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Updated: June 7, 2025
And still Oda Yorimoto sat with his samurai upon the cliff's summit, beady eyes fixed upon his intended prey. For an hour he sat thus in silence, until, assured that all were asleep before him, he arose and with a few whispered instructions commenced the descent of the cliff toward the cove below.
Oda Yorimoto but shook his head. "Twenty thousand koku!" cried the girl. Still the daimio shook his head negatively. "A hundred thousand name your own price, if you will but not harm me." "Silence!" growled the man. "What are even a million koku to me who only know the word from the legends of my ancestors.
All that kept the warriors out was the fear that possibly Oda Yorimoto might not be dead after all, and that should they force their way into the room without his permission some of them would suffer for their temerity.
"How should I know, who was asleep when she was brought, and only heard the womenfolk this morning whispering that Oda Yorimoto had brought home a new woman the night before." "Could you not see her with your own eyes?" asked Theriere. "My eyes cannot pass through the door of the little room behind, in which they still were when I left to gather firewood a half hour since," retorted the youth.
A hundred yards above the spring they came upon a little level spot, and here with the two swords of Oda Yorimoto which they still carried they scooped a shallow grave in which they placed all that was mortal of the Count de Cadenet. Barbara Harding whispered a short prayer above the new-made grave, while the mucker stood with bowed head beside her.
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