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Chapters (57)
  1. Cover
  2. About the Author
  3. By the Same Author
  4. Praise
  5. Dedication
  6. Map: England – 17th Century
  7. Hole Haven, England, autumn 1616
  8. London, England, autumn 1616
  9. 2: Cheapside
  10. 3: Vagabond
  11. 4: Giving the Lie
  12. 5: A Matter of Honour
  13. 6: Gaol
  14. 7: Judge and Jury
  15. 8: The Gallows
  16. 9: Shooting the Bridge
  17. 10: Plague House
  18. 11: Rose
  19. 12: Bedlam
  20. 13: Silver Locket
  21. 14: The Miniaturist
  22. 15: Confession
  23. 16: An Unexpected Guest
  24. 17: Shadow
  25. 18: Prophecy
  26. 19: The Courtesy-Man
  27. 20: Target Practice
  28. 21: Thunderstorm
  29. 22: The Bailiff
  30. 23: Ducking Stool
  31. 24: Plague Doctors
  32. 25: Kanzashi
  33. 26: The Sleep of the Dead
  34. 27: Harvest Festival
  35. 28: Bear-Baiting
  36. 29: Bulldog
  37. 30: Sword Master
  38. 31: Horatio’s School of Fencing
  39. 32: Parry and Riposte
  40. 33: Pommelling
  41. 34: Lupus Hall
  42. 35: The Masque
  43. 36: First Blood
  44. 37: The Truth
  45. 38: Priest Hole
  46. 39: Prisoner
  47. 40: Last Stand
  48. 41: Vengeance
  49. 42: Militia
  50. 43: The Library
  51. 44: Three Tides
  52. 45: Cast Off
  53. 46: The Return of the Warrior
  54. Bushido
  55. Acknowledgements
  56. Disclaimer
  57. THE BEGINNING

‘Then it’s settled,’ said Jack, glad to hear such happy news for a change. ‘We leave aboard the Hosiander. But there’s one thing I must do first.’

‘Are you sure this is worth the risk?’ whispered Akiko, as they crouched in the darkness of the rear garden of Sir Henry’s London residence. Yori kept guard while Jack tried to jemmy open the mansion’s back door. The Strand was quiet at this late hour, except for nightwatchmen with their sticks and lanterns patrolling the broad paved streets (the more disreputable characters preferring to lurk in the narrow lanes and shadowy alleys of the inner city).

‘If we’re to sail safely and swiftly back to Japan, I have to recover my father’s rutter,’ replied Jack, forcing his knife into the gap between the door frame and the lock. ‘Without it, I’m half the pilot my father was – damn this door!’ He swore as the knife slipped and sliced across his finger. He put the cut to his mouth. ‘We should have brought Rose and her cutpurse skills along.’

‘Let me try,’ said Akiko, taking the knife from Jack. She gently inserted the blade into the lock recess, then tapped the hilt and the door popped smoothly open.

Jack stared at her in astonishment. ‘You’ve obviously done that before! And you were hard on Rose to start with for being a thief!’

‘Well, we’re not technically stealing anything,’ said Akiko, a mischievous smile upon her lips. She handed him back his knife. ‘Only retrieving what is rightfully yours.’

Leaving her expert burglary skills a mystery, Jack sheathed his knife and crept inside. Akiko made to follow, but Jack shook his head. ‘Best if I go. I know where I hid the rutter. It’ll be quicker and quieter if I go alone.’

Akiko crouched back down. ‘All right, but if you’re gone longer than a few minutes, I’ll come and find you.’

‘Watch out for any servants!’ hissed Yori, his eyes flitting round the gloom of the garden. ‘I think I saw candlelight on the second floor.’

‘Don’t worry,’ replied Jack, shooting his friend a wink. ‘I’ll be back before you can say arigato gozaimasu!’