Ha! It is not the first time that lout has played me false.
How fared the torch-diviners?[57]
BRIGAND.
The first torch was slashed in pieces; the second was trampled on till it went out; the third they caught and threw back at us, but it too went out. There are none left.
KUMASAKA.
Then is all lost. For of these torch-diviners they sing that the first torch is the soul of an army, the second torch is the wheel of Fate, and the third torch—Life itself. All three are out, and there is no hope left for this night’s brigandage.
BRIGAND.
It is as you say. Though we were gods, we could not redeem our plight. Deign to give the word of retreat.
KUMASAKA.