Alvito did not translate this but said instead, "The Captain-General says, we"re only trying to avoid meddling in your politics, Lord Toranaga. We"re traders."
Mariko said in j.a.panese to Toranaga, "So sorry, Sire, that"s not correct. That"s not what was said."
Alvito sighed. "I merely transposed some of his words, Sire. The Captain-General is not aware of certain politenesses as he is a stranger. He has no understanding of j.a.pan."
"But you do have, Tsukku-san?" Toranaga asked.
"I try, Sire."
"What did he actually say?"
Alvito told him.
After a pause Toranaga said, "The Anjin-san told me the Portuguese were very interested in trade, and in trade they have no manners, or humor. I understand and will accept your explanation, Tsukku-san. But from now on please translate everything exactly as it is said."
"Yes, Lord."
"Tell the Captain-General this: When the conflict is resolved I will expand trade. I am in favor of trade. Ishido is not."
Dell"Aqua had marked the exchange and hoped that Alvito had covered Ferriera"s stupidity. "We"re not politicians, Sire, we"re religious and we represent the Faith and the Faithful. We do support your interests. Yes."
"I agree. I was considering-" Alvito stopped interpreting and his face lit up and he let Toranaga"s j.a.panese get away from him for a moment. "I"m sorry, Eminence, but Lord Toranaga said, "I was considering asking you to build a temple, a large temple in Yedo, as a measure of my confidence in your interests.""
For years, ever since Toranaga had become Lord of the Eight Provinces, dell"Aqua had been maneuvering for that concession. And to get it from him now, in the third greatest city in the Empire, was a priceless concession. The Visitor knew the time had come to resolve the problem of the cannon. "Thank him, Martin Tsukku-san," he said, using the code phrase that he had previously agreed upon with Alvito, committing their course of action, with Alvito the standard-bearer, "and say we will try always to be at his service. Oh yes, and ask him what he had in mind about the cathedral," he added for the Captain-General"s benefit.
"Perhaps I may speak directly, Sire, for a moment," Alvito began to Toranaga. "My Master thanks you and says what you previously asked is perhaps possible. He will endeavor always to a.s.sist you."
"Endeavor is an abstract word, and unsatisfactory."
"Yes, Sire." Alvito glanced at the guards, who, of course, listened without appearing to. "But I remember you saying earlier that it is sometimes wise to be abstract."
Toranaga understood at once. He waved his hand in dismissal to his men. "Wait outside, all of you."
Uneasily they obeyed. Alvito turned to Ferriera. "We don"t need your guards now, Captain-General."
When the samurai had gone Ferriera dismissed his men and glanced at Mariko. He wore pistols in his belt and had another in his boot.
Alvito said to Toranaga, "Perhaps, Sire, you would like the Lady Mariko to sit?"
Again Toranaga understood. He thought for a moment, then half nodded and said, without turning around, "Mariko-san, take one of my guards and find the Anjin-san. Stay with him until I send for you."
"Yes, Lord."
The door closed behind her.
Now they were alone. The four of them.
Ferriera said, "What"s the offer? What"s he offering?"
"Be patient, Captain-General," dell"Aqua replied, his fingers drumming on his cross, praying for success.
"Sire," Alvito began to Toranaga, "the Lord my Master says that everything you asked he will try to do. Within the forty days. He will send you word privately about progress. I will be the courier, with your permission."
"And if he"s not successful?"
"It will not be through want of trying, or persuasion, or through want of thought. He gives you his word."
"Before the Christian G.o.d?"
"Yes. Before G.o.d."
"Good. I will have it in writing. Under his seal."
"Sometimes full agreements, delicate agreements, should not be reduced to writing, Sire."
"You"re saying unless I put my agreement in writing, you won"t?"
"I merely remembered one of your own sayings that a samurai"s honor is certainly more important than a piece of paper. The Visitor gives you his word before G.o.d, his word of honor, as a samurai would. Your honor is totally sufficient for the Visitor. I just thought he would be saddened to be so untrusted. Do you wish me to ask for a signature?"
At length Toranaga said, "Very well. His word before the G.o.d Jesus, neh? neh? His word before his G.o.d?" His word before his G.o.d?"
"I give it on his behalf. He has sworn by the Blessed Cross to try."
