Chushingura; Or, The Treasury of Loyal RetainersTakeda, Izumo
History
Chushingura; Or, The Treasury of Loyal Retainers
Takeda, Izumo
Forty-seven Ronin -- Drama; Japan -- History -- Ako Vendetta, 1703 -- Drama
RECITATIVE. Yuranosuke looks around and, by the light of the
hanging lantern, he reads Lady Kaoyo’s letter which tells in
detail the enemy’s condition. Being a woman’s letter with
many redundant phrases he cannot read it quickly. Thinking
with envy that it is a letter from some loved woman, Okaru
looks down; but she cannot distinguish the characters in the
dim light. She thinks of her metal mirror; and bringing it
out, she reads the letter by its reflection. Little dreams
Yuranosuke, being no god, that
[Illustration: Yuranosuke reading a long letter; Kudayu
reads it hidden below the deck]
under the verandah Kudayu is reading the same letter by the
moonlight as it unrolls and hangs down. Okaru’s hair-pin
comes loose and falls on the ground. At the sound Yuranosuke
looks up and hides the letter behind him; under the verandah
Kudayu is still in smiles; and on the upper floor Okaru
conceals her mirror.
OKARU. Is it you, Master Yura?
YURANOSUKE. And you, Okaru? What are you doing there?
OKARU. You gave me so much to drink and I feel so dizzy that
I came here to cool myself in the breeze and drive away the
effects.
YURANOSUKE. Oh, Okaru, I have something to say to you. With
you over there, we are as if on the opposite sides of the
Milky Way[5] and I cannot speak to you from here. Will you not
come down for a moment?
OKARU. What you want to tell me, is it something you wish to
ask?
YURANOSUKE. Well, something of the sort.
OKARU. I will come round.
YURANOSUKE. No, no. If you go round by the stairs, the
waitresses will catch you and make you drink again.
OKARU. What shall I do?
YURANOSUKE. Oh, see, happily here is a nine-runged ladder.
Please, come down by it.
RECITATIVE. He leans it against the eaves of the lower
floor.
OKARU. This ladder is not of the ordinary make. Oh, I am
afraid. Somehow it looks dangerous.
YURANOSUKE. Never mind, never mind. In the old days you
might have been afraid or shrunk away from a ladder. But now
you are old enough to come down three steps at a time.
OKARU. Don’t talk foolishly. It feels like being in a boat;
I am afraid. If you will not keep quiet, I will not come
down.
YURANOSUKE. If you will not, I will bring you down.
OKARU. Oh, there you are again at your tricks!
YURANOSUKE. You are noisy as a little miss. I will catch you
from behind.
RECITATIVE. He catches her from behind and puts her on the
ground.
YURANOSUKE. Now, did you see anything?
OKARU. Oh, n-n-no.
YURANOSUKE. I am sure you saw.
OKARU. Yes, something that looked like an interesting
letter.
YURANOSUKE. Did you read it all from over there?
OKARU. Oh, how tiresome!
YURANOSUKE. Then your life is in danger.
OKARU. What are you talking of?
YURANOSUKE. What I am talking of, Okaru? Though it is a
stale thing to say, I am in love with you. Will you not be
my wife?
OKARU. Oh, stop. That is not true.
YURANOSUKE. Well, truth will not take root unless it comes
out of falsehood. Say you will be my wife.
OKARU. No, I will not.
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