さびしく衰えた古い宿場で、暮秋の寒い雨が小歇みなしに降っている夕、深山の奥に久しく住んでいた男から何かの怪しい物がたりを聞き出そうとした、その期待は見事に裏切られてしまったのです。 In the lonely and weakened old post station, on the evening when it was raining cold in the fall, I tried to hear something suspicious from a man who had lived in the depths of the deep mountains for a long ti…