in some noble household; but he could not imagine to what place he had been
conducted. Little time was allowed him for
conjecture. After he had been
helped to mount several stone steps, upon the last of which he was told to
leave his sandals, a woman's hand guided him along
interminable reaches of
polished planking, and round pillared angles too many to remember, and over
widths
amazing of matted floor,-- into the middle of some vast apartment.
There he thought that many great people were assembled: the sound of the
rustling of silk was like the sound of leaves in a forest. He heard also a
great humming of voices,-- talking in undertones; and the speech was the
speech of courts.
Hoichi was told to put himself at ease, and he found a kneeling-cushion
ready for him. After having taken his place upon it, and tuned his
instrument, the voice of a woman -- whom he divined to be the Rojo, or
matron in
charge of the
female service -- addressed him, saying,--
"It is now required that the history of the Heike be
recited, to the
accompaniment of the biwa."
Now the entire
recital would have required a time of many nights:
therefore Hoichi ventured a question:--
"As the whole of the story is not soon told, what
portion is it
augustly
desired that I now
recite?"
The woman's voice made answer:--
"Recite the story of the battle at Dan-no-ura,-- for the pity of it is the
most deep." [5]
Then Hoichi lifted up his voice, and chanted the chant of the fight on the
bitter sea,--
wonderfully making his biwa to sound like the straining of
oars and the rushing of ships, the whirr and the hissing of arrows, the
shouting and trampling of men, the crashing of steel upon helmets, the
plunging of slain in the flood. And to left and right of him, in the pauses
of his playing, he could hear voices murmuring praise: "How
marvelous an
artist!" -- "Never in our own
province was playing heard like this!" --
"Not in all the empire is there another
singer like Hoichi!" Then fresh
courage came to him, and he played and sang yet better than before; and a
hush of wonder deepened about him. But when at last he came to tell the
fate of the fair and helpless,-- the piteous perishing of the women and
children,-- and the death-leap of Nii-no-Ama, with the
imperialinfant in
her arms,-- then all the listeners uttered together one long, long
shuddering cry of
anguish; and
thereafter they wept and wailed so loudly
and so wildly that the blind man was frightened by the
violence and grief
that he had made. For much time the sobbing and the wailing continued. But
gradually the sounds of
lamentation died away; and again, in the great
stillness that followed, Hoichi heard the voice of the woman whom he
supposed to be the Rojo.
She said:--
"Although we had been
assured that you were a very
skillfulplayer upon
the biwa, and without an equal in recitative, we did not know that any one
could be so
skillful as you have proved yourself to-night. Our lord has
been pleased to say that he intends to
bestow upon you a
fitting reward.
But he desires that you shall perform before him once every night for the
next six nights -- after which time he will probably make his
augustreturn-journey. To-morrow night,
therefore, you are to come here at the
same hour. The retainer who to-night conducted you will be sent for you...
There is another matter about which I have been ordered to inform you. It
is required that you shall speak to no one of your visits here, during the
time of our lord's
augustsojourn at Akamagaseki. As he is traveling
incognito, [6] he commands that no mention of these things be made... You
are now free to go back to your
temple."
After Hoichi had duly expressed his thanks, a woman's hand conducted him
to the entrance of the house, where the same retainer, who had before
guided him, was
waiting to take him home. The retainer led him to the
verandah at the rear of the
temple, and there bade him farewell.
It was almost dawn when Hoichi returned; but his
absence from the
templehad not been observed,-- as the
priest, coming back at a very late hour,
had
supposed him asleep. During the day Hoichi was able to take some rest;
and he said nothing about his strange adventure. In the middle of the
following night the samurai again came for him, and led him to the
augustassembly, where he gave another recitation with the same success that had
attended his
previousperformance. But during this second visit his
absencefrom the
temple was
accidentally discovered; and after his return in the
morning he was summoned to the presence of the
priest, who said to him, in
a tone of kindly reproach:--
"We have been very
anxious about you, friend Hoichi. To go out, blind and
alone, at so late an hour, is dangerous. Why did you go without telling us?
I could have ordered a servant to accompany you. And where have you been?"
Hoichi answered, evasively,--
"Pardon me kind friend! I had to attend to some private business; and I
could not arrange the matter at any other hour."
The
priest was surprised, rather than pained, by Hoichi's reticence: he
felt it to be
unnatural, and suspected something wrong. He feared that the
blind lad had been bewitched or deluded by some evil spirits. He did not
ask any more questions; but he
privately instructed the men-servants of the
temple to keep watch upon Hoichi's movements, and to follow him in case
that he should again leave the
temple after dark.
On the very next night, Hoichi was seen to leave the
temple; and the
servants immediately lighted their
lanterns, and followed after him. But it
was a rainy night, and very dark; and before the
temple-folks could get to
the
roadway, Hoichi had disappeared. Evidently he had walked very fast,-- a
strange thing,
considering his
blindness; for the road was in a bad
condition. The men
hurried through the streets, making inquiries at every
house which Hoichi was accustomed to visit; but nobody could give them any
news of him. At last, as they were returning to the
temple by way of the
shore, they were startled by the sound of a biwa,
furiously played, in the
cemetery of the Amidaji. Except for some
ghostly fires -- such as usually
flitted there on dark nights -- all was
blackness in that direction. But
the men at once hastened to the
cemetery; and there, by the help of their
lanterns, they discovered Hoichi,-- sitting alone in the rain before the
memorial tomb of Antoku Tenno, making his biwa
resound, and loudly chanting
the chant of the battle of Dan-no-ura. And behind him, and about him, and
everywhere above the tombs, the fires of the dead were burning, like
candles. Never before had so great a host of Oni-bi appeared in the sight
of
mortal man...
"Hoichi San! -- Hoichi San!" the servants cried,-- "you are bewitched!...
Hoichi San!"
But the blind man did not seem to hear. Strenuously he made his biwa to
rattle and ring and clang; -- more and more wildly he chanted the chant of
the battle of Dan-no-ura. They caught hold of him; -- they shouted into his
ear,--
"Hoichi San! -- Hoichi San! -- come home with us at once!"
Reprovingly he spoke to them:--
"To
interrupt me in such a manner, before this
augustassembly, will not
be tolerated."
Whereat, in spite of the weirdness of the thing, the servants could not
help laughing. Sure that he had been bewitched, they now seized him, and
pulled him up on his feet, and by main force
hurried him back to the
temple,-- where he was immediately relieved of his wet clothes, by order of
the
priest. Then the
priest insisted upon a full
explanation of his
friend's
astonishing behavior.
Hoichi long hesitated to speak. But at last,
finding that his conduct had
really alarmed and angered the good
priest, he
decided to
abandon his
reserve; and he
related everything that had happened from the time of first
visit of the samurai.
The
priest said:--
"Hoichi, my poor friend, you are now in great danger! How
unfortunate that
you did not tell me all this before! Your wonderful skill in music has
indeed brought you into strange trouble. By this time you must be aware
that you have not been visiting any house
whatever, but have been passing
your nights in the
cemetery, among the tombs of the Heike; -- and it was