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. He is glib of tongue, and rubbing his legs and
hips, he goes home murmuring.
It is past the hour of the boar[2] when all are asleep in the
neighbouring houses, which are invisible in the gloom of the
clouded moon. Several policemen make for Gihei’s house; they
carry truncheons, cords, and dark lanterns. Hiding the
light, they proceed warily; they summon a servant who
appears to be their spy and whisper to him. He nods, and
hurriedly raps at the door.
GIHEI. Who is it? Who is it?
SPY. I am the skipper of the large ship who came in the
evening. There is a mistake in the reckoning of the freight.
Please, open the door.
GIHEI. What a fuss you make! I suppose it is some trifling
difference. Come to-morrow.
SPY. No, the ship is to leave to-night; but unless you
settle the account, I cannot set sail.
RECITATIVE. Gihei fears his loud voice will be heard in the
neighbourhood, and he rises and without any suspicion, opens
the door, when he is instantly surrounded.
POLICEMEN. We have caught you. Don’t move, we command in the
name of the Government.
GIHEI. What is it?
RECITATIVE. He looks around him.
POLICEMEN. What, do you ask why, you rascal? As you have, at
the request of Enya Hangwan’s retainer, Oboshi Yuranosuke,
purchased weapons and equipages and sent them by sea to
Kamakura, we have been ordered to seize you at once and
torture you into confession. You cannot escape. Here, tie
his arms behind.
GIHEI. Such accusation is most unexpected. I have never done
anything of the kind. You have probably mistaken your man.
POLICEMEN. Hold your tongue. We have a proof which you
cannot dispute. Here, servants, bring it in.
RECITATIVE. The servants bring in the long box packed in
straw matting which he shipped this evening. Upon seeing it,
Gihei feels his heart palpitate with apprehension.
POLICEMEN. There, don’t let him move.
RECITATIVE. They cut the ropes and are about to open the box
when Gidayu breaks
[Illustration: Gihei sitting on a shipping box]
loose and, kicking away the servants, he jumps and sits upon
the lid.
GIHEI. You are too heedless. In this box are various wares
and private articles which were ordered by the consort of a
certain _daimyo_. As her name is marked on every one of
them, the name of this great family will become known if you
open the box; and if you see it, your own lives may be in
danger.
POLICEMAN. This grows more and more suspicious. He will not
readily confess. Come, let us do as we agreed.
SECOND POLICEMAN. Yes, we will.
RECITATIVE. He runs into an inner room and brings out
Gihei’s only son, Yoshimatsu.
POLICEMAN. Now, Gihei, be the contents of the box what they
may, you have joined the league of Enya’s _ronin_ and are,
no doubt, fully acquainted with the secrets of their plot
against Moronao’s life. Confess all you know; if you refuse,
see, we will instantly do thus to your son.
RECITATIVE. The bare blade is pointed at the child’s throat;
but startled though he be, Gihei looks unmoved.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account