Chapter 11 A GEISHA DINNER

Inishi toshi

Ne-kojite uyeshi

Waga yodo no

Wakaki no ume wa

Hana saki ni keri.

The young plum tree

Of my house

Which in bygone years

I dug up by the roots and transplanted

Has at last bloomed with flowers.

Next morning Geoffrey rose earlier than was his wont; and arrayed in one of his many kimonos, entered his sitting-