"Willingly, Omi-san, willingly," she had answered at once, allowing herself to cry, for she liked him very much. "But my duty to Lord Toranaga who favored me, and to Gyoko-san who formed me, forbids it."
"But Lord Toranaga"s forfeited his rights to you. He"s surrendered. He"s finished."
"But his contract isn"t, Omi-san, much as I wish it. His contract"s legal and binding. Please excuse me, I must refuse-"
"Don"t answer now, Kiku-san. Think about it. Please, I beg you. Tomorrow give me your answer," he said and left her.
But her tearful answer had been the same. "I can"t be so selfish, Omi-san. Please forgive me. My duty to Lord Toranaga and to Gyokosan-I can"t, much as I"d wish it. Please forgive me."
He had argued. More private tears flowed. They had sworn perpetual adoration and then she had sent him away with a promise: "If the contract"s broken, or Lord Toranaga dies and I"m freed, then I"ll do whatever you want, I"ll obey whatever you order." And so he had left the inn and rode on ahead to Mishima filled with foreboding, and she had dried her tears and repaired her makeup. Gyoko complimented her. "You"re so wise, child. Oh, how I wish the Lady Toda had half your wisdom."
Yoshinaka led leisurely from inn to inn along the course of the river Kano as it meandered northward to the sea, falling in with the delays that always seemed to happen, not caring about time. Toranaga had told him privately there was no need to hurry, providing he delivered his charges safely to Yedo by the new moon. "I"d prefer them there later than sooner, Yoshinaka-san. You understand?"
"Yes, Sire," he had replied. Now he blessed his guarding kami kami for giving him the respite. At Mishima with Lord Hiro-matsu-or at Yedo with Lord Toranaga-he would have to make his obligatory report, verbally and in writing. Then he would have to decide whether he should tell what he thought, not what he had been so careful not to see. Eeeeee, he told himself appalled, surely I"m mistaken. The Lady Toda? Her and any man, let alone the barbarian! for giving him the respite. At Mishima with Lord Hiro-matsu-or at Yedo with Lord Toranaga-he would have to make his obligatory report, verbally and in writing. Then he would have to decide whether he should tell what he thought, not what he had been so careful not to see. Eeeeee, he told himself appalled, surely I"m mistaken. The Lady Toda? Her and any man, let alone the barbarian!
Isn"t it your duty to see? he asked himself. To obtain proof. To catch them behind closed doors, bedded together. You"ll be condemned yourself for collusion if you don"t, neh? neh? It"d be so easy, even though they"re very careful. It"d be so easy, even though they"re very careful.
Yes, but only a fool would bring such tidings, he thought. Isn"t it better to play the dullard and pray no one betrays them and so betrays you? Her life"s ended, we"re all doomed, so what does it matter? Turn your eyes away. Leave them to their karma karma. What does it matter?
With all his soul, the samurai knew it mattered very much.
"Ah, good morning, Mariko-san. How beautiful the day is," Father Alvito said, walking up to them. They were outside the inn, ready to start the day"s journey. He made the sign of the cross over her. "May G.o.d bless you and keep you in His hands forever."
"Thank you, Father."
"Good morning, Pilot. How are you today?"
"Good, thank you. And you?"
Their party and the Jesuits had leapfrogged each other on the march. Sometimes they had stayed at the same inn. Sometimes they journeyed together.
"Would you like me to ride with you this morning, Pilot? I"d be happy to continue the j.a.panese lessons, if you"ve a mind."
"Thank you. Yes, I"d like that."
On the first day, Alvito had offered to try to teach Blackthorne the language.
"In return for what?" Blackthorne had asked warily.
"Nothing. It would help me pa.s.s the time, and to tell you the truth, at the moment I"m saddened by life and feel old. Also perhaps to apologize for my harsh words."
"I expect no apology from you. You"ve your way, I"ve mine. We can never meet."
"Perhaps-but on our journey we could share things, neh? neh? We"re travelers on the same road. I"d like to help you." We"re travelers on the same road. I"d like to help you."
