Kami, who concealed it in the voluminous folds of her own kimono.
"O'Kami San, will you not ask her?" said Billie. "Perhaps she would tell you in Japanese when she can't in English." At the words "O'Kami San," Onoye jumped to her feet in subdued excitement. "O'Kami San," she repeated. The two Japanese girls confronted each other.
Here was a stone lantern five feet high, also the miniature curved bridge; and to make the picture complete in every Japanese detail, leaning pensively on the railing of the bridge, stood Onoye. She herself might have been a bright colored flower in her gay kimono and sash. Only Mary noticed that the little Japanese was weeping softly.
"Nonsense," thought Billie; but Miss Campbell was in one of her compelling humors and they retreated obediently, leaving her to hold a conference with O'Haru and to see that everything was done that could be done to alleviate Onoye's sufferings. She finally departed, after satisfying herself that Onoye was in the toils of a bilious attack.
The garden was strung with lanterns much more beautiful and artistic in design than any that ever reach America; and the house, under the supervision of Onoye and her mother, was made beautiful with the splendid iris in all its varying shades from deep purple to pale mauve.
"Forgive, gracious lady," she said, endeavoring to compose her expression to its usual tranquility. "Why, you poor dear, what have I to forgive?" exclaimed Billie, trying to raise Onoye to her feet. "Why are you so unhappy, Onoye? Is there anything we can do for you?" asked Elinor. "Do tell us and let us help you," put in Mary. But Onoye was silent.
"What is it, Onoye?" asked Nancy, blushing and paling and blushing again with some hidden emotion. "Gracious lady, warn-ings," she began slowly, as if she had just learned the words from a book. "What on earth?" Nancy asked. "Gracious lady, warn-ings," repeated Onoye, in a monotonous voice. "What do you mean, Onoye?" demanded Billie. "Don't kneel. Stand up and tell us all about it."
"Her honorable rainy coat," said Onoye, pointing to the fated blue mackintosh. "Mary, what shall I say?" asked Billie in a low voice. "I don't know what to do." "Ask them questions," said Mary. From Onoye they gathered that Miss Brown had arrived soon after Mr. Campbell had left the house, and had gone straight to her room. She was very tired, she said, and would lie down until lunch time.
"Here comes one of your live dolls," observed Mary, pointing to Onoye, who was hastening toward them down the path, the skirts of her flowered kimono blowing about her ankles as she walked. She made straight for the group of girls and falling on her knees before Nancy, touched her forehead to the ground.
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