"Kenkyo," answered Yoritomo. Suddenly he turned and spoke to one of the
women and the "treasure-flower" was led from the room.

"Oh, don't send him away," objected Miss Campbell. "I haven't had half a
chance to see him yet."

"He is not dressed to see distinguished visitors," answered Yoritomo,
quickly. "My mother would like to show you some of her embroidery if
you would care to see it."

So the subject of little Kenkyo was dropped and Madame Ito, hurrying
away, returned in a moment with an armful of linen and silk on which she
had worked the most wonderful floral designs.

In the meantime, the faithful 'riksha man, Komatsu, had trotted all the
way through floods of rain to the Campbell villa half a mile distant, and
now returned in company with O'Haru. Between them they carried a covered
basket containing five mackintoshes, five pairs of overshoes and five
umbrellas.

Komatsu was very angry with O'Haru. He explained to Miss Campbell:

"I not wish, but she coming without not wish."

He pointed accusingly at the sad old face. O'Haru, dripping and
imperturbable, stood on the piazza near the entrance to the villa.

"That was very good of you, O'Haru; we appreciate your devotion," said
Miss Campbell, but the housekeeper did not appear to grasp all this fine