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end of the tether-第28章

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ing of a deluge。  The bushes swished loudly alongside;



above there was a series of crackling sounds; with a



sharp rain of small broken branches falling on the



bridge; a creeper with a great rustle snapped on the



head of a boat davit; and a long; luxuriant green twig



actually whipped in and out of the open port; leaving



behind a few torn leaves that remained suddenly at rest



on Mr。 Massy's blanket。  Then; the ship sheering out



in the stream; the light began to return but did not



augment beyond a subdued clearness: for the sun was



very low already; and the river; wending its sinuous



course through a multitude of secular trees as if at the



bottom of a precipitous gorge; had been already in…



vaded by a deepening gloomthe swift precursor of



the night。







〃Oh; no; you don't!〃 murmured the engineer again。



His lips trembled almost imperceptibly; his hands too;



a little: and to calm himself he opened the writing…desk;



spread out a sheet of thin grayish paper covered with



a mass of printed figures and began to scan them at…



tentively for the twentieth time this trip at least。







With his elbows propped; his head between his hands;



he seemed to lose himself in the study of an abstruse



problem in mathematics。  It was the list of the winning



numbers from the last drawing of the great lottery



which had been the one inspiring fact of so many years



of his existence。  The conception of a life deprived of



that periodical sheet of paper had slipped away from



him entirely; as another man; according to his nature;



would not have been able to conceive a world without



fresh air; without activity; or without affection。  A



great pile of flimsy sheets had been growing for years



in his desk; while the Sofala; driven by the faithful



Jack; wore out her boilers in tramping up and down the



Straits; from cape to cape; from river to river; from



bay to bay; accumulating by that hard labor of an



overworked; starved ship the blackened mass of these



documents。  Massy kept them under lock and key like



a treasure。  There was in them; as in the experience



of life; the fascination of hope; the excitement of a half…



penetrated mystery; the longing of a half…satisfied



desire。







For days together; on a trip; he would shut himself



up in his berth with them: the thump of the toiling



engines pulsated in his ear; and he would weary his



brain poring over the rows of disconnected figures; be…



wildering by their senseless sequence; resembling the



hazards of destiny itself。  He nourished a conviction



that there must be some logic lurking somewhere in the



results of chance。  He thought he had seen its very



form。  His head swam; his limbs ached; he puffed at



his pipe mechanically; a contemplative stupor would



soothe the fretfulness of his temper; like the passive



bodily quietude procured by a drug; while the intellect



remains tensely on the stretch。  Nine; nine; aught; four;



two。  He made a note。  The next winning number of



the great prize was forty…seven thousand and five。  These



numbers of course would have to be avoided in the future



when writing to Manilla for the tickets。  He mumbled;



pencil in hand 。 。 。 〃and five。  Hm 。 。 。 hm。〃  He



wetted his finger: the papers rustled。  Ha!  But what's



this?  Three years ago; in the September drawing; it



was number nine; aught; four; two that took the first



prize。  Most remarkable。  There was a hint there of



a definite rule!  He was afraid of missing some recondite



principle in the overwhelming wealth of his material。



What could it be? and for half an hour he would remain



dead still; bent low over the desk; without twitching a



muscle。  At his back the whole berth would be thick



with a heavy body of smoke; as if a bomb had burst



in there; unnoticed; unheard。







At last he would lock up the desk with the decision of



unshaken confidence; jump and go out。  He would



walk swiftly back and forth on that part of the foredeck



which was kept clear of the lumber and of the bodies of



the native passengers。  They were a great nuisance; but



they were also a source of profit that could not be dis…



dained。  He needed every penny of profit the Sofala



could make。  Little enough it was; in all conscience!



The incertitude of chance gave him no concern; since



he had somehow arrived at the conviction that; in the



course of years; every number was bound to have his



winning turn。  It was simply a matter of time and of



taking as many tickets as he could afford for every



drawing。  He generally took rather more; all the earn…



ings of the ship went that way; and also the wages he



allowed himself as chief engineer。  It was the wages he



paid to others that he begrudged with a reasoned and



at the same time a passionate regret。  He scowled at



the lascars with their deck brooms; at the quarter…



masters rubbing the brass rails with greasy rags; he



was eager to shake his fist and roar abuse in bad Malay



at the poor carpentera timid; sickly; opium…fuddled



Chinaman; in loose blue drawers for all costume; who



invariably dropped his tools and fled below; with stream…



ing tail and shaking all over; before the fury of that



〃devil。〃  But it was when he raised up his eyes to the



bridge where one of these sailor frauds was always



planted by law in charge of his ship that he felt almost



dizzy with rage。  He abominated them all; it was an



old feud; from the time he first went to sea; an un…



licked cub with a great opinion of himself; in the



engine…room。  The slights that had been put upon him。



The persecutions he had suffered at the hands of skip…



persof absolute nobodies in a steamship after all。



And now that he had risen to be a shipowner they were



still a plague to him: he had absolutely to pay away



precious money to the conceited useless loafers:As if



a fully qualified engineerwho was the owner as well



were not fit to be trusted with the whole charge of a



ship。  Well! he made it pretty warm for them; but it



was a poor consolation。  He had come in time to hate



the ship too for the repairs she required; for the coal…



bills he had to pay; for the poor beggarly freights she



earned。  He would clench his hand as he walked and hit



the rail a sudden blow; viciously; as though she could



be made to feel pain。  And yet he could not do without



er; he needed her; he must hang on to her tooth and



nail to keep his head above water till the expected flood



of fortune came sweeping up and landed him safely on



the high shore of his ambition。




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