The Black Rose Page #9
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supposed to do here?
You will live here to ensure a continuance
of the good fortune you have brought.
For how long?
I have told you,
this will be your home.
You mean
we're prisoners?
The chains that bind you are golden ones.
But I would not try to leave.
Now, look.
I can't just sit here.
I came to talk
- You tell her that I come from the Bayan general himself.
- It is too late.
Her Excellent Kindness is certain
that you were sent by the gods.
So now,
we have nothing to fear.
your station as gods.
And I'm commanded to tell you
that if you have any desire...
you have only
to express the wish.
Well, if that's true,
there is something I'd like to have done.
There's a girl. She was with my friend
when he was taken prisoner.
If you know where she is,
I'd like to have her brought here at once.
I will send someone
to carry out your command.
This house is called...
the Abode of Everlasting Felicity.
I hope it does not fail
that name for the young gods...
and the young gods
do not fail their obligation...
to a people that
they have committed to war.
I think he'd like
that one better.
Oh. What's this?
Oh, I think
he'd like that too.
- Walter! Walter!
- Not now, Maryam. Go away.
- But I have to show you.
- What?
Oh, look. It's beautiful.
They are made of silk to go on legs.
- I'll see them later.
- All right, Walter.
But it's wonderful!
Well, I don't see what
you're so particular about.
It took me a half an hour to convince
four girls they weren't going to bathe me.
- Where is he, Tris?
- I don't know.
He said he was going to find out if the gods
could still have anything they asked for.
Did he talk to you, Tris?
About himself, I mean.
No, not exactly.
But I think he's sorry
he was angry with you.
- So he ran away from the Bayan general to be with you.
- No.
Oh, you shouldn't say
such things.
He's here,
and he's not angry anymore.
And he comes
to go with us to England.
You really have learned
to believe hard enough, haven't you?
Yes.
No. He came on a mission
of some kind for Bayan.
I didn't want to talk to him about it.
You know how he is.
You can make him say things
he doesn't mean.
There's one thing. He can't do anything
about it while we're shut in here.
And there's something else too.
It's about these.
He got very interested.
He said they weren't written by hand...
and they're not
on sheepskin.
It's something to do with soaking wood
and making this out of it.
And using these.
But he says he knows a man in England
who would gladly give his life...
to know of such a wonder,
so there must be something to it.
Only they don't know
about it over there.
- And then last night-
- Well, you could look a little happier, bowman...
sitting right in the middle
of the wealth of ages.
And here's some more for you.
You know, I was right.
I thought if they have books, they must
set down matters of science in them...
like the direction needle
and how to make the books.
And look what else I have.
What do you think this is?
This is that powder
that disappears in a flash of light.
It's what they use
in the fire tubes.
And if you-
If you close it in somewhere-
Now, look.
You see that? Bayan was right.
There's the wealth of ages.
He'd rather have that
than all thejewels in China.
Do you know what you just heard?
They don't know it yet, but you just heard
the walls of Rome begin to crumble.
The young gods already know, of course,
the news that we have just received.
No. What news?
The armies of Bayan have taken
four cities since you came here.
One that resisted
exists no more.
Soon, that army
will be before our walls.
But the young gods
have done nothing.
Well, what can we do?
- It wasn't our idea to be gods.
- Nor was it mine.
I'm in
an unfortunate position.
If anything happens
to the young gods...
I will die very quickly
for I am responsible for them.
But I will also be among the first
whom Bayan will kill...
if the city resists.
So if I must die...
I will take the way that
will save the city from destruction.
You're trying to say, I imagine,
that if you have to die...
you prefer the choice that may convince
the empress that we're not gods.
Say if we were found
very mortally dead.
That is possible.
If you have a better remedy,
I would find it quickly.
- Walter?
- Huh?
What's the matter?
I couldn't sleep, Walter.
I want to talk. Please wake up.
Oh, can't it wait until morning?
No. I don't know
if I can say it now...
but if I think of it anymore
I won't be able to say it at all, I think.
All right.
What is it?
If it's true what he said, that we shall
never leave here until- until we die...
then- then-
Go on.
I know it's true
that you do not love me...
but if this other
is also true...
then you can never find
anyone else to love.
- Isn't that so?
- Yes, I- I suppose so.
Well, then,
I was thinking.
Since you cannot love
anyone else...
and since it may be
a very short time that we are here...
maybe you could pretend
for a little while that you loved me...
like it was in the miracle.
Oh, I would like it
very much...
and you wouldn't have
to pretend very hard.
But if you did pretend for a while,
maybe it would get to be true...
since there is no one else.
You're strange.
But the house is called
the House of Everlasting Felicity...
and I would rather be with you
even for a- for a little while...
and even if
you only pretended...
than to have all the rest
of my miracle or anything.
Maryam.
What's the matter?
Wake up, Tris.
Oh, that. Why do you have to pick
on a time like this to find it out?
Maryam?
- Maryam-
- Where have you been?
- Can you sew?
- Yes, a little.
Good. Now, I want you
to take these coats...
and sew as many of those jewels as you can
into the linings, and do it quickly as possible.
- Did you find a way to get away from here?
- Yes, I have.
You know, I thought our friend last night
was pointing at something.
So I took a look around. Now, there was
a door that was heavily barred before.
Now I could open it. There was a room
behind and a passage leading to the river.
I followed it.
There are boats on the river.
Now, the attack must be close because
a lot of people are leaving down the river.
What-What I don't like
about it is it's all too neat.
Now, I tried to think
like our Chinese friend.
Just letting us get away
isn't good enough.
But if we were killed doing itjust when danger
threatened, we wouldn't look very godlike...
and he could easily
convince the empress that...
we hadn't just returned
to our celestial paradise.
It would give him a chance
to save his city and his skin.
What do you think,
Tris?
Well, he didn't give us
much choice.
Well, we'd better wait until night.
We'll stand a better chance at the river.
Come on. Get ready.
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