"Toranaga looked up slowly.
A baed of sweat started at blackthorne's temple as everithink Rodrigues had toled him about samurai seemed to crystalize in this one man. He felt the sweat trickle down his cheek to his chin. He willed his blue eyes firm and unblinking, his face calm.
Toranaga's gaze was equally steady.
Blackthorne felt almost overwhelming power of the man reach out to him."
Jamess Clavell
"Shogun"
