"Come out, my fellow, or I shall cut you down," threatened he, grasping
the hilt of his sword and turning upon the ruffian, to that one's very
great surprise.
"My clothes are a warning; I am empty, and without shelter--yet can
serve you," said the eta, stepping forth, with a big bundle tied fast at
his back.
"Ha, ha; etas would serve lords, and lords, their doom, in these
times--how would you set about making me happy; Shibata is far away by
this time, villain?" sighed Ieyasu.
"Ah-ha-a--I nearly lost my tongue--to do that it would be necessary for
you and me to change places."
"For how long, innocent thing?"
"Till Yodogima rights us."
Ieyasu sprang to the ground; the name of his love on such lips were
more than he could bear without a vengeance. The occasion for such
intelligence for the moment unnerved him, and no sooner had he raised
sword to strike than his fellow straightened up, removing a mask,
whereat Ieyasu gasped:
"Sakuma!"
"Yes; it is he; lend me your horse and I shall do you the service."
"Very well--but the bundle: what about that?"
"Oh, yes; if you like, you may hold it till Shibata returns; he shall
want to see it, and Hideyoshi rightly trusts me; it's a good security."
Ieyasu knew his man and believed him true; hence carefully closed the
sack and himself tied up the end--it seemed a gruesome task, but
Yodogima were worth any price imposed; so he shouldered the bag and once
again made his way toward his friend, Maeda's house, for were his
accomplice successful at informing Shibata, and could the determined
father but see that face once more, there remained no doubt in his mind
as to what the outcome should be.
Nor was Hideyoshi any the less advised, or conscious, or alert, as to
probable results; in the absence of Ieyasu he had run in upon
Maeda--also his friend--knocking hard upon the door with his cutlass and
calling out:
"Mataza, Mataza!" (Maeda's given name.)
Maeda welcomed him, and as they stood chatting about an alliance,
wherefore especially the visitor had called, Ieyasu came trudging in.
"What unsightly thing have you there, Ieyasu?" inquired the host,
withal reassuringly, if somewhat suspiciously, considering the identity
of their newest guest.
Ieyasu carefully set the bundle upon a convenient bench, and would of
his own will, under the circumstances, have made short work of Hideyoshi
had not the offence been unpardonable to any host, much more so with
Maeda, whom they both respected as well as courted.
Hideyoshi appeared to be not at all disturbed, though he scanned
carefully the bag and may have remembered seeing it before, and as much
as fairly guessed its contents.
"A fox, I reckon," ventured Hideyoshi, by way of compromise; "they are
plentiful in these parts, so I am told. Where did you get it, Ieyasu,
and is it a whole one, or only the head? Come; out with it, and I'll
stand sponsor."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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