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one gets accustomed. In the little [[red underline]] Chaya [[/red underline]]  they were frying little white tasteless rice-cakes, coated by ^[[m]] means of a brush with soy- [[strikethrough]] sauce [[/strikethrough]] preparation, and grilling it over one of the ever present little charcoal fires, all this done skilfully, gracefully and neatly. the embers being livened by means of [[strikethrough]] def [[/strikethrough]] deftly use of fan. Many succeeding little cups of equally tasteless japanese tea. We had sent for Ricksaws. After some waiting they came; was conducted under Japanese umbrella held over me to first Ricksaw 
The Ricksaw-man had oiled cape and does not mind the rain. Is bare-legged too. I am tucked inside of the small vehicle
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and rubber front sheet prevents any rain entering. Galloped me off to hotel. Here special cold tiffin quickly and cheerfully served altho' it was 3 P.M. about 5. rain ceased so we took stroll along river which is much swollen. Started raining again so took shelter in [[red underline]] small store. Old man and his wife or [[/red underline]] daughter sit around their little charcoal fire drinking tea and younger woman probably a customer there also immediately offer us tea. I wanted to pay for it but Irray tells me would offend them. They all seem amused at my tallness. ^[[compared to Japanese]] 
Tried a few words Japanese with them to their greater amusement. [[red underline]] Japanese young woman [[/red underline]] asks me [[red underline]] why I do not [[/red underline]]