Geoffrey went out on to the veranda. The hotel having survived many hundreds of earthquake shocks, seemed unaware of what had happened. Far out to sea puffs of fire were dimly seen like the flashes of a battleship in action, where the island volcano of Oshima was emptying its wrath against the sky. There were hidden and unfamiliar powers in this strange country, of which Geoffrey and Asako had not yet taken account. Beneath a tall lamp-post on the lawn, round whose smooth waxy light scores of moths were flitting, stood the short stout figure of a Japanese, staring up at the hotel. "It looks like Tanaka," thought Geoffrey, "by Jove, it _is_ Tanaka!" They had definitely left their guide behind in Tokyo. Had Asako yielded at the last moment unable to dispense with her faithful squire? Or had he come of his own accord? and if so, why? These Japs were an unfathomable and exasperating people. Sure enough next morning it was Tanaka who brought the early tea. "Hello," said Geoffrey, "I thought you were in Tokyo." "Indeed," grinned the guide, "I am sorry for you. Perhaps I have commit great crime so to come. But I think and I think Ladyship not so well. Heart very anxious. Go to theatre, wish to make merry, but all the time heart very sad. I think I will take last train. I will turn like bad penny. Perhaps Lordship is angry." "No, not angry, Tanaka, just helpless. There was an earthquake last night?" "Not so bad _jishin_ (earth-shaking). Every twenty, thirty years one very big _jishin_ come. Last big _jishin_ Gifu _jishin_ twenty years before. Many thousand people killed. Japanese people say that beneath the earth is one big fish. When the fish move, the earth shake. Silly fabulous myth! Tanaka say, 'It is the will of God!'" The little man crossed himself devoutly. * * * * * A few minutes later there was a loud banging at the door, followed by Reggie's voice, shouting,-- "Are you coming down for a bath?" "Earthquakes are horrible things," commented Reggie, on their way to the sea. "Foreigners are supposed always to sleep through their first one. Their second they find an interesting experience; but the third and the fourth and the rest are a series of nervous shocks in increasing progression. It is like feeling God--but a wicked, cruel God! No wonder the Japanese are so fatalistic and so desperate. It is a case of 'Eat and drink, for to-morrow ye die.'" The morning sea was cold and bracing. The two friends did not remain in for long. When they were dried and dressed again, and when Geoffrey was for returning to breakfast, Reggie held him back. "Come and walk by the sea," he said, "I have something to tell you."