"You as well, Tsukku-san?"
"You have equally my word, before my G.o.d, by the Blessed Cross, that I will do everything I can to help him persuade the Lords Onoshi and Kiyama to be your allies."
"In return I will do what I previously promised. On the forty-first day you may lay the foundation stone for the biggest Christian temple in the Empire."
"Could that land, Sire, be put aside at once?"
"As soon as I arrive at Yedo. Now. What about the pirates? The pirates in the fishing boats? You will remove them at once?"
"If you had cannon, would you have done that yourself, Sire?"
"Of course, Tsukku-san."
"I apologize for being so devious, Sire, but we have had to formulate a plan. The cannon do not belong to us. Please give me one moment." Alvito turned to dell"Aqua. "Everything is arranged about the cathedral, Eminence." Then to Ferriera he added, beginning their agreed plan: "You will be glad you did not sink him, Captain-General. Lord Toranaga asks if you would carry ten thousand ducats of gold for him when you leave with the Black Ship for Goa, to invest in the gold market in India. We would be delighted to help in the transaction through our usual sources there, placing the gold for you. Lord Toranaga says half the profit is yours." Both Alvito and dell"Aqua had decided that by the time the Black Ship had turned about, in six months, Toranaga either would be reinstated as President of the Regents and therefore more than pleased to permit this most profitable transaction, or he would be dead. "You should easily clear four thousand ducats profit. At no risk."
"In return for what concession? That"s more than your annual subsidy from the King of Spain for your whole Society of Jesus in Asia. In return for what?"
"Lord Toranaga says pirates prevent him leaving the harbor. He would know better than you if they"re pirates."
Ferriera replied in the same matter-of-fact voice that both knew was only for Toranaga"s benefit, "It"s ill-advised to put your faith in this man. His enemy holds all the royal cards. All the Christian kings are against him. Certainly the main two, I heard them with my own ears. They said this j.a.ppo"s the real enemy. I believe them and not this motherless cretin."
"I"m sure Lord Toranaga knows better than us who are pirates and who are not," dell"Aqua told him unperturbed, knowing the solution as Alvito knew the solution. "I suppose you"ve no objection to Lord Toranaga"s dealing with the pirates himself?"
"Of course not."
"You have plenty of spare cannon aboard," the Visitor said. "Why not give him some privately. Sell him some, in effect. You sell arms all the time. He"s buying arms. Four cannon should be more than enough. It would be easy to transship them in the longboat, with enough powder and shot, again privately. Then the matter is solved."
Ferriera sighed. "Cannon, my dear Eminence, are useless aboard the galley. There are no gun ports, no gun ropes, no gun stanchions. They can"t use cannon, even if they had the gunners, which they don"t."
Both priests were flabbergasted. "Useless?"
"Totally."
"But surely, Don Ferriera, they can adapt ..."
"That galley"s incapable of using cannon without a refit. It would take at least a week."
"Nan ja?" Toranaga said suspiciously, aware that something was amiss however much they had tried to hide it. Toranaga said suspiciously, aware that something was amiss however much they had tried to hide it.
"What is it, Toranaga asks," Alvito said.
Dell"Aqua knew the sand had run out on them. "Captain-General, please help us. Please. I ask you openly. We"ve gained enormous concessions for the Faith. You must believe me and yes, you must trust us. You must help Lord Toranaga out of the harbor somehow. I beg you on behalf of the Church. The cathedral alone is an enormous concession. Please."
Ferriera allowed none of the ecstasy of victory to show. He even added a token gravity to his voice. "Since you ask help in the Church"s name, Eminence, of course I"ll do what you ask. I"ll get him out of this trap. But in return I want the Captain-Generalship of next year"s Black Ship whether this year"s is successful of not."
"That"s the personal gift of the King of Spain, his alone. That"s not mine to bestow."
"Next: I accept the offer of his gold, but I want your guarantee that I"ll have no trouble from the Viceroy at Goa, or here, about the gold or about either of the Black Ships."
"You dare to hold me and the Church to ransom?"
"This is merely a business arrangement between you, me, and this monkey."
"He"s no monkey, Captain-General. You"d better remember it."
"Next: Fifteen percent of this year"s cargo instead of ten."
"Impossible."