"Why?"
"Knowledge belongs to G.o.d. Not to man. I"d like to help you as a gift-nothing in return."
"Thanks, but I don"t trust you."
"Then, if you insist, in return tell me about your world, what you"ve seen and where you"ve been. Anything you like, but only what you like. The real truth. Truly, it would fascinate me and it would be a fair exchange. I came to j.a.pan when I was thirteen or fourteen, and I"ve seen nothing of the world. We could even agree to a truce for the journey, if you wish."
"But no religion or politics and no Papist doctrines?"
"I am what I am, Pilot, but I will try."
So they began to exchange knowledge cautiously. For Blackthorne it seemed an unfair trade. Alvito"s erudition was enormous, he was a masterly teacher, whereas Blackthorne thought he related only things that any pilot would know. "But that"s not true," Alvito had said. "You"re a unique pilot, you"ve done incredible things. One of half a dozen on earth, neh?" neh?"
Gradually a truce did happen between them and this pleased Mariko.
"This is friendship, Anjin-san, or the beginning of it," Mariko said.
"No. Not friendship. I distrust him as much as ever, as he does me. We"re perpetual enemies. I"ve forgotten nothing, nor has he. This is a respite, temporary, probably for a special purpose he"d never tell if I were to ask. I understand him and there"s no harm, so long as I don"t drop my guard."
While he spent time with Alvito, she would ride lazily with Kiku and Gyoko and talk about pillowing and about ways to please men and about the Willow World. In return she told them about her world, sharing what she had witnessed or been part of or learned, about the Dictator Goroda, the Taik, and even Lord Toranaga, judicious stories about the majestic ones that no commoner would ever know.
A few leagues south of Mishima the river curled away to the west, to fall placidly to the coast and the large port of Numazu, and they left the ravinelike country and pushed across the flat rice paddy plains along the wide busy road that headed northward. There were many streams and tributaries to ford. Some were shallow. Some were deep and very wide and they had to be poled across in flat barges. Very few were spanned. Usually they were all carried across on the shoulders of porters from the plenty that were always stationed nearby for this special purpose, chattering and bidding for that privilege.
This was the seventh day from Yokose. The road forked and here Father Alvito said he had to leave them. He would take the west path, to return to his ship for a day or so, but he would catch them up and join them again on the road from Mishima to Yedo, if that was permitted. "Of course, you"re both welcome to come with me if you wish."
"Thank you but, so sorry, there are things I must do in Mishima," Mariko said.
"Anjin-san? If Lady Mariko"s going to be busy, you"d be welcome by yourself. Our cook"s very good, the wine"s fair. As G.o.d is my judge, you"d be safe, and free to come and go as you wish. Rodrigues is aboard."
Mariko saw that Blackthorne wanted to leave her. How can he? she asked herself with a great sadness. How can he want to leave me when time is so short? "Please go, Anjin-san," she said. "It would be nice for you-and good to see the Rodrigues, neh?" neh?"
But Blackthorne did not go, much as he wanted to. He didn"t trust the priest. Not even for Rodrigues would he put his head in that trap. He thanked Alvito and they watched him ride away.
"Let"s stop now, Anjin-san," Mariko said, even though it was barely noon. "There"s no hurry, neh?" neh?"
"Excellent. Yes, I"d like that."
"The Father"s a good man but I"m glad he"s gone."
"So am I. But he"s not a good man. He"s a priest."
She was taken aback by his vehemence. "Oh, so sorry, Anjin-san, please excuse me for say-"
"It"s not important, Mariko-chan. I told you-nothing"s forgotten. He"ll always be after my hide." Blackthorne went to find Captain Yoshinaka.
Troubled, she looked down the western fork.
The horses of Father Alvito"s party moved through the other travelers unhurriedly. Some pa.s.sersby bowed to the small cortege, some knelt in humility, many were curious, many hard-faced. But all moved politely out of the way. Except even the lowest samurai. When Father Alvito met a samurai he moved to the left or to the right and his acolytes followed him.
