ericlustbader.the ninja-第16节
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It was… not； he felt； a purely Chinese face。 This he derived not from any overt configuration of features but by the overall aspect。 There was； for instance； nothing classic about that face。 This the Colonel found utterly fascinating； not to mention charming。 It was oval； longer than it was full。 She had high cheekbones； very long almond…shaped eyes and a nose less flat than one might normally expect。 Her lips were wide and full and； with those eyes； were her most expressive features。 Later on； he would be able to tell any nuance of changing mood just by a glance at her lips。
Pi had pulled Cheong's long hair back from her face and； having first endeavored to do away with the ragged ends； had tied it tightly back with a red satin ribbon so that it hung down across one shoulder in a long ponytail； so thick and gleaming that the Colonel thought of her more at that moment as some mythical creature e to life。 She was； he felt； so densely oriental that it was if she were the living embodiment of that vast flat crowded land。
'How are you feeling？' He said this in Cantonese and； when he got no response； repeated the question in Mandarin。
Tine now。 Thank you；' she said； bowing。
It was the first time the Colonel had heard her speak and he was somewhat startled； never having heard such a beautiful and musical voice before。 She was tall； almost five…nine； with a figure as slender as a willow but as shapely as any man could wish for。
'It is most fortunate that I met you；' she said； her gaze directed at the floor。 She tried in vain to pronounce his last name。 'I am most ashamed；' she said； giving it up at last。 'Pi coached me all through the bath。 I am most humbly sorry。' 'Don't be；' the Colonel said。 'Call me Denis。' This she could manage； pronouncing the D sound in a way that had no analogue in the English language。 She repeated it twice then said； 'I shall not forget it； Denis。' By that time； the Colonel knew that he was going to marry her。
When the Colonel received the request by American courier via British liaison to join the American SCAP … the occupation forces … mand in Tokyo as an adviser to General Douglas MacArthur； the first thing he thought of was how he was going to tell Cheong。 There was no question of his not taking the assignment。 Already he found himself chafing to be in Tokyo。
It was early in 1946 and this part of the world was still reeling from the emotional fall…out caused by the explosions at Hiroshima and Nagasaki； the effect was incalculable； the ramifications endless。
He had been married to Cheong for four months and she was three months pregnant。 Still he had no second thoughts about abandoning Singapore； which he thought of as much his home as England ever was。 Beside the fact that he felt it was his duty to take the assignment at SCAP headquarters； he further understood quite keenly the plex problems that had developed within Japan since its unconditional surrender； ending the war； last year and he was eager to immerse himself in what MacArthur had called 'steering a bold new course for Japan'。
The Colonel deliberated only a moment before he called Danvers in and told him that he was leaving for the day； if anything important came up he could be reached at home。
He arrived at the house to find Cheong taking care of him personally； having shooed Pi away from the doorway at the first hint of the jeep turning into the driveway。
'You are home early today； Denis；' she said； smiling。
He climbed out of the Jeep； dismissed the driver。 'I suppose now you'll tell me that I'll be in the way of the servants' cleaning；' he said gruffly to her。
'Oh no；' she cried； linking her arm in his as they went up the stairs and into the house。 'Quite the opposite。 I've patted them on the behinds and told them to do the work in the kitchen that they have been putting off for oh…so…long。' They went down the hall and into his study where she poured him a drink。
'Ah；' he said； taking the chill glass from her。 'Have they done anything for which they should be punished？'
'Oh no。' She put her small hand to her mouth as if shocked by the notion。
He nodded； happy inside himself。 'Of course you'd tell me if that were the case； wouldn't you？'
