"Do you know what 'Kimono' means, Eph?"

"Haven't even a guilty suspicion."

"It's the Japanese name for a woman's dress."

"Wow!" muttered Somers. "I shall surely have to, forget 'Kimono,' then.
What do you call his truly name?"

"Kamanako," Jack responded, and spelled it. Eph wrote the name down
on a slip of paper, saying:

"Thank you, Jack. I'll try to commit this name to memory. I don't want
to hurt the feelings of a sensitive little fellow. It would be a shame
to have to punch him if he felt insulted and made a pass at me."

"Punch him, eh?" laughed Jack in genuine enjoyment. "Eph! Eph! Don't
make any false start like that!"

"What are you talking about?" questioned Somers.

"Don't make the mistake, at any time, Of trying to punch that Japanese."

"Trying to?" gasped Somers. "Say, if I made a swing at that light
colored little chocolate drop, do you think I'd make a false pass and
hit my own nose?"

"You might be lucky if nothing worse happened," grinned Jack. "Eph,
did you never hear of the Japanese jiu-jitsu?"