He was glad to be leaving Mariko and Blackthorne, glad of the break. He had urgent dispatches to send to the Father-Visitor that he had been unable to send because his carrier pigeons had been destroyed in Yokose. There were so many problems to solve: Toranaga, Uo the fisherman, Mariko, and the pirate. And Joseph, who continued to dog his footsteps.
"What"s he doing there, Captain Yoshinaka?" he had blurted out the first day, when he noticed Joseph among the guards, wearing a military kimono and, awkwardly, swords.
"Lord Toranaga ordered me to take him to Mishima, Tsukku-san. There I"m to turn him over to Lord Hiro-matsu. Oh, so sorry, does the sight of him offend you?"
"No-no," he had said unconvincingly.
"Ah, you"re looking at his swords? There"s no need to worry. They"re only hilts, they"ve no blades. It"s Lord Toranaga"s orders. Seems as the man was ordered into your Order so young it"s not clear if he should have real swords or not, much as he"s ent.i.tled to wear them, much as he wants them. Seems he joined your Order as a child, Tsukku-san. Even so, of course we can"t have a samurai without swords, neh? neh? Uraga-noh-Tadamasa"s certainly samurai though he"s been a barbarian priest for twenty years. Our Master"s wisely made this compromise." Uraga-noh-Tadamasa"s certainly samurai though he"s been a barbarian priest for twenty years. Our Master"s wisely made this compromise."
"What"s going to happen to him?"
"I"m to hand him over to Lord Hiro-matsu. Maybe he"ll be sent back to his uncle for judgment, maybe he"ll stay with us. I only obey orders, Tsukku-san."
Father Alvito went to speak with Joseph but Yoshinaka had stopped him politely. "So sorry, but my Master also ordered him kept to himself. Away from everyone. Particularly Christians. Until Lord Harima gives a judgment, my Master said. Uraga-san"s Lord Harima"s va.s.sal, neh? neh? Lord Harima"s Christian too. Lord Harima"s Christian too. Neh? Neh? Lord Toranaga says a Christian Lord Toranaga says a Christian daimyo daimyo should deal with the Christian renegade. After all, Lord Harima"s his uncle and leader of the house and it was he who ordered him into your keeping in the first place." should deal with the Christian renegade. After all, Lord Harima"s his uncle and leader of the house and it was he who ordered him into your keeping in the first place."
Though it was forbidden, Alvito had tried again that night to talk to Joseph privately, to beg him to withdraw his sacrilege and kneel in penance to the Father-Visitor, but the youth had coldly walked away, without listening, and after that, Joseph was always sent far ahead.
Somehow, Holy Madonna, we"ve got to bring him back to the mercy of G.o.d, Alvito thought in anguish. What can I do? Perhaps the Father-Visitor will know how to handle Joseph. Yes, and he"ll know what to do about Toranaga"s incredible decision to submit, which in their secret conferences they had discarded as an impossibility. "No-that"s totally against Toranaga"s character," dell"Aqua had said. "He"ll go to war. When the rains cease, perhaps before, if he can get Zataki to recant and betray Ishido. My forecast is he"ll wait as long as he can and try to force Ishido to make the first move-his usual waiting game. Whatever happens, so long as Kiyama and Onoshi support Ishido and Osaka, the Kwanto will be overrun and Toranaga destroyed."
"And Kiyama and Onoshi? They"ll keep their enmity buried, for the common good?"
"Yes. They"re totally convinced a Toranaga victory would be the Holy Church"s death knell. Now that Harima will side with Ishido, I"m afraid Toranaga"s a broken dream."
Civil war again, Alvito thought. Brother against brother, father against son, village against village. Anjiro ready to revolt, armed with stolen muskets, so Uo the fisherman had whispered. And the other frightening news: a secret Musket Regiment almost ready! A modern, European-style cavalry unit of more than two thousand muskets, adapted to j.a.panese warfare. Oh, Madonna, protect the faithful and curse that heretic....
