Recitative. They look around.
Honzo. It is still the ninth hour. Take a full rest; and I will set the alarm-clock. Go at once, my lord.
Wakasanosuke. I am pleased with the way you have listened to me. I will now go to my wife and see her without letting her know it is my last farewell. Then I shall never see you again.
Honzo. Farewell, my lord.
Recitative. With these words Wakasanosuke goes within. All-powerful is the samurai’s spirit. Honzo looks at him as he goes in, and then runs to the servants’ entrance, and calls out.
Honzo. Let my servants bring here my horse this minute.
Recitative. Immediately the horse, bravely arrayed, is brought into the ground and Honzo leaps upon it from the verandah.
Honzo. To Moronao’s mansion. Let my servants follow me.
Recitative. As he rides out, Tonase and Konami rush in and catch hold of the bridle.
Tonase. Where are you going? Tell us. We have heard it all. You, Honzo, old as you are, did not remonstrate with our lord. We cannot understand it and will stop you.