This was the essence of the speech. As soon as it ended, the entire gathering erupted in applause. Sanshirō was one of those applauding most ardently. At this point, Yojirō suddenly rose.
"De te fabula. Who cares how many tens of thousands of words Shakespeare used, and who cares how many thousands of gray hairs Ibsen had? I don't imagine any of us being taken in by such asinine lectures. My concern, rather, is that these lectures are a terrible affront to this institution. It's imperative that we bring in new talent, capable of instructing the young men of this new age. Westerners won't do. First of all, they lack societal clout ..."
The full assembly applauded again. They all enjoyed a hearty laugh as well. A fellow next to Yojirō proposed that they drink a toast to 'de te fabula.' The previous speaker immediately seconded the motion. Unfortunately, all the beer glasses were empty. Yojirō assured them they would have their toast, and he dashed off toward the kitchen. The serving staff appeared with saké. After the toast, someone said, "Another one, this time to the Great Dark Void." The fellows seated near Yojirō laughed. Yojirō scratched his head.
When the gathering was adjourned, the young men dispersed into the dark of the night, and Sanshirō asked Yojirō, "What does 'de te fabula' mean?"
Yojirō offered no further explanation, and Sanshirō posed no further questions. The two of them returned home, walking beneath a beautiful night sky.