Such a pity Blackthorne is twisted and mind-deformed. He could be such a valuable ally. I never would have thought that but it"s true. He"s incredibly wise in the ways of the sea and the world. Brave and cunning, honest within his heresy, straight and guileless. Never needs to be told something twice, his memory astonishing. He"s taught me so much about the world. And about himself. Is that wrong, Alvito wondered sadly as he turned to wave at Mariko a last time. Is it wrong to learn about your enemy, and in return, to teach? No. Is it wrong to turn a blind eye to mortal sin?
Three days out from Yokose, Brother Michael"s observation had shattered him.
"You believe they"re lovers?"
"What is G.o.d but love? Isn"t that the Lord Jesus" word?" Michael had replied. "I only mentioned I saw their eyes touching each other and that it was so beautiful to see. About their bodies I don"t know, Father, and in truth I don"t care. Their souls touch and I seem to be more aware of G.o.d because of it."
"You must be mistaken about them. She"d never do that! It"s against her whole heritage, against her law and the law of G.o.d. She"s a devout Christian. She knows adultery"s a hideous sin."
"Yes, that is what we teach. But her marriage was Shinto, not consecrated before the Lord our G.o.d, so is it adultery?"
"Do you also question the Word? Are you infected by Joseph"s heresy?"
"No, Father, please excuse me, never the Word. Only what man has made of it."
From then on he had watched more closely. Clearly the man and woman liked each other greatly. Why shouldn"t they? Nothing wrong in that! Constantly thrown together, each learning from the other, the woman ordered to put away her religion, the man having none, or only a patina of the Lutheran heresy as dell"Aqua had said was true of all Englishmen. Both strong, vital people, however ill-matched.
At confession she said nothing. He did not press her. Her eyes told him nothing and everything, but never was there anything real to judge. He could hear himself explaining to dell"Aqua, "Michael must have been mistaken, Eminence."
"But did she commit adultery? Was there any proof?"
"Thankfully, no proof."
Alvito reined in and turned back momentarily. He saw her standing on the slight rise, the Pilot talking to Yoshinaka, the old madam and her painted wh.o.r.e lying in their palanquin. He was tormented by the fanatic zeal welling up inside him. For the first time he dared to ask, Have you wh.o.r.ed with the Pilot, Mariko-san? Has the heretic d.a.m.ned your soul for all eternity? You, who were chosen in life to be a nun and probably our first native abbess? Are you living in foul sin, unconfessed, desecrated, hiding your sacrilege from your confessor, and thus are you too befouled before G.o.d?
He saw her wave. This time he did not acknowledge it but turned his back, jabbed his spurs into his horse"s flanks, and hurried away.
That night their sleep was disturbed.
"What is it, my love?"
"Nothing, Mariko-chan. Go back to sleep."
But she did not. Nor did he. Long before she had to, she slipped back into her own room, and he got up and sat in the courtyard studying the dictionary under candlelight until dawn. When the sun came and the day warmed, their night cares vanished and they continued their journey peacefully. Soon they reached the great trunk road, the Tokaid, just east of Mishima, and travelers became more numerous. The vast majority were, as always, on foot, their belongings on their backs. There were a few pack horses on the road and no carriages at all.
"Oh, carriage-that"s something with wheels, neh? neh? They"re of no use in j.a.pan, Anjin-san. Our roads are too steep and always crisscrossed with rivers and streams. Wheels would also ruin the surface of the roads, so they are forbidden to everyone except the Emperor, and he travels only a few cermonial They"re of no use in j.a.pan, Anjin-san. Our roads are too steep and always crisscrossed with rivers and streams. Wheels would also ruin the surface of the roads, so they are forbidden to everyone except the Emperor, and he travels only a few cermonial ri ri in Kyoto on a special road. We don"t need wheels. How can you carry vehicles over a river or stream-and there are too many, far too many to bridge. There are perhaps sixty streams to cross between here and Yedo, Anjin-san. How many have we already had to cross? Dozens, in Kyoto on a special road. We don"t need wheels. How can you carry vehicles over a river or stream-and there are too many, far too many to bridge. There are perhaps sixty streams to cross between here and Yedo, Anjin-san. How many have we already had to cross? Dozens, neh? neh? No, we all walk or ride horseback. Of course horses and palanquins particularly are allowed only for important persons, No, we all walk or ride horseback. Of course horses and palanquins particularly are allowed only for important persons, daimyos daimyos and samurai, and not even all samurai." and samurai, and not even all samurai."
