Captain June
Copyright© 2024 by Alice Caldwell Hegan Rice
Chapter 9
How long June slept there he did not know, but he was awakened by someone shaking his arm and holding a paper lantern close to his face. When he got his eyes open he found that it was a jinrikisha man and that he was talking to him in Japanese.
“Where’s Seki?” June asked, looking about him in bewilderment.
The man shook his head and continued to talk excitedly in Japanese.
“I want to go to Monsieur Carré’s,” said June very loud as if that would help the man to understand.
“Wakarimasen,” said the man.
“Monsieur Carré!” shouted June, and again the man shook his head and said, “Wakarimasen.”
Over and over June repeated “Monsieur Carré,” and pointed down the moonlit road. Finally in desperation he scrambled from his perch and seizing a stick thrust it under his arm like a crutch, then he humped his shoulders, drew down his brows, and limped along saying with a groan, “Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu!” as he had heard Monsieur say it.
In an instant the man clapped his hands and laughed. “Hai, Hai,” he said and when the jinrikisha was wheeled about and June was invited to get in, you may be sure he lost no time in doing so. He even forgot to give a good-by look to Jizo, who sat smiling out into the moonlight with the little pebbles on his head.
It was a wonderful ride, through the soft shiny darkness, with only the pitter patter of the kurumaya’s sandals to break the silence. June, curled up on the seat, was not thinking of poor Seki San and her anxiety concerning him, neither was he thinking of the mother and father who would soon be coming to him over the sea, nor of Monsieur with the guard at his door. He was wondering if the stars were the moon’s children, and who woke the sun up in the morning.
And all the time a light at the foot of the hill was getting closer and closer, and before he knew it, they had stopped at the little brown house where the windows peeped through the vines.
A voice spoke sharply in the darkness and before June could get down a man in uniform with a star on his breast, stopped him. The jinrikisha man seemed to be explaining and the soldier to be asking questions, and while they talked June sat very still with his heart beating furiously against the long envelope in his blouse.
He was just as frightened as he had been back in the woods when the hob-goblins were after him, only it was different. Then he cried and ran away, now he was not thinking of himself at all, but of Monsieur who might have to go to prison and die if he should fail to get the papers to him.
After what seemed to him hours of time, the guard evidently came to the conclusion that a sleepy little boy who had lost his way could do no harm, so he lifted him down and took him up the path.
June was too full of anxiety even to glance at the goldfish as he passed them. He walked straight up the path and into the room where Monsieur lay. On the bed was an old man who looked as if he might have been Monsieur’s father; his body seemed to have shrunk to half its size and his face was old and white and drawn. Only the eyes made June know that it was Monsieur himself, and the fierce startled look in them recalled the day he had stumbled over him in the Daimyo’s garden.
“I was coming to see you and I got lost,” began June, but Monsieur held up a warning hand.
“The guard will inform me in Japanese,” he said so coldly that June wondered if he were angry with him.
After a great deal of talk, the guard went away leaving June sitting half asleep on the floor with his head against the bed. In an instant Monsieur was leaning over him shaking his shoulder.
“Tell me!” he demanded, “tell me quickly why did you come?”
June rubbed his eyes and yawned; at first he could not remember, then it began to come back:
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