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a death in the desert-第4章

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of coughing; and Everett; embarrassed by her discomfort; plunged



into gossip about the professional people he had met in town



during the summer and the musical outlook for the winter。  He was



diagraming with his pencil; on the back of an old envelope he



found in his pocket; some new mechanical device to be



used at the Metropolitan in the production of the Rheingold;



when he became conscious that she was looking at him intently; and



that he was talking to the four walls。







Katharine was lying back among the pillows; watching him



through half…closed eyes; as a painter looks at a picture。  He



finished his explanation vaguely enough and put the envelope back



in his pocket。  As he did so she said; quietly: 〃How wonderfully



like Adriance you are!〃 and he felt as though a crisis of some



sort had been met and tided over。







He laughed; looking up at her with a touch of pride in his



eyes that made them seem quite boyish。  〃Yes; isn't it absurd?



It's almost as awkward as looking like Napoleonbut; after all;



there are some advantages。  It has made some of his friends like



me; and I hope it will make you。〃







Katharine smiled and gave him a quick; meaning glance from



under her lashes。  〃Oh; it did that long ago。  What a haughty;



reserved youth you were then; and how you used to stare at people



and then blush and look cross if they paid you back in your own



coin。  Do you remember that night when you took me home from a



rehearsal and scarcely spoke a word to me?〃







〃It was the silence of admiration;〃 protested Everett; 〃very



crude and boyish; but very sincere and not a little painful。 



Perhaps you suspected something of the sort?  I remember you saw



fit to be very grown…up and worldly。







〃I believe I suspected a pose; the one that college boys



usually affect with singers'an earthen vessel in love with a



star;' you know。  But it rather surprised me in you; for you must



have seen a good deal of your brother's pupils。  Or had you an



omnivorous capacity; and elasticity that always met the



occasion?〃







〃Don't ask a man to confess the follies of his youth;〃 said



Everett; smiling a little sadly; 〃I am sensitive about some of



them even now。  But I was not so sophisticated as you imagined。 



I saw my brother's pupils come and go; but that was about all。 



Sometimes I was called on to play accompaniments; or to fill out



a vacancy at a rehearsal; or to order a carriage for an



infuriated soprano who had thrown up her part。  But they never



spent any time on me; unless it was to notice the resemblance you



speak of。〃







〃Yes〃; observed Katharine; thoughtfully; 〃I noticed it then;



too; but it has grown as you have grown older。  That is rather



strange; when you have lived such different lives。  It's not



merely an ordinary family likeness of feature; you know; but a



sort of interchangeable individuality; the suggestion of the



other man's personality in your face like an air transposed to



another key。  But I'm not attempting to define it; it's beyond



me; something altogether unusual and a triflewell; uncanny;〃



she finished; laughing。







〃I remember;〃 Everett said seriously; twirling the pencil



between his fingers and looking; as he sat with his head thrown



back; out under the red window blind which was raised just a



little; and as it swung back and forth in the wind revealed the



glaring panorama of the deserta blinding stretch of yellow;



flat as the sea in dead calm; splotched here and there with deep



purple shadows; and; beyond; the ragged…blue outline of the



mountains and the peaks of snow; white as the white clouds〃I



remember; when I was a little fellow I used to be very sensitive



about it。 I don't think it exactly displeased me; or that I would



have had it otherwise if I could; but it seemed to me like a



birthmark; or something not to be lightly spoken of。  People were



naturally always fonder of Ad than of me; and I used to feel the



chill of reflected light pretty often。  It came into even my



relations with my mother。  Ad went abroad to study when he was



absurdly young; you know; and mother was all broken up over it。 



She did her whole duty by each of us; but it was sort of



generally understood among us that she'd have made burnt



offerings of us all for Ad any day。  I was a little fellow then;



and when she sat alone on the porch in the summer dusk she used



sometimes to call me to her and turn my face up in the light that



streamed out through the shutters and kiss me; and then I always



knew she was thinking of Adriance。〃







〃Poor little chap;〃 said Katharine; and her tone was a



trifle huskier than usual。  〃How fond people have always been of



Adriance!  Now tell me the latest news of him。  I haven't heard;



except through the press; for a year or more。  He was in Algeria



then; in the valley of the Chelif; riding horseback night and day



in an Arabian costume; and in his usual enthusiastic fashion he



had quite made up his mind to adopt the Mohammedan faith



and become as nearly an Arab as possible。  How many countries and



faiths has be adopted; I wonder?  Probably he was playing Arab to



himself all the time。  I remember he was a sixteenth…century duke



in Florence once for weeks together。〃







〃Oh; that's Adriance;〃 chuckled Everett。  〃He is himself



barely long enough to write checks and be measured for his



clothes。  I didn't hear from him while he was an Arab; I missed



that。〃







〃He was writing an Algerian suite for the piano then; it



must be in the publisher's hands by this time。  I have been too



ill to answer his letter; and have lost touch with him。〃







Everett drew a letter from his pocket。  〃This came about a



month ago。  It's chiefly about his new opera; which is to be



brought out in London next winter。  Read it at your leisure。〃







〃I think I shall keep it as a hostage; so that I may be sure



you will come again。  Now I want you to play for me。  Whatever



you like; but if there is anything new in the world; in mercy let



me hear it。  For nine months I have heard nothing but 'The



Baggage Coach Ahead' and 'She Is My Baby's Mother。'〃







He sat down at the piano; and Katharine sat near him;



absorbed in his remarkable physical likeness to his brother and



trying to discover in just what it consisted。  She told herself



that it was very much as though a sculptor's finished work had



been rudely copied in wood。  He was of a larger build than



Adriance; and his shoulders were broad and heavy; while those of



his brother were slender and rather girlish
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