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She
seemed
so
close
right
now
…
as
if
he
still
had
her
.
That
spirit
,
still
busy
in
his
life
,
padding
through
his
room
in
search
of
—
whatever
it
was
Juliana
sought
.
And
in
his
mind
whenever
he
took
up
the
volumes
of
the
oracle
.
Seated
on
his
bed
,
surrounded
by
lonely
disorder
,
preparing
to
go
out
and
begin
his
day
,
Frank
Frink
wondered
who
else
in
the
vast
complicated
city
of
San
Francisco
was
at
this
same
moment
consulting
the
oracle
.
And
were
they
all
getting
as
gloomy
advice
as
he
?
Was
the
tenor
of
the
Moment
as
adverse
for
them
as
it
was
for
him
?
Mr
.
Nobusuke
Tagomi
sat
consulting
the
divine
Fifth
Book
of
Confucian
wisdom
,
the
Taoist
oracle
called
for
centuries
the
I
Ching
or
Book
of
Changes
.
At
noon
that
day
,
he
had
begun
to
become
apprehensive
about
his
appointment
with
Mr
.
Childan
,
which
would
occur
in
two
more
hours
.
His
suite
of
offices
on
the
twentieth
floor
of
the
Nippon
Times
Building
on
Taylor
Street
overlooked
the
Bay
.
Through
the
glass
wall
he
could
watch
ships
entering
,
passing
beneath
the
Golden
Gate
Bridge
.
At
this
moment
a
freighter
could
be
seen
beyond
Alcatraz
,
but
Mr
.
Tagomi
did
not
care
.
Going
to
the
wall
he
unfastened
the
cord
and
lowered
the
bamboo
blinds
over
the
view
.
The
large
central
office
became
darker
;
he
did
not
have
to
squint
against
the
glare
.
Now
he
could
think
more
clearly
.
It
was
not
within
his
power
,
he
decided
,
to
please
his
client
.
No
matter
what
Mr
.
Childan
came
up
with
:
the
client
would
not
be
impressed
.
Let
us
face
that
,
he
had
said
to
himself
.
But
we
can
keep
him
from
becoming
displeased
,
at
least
.
We
can
refrain
from
insulting
him
by
a
moldy
gift
.
The
client
would
soon
reach
San
Francisco
airport
by
avenue
of
the
high
-
place
new
German
rocket
,
the
Messerschmitt
9
-
E
.
Mr
.
Tagomi
had
never
ridden
on
such
a
ship
;
when
he
met
Mr
.
Baynes
he
would
have
to
take
care
to
appear
blasé
,
no
matter
how
large
the
rocket
turned
out
to
be
.
Now
to
practice
.
He
stood
in
front
of
the
mirror
on
the
office
wall
,
creating
a
face
of
composure
,
mildly
bored
,
inspecting
his
own
cold
features
for
any
giveaway
.
Yes
,
they
are
very
noisy
,
Mr
.
Baynes
,
sir
.
One
cannot
read
.
But
then
the
flight
from
Stockholm
to
San
Francisco
is
only
forty
-
five
minutes
.
Perhaps
then
a
word
about
German
mechanical
failures
?
I
suppose
you
heard
the
radio
.
That
crash
over
Madagascar
.
I
must
say
,
there
is
something
to
be
said
for
the
old
piston
planes
.
Essential
to
avoid
politics
.
For
he
did
not
know
Mr
.
Baynes
’
views
on
leading
issues
of
the
day
.
Yet
they
might
arise
.
Mr
.
Baynes
,
being
Swedish
,
would
be
a
neutral
.
Yet
he
had
chosen
Lufthansa
rather
than
SAS
.
A
cautious
ploy
…
Mr
.
Baynes
,
sir
,
they
say
Herr
Bormann
is
quite
ill
.
That
a
new
Reichs
Chancellor
will
be
chosen
by
the
Partei
this
autumn
.
Rumor
only
?
So
much
secrecy
,
alas
,
between
Pacific
and
Reich
.
In
the
folder
on
his
desk
,
clipping
from
New
York
Times
of
a
recent
speech
by
Mr
.
Baynes
.
Mr
.
Tagomi
now
studied
it
critically
,
bending
due
to
slight
failure
of
correction
by
his
contact
lenses
.
The
speech
had
to
do
with
need
of
exploring
once
more
—
ninety
-
eighth
time
?
—
for
sources
of
water
on
the
moon
.
"
We
may
still
solve
this
heartbreaking
dilemma
,
"
Mr
.
Baynes
was
quoted
.
"
Our
nearest
neighbor
,
and
so
far
the
most
unrewarding
except
for
military
purposes
.
"
Sic
!
Mr
.
Tagomi
thought
,
using
high
-
place
Latin
word
.
Clue
to
Mr
.
Baynes
.
Looks
askance
at
merely
military
.
Mr
.
Tagomi
made
a
mental
note
.
