The Hidden Force: A Story of Modern JavaCouperus, Louis
History
The Hidden Force: A Story of Modern Java
Couperus, Louis
Java (Indonesia) -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
There was a painful silence. To what degree the resident's movement in
upsetting the glass was justified would always remain a problem. He
would never know. But he wished to show the princess that, when
coming here, he was prepared for anything, before their conversation,
and that, after this conversation, he meant to trust her utterly and
completely, not only in respect of the drink which she offered him,
but next day, at the council, where he and his officials would appear
unarmed, and in respect of her influence for good, which would bring
peace and tranquillity to the people. And, as though to show him that
she understood him and that his confidence would be wholly justified,
she rose and whispered a few words to an attendant whom she had
beckoned to her. The Javanese disappeared and soon returned, crouching
all the way through the front-verandah and carrying a long object in a
yellow case. The princess took it from him and handed it to Sunario,
who took a walking-stick from the yellow silk case and offered it to
the resident as a token of their fraternal friendship. Van Oudijck
accepted it, understanding the symbol. For the yellow silk case was
of the colour and the material of authority, yellow or gold and silk;
the stick was of a wood that serves as a protection against snake-bites
and ill-luck; and the heavy knob was wrought of the metal of authority,
gold, in the form of the ancient sultan's crown. This stick, offered
at such a moment, signified that the Adiningrats submitted anew and
that Van Oudijck could trust them.
And, when he took his leave, he felt very proud and esteemed himself
highly. For by exercising tact, diplomacy and knowledge of the Javanese
he had won; he would have allayed the rebellion merely by words. That
would be a fact.
That was so, that would be so: a fact. On that first evening of the
public fair, lighted gaily with a hundred paraffin-lamps, scented
alluringly with the trailing odours of cooking food, full of the motley
whirl of the holiday-making populace, that first evening was wholly
given up to rejoicing; and the people discussed with one another the
long and friendly visit which the resident had paid to the regent and
his mother; for they had seen the carriage with the umbrella waiting
a long time in the drive and the regent's attendants had told of the
present of the walking-stick.
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