首页 >出版文学> Their Silver Wedding Journey>第51章
  War,andhadsplendidlylostittoGustavusAdolphus,andthengotitbackagainandheldittillNapoleontookitfromthem。HegaveitwiththeirflocktotheBavarians,whointurnbrieflyyieldedittothePrussiansin1866,andwerenowinapparentlyfinalpossessionofit。
  Beforetheprince-bishops,CharlemagneandBarbarossahadcomeandgone,andsincetheprince-bishopstherehadbeenvisitingthronesandkingdomsenoughintheancientcity,whichwassoontobeillustratedbythepresenceofimperialGermany,royal,WirtembergandSaxony,grand-ducalBadenandWeimar,andasurfeitofalltheminorpotentatesamongthosewhospeakthebeautifullanguageoftheJa。
  Butnoneofthesecoulddislodgetheprince-bishopsfromthatsupremeplacewhichtheyhadatoncetakeninMrs。March’sfancy。Thepotentateswereallgoingtobehousedinthevastpalacewhichtheprince-bishopshadbuiltthemselvesinWurzburgassoonastheyfounditsafetocomedownfromtheirstrongholdofMarienburg,andbegintoadorntheircity,andtoconfirmitinitsintensefidelitytotheChurch。TiepolohadcomeupoutofItalytofrescotheirpalace,wherehewroughtyearafteryear,inthatworldlytastewhichhassomehowcometoexpressthemostsovereignmomentofecclesiasticism。ItprevailedsouniversallyinWurzburgthatitleftherwiththenameoftheRococoCity,intrenchedinaperiodoftimeequallyremotefromearlyChristianityandmodernProtestantism。Outofhersixtythousandsouls,onlytenthousandarenowofthereformedreligion,andthesebearaboutthesamerelationtotheCatholicspiritoftheplacethattheGothicarchitecturebearstothebaroque。
  Aslongastheprince-bishopslastedtheWurzburgersgotonverywellwithbutonenewspaper,andperhapsthesmallestamountofmerrymakingknownoutsideofthecolonyofMassachusettsBayatthesameepoch。Theprince-bishopshadtheirfingerineverybody’spie,andtheyportionedoutthecakesandale,whichweremadeaccordingtoformulasoftheirown。Thedistractionswereallofareligiouscharacter;churches,convents,monasteries,abounded;ecclesiasticalprocessionsandsolemnitieswerethespectaclesthatedifiediftheydidnotamusethedevoutpopulation。
  ItseemedtoMarchanironicaloutcomeofallthisspiritualseveritythatoneofthegreatestmodernscientificdiscoveriesshouldhavebeenmadeinWurzburg,andthattheRoentgenraysshouldnowbegivinghernameasplendordestinedtoeclipsethegloriesofherpast。
  Mrs。Marchcouldnotallowthattheywoulddoso;oratleastthatthenameofRoentgenwouldeverlendmorelustretohiscitythanthatofLongfellow’sWalthervonderVogelweide。ShewasnolesssurprisedthanpleasedtorealizethatthisfriendofthebirdswasaWurzburger,andshesaidthattheirfirstpilgrimageinthemorningshouldbetothechurchwhereheliesburied。
  Marchwentdowntobreakfastnotquitesoearlyashiswifehadplanned,andlefthertohavehercoffeeinherroom。Hegotapleasanttableinthegalleryoverlookingtheriver,andhedecidedthatthelandscape,thoughitnowseemedtoberathertoomuchstudiedfromadrop-certain,hadcertainlylostnothingofitscharmintheclearmorninglight。Thewaiterbroughthisbreakfast,andafteralittledelaycamebackwithacardwhichheinsistedwasforMarch。ItwasnottillheputonhisglassesandreadthenameofMr。R。M。Kenbythathewasableatalltoagreewiththewaiter,whostoodpassiveathiselbow。
  “Well。”hesaid,“whywasn’tthiscardsentuplastnight?”
