The name is on a paper-lantern at the entrance of a house in the Street of the Geisha. Seen at night the street is one of the queerest in the world. It is narrow as a gangway; and the dark shining wood-work of the house-fronts, all tightly closed, -each having a tiny sliding door with paper-panes that look just like frosted glass, -makes you think of first-class passenger-cabins