The company had just managed to check themselves, but, the moment these words fell on their ears, they started again with their laughter. Old lady Chia laughed to such an extent that tears streamed from her eyes. And so little could she bear the strain any longer that Hu Po stood behind her and patted her.
'This must be the work of that vixen Feng!' old lady Chia laughed. 'She has ever been up to tricks like a very imp, so be quick and disbelieve all her yarns!'
Goody Liu was in the act of praising the eggs as small yet dainty, when lady Feng interposed with a smile. 'They're one tael each, be quick, and taste them;' she said; 'they're not nice when they get cold!'
Goody Liu forthwith stretched out the chopsticks with the intent of catching one; but how could she manage to do so? They rolled and rolled in the bowl for ever so long; and, it was only after extreme difficulty that she succeeded in shoving one up. Extending her neck forward, she was about to put it in her mouth, when it slipped down again, and rolled on to the floor. She hastily banged down the chopsticks, and was going herself to pick it up, when a servant, who stood below, got hold of it and took it out of the room.
Old goody Liu heaved a sigh. 'A tael!' she soliloquised, 'and here it goes without a sound!'
Every one had long ago abandoned all idea of eating, and, gazing at her, they enjoyed the fun.
'Who has now brought out these chopsticks again?' old lady Chia went on to ask. 'We haven't invited any strangers or spread any large banquet! It must be that vixen Feng who gave them out! But don't you yet change them!'
The servants, standing on the floor below, had indeed had no hand in getting those ivory chopsticks; they had, in fact, been brought by lady Feng and Yuean Yang; but when they heard these remarks, they hurried to put them away and to change them for a pair similar to those used by the others, made of blackwood inlaid with silver.
'They've taken away the gold ones,' old goody Liu shouted, 'and here come silver ones! But, after all, they're not as handy as those we use!'
'Should there be any poison in the viands,' lady Feng observed, 'you can detect it, as soon as this silver is dipped into them!'
'If there's poison in such viands as these,' old goody Liu added, 'why those of ours must be all arsenic! But though it be the death of me, I'll swallow every morsel!'
Seeing how amusing the old woman was and with what relish she devoured her food, dowager lady Chia took her own dishes and passed them over to her.
She then likewise bade an old matron take various viands and put them in a bowl for Pan Erh. But presently, the repast was concluded, and old lady Chia and all the other inmates adjoined into T'an Ch'un's bedroom for a chat.
The remnants were, meanwhile, cleared away, and fresh tables were laid.
Old goody Liu watched Li Wan and lady Feng sit opposite each other and eat. 'Putting everything else aside,' she sighed, 'what most takes my fancy is the way things are done in your mansion. It isn't to be wondered at that the adage has it that: 'propriety originates from great families.''
'Don't be too touchy,' lady Feng hastily smiled, 'we all made fun of you just now.'
But barely had she done speaking, when Yuean Yang too walked in. 'Old goody Liu,' she said laughingly, 'don't be angry! I tender you my apologies, venerable dame!'
'What are you saying, Miss?' old goody Liu rejoined smiling. 'We've coaxed our dowager lady to get a little distraction; and what reason is there to be angry? From the very first moment you spoke to me, I knew at once that it was intended to afford merriment to you all! Had I been angry at heart, I wouldn't have gone so far as to say what I did!'
Yuean Yang then blew up the servants. 'Why,' she shouted, 'don't you pour a cup of tea for the old dame?'
'That sister-in-law,' promptly explained old goody Liu, 'gave me a cup a little while back. I've had it already. But you, Miss, must also have something to eat.'
Lady Feng dragged Yuean Yang into a seat. 'Have your meal with us!' she said. 'You'll thus save another fuss by and bye.'
Yuean Yang readily seated herself. The matrons came up and added to the number of bowls and chopsticks, and the trio went through their meal.
'From all I see,' smiled goody Liu, 'you people eat just a little and finish. It's lucky you don't feel the pangs of hunger! But it isn't astonishing if a whiff of wind can puff you over!'
'A good many eatables remained over to-day. Where are they all gone to?' Yuean Yang inquired.
'They haven't as yet been apportioned!' the matrons responded. 'They're kept in here until they can be given in a lump to them to eat!'
'They can't get through so many things!' Yuean Yang resumed. 'You had as well therefore choose two bowls and send them over to that girl P'ing, in your mistress Secundus' rooms.'
'She has had her repast long ago.' lady Feng put in. 'There's no need to give her any!'
'With what she can't eat, herself,' Yuean Yang continued, 'she can feed the cats.'
At these words, a matron lost no time in selecting two sorts of eatables, and, taking the box, she went to take them over.
'Where's Su Yun gone to?' Yuean Yang asked.
'They're all in here having their meal together.' Li Wan replied. 'What do you want her for again?'
'Well, in that case, never mind,' Yuean Yang answered.
'Hsi Jen isn't here,' lady Feng observed, 'so tell some one to take her a few things!'
Yuan Yang, hearing this, directed a servant to send her also a few eatables. 'Have the partition boxes been filled with wine for by and bye?' Yuean Yang went on to ask the matrons.
'They'll be ready, I think, in a little while,' a matron explained.
'Hurry them up a bit!' Yuean Yang added.
The matron signified her assent.
Lady Feng and her friends then came into T'an Ch'un's apartments, where they found the ladies chatting and laughing.
T'an Ch'un had ever shown an inclination for plenty of room. Hence that suite of three apartments had never been partitioned. In the centre was placed a large table of rosewood and Ta li marble. On this table, were laid in a heap every kind of copyslips written by persons of note. Several tens of valuable inkslabs and various specimens of tubes and receptacles for pens figured also about; the pens in which were as thickly packed as trees in a forest. On the off side, stood a flower bowl from the 'Ju' kiln, as large as a bushel measure. In it was placed, till it was quite full, a bunch of white chrysanthemums, in appearance like crystal balls. In the middle of the west wall, was suspended a large picture representing vapor and rain; the handiwork of Mi Nang-yang. On the left and right of this picture was hung a pair of antithetical scrolls-the autograph of Yen Lue. The lines on these scrolls were:
Wild scenes are to the taste of those who leisure love,
And springs and rookeries are their rustic resort.
On the table, figured a large tripod. On the left, stood on a blackwood cabinet, a huge bowl from a renowned government kiln. This bowl contained about ten 'Buddha's hands' of beautiful yellow and fine proportions. On the right, was suspended, on a Japanese-lacquered frame, a white jade sonorous plate. Its shape resembled two eyes, one by the side of the other. Next to it hung a small hammer.
Pan Erh had become a little more confident and was about to seize the hammer and beat the plate, when the waiting-maids hastened to prevent him. Next, he wanted a 'Buddha's hand' to eat. T'an Ch'un chose one and let him have it. 'You may play with it,' she said, 'but you can't eat it.'
On the east side stood a sleeping divan. On a movable bed was hung a leek-green gauze curtain, ornamented with double embroideries, representing flowers, plants and insects. Pan Erh ran up to have a look. 'This is a green- cicada,' he shouted; 'this a grasshopper!'
But old goody Liu promptly gave him a slap. 'You mean scamp!' she cried. 'What an awful rumpus you're kicking up! I simply brought you along with me to look at things; and lo, you put on airs;' and she beat Pan Erh until he burst out crying. It was only after every one quickly combined in using their efforts to solace him that he at length desisted.
Old lady Chia then looked through the gauze casement into the back court for some time. 'The dryandra trees by the eaves of the covered passage are growing all right,' she remarked. 'The only thing is that their foliage