"What? Even if you can afford one you can"t hire one?"
"Not unless you"ve the correct rank, Anjin-san. That"s very wise, don"t you think? Doctors and the very old can travel by horse or palanquin, or the very sick, if they get permission in writing from their liege lord. Palanquins or horses wouldn"t be right for peasants and commoners, Anjin-san. That could teach them lazy habits, neh? neh? It"s much more healthy for them to walk." It"s much more healthy for them to walk."
"Also it keeps them in their place. Neh?" Neh?"
"Oh, yes. But that all makes for peace and orderliness and wa wa. Only merchants have money to waste, and what are they but parasites who create nothing, grow nothing, make nothing but feed off another"s labor? Definitely they they should all walk, should all walk, neh? neh? In this we are very wise." In this we are very wise."
"I"ve never seen so many people on the move," Blackthorne said.
"Oh, this is nothing. Wait till we get nearer Yedo. We adore to travel, Anjin-san, but rarely alone. We like to travel in groups."
But the crowds did not inhibit their progress. The Toranaga cipher that their standards carried, Toda Mariko"s personal rank, and the brusque efficiency of Akira Yoshinaka and the runners he sent ahead to proclaim who followed, ensured the best private rooms every night at the best inn, and an uninterrupted pa.s.sage. All other travelers and samurai quickly stood aside and bowed very low, waiting until they had pa.s.sed.
"Do they all have to stop and kneel like that to everyone?"
"Oh, no, Anjin-san. Only to daimyos daimyos and important persons. And to most samurai-yes, that would be a very wise practice for any commoner. It"s polite to do so, Anjin-san, and necessary, and important persons. And to most samurai-yes, that would be a very wise practice for any commoner. It"s polite to do so, Anjin-san, and necessary, neh? neh? Unless the common people respect the samurai and themselves, how can the law be upheld and the realm be governed? Then too, it"s the same for everyone. We stopped and bowed and allowed the Imperial messenger to pa.s.s, didn"t we? Everyone must be polite, Unless the common people respect the samurai and themselves, how can the law be upheld and the realm be governed? Then too, it"s the same for everyone. We stopped and bowed and allowed the Imperial messenger to pa.s.s, didn"t we? Everyone must be polite, neh? neh? Lesser Lesser daimyos daimyos have to dismount and bow to more important ones. Ritual governs our lives, but the realm is obedient." have to dismount and bow to more important ones. Ritual governs our lives, but the realm is obedient."
"Say two daimyos daimyos are equal and they meet?" are equal and they meet?"
"Then both would dismount and bow equally and go their separate ways."
"Say Lord Toranaga and General Ishido met?" Mariko turned smoothly to Latin. "Who are they, Anjin-san? Those names I know not, not today, not between thee and me."
"Thou art correct. Please excuse me."
"Listen, my love, let us make a promise that if the Madonna smiles on us and we escape from Mishima, only at Yedo, at First Bridge, only when it is completely forced upon us let us leave our private world. Please?"
"What special danger"s in Mishima?"
"There our Captain must submit a report to the Lord Hiro-matsu. There I must see him also. He is a wise man, very vigilant. It would be easy for us to be betrayed."
"We have been cautious. Let us pet.i.tion G.o.d that thy fears are without merit."
"For myself I am not concerned-only for thee."
"And I for thee."
"Then do we promise, one to another, to stay within our private world?"