  Thewaiterexplainedthatthegentlemanhadjust,givenhimhiscard,afteraskingMarch’snationality,andwasthenbreakfastinginthenextroom。Marchcaughtuphisnapkinandranroundthepartitionwall,andKenbyrosewithhisnapkinandhurriedtomeethim。
  “Ithoughtitmustbeyou。”hecalledout,joyfully,astheystrucktheirextendedhandstogether,“butsomanypeoplelookalike,nowadays,thatI
  don’ttrustmyeyesanymore。”
  KenbysaidhehadspentthetimesincetheylastmetpartlyinLeipsicandpartlyinGotha,wherehehadamusedhimselfinrubbinguphisrustyGerman。AssoonasherealizedthatWurzburgwassonearhehadslippeddownfromGothaforaglimpseofthemanoeuvres。HeaddedthathesupposedMarchwastheretoseethem,andheaskedwithaquiteunembarrassedsmileiftheyhadmetMr。AddinginCarlsbad,andwithoutheedingMarch’sanswer,helaughedandadded:“Ofcourse,IknowshemusthavetoldMrs。Marchallaboutit。”
  Marchcouldnotdenythis;helaughed,too;thoughinhiswife’sabsencehefeltboundtoforbidhimselfanythingmoreexplicit。
  “Idon’tgiveitup,youknow。”Kenbywenton,withperfectease。“I’mnotayoungfellow,ifyoucallthirty-nineold。”
  “AtmyageIdon’t。”Marchputin,andtheyroaredtogether,inmen’ssecurityfromtheencroachmentsoftime。
  “ButshehappenstobetheonlywomanI’veeverreallywantedtomarry,formorethanafewdaysatastretch。Youknowhowitiswithus。”
  “Oh,yes,Iknow。”saidMarch,andtheyshoutedagain。
  “We’reinlove,andwe’reoutoflove,twentytimes。Butthisisn’tamerefancy;it’saconviction。Andthere’snoreasonwhysheshouldn’tmarryme。”
  Marchsmiledgravely,andhissmilewasnotlostuponKenby。“Youmeantheboy。”hesaid。“Well,IlikeRose。”andnowMarchreallyfeltsweptfromhisfeet。“Shedoesn’tdenythatshelikesme,butsheseemstothinkthathermarryingagainwilltakeherfromhim;thefactis,itwillonlygivemetohim。Asfordevotingherwholelifetohim,shecouldn’tdoaworsethingforhim。Whattheboyneedsisaman’scare,andaman’swill——Goodheavens!Youdon’tthinkIcouldeverbeunkindtothelittlesoul?”Kenbythrewhimselfforwardoverthetable。
  “Mydearfellow!”Marchprotested。
  “I’drathercutoffmyrighthand!“Kenbypursued,excitedly,andthenhesaid,withahumorousdrop:“Thefactis,Idon’tbelieveIshouldwanthersomuchifIcouldn’thaveRosetoo。Iwanttohavethemboth。
  Sofar,I’veonlygotnoforananswer;butI’mnotgoingtokeepit。
  IhadaletterfromRoseatCarlsbad,theotherday;and——“
  Thewaitercameforwardwithafoldedscrapofpaperonhissalver,whichMarchknewmustbefromhiswife。“Whatiskeepingyouso?”shewrote。
  “Iamallready。”“It’sfromMrs。March。”heexplainedtoKenby。“Iamgoingoutwithheronsomeerrands。I’mawfullygladtoseeyouagain。
  Wemusttalkitallover,andyoumust——youmustn’t——Mrs。Marchwillwanttoseeyoulater——I——Areyouinthehotel?”
