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I realized there was someone using one of the Tribe skills to hide their presence. He was ahead of me and upwind, so I don’t think he saw me. But it worried me. Why would he be here? He rarely comes this far to the West. I am afraid he is watching me. I have aroused his suspicions in some way. I should not go to Hagi, for I will give away my friendship with Lord Shigeru, and if the Tribe find out…”

“Please go!” Naomi begged her. “I will write to him now. I will be quick; I won’t delay you.”

“I should not carry letters,” Shizuka said. “It is too dangerous. Tell me your message. If I think it is safe-not only for me but for us all-I will try to see Lord Shigeru before summer.”

“Sachie, prepare tea for Shizuka while I sit for a few moments and think of what I want to say,” Naomi requested, but before Sachie could move, Mari called quietly from the doorway.

“Lady Maruyama, Harada Tomasu has something to tell you. May I bring him here?”

Shizuka had gone still. “Who is Harada?” she whispered.

“He was one of Shigeru’s retainers,” Naomi replied. “You have nothing to fear from him.” Harada was the former Otori warrior who had once taken a message from her to Shigeru and had arranged their first meeting. She held him in great affection for that reason, and also because she had spoken to him many times about his beliefs. “Can he have brought a message from Hagi?” Her hands were trembling against the delicate pottery of the tea bowl, sending tiny ripples across the surface of the tea.

She called to Mari. “Yes, bring him at once.”

Mari bowed and left, and returned after a little while with Harada.

Naomi greeted the one-eyed man warmly. He looked thinner and more spare, as though the fire of his conviction was consuming him from within.

“Lady Maruyama, I feel I must go to Hagi and see Lord Otori.”

“What has happened?” she said with some alarm.

“I have had no news of Lord Otori for months,” he replied. “As far as I know, he is well. But I have a strong feeling I should take some information I’ve heard recently to him.”

“Can you tell me what it is?”

“There is a peddler who travels from Inuyama; he has been to Hagi often too. He is one of us and brings news of our people from the East and the Middle Country. The year before last, for the first time he went beyond the capital into the mountains-he will return there this summer. He let slip that there is a boy there who looks like one of the Otori.”

She stared at him, puzzled. “What do you mean?”

“It may be nothing important. An illegitimate son…?”

“Lord Shigeru’s?” she said in a forced voice.

“No, no, I would not suggest that. The boy must be fifteen or sixteen, nearly fully grown. But from the Otori, definitely.” His voice trailed away. “I am making too much of it: I thought Lord Shigeru would like to know.”

Shizuka had been kneeling quietly to one side. Now she said, “Lady Maruyama, may I ask this man a question?”

Naomi nodded, grateful for the interruption. He is too old to be Shigeru’s son, she was thinking in a mixture of relief and disappointment. But maybe they are related in some way.

“Did he notice anything else?” Shizuka said, her voice compelling. “He speaks of a facial likeness, no doubt. Did he see the boy’s hands?”

Harada stared at her. “As a matter of fact, he did.” He glanced at Naomi and said, “Lady Maruyama?”

“You may speak in front of her,” Naomi said.

“He noticed them because the boy is one of us, one of the Hidden,” Harada said quietly. “But he wanted to hold the sword. And his hands were marked across the palm.”

“Like mine?” Shizuka said, holding out her hands palm upward.

“I suppose so,” Haruda said. “The peddler took a liking to the family, and now he is worried about them. So many of us are dying in the East.”

They all stared at Shizuka’s hands, at the straight line that almost seemed to cut the palm in half.

“What does it mean?” Naomi asked.

“It means I have to go to Hagi at once,” Shizuka replied, “no matter how dangerous it is, and inform Lord Shigeru. You need not go,” she told Harada. “I must go! I must tell him this!”

The idea came to Naomi that she would present him with this boy; it seemed like a gift, to replace the child she had had to kill. She saw the hand of God in it. This was the message Shizuka must take for her. Amazed and grateful, she rose to her feet.

“Yes, you must go to Hagi and tell Lord Otori. You must go at once.”

46

Shigeru’s days were spent in overseeing his estate-the sesame crop had indeed proved successful-and his nights in sorting out the information Shizuka brought him about the Tribe. Chiyo had long since decided she was a woman from the pleasure district and approved wholeheartedly, while at the same time appreciating the need for secrecy and for the visits to be kept from Shigeru’s mother. She made sure they were left alone.

For years Shigeru had been leading many different lives, all separate from each other, all kept secret from each other. He developed a liking for deception, his whole life a series of pretences, a game that he knew he played with flair and skill. The tragedies of his life had hardened him-not to make him less compassionate toward others but certainly toward himself, leading him to a detachment from self-concern that gave him a sense of freedom. There was no trace of self-pity in his nature. Many people wanted him dead, but he would not succumb to their malevolence or take on their hatred. He embraced life more wholeheartedly and took pleasure in all its joys. Fate could be said to have dealt with him harshly, but he did not

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