"Next: To keep everything tidy, Eminence, your word before G.o.d-now-that neither you nor any of the priests under your jurisdiction will ever threaten me with excommunication unless I commit a future act of sacrilege, which none of this is. And further, your word that you and the Holy Fathers will actively support me and help these two Black Ships-also before G.o.d."
"And next, Captain-General? Surely that"s not all? Surely there"s something else?"
"Last: I want the heretic."
Mariko stared down at Blackthorne from the cabin doorway. He lay in a semicoma on the floor, retching his innards out. The bosun was leaning against the bunk leering at her, the stumps of his yellow teeth showing.
"Is he poisoned, or is he drunk?" she asked Totomi Kana, the samurai beside her, trying without success to close her nostrils to the stench of the food and the vomit, to the stench of the ugly seaman in front of her, and to the ever present stench from the bilges that pervaded the whole ship. "It almost looks as though he"s been poisoned, neh?" neh?"
"Perhaps he has, Mariko-san. Look at that filth!" The samurai waved distastefully at the table. It was strewn with wooden platters containing the remains of a mutilated haunch of roast beef, blood rare, half the carca.s.s of a spitted chicken, torn bread and cheese and spilled beer, b.u.t.ter and a dish of cold bacon-fat gravy, and a half emptied bottle of brandy.
Neither of them had ever seen meat on a table before.
"What d"you want?" the bosun asked. "No monkeys in here, wakarimasu? wakarimasu? No monkey-sans this-u room-u!" He looked at the samurai and waved him away. "Out! p.i.s.s off!" His eyes flowed back over Mariko. "What"s your name? Namu, eh?" No monkey-sans this-u room-u!" He looked at the samurai and waved him away. "Out! p.i.s.s off!" His eyes flowed back over Mariko. "What"s your name? Namu, eh?"
"What"s he saying, Mariko-san?" the samurai asked.
The bosun glanced at the samurai for a moment then back to Mariko again.
"What"s the barbarian saying, Mariko-san?"
Mariko took her mesmerized eyes off the table and concentrated on the bosun. "I"m sorry, senhor, I didn"t understand you. What did you say?"
"Eh?" The bosun"s mouth dropped farther open. He was a big fat man with eyes too close together and large ears, his hair in a ratty tarred pigtail. A crucifix hung from the rolls of his neck and pistols were loose in his belt. "Eh? You can talk Portuguese? A j.a.ppo who can talk good Portuguese? Where"d you learn to talk civilized?"
"The-the Christian Father taught me."
"I"ll be a G.o.d-cursed son of a wh.o.r.e! Madonna, a flower-san who can talk civilized!"
Blackthorne retched again and tried feebly to get off the deck.
"Can you-please can you put the pilot there?" She pointed at the bunk.
"Aye. If this monkey"ll help."
"Who? I"m sorry, what did you say? Who?"
"Him! The j.a.ppo. Him."
The words rocked through her and it took all of her will to remain calm. She motioned to the samurai. "Kana-san, will you please help this barbarian. The Anjin-san should be put there."
"With pleasure, Lady."
Together the two men lifted Blackthorne and he flopped back in the bunk, his head too heavy, mouthing stupidly.
"He should be washed," Mariko said in j.a.panese, still half stunned by what the bosun had called Kana.
"Yes, Mariko-san. Order the barbarian, to send for servants."
"Yes." Her disbelieving eyes went inexorably to the table again. "Do they really eat that?"
The bosun followed her glance. At once he leaned over and tore off a chicken leg and offered it to her. "You hungry? Here, little Flower-san, it"s good. It"s fresh today-real Macao capon."
She shook her head.
The bosun"s grizzled face split into a grin and he helpfully dipped the chicken leg into the heavy gravy and held it under her nose. "Gravy makes it even better. Hey, it"s good to be able to talk proper, eh? Never did that before. Go on, it"ll give you strength-where it counts! It"s Macao capon I tell you."
"No-no, thank you. To eat meat-to eat meat is forbidden. It"s against the law, and against Buddhism and Shintoism."
"Not in Nagasaki it isn"t!" The bosun laughed. "Lots of j.a.ppos eat meat all the time. They all do when they can get it, and swill our grog as well. You"re Christian, eh? Go on, try, little Donna. How d"you know till you try?"
"No, no, thank you."