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Dozo? Naga said, puzzled.

The man made it like a half-drowned cat. Never again would he act self-important in front of his master. His fellows cheered and the men on the beach were rolling in the sand with laughter, those who could swim. .

Today I will, tomorrow no. Swim out to ship - untie this rope.

What? Oh, so sorry, Sire, please excuse me for offending you.

Since that dawn on the beach with Toranaga, Mariko's letter in his hands, the cannon discovered so soon afterward, there had not been enough hours in the day. He had drawn beginning plans and made and remade lists and changed plans and very carefully offered up lists of men and materials needed, not wanting any mistakes. And after the day, he worked at the dictionary long into the night to learn the new words he would need to tell the craftsmen what he wanted, to find out what they had already and could do already. Many times, in desperation, he had wanted to ask the priest to help but he knew there was no help there now, that their enmity was inexorably fixed.

Very good, Anjin-san, Naga said. Very wise. He laughed again, then said, Please, I send men for bamboo. For raft, neh? Tomorrow try to get all here.

The man made it like a half-drowned cat. Never again would he act self-important in front of his master. His fellows cheered and the men on the beach were rolling in the sand with laughter, those who could swim. .

More pull today?

Hipparuuuuuuuu

Good afternoon, Blackthorne said, going over to Alvito. The priest looked drawn but there was friendliness in his face, as there had been before their violent quarrel outside Mishima. Blackthorne's caution increased.

No, not at all.

Blackthorne noticed this and he pointed a finger at one. Where are your manners?

No, not at all.

No, thank you, Naga-san, Blackthorne said. All finish here today. Please excuse me a moment. He went to get his clothes and swords but his men brought them to him quickly. Unhurriedly, he dressed and stuck his swords in his sash.

Dozo? Naga said, puzzled.

Hipparuuuuuuuu

I'll have to buoy it, then the tide'll do the work and lift it, he said aloud in English.

I'll have to buoy it, then the tide'll do the work and lift it, he said aloud in English.

Again the samurai strained against the hold of the sand and the sea, then a chant sprang up and they tugged in unison. The wreck shifted a fraction and they redoubled their efforts, then it jerked loose and they sprawled in the sand. They picked themselves up, laughing, congratulating themselves, and leaned on the ropes again. But now the wreck was stuck firm once more.

Now it was silent on the beach and Blackthorne knew all were waiting to see what would happen. He was furious with himself, for an order was an order and involuntarily he had given a death sentence that was not merited this time. He thought a moment. Toranaga-sama's orders, all men learn swim. Neh? All my vassals swim within thirty days. Better swim in thirty days. You, in water - get first lesson now.

And to you, Captain-Pilot. I'm leaving this morning. I just wanted to talk a moment. Do you mind?

And to you, Captain-Pilot. I'm leaving this morning. I just wanted to talk a moment. Do you mind?

Hipparuuuuuuuu

Ah, gomen nasai, Naga-san. With signs and pictures in the sand he explained, damning his lack of words, how to make a raft and tie it to the spines at low tide; then the next high tide would float the wreck and they could pull it ashore and beach it. At the next low tide it would be easy to manage because they would have laid rollers for it to rest on.

I'll have to buoy it, then the tide'll do the work and lift it, he said aloud in English.

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