首页 >出版文学> Their Silver Wedding Journey>第47章
  Atparting,thecustodiantoldtheMarchesthathewouldeasilyhaveknownthemforAmericansbythehandsomefeetheygavehim;theycameawayflownwithhispraise;andtheirnationalvanitywasagainflatteredwhentheygotoutintotheprincipalsquareofAnsbach。There,inabookseller’swindow,theyfoundamongthepamphletsteachingdifferentlanguageswithoutamaster,onedevotedtotheAmerikanischeSpracheasdistinguishedfromtheEnglischeSprache。Thattherecouldbenomistake,thecoverwasprintedwithcolorsinaGermanidealofthestar-
  spangledbanner;andMarchsaidhealwaysknewthatwehadalanguageofourown,andthatnowhewasgoingintobuythatpamphletandfindoutwhatitwaslike。Heaskedtheyoungshop-womanhowitdifferedfromEnglish,whichshespokefairlywellfromhavinglivedeightyearsinChicago。ShesaidthatitdifferedfromtheEnglishmainlyinemphasisandpronunciation。“Forinstance,theEnglishsay’HALFpast’,andtheAmericans’HalfPAST’;theEnglishsay’laht’andtheAmericanssay’late’。”
  Theweatherhadnowbeenclearquitelongenough,anditwasrainingagain,afine,bitter,piercingdrizzle。TheyaskedthegirlifitalwaysrainedinAnsbach;andsheownedthatitnearlyalwaysdid。ShesaidthatsometimesshelongedforalittleAmericansummer;thatitwasneverquitewarminAnsbach;andwhentheyhadgotoutintotherain,Marchsaid:“ItwasverynicetostumbleonChicagoinanAnsbachbook-
  store。YououghttohavetoldheryouhadamarrieddaughterinChicago。
  Don’tmissanothersuchchance。”
  “Weshallneedanotherbagifwekeeponbuyingbooksatthisrate。”saidhiswifewithtranquilirrelevance;andnottogivehimtimeforprotest;
  shepushedhimintoashopwherethevalisesinthewindowperhapssuggestedherthought。MarchmadehastetoforestallhertherebysayingtheywereAmericans,butthemistressoftheshopseemedtohavehermisgivings,and“BornAmericans,perhaps?”sheventured。Shehadprobablynevermetanybutthenaturalizedsort,andsupposedtheseweretheonlysort。Marchre-assuredher,andthenshesaidshehadasonlivinginJerseyCity,andshemadeMarchtakehisaddressthathemighttellhimhehadseenhismother;shehadapparentlynoconceptionwhatagreatwayJerseyCityisfromNewYork。
  Mrs。Marchwouldnottakehisarmwhentheycameout。“Now,thatiswhatInevercangetusedtoinyou,Basil,andI’vetriedtopalliateitfortwenty-sevenyears。Youknowyouwon’tlookupthatpoorwoman’sson!
  Whydidyouletherthinkyouwould?”
  “HowcouldItellherIwouldn’t?PerhapsIshall。”
  “No,no!Youneverwill。Iknowyou’regoodandkind,andthat’swhyI
  can’tunderstandyourbeingsocruel。Whenwegetback,howwillyoueverfindtimetogoovertoJerseyCity?”
  Hecouldnottell,butatlasthesaid:“I’lltellyonwhat!Youmustkeepmeuptoit。Youknowhowmuchyouenjoymakingmedomyduty,andthiswillbesuchapleasure!”
