The Usurper: An Episode in Japanese HistoryGautier, Judith
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The Usurper: An Episode in Japanese History
Gautier, Judith
French fiction -- Translations into English; Japan -- History -- Fiction
The people hung upon his words in profound silence; and yet they all
knew that no one could unravel the sense of them. For such is the
mission of this individual: he is to speak without being understood. If
any one discover the true meaning of what he reads from his roll, he
has missed his object. Still, he is to read the text literally, without
skipping a word, or adding a syllable. The paper contains an outline of
the piece to be played, the names of the characters, the actors, and
the scene of action. The herald, by clipping his words and phrases,
by uniting things that should be divided; by pausing where there is
no pause, managed to mar his test completely, to make absurd mistakes
and ridiculous jokes, at which the public laughed till the tears ran
down their cheeks. Still they listened; they tried to guess the true
meaning. But the speaker was clever: he withdrew, leaving no one a whit
the wiser.
When he had disappeared, noisy strains of music sounded behind the
scenes, and the curtain rose.
The scene represented an elegant apartment with a large window opening
upon a country landscape; rich screens, a bed,--that is, a velvet
mattress,--and a number of cushions, furnished the chamber.
The audience at once recognized the scenery of one of the most popular
plays in the repertory of the theatre.
"It's the third act of the Vampire!" was whispered on every hand.
Only this one act of the Vampire, which is the best and most dramatic,
was given. The public expressed their satisfaction by a prolonged
murmur, and the curtain fell.
During the intermission most of the audience left the hall, and stormed
the adjoining tea-house. There the morning meal was served, or merely
warm drinks and a few dainties, amidst an indescribable tumult and
confusion. Every one expressed his opinion of the merits of the play
just witnessed, and of the actors' skill. Their gestures, their cries
and contortions, were imitated. Some attempted to repeat their capers,
to the great amusement of the spectators; others played chess, morra,
or dice.
The wait was a long one. The lads who took the part of women in the
first piece were to appear in the second as well; they must have time
to rest, take a bath, and change their dresses. But the time passed
pleasantly; people ate, smoked, and laughed, and then flocked merrily
back to the theatre.
The appearance of the hall was entirely different; all the ladies in
the boxes had changed their dresses, the new ones being still more
gorgeous than the first.
All eyes were bent on Yodogimi, eager to see how she could contrive
a second toilet worthy of that which had so recently dazzled all
beholders. Again they were mute with surprise. She seemed clothed
in jewels and woven flames; her robe was one mass of humming-bird
feathers, which flashed like sapphires, rubies, emeralds, and burning
coals. Those living gems had been slaughtered whole-sale to form an
ample garment, which cost the price of a castle.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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