  “Ohyes。I’llseeyouattheone-o’clocktabled’hote,Isuppose。”
  MarchwentawaywithhisheadwhirlinginthequestionwhetherheshouldtellhiswifeatonceofKenby’spresence,orleaveherfreeforthepleasuresofWurzburg,tillhecouldshapethefactintosomesafeandacceptableform。Shemethimatthedoorwithherguide-books,wrapsandumbrellas,andwouldhardlygivehimtimetogetonhishatandcoat。
  “Now,IwantyoutoavoidtheStollersasfarasyoucanseethem。Thisistobearealwedding-journeyday,withnoextraneousacquaintancetobother;themorestrangersthebetter。WurzburgisricherthananythingIimagined。I’velookeditallup;I’vegottheplanofthecity,sothatwecaneasilyfindtheway。We’llwalkfirst,andtakecarriageswheneverwegettired。We’llgotothecathedralatonce;Iwantagoodgulpofrococotobeginwith;therewasn’thalfenoughofitatAnsbach。
  Isn’titstrangehowwe’vecomeroundtoit?”
  ShereferredtothatpassionfortheGothicwhichtheyhadobedientlyimbibedfromRuskininthedaysoftheirearlyItaliantravelandcourtship,whenalltheEnglish-speakingworldboweddowntohimindevoutaversionfromtherenaissance,andpiousabhorrenceoftherococo。
  “Whatbiddablelittlethingswewere!”shewenton,whileMarchwasstrugglingtokeepKenbyinthebackgroundofhisconsciousness。
  “Therococomusthavealwayshadasneakingcharmforus,whenwewerepinningourfaithtopointedarches;andyetIsupposewewereperfectlysincere。Oh,lookatthatdivinelyridiculousMadonna!”Theywerenowmakingtheirwayoutofthecrookedfootwaybehindtheirhoteltowardthestreetleadingtothecathedral,andshepointedtotheBlessedVirginoverthedoorofsomereligioushouse,herdraperybillowingaboutherfeet;herbodytwistingtoshowthesculptor’smasteryofanatomy,andthehaloheldonhertossingheadwiththehelpofstoutgiltrays。Infact,theVirgin’swholefigurewasgilded,andsowasthatofthechildinherarms。“Isn’tshedelightful?”
  “Iseewhatyoumean。”saidMarch,withadubiousglanceatthestatue,“butI’mnotsure,now,thatIwouldn’tlikesomethingquieterinmyMadonnas。”
  Thethoroughfarewhichtheyemergedupon,withthecathedralendingtheprospective,wasfulloftheholidaysonearathand。Thenarrowsidewalkswerethrongedwithpeople,bothsoldiersandcivilians,andupthemiddleofthestreetdetachmentsofmilitarycameandwent,haltingthelittlehorse-carsandthehugebeer-wagonswhichotherwiseseemedtohavethesolerighttothestreetsofWurzburg;theycamejinglingorthunderingoutoftheaidestreetsandhurledthemselvesroundthecornersrecklessofthepassers,whoescapedalivebyflatteningthemselveslikepostersagainstthehousewalls。Therewerepeasants,menandwomen,inthecostumewhichtheunbrokencourseoftheircountrylifehadkeptasquaintasitwasahundredyearsbefore;therewerecitizensinthemisfitsofthelatestGermanfashions;thereweresoldiersofallarmsintheirvividuniforms,andfromtimetotimetherewereprettyyounggirlsinwhitedresseswithlownecks,andbarearmsglovedtotheelbows,whowerefollowingaholidaycustomoftheplaceingoingaboutthestreetsinballcostume。TheshopwindowswerefilledwithportraitsoftheEmperorandtheEmpress,andthePrince-Regentandtheladiesofhisfamily;theGermanandBavariancolorsdrapedthefacadesofthehousesandfestoonedthefantasticMadonnasposingabovesomanyportals。Themodernpatriotismincludedtheancientpietywithoutdisturbingit;therocococityremainedecclesiasticalthroughitsnewimperialism,andkeptthestampgivenitbythelongruleoftheprince-bishopsunderthesovereigntyofitsKingandthesuzeraintyofitsKaiser。