  Shelaughedforlornly,butafteramomentshetookhisarm;andhebegan,fromtheexampleofthisgoodmother,tophilosophizethecontinuoussimplicityandsanityofthepeopleofAnsbachunderalltheircivicchanges。Saintsandsoldiers,knightsandbarons,margraves,princes,kings,emperors,hadcomeandgone,andlefttheirsingle-hearted,friendlysubjectfolkprettymuchwhattheyfoundthem。Thepeoplehadsufferedandsurvivedthroughathousandwars,andapparentlyprosperedonunderallgovernmentsandmisgovernments。WhenthecourtwasmostFrench,mostartificial,mostvicious,thecitizenlifemusthaveremainedimmutablyGerman,dull,andkind。Afterall,hesaid,humanityseemedeverywheretobeprettysafe,andprettymuchthesame。
  “Yes,thatisallverywell。”shereturned,“andyoucantheorizeinterestinglyenough;butI’mafraidthatpoormother,there,hadnomorerealityforyouthanthosepeopleinthepast。Youappreciateherasatype,andyoudon’tcareforherasahumanbeing。You’renothingbutadreamer,afterall。Idon’tblameyou。”shewenton。“It’syourtemperament,andyoucan’tchange,now。”
  “Imaychangefortheworse。”hethreatened。“IthinkIhave,already。
  Idon’tbelieveIcouldstanduptoDryfoos,now,asIdidforpooroldLindau,whenIriskedyourbreadandbutterforhis。Ilookbackinwonderandadmirationatmyself。I’vesteadilylosttouchwithlifesincethen。I’matrifler,adilettante,andanamateuroftherightandthegoodasIusedtobewhenIwasyoung。Oh,Ihavethegracetobetroubledattimes,now,andonceIneverwas。Itneveroccurredtomethenthattheworldwasn’tmadetointerestme,oratthebesttoinstructme,butitdoes,now,attimes。”
  Shealwayscametohisdefencewhenheaccusedhimself;itwasthebestgroundhecouldtakewithher。“IthinkyoubehavedverywellwithBurnamy。Youdidyourdutythen。”
  “DidI?I’mnotsosure。Atanyrate,it’sthelasttimeIshalldoit。
  I’veservedmyterm。IthinkIshouldtellhimthathewasallrightinthatbusinesswithStoller,ifIweretomeethim,now。”
  “Isn’titstrange。”shesaid,provisionally,“thatwedon’tcomeuponatraceofhimanywhereinAnsbach?”
  “Ah,you’vebeenhopinghewouldturnup!”
  “Yes。Idon’tdenyit。Ifeelveryunhappyabouthim。”
  “Idon’t。He’stoomuchlikeme。HewouldhavebeenquitecapableofpromisingthatpoorwomantolookuphersoninJerseyCity。WhenI
  thinkofthat,IhavenopatiencewithBurnamy。”
  “Iamgoingtoaskthelandlordabouthim,nowhe’sgotridofhishighhotes。”saidMrs。March。
  Theywenthometotheirhotelfortheirmiddaydinner,andtothecomfortofhavingitnearlyalltothemselves。PrinceLeopoldhadrisenearly,likeallthehard-workingpotentatesofthecontinent,andgotawaytothemanoeuvressomewhereatsixo’clock;thedecorationshadbeenremoved,andthecourt-yardwherethehiredcoachandpairoftheprincehadrolledintheeveningbeforehadonlyafewmajesticduckswaddlingaboutinitandquackingtogether,indifferenttothepresenceofayellowmail-wagon,onwhichthedriverhadbeenapparentlydozingtillthehourofnoonshouldsound。Hesatthereimmovable,butatthelaststrokeoftheclockhewokeupanddrovevigorouslyawaytothestation。
  Thedining-roomwhichtheyhadbeenkeptoutofbytheprincethenightbeforewasnotsuchastoembitterthesenseoftheirwrongbyitssplendor。Afterall,thetastesofroyaltymustbesimple,iftheprincemighthavegonetotheSchlossandhadchosenrathertostayatthismodesthotel;butperhapstheSchlosswasreservedformoreimmediateroyaltythanthebrothersofprince-regents;andinthatcasehecouldnothavedonebetterthandineattheGoldenStar。Ifhepaidnomorethantwomarks,hedinedascheaplyasaprincecouldwish,andasabundantly。ThewineatAnsbachwasratherthinandsour,butthebread,Marchdeclared,wasthebestbreadinthewholeworld,notexceptingthebreadofCarlsbad。
