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Kat. He is the son of your—

(Nanki-Poo, Yum-Yum, and Chorus, interrupting, sing Japanese words, to. drown her voice.)

O ni! bikkuri shakkuri to!
Kat. In vain you interrupt with this tornado!
He is the only son of your—
All.O ni! bikkuri shakkuri to!
Kat. I'll spoil—
All.O ni! bikkuri shakkuri to!
Kat. Your gay gambado— he is the son!
All.O ni! bikkuri shakkuri to!
Kat.Of your—
All.O ni! bikkuri shakkuri to!
Kat. The son of your—
All.O ni! bakkuri shakkuri to! oya! oya!

ENSEMBLE.

Katisha. Ye torrents roar! Ye tempests howl! Your wrath outpour With angry growl! Do ye your worst, my vengeance call Shall rise triumphant over all! Prepare for woe, Ye haughty lords, At once I go Mikado-wards, My wrongs with vengeance shall be crowned! My wrongs with vengeance shall be crowned!

The Others. We'll hear no more, Ill-omened owl, To joy we soar, Despite your scowl! The echoes of our festival Shall rise triumphant over all! Away you go, Collect your hordes; Proclaim your woe In dismal chords; We do not need their dismal sound. For joy reigns everywhere around.

Katisha rushes furiously up stage, clearing the crowd away right and left, finishing on steps at the back of stage.)

End of Act I.