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Rh *Koyama.—Yes, you may feel tired, but such a trip would cheer you up. Please go, my child.
 * Tsugi.—It is strange, papa, but when I see all these happy people passing the house, I feel as if I hated them!
 * Ragman.—(Outside) Any rags for sale? Have you no old rags to sell me?
 * Koyama.—There is a ragman outside. You better call him in.
 * Tsugi.—Very well, papa. (Calling through the window to the man) Kuzuya-san! We want you.
 * Ragman.—(Sliding open the back door) Did someone call me from this house?
 * Tsugi.—Yes, please come in.
 * Ragman.—Thank you for your kindness to me, Sir. We are having very pleasant weather these days. (He comes into the house.)
 * Koyama.—(Opens a closet, and takes out some six or seven suits of clothes from an old basket. He sets them before the ragman.)
 * Koyama.—You buy old clothes, don’t you?
 * Ragman.—Clothes? Of course, Sir. I like to get them better than anything else, and I always give good money for them too.
 * Koyama.—But I am afraid that all of these are rather old.
 * Ragman.—That’s all right, Sir. You know there are many classes of men in my trade; some won’t touch such things, but I prefer old clothes to anything else you could offer me, and so, I am