On crowd the reserved rumble has swept. Now the governor well saw the orator. It was the young man in dirty working
special clothes, with shabby kasketkoj in a hand. Rain streams as tears, flew down on his face.
So skolkih we still should bury, if we do not tell resolutely all together: "Down with a hydrogen bomb!"? The crowd has again
hooted. Someone крикнул:Запретить to Americans to manage in Japan and on ocean! Let blow up the bombs in America!
The orator has raised a hand, and all has abated.
If we, all Japan, all simple and fair people of our distressful native land, do not tell it, we will not seize murderers-
atomshchikov by a hand, we will be lost. Remember it, inhabitants of Koidzu! Certainly, many of you think till now: my
business supposedly the party, I the fisherman, am not engaged in a policy...
But if we have guessed to be engaged in this policy earlier who knows... Can be, Kubosava would be now live...
Warehouses of ship-owners would break from fish, rest and silence would be now in Koidzu and in all Japan. But we did not
wish to politicise... And here we stand at gate of a cemetery and we grieve over ashes of the first victim of a hydrogen bomb.
As though was victims and without it a little!. Down with murderers! Down with traitors! Long live free and democratic Japan!
Under shouts and applause the orator has descended from the improvised tribune.
The governor has bent to an ear standing ahead of the man in a straw cape and has asked тихо:Кто it? That, without
turning around, бросил:Сын old Komati. From Tokyo. Has specially arrived to bury the fellow countryman.
He the present rebel, - has spoken the chief of police over an ear of the governor.
That has shaken плечами:Почему? Let to itself stirs... About democratic and independent Japan write in all our
newspapers, even to the governmental. And that he names Americans murderers... What to us business? Or you, the mister
the chief of police so are betrayed to Americans? No, but...
We are Japanese, the mister the chief, - the governor has impressively told. - we will not prevent to express to our
compatriots fair grief.
Small eyes of the chief of police rotated, as if at the Chinese doll.
But after all from such performances nearby and before red propagation! And it already an another matter. Here it is
necessary to be on the alert. Then you...
On an eminence there was a small woman in a wet white attire.
The governor read on its harm, the earthy person from a grief all history terrible for it last weeks. It has spent a hand on eyes,
has deeply sighed and has started talking thin голосом:Дорогие fellow countrymen and friends! All of you know, my
husband was the fair fisherman and the good person. It caused nobody harms. And here him have killed. The same people
who have dumped nuclear bombs on our country have killed. Then they have burnt and have crippled many people. Now
they have thought up one more bomb, and Japan has again appeared its victim. A killing dust, "Bikini ashes" has taken
away my husband and has mutilated its companions. And I ask you: what for all these tortures, what for these of a victim
when we, our families could live easy and happily?.