"Gomen--nasai," (excuse me) murmured Kanrio, with a gesture. He removed the soiled cups from the table to the top of a low bookcase, then rang for fresh cups and a new pot of tea. He and Hagané took a few sips, Japanese fashion; Todd declined. "I understand, your Excellency, that your appointment as envoy to our small island has come the very recent time?" "Only last night, your Highness." Todd's eyes met in unembarrassed candor those of Hagané. "Of course I've worked for it. My heart was set on it. The Baron here has been an inspiration!" "My dear sir, don't trouble to recall my unimportant service," deprecated Kanrio. "I understand," said Hagané, slowly, "that for some time you have honored our--country--with your studious--interest. If it is not impertinence, may I venture to inquire what--circumstances, what--a--unfamiliar categories--first stung your thought to the pursuit of Far Eastern knowledge?" He spoke very slowly, slurring neither vowel nor consonant, and choosing, it would seem, from a rich vocabulary. Nevertheless he pieced the words together with a slight effort. Todd knitted his brows, not in lack of understanding, but from desire to answer definitely and concisely the comprehensive question. Hagané may have mistaken the silence, for he added immediately, "My English is--stiff,--not well--manoeuvred. My meanings perhaps become involved. Shall not Baron Kanrio stand as--interpreter--for my heavy thought?" "No, no," said Todd, eagerly. "Do not think it, your Highness! I understand perfectly. Your very misuse of some of our slippery old timeworn words is illuminating. It was your question that made me pause, not your way of putting it." "My dear sir," protested Hagané, "I desire you to feel no obligations to answer. I intended, perhaps, a thinner meaning than your own mind has seized. Was it Japanese Art, as with Frenchmen? Statistics, Sociology, Political Economy?" Todd noted the greater ease with which these abstract and philosophic terms were employed. "None of these, your Highness,--and yet all! My study--you will think me presumptuous, I fear,--might not be called less than--the ultimate destiny of your race!" Hagané's smouldering eyes leaped into sudden fire. He looked down quickly, as if to deny the flame. Todd felt the air stir and tingle with a new vibration. "Yes, your Excellency, we are attempting to employ valuable hints from various representative governments of your enlightened West," said he, conventionally.