  AfterdinnertheMarcheshadsomeofthelocalpastry,notsoincomparableasthebread,withtheircoffee,whichtheyhadservedtheminapavilionofthebeautifulgardenremainingtothehotelfromthetimewhenitwasapatricianmansion。Thegardenhadrosesinitandseveralsortsoflatesummerflowers,aswellasripecherries,currants,grapes,andaVirginia-creeperredwithautumn,allharmoniouslycontemporaneous,astheymighteasilybeinaclimatewherenooneoftheseasonscanverywellknowitselffromtheothers。Ithadnotbeenrainingforhalfanhour,andthesunwasscaldinghot,sothattheshelteroftheirroofwasverygrateful,andthepuddlesofthepathsweredryingupwiththehastewhichpuddleshavetomakeinGermany,betweenrains,iftheyareevergoingtodryupatall。
  Thelandlordcameouttoseeiftheywerewellserved,andhewassincerelyobligingintheEnglishhehadlearnedasawaiterinLondon。
  Mrs。MarchmadehastetoaskhimifayoungAmericanofthenameofBurnamyhadbeenstayingwithhimafewweeksbefore;andshedescribedBurnamy’sbeautyandamiabilitysovividlythatthelandlord,ifhehadbeenawoman,couldnothavefailedtorememberhim。Buthefailed,witharealgrief,apparently,andcertainlyarealpoliteness,torecalleitherhisnameorhisperson。Thelandlordwasanintelligent,good-
  lookingyoungfellow;hetoldthemthathewaslatelymarried,andtheylikedhimsomuchthattheyweresorrytoseehimafterwardsprivatelyboxingtheearsofthepiccolo,thewaiter’slittleunderstudy。Perhapsthepiccolodeservedit,buttheywouldrathernothavewitnessedhispunishment;hisbeinginadress-coatseemedtomakeitalsoanindignity。
  Inthelateafternoontheywenttothecaf?intheoldOrangeryoftheSchlossforacupoftea,andfoundthemselvesinthecompanyofseveralAnsbachladieswhohadbroughttheirwork,intheevidenthabitofcomingthereeveryafternoonfortheircoffeeandforadishofgossip。Theywerekind,uncomely,motherly-lookingbodies;oneofthemcombedherhairatthetable;andtheyallsatoutsideofthecaf?withtheirfeetonthebordersofthepuddleswhichhadnotdriedupthereintheshadeofthebuilding。
  Adeeplawn,darkenedatitsfartheredgebythelongshadowsoftrees,stretchedbeforethemwiththesunsetlightonit,anditwasallveryquietandfriendly。TheteabroughttotheMarcheswasbrewedfromsomeherbapparentlyofnativegrowth,withbitsofwhatlookedlikewillowleavesinit,butitwasflavoredwithacloveineachcup,andtheysatcontentedlyoveritandtriedtomakeoutwhattheAnsbachladieswere,talkingabout。ThesehadrecognizedthestrangersforAmericans,andoneofthemexplainedthatAmericansspokethesamelanguageastheEnglishandyetwerenotquitethesamepeople。
  “Shediffersfromthegirlinthebook-store。”saidMarch,translatingtohiswife。“LetusgetawaybeforeshesaysthatwearenotsoniceastheEnglish。”andtheymadeofftowardtheavenueoftreesbeyondthelawn。
  Therewereafewpeoplewalkingupanddowninthealley,makingthemostofthemomentofdryweather。Theysalutedoneanotherlikeacquaintances,andthreeclean-shaven,walnut-facedoldpeasantsbowedinresponsetoMarch’sstare,withaself-respectfulcivility。TheywereyeomenoftheregionofAnsbach,wherethecountryroundaboutisdottedwiththeircottages,andnotheldinvasthomelesstractsbythenoblesasinNorthGermany。
  TheBavarianwhohadimpartedthisfacttoMarchatbreakfast,notwithoutacertaintacitprideinittothedisadvantageofthePrussians,wasatthesuppertable,andwasdisposedtomoretalk,whichhemanagedinastout,slowEnglishofhisown。HesaidhehadneverreallyspokenEnglishwithanEnglish-speakingpersonbefore,oratallsincehestudieditinschoolatMunich。