Here I will intrude some details of one such occasion. Several years ago I was staying in a hotel in rural Scotland, and when the proprietor learned I was from Japan he said: “Japan — my grandfather used to talk about a Japanese guest we had way back at the turn of the century. He used to cry all the time, this Japanese gentleman. Would take a turn in the garden and burst into tears. I remember what he looked like. Never met him, of course, but my grandfather, curious, took a picture once.”
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