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the riverman-第38章

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〃And you;〃 he said at last; 〃I suppose you're either a broker or 

lawyer; most men are down here。〃



〃I am neither one nor the other;〃 stated Gerald。  〃I am possessed of 

a sufficient income from a legacy to make business unnecessary。〃



〃I don't believe I'd care tobe idle;〃 said Orde vaguely。



〃There is plenty to occupy one's time;〃 replied Gerald。  〃I have my 

clubs; my gymnasium; my horse; and my friends。〃



〃Isn't there anything that particularly attracts you?〃 asked Orde。



The young man's languid eyes grew thoughtful; and he puffed more 

strongly on his cigarette。



〃I should like;〃 said he slowly; at last; 〃to enter the navy。〃



〃Why don't you?〃 asked Orde bluntly。



〃Certain family reasons make it inexpedient at present;〃 said 

Gerald。  〃My mother is in a very nervous state; she depends on us; 

and any hint of our leaving her is sufficient to render her 

condition serious。〃



By this time the two young men were well uptown。  On Gerald's 

initiative; they turned down a side street; and shortly came to a 

stop。



〃That is my gymnasium;〃 said Gerald; pointing to a building across 

the way。  〃Won't you come in with me?  I am due now for my 

practice。〃







XVII





Orde's evening was a disappointment to him。  Mrs。 Bishop had; by 

Carroll's report; worked feverishly at the altar cloth all the 

afternoon。  As a consequence; she had gone to bed with a bad 

headache。  This state of affairs seemed to throw the entire family 

into a state of indecision。  It was divided in mind as to what to 

do; the absolute inutility of any effort balancing strongly against 

a sense of what the invalid expected。



〃I wonder if mother wouldn't like just a taste of this beef;〃 

speculated the general; moving fussily in his chair。  〃I believe 

somebody ought to take some up。  She MIGHT want it。〃



The man departed with the plate; but returned a few moments later; 

impassivebut still with the plate。



〃Has she got her hot…water bag?〃 asked the boy unexpectedly。



〃Yes; Master Kendrick;〃 replied the butler。



After a preoccupied silence the general again broke out:



〃Seems to me somebody ought to be up there with her。〃



〃You know; father; that she can't stand any one in the room;〃 said 

Carroll equably。



Toward the close of the meal; however; a distant bell tinkled 

faintly。  Every one jumped as though guilty。  Carroll said a hasty 

excuse and ran out。  After ringing the bell; the invalid had 

evidently anticipated its answer by emerging from her room to the 

head of the stairs; for Orde caught the sharp tones of complaint; 

and overheard something about 〃take all night to eat a simple meal; 

when I'm lying here suffering。〃



At the end of an interval a maid appeared in the doorway to say that 

Miss Carroll sent word she would not be down again for a time; and 

did not care for any more dinner。  This seemed to relieve the 

general's mind of responsibility。  He assumed his little fussy air 

of cheerfulness; told several stories of the war; and finally; after 

Kendrick had left; brought out some whisky and water。  He winked 

slyly at Orde。



〃Can't do this before the youngsters; you know;〃 he chirruped 

craftily。



Throughout the meal Gerald had sat back silent; a faint amusement in 

his eye。  After dinner he arose; yawned; consulted his watch; and 

departed; pleading an engagement。  Orde lingered some time; 

listening to the general; in the hope that Carroll would reappear。  

She did not; so finally he took his leave。



He trudged back to his hotel gloomily。  The day had passed in a most 

unsatisfactory manner; according to his way of looking at it。  Yet 

he had come more clearly to an understanding of the girl; her 

cheerfulness; her unselfishness; and; above all; the sweet; 

beautiful philosophy of life that must lie back; to render her so 

uncomplainingly the slave of the self…willed woman; yet without the 

indifferent cynicism of Gerald; the sullen; yet real; partisanship 

of Kendrick; or the general's week…kneed acquiescence。



The next morning he succeeded in making an arrangement by letter for 

an excursion to the newly projected Central Park。  Promptly at two 

o'clock he was at the Bishops' house。  To his inquiry the butler 

said that Mrs。 Bishop had recovered from her indisposition; and that 

Miss Bishop would be down immediately。  Orde had not long to wait 

for her。  The SWISH; PAT…PAT of her joyous descent of the stairs 

brought him to his feet。  She swept aside the portieres; and stood 

between their folds; bidding him welcome。



〃I'm so sorry about last night;〃 said she; 〃but poor mother does 

depend on me so at such times。  Isn't it a gorgeous day to walk?  It 

won't be much like OUR woods; will it?  But it will be something。  

OH; I'm so glad to get out!〃



She was in one of her elfish moods; the languid grace of her sleepy…

eyed moments forgotten。  With a little cry of rapture she ran to the 

piano; and dashed into a gay; tinkling air with brilliancy and 

abandon。  Her head; surmounted by a perky; high…peaked; narrow…

brimmed hat; with a flaming red bird in front; glorified by the 

braid and 〃waterfall〃 of that day; bent forward and turned to flash 

an appeal for sympathy toward Orde。



〃There; I feel more able to stay on earth!〃 she cried; springing to 

her feet。  〃Now I'll get on my gloves and we'll start。〃



She turned slowly before the mirror; examining quite frankly the 

hang of her skirt; the fit of her close…cut waist; the turn of the 

adorable round; low…cut collars that were then the mode。



〃It pays to be particular; we are in New York;〃 she answered; or 

parried; Orde's glance of admiration。



The gloves finally drawn on and buttoned; Orde held aside the 

portieres; and she passed fairly under his uplifted hand。  He wanted 

to drop his arm about her; this slender girl with her quaint 

dignity; her bird…like ways; her gentle; graceful; mysterious; 

feminine soul。  The flame…red bird lent its colour to her cheeks; 

her eyes; black and fathomless; the pupils wide in this dim light; 

shone with two stars of delight。



But; as they moved toward the massive front doors; Mrs。 Bishop came 

down the stairs behind them。  She; too; was dressed for the street。  

She received Orde's greeting and congratulation over her improved 

health in rather an absent manner。  Indeed; as soon as she could 

hurry this preliminary over; she plunged into what evidently she 

considered a more important matter。



〃You aren't thinking of going out; are you?〃 she asked Carroll。



〃I told you; mother; don't you remember?  Mr。 Orde and I are going 

to get a little air in the park。〃



〃I'm sorry;〃 said Mrs。 Bishop; with great brevity and decision; 〃but 

I'm going to the rectory to help Mr。 Merritt; and I shall want you 

to go too; to see about the silver。〃



〃But; mother;〃 expostulated Carroll; 〃wouldn't Marie do just as 

well?〃


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