I took good care to see that he was not stopping at this hotel.  Then I went back to my own thoughts of the happy years that had been mine since Little Germany bade me a tearful good-by.

And, too, I wanted to think out some plan whereby I can keep in touch with Sada and be friendly with her relative.

Before I left the steamer, I had a surprise in the way of Uncles.  Next time I will pause before I prophesy.  But if Uncle was a blow to my preconceived ideas, I will venture Sada startled a few of his traditions as to nieces.  Quarantine inspection was short, and when at last we cast anchor, the harbor was as blue as if a patch of the summer sky had dropped into it.  The thatched roofs shone russet brown against the dark foliage of the hills.  The temple roofs curved gracefully above the pink mist of the crepe myrtle.

Sada was standing by me on the upper deck, fascinated by the picture.  As she realized the long dreamed-of fairy-land was unfolding before her, tears of joy filled her eyes and tears of another kind filled mine.

Sampans, launches and lighters clustered around the steamer as birds of prey gather to a feast:  captains in gilt braid; coolies in blue and white, with their calling-cards stamped in large letters on their backs, and the story of their trade written around the tail of their coats in fantastic Japanese characters.  Gentlemen in divided skirts and ladies in kimono and clogs swarmed up the gangway.  In the smiling, pushing crowd I looked for the low-browed relative I expected to see.  Imagine the shock, Mate, when a man with manners as beautiful as his silk kimono presented his card and announced that he was Uncle Mura.  I had been pointed out as Sada’s friend.  A week afterwards I could have thought of something brilliant to say.  Taken unawares, I stammered out a hope that his honorable teeth were well and his health poor.  You see I am all right in Japanese if I do the talking.  For I know what I want to say and what they ought to say.  But when they come at me with a flank movement, as it were, I am lost.  Uncle passed over my blunder without a smile and went on to say many remarkable things, if sound means anything.  However, trust even a deaf woman to prick up her ears when a compliment is headed her way, whether it is in Sanskrit or Polynesian.  In acknowledgment I stuck to my flag, and the man’s command of quaint but correct English convinced me that I would have to specialize in something more than first thought if I was to cope with this tea-house proprietor whose armor is the subtle manners of the courtier.

Blessed Sada!  Only the cocksureness of youth made her blind to the check her enthusiasm was meant to receive in the first encounter of the new life.  She had always met people on equal terms, most men falling easy victims.  She was blissfully ignorant that Mura, by directing his conversation to me, meant to convey to her that well-bred girls in this enchanted land lowered their eyes and folded their hands when they talked in the presence of a man, if they dared to talk at all.