'Not at all。' She indicated that he should sit in his favourite chair and when he was fortably settled within its soft embrace； his long legs stretched out on the carpet before him； one boot set over the other； she knelt at his side。 She wore a deep blue brocaded silk robe with a mandarin collar and wide bell sleeves。 Where she had obtained this rather remarkable garment the Colonel could not imagine and he had not the bad taste to ask her。 'That is none of your concern；' she continued。 'I am the mistress of this house。 Discipline is here my concern as it is yours downtown。' She meant at the garrison house。 'You must trust me to maintain a perfect aura within our house。 Tranquility is all…important to the health of one's spirit； do you not agree？' And when he nodded； watching her eyes； she continued。 'The tranquility of one's house is not only confined as to its location and the servants therein but also to its major occupants。' She paused and the Colonel； who had been calmly sipping his drink through all of this discourse； now sat up； placing his glass on the side table by the chair。 The Westerner in him longed to take her delicate； capable hands in his； lean towards her and say； 'What is the matter； darling？ What's troubling you？' This； he knew； he could not do； for in doing so he would shame her。 She had obviously spent much time in the preparation of her presentation。 He must honour that by allowing her to e to the point as she might。 If there was anything the Colonel had learned by being in the Far East for six years； it was patience； for to fail to learn that lesson swiftly was to court peremptory disaster out here where life was so different； seeming only to float upon the bosom of the eternal Pacific。
'You know； Denis； that tranquility is only one aspect of the harmony of life。 And harmony is what all people strive to achieve。 Harmony is the basis of a clear mind； of a good and powerful karma。〃 She put her fingers along the back of his hand； which lay along the smooth worn wood of one arm…rest。 'You have such a karma。 It is very strong； like the thrown net of a master fisherman。' Her eyes looked down at her hands； one atop the other； flashed upwards to his face。 'I am afraid to do anything to destroy that。 But now there is more than one to think of。 Our karma have meshed and； intertwined； may be all the more powerful for it； yes？' He nodded again and； satisfied that she had both his attention and his agreement； she said； 'Now I must ask something of you。'
'You know that you have only to ask me；' the Colonel said sincerely。 'You； who of all people in this world make me the most happy； can have anything that is mine。'
Yet this heartfelt speech appeared to have little effect on Cheong。 'This thing I must ask you is very large。'
He nodded。
'We must go away from Singapore；' she said boldly。 Then； seeing that he did not stop her； she went on in a rush。 'I know that your work means a great deal to you but this is' … she searched for the proper words that would convey her thoughts …'most imperative for all of us。 For you； for me and for the baby。' She placed one palm against her lower belly。 'We must go to Japan。 To Tokyo。'
He laughed； struck first by the humour of it and then intrigued by the eeriness。
〃This is funny？' she cried； misunderstanding his expression of relief。 'It is bad for us to stay here。 Most bad。 In Japan our karma will flourish； expand。 There lies our … what is the English word？ … destiny； is that right？ Our destiny。'
'I laughed only at a rather odd coincidence；' the Colonel reassured her。 'It was nothing you said。' He patted her hand。 'Now tell me why we must go to Tokyo。'
'Because Itami is there。 She is Tsuko's sister。'
'I see。〃 She had told him； quite naturally； of her previous marriage but； beyond that； they rarely spoke of this portion of her life。 'And what has she to do with our karma？'
Tm sure that I do not know that；' Cheong said。 'But I had a dream last night。' The Colonel was well aware of how much stock these people put in dream messages。 They were not unlike the ancient Romans in this respect。 He himself did not； in fact； totally disbelieve in their import。 The unconscious； he knew； had more to do with the direction one took in life than most people were willing to admit。 And； in any event； dreams were closely linked with the concept of karma and karma was something in which the Colonel had a strong belief。 He had spent too many years in the Far East not to have。
'The dream was about Itami；' Cheong said。 'I was in a city。 In Tokyo。 I was shopping and I turned into a quiet side street。 All about me were shops made of wood and paper the way it was in Japan when Tokyo was named Edo and the Tokugawa ruled the shogunate。
'I passed a shop that had a gaily decorated window and I stopped。 In the centre of the window was a doll。 It was the most beautiful doll I had ever seen。 Its aura was very strong。
'She was of porcelain； this doll； white…faced； dressed elegantly in the bushi fashion。 Her eyes star
