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Updated: June 28, 2025
Reggie Forsyth wrote to him from Chuzenji, "Yaé is here, and we go in for yachting in a kind of winged punt, called a 'lark. For five pounds you can become a ship-owner. I fancy myself as a skipper, and I have already won two races. But more often we escape from the burble of the diplomats, and take our sandwiches and thermata or is thermoi the plural? to the untenanted shores of the lake, and picnic
Besides, he was conscious of the mission assigned to him by Lady Cynthia Cairns to save his friend from the dangerous connection with Yaé Smith. Reggie and he had been at Eton together.
But there is nothing more soothing than to play to one attentive listener, especially if that listener be feminine and if the interest shown be that personal interest, which with so many women takes the place of true appreciation, and which looks over the art to the artist. Yaé came with the girl friend, a lean and skinny half-caste girl like a gipsy, whom Yaé patronized.
In silence they returned to the hotel, where a few tired couples were still revolving to a spasmodic music. Geoffrey was weary now; and the enchantment of the wine had passed away. "Good-night, Yaé," he said. She was holding the lapels of his coat, and she would have dearly loved to kiss him again.
They turned in the direction of the fishing village, where Geoffrey and Yaé had walked together only a few hours ago. But the fires were quenched. Black circles of charred ashes remained; and the magic world of the moonlight had become a cluster of sordid hovels, where dirty women were sweeping their frowsty floors, and scrofulous children were playing among stale bedding.
"I think so," said Yaé gravely. "Besides, Reggie only wants me to dress me up and write music about me. If I am always the same like an English doll wife, he won't get many tunes to play. Reggie is like a girl." "Reggie is too good for you," said the Englishman, roughly. "I don't think so," said Yaé, "I don't want Reggie, but Reggie wants me." "What do you want then?"
He touched the ground with the elasticity of Mercury; he pushed through the air with the shoulders of Hercules. The line of his back was pliant as a steel blade. In his hair the sun's reflection shone like wires of gold. The Gods were come down in the semblance of men. Yaé did not repress a sharp intake of her breath; and she squeezed the hand of the gipsy girl as if pain had gripped her.
Such was Yaé's ideal of Love and of Life too. It is not for us to condemn Yaé, but rather should we censure the blasphemy of mixed marriages which has brought into existence these thistledown children of a realm which has no kings or priests or laws or Parliaments or duty or tradition or hope for the future, which has not even an acre of dry ground for its heritage or any concrete symbol of its soul the Cimmerian land of Eurasia.
And, if they go, they go very secretly." "Do you know any one who goes?" asked Reggie, with a directness which shocked his friend's sense of Good Form. "Oh, my brothers," said Yaé, "but they go everywhere; or they say they do." It certainly was an ill-favoured crowd. The Japanese are not an ugly race.
Then when the psychological moment had struck, the name of Yaé Smith was to be flashed into Asako's mind with a blinding glare. Asako had been visiting her Japanese cousins almost every day. Her conversation lessons were progressing rapidly; for the first stages of the language are easy.
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