首页 >出版文学> The Yellow Crayon>第7章
  “Whynot?“sheaskedcoolly。“Ihavebeeninitforyears,youknow,andwhenIgotbackfromSouthAfricaeverythingseemedsoterriblyslowthatIbeggedforsomeworktodo。“
  “Andtheysentyouhere-tome?“
  “Yes,“sheanswered,“andIwasherealsoafewweeksago,butyoumustnotaskmeanythingaboutthat。“
  Mr。Sabin’seyebrowscontracted,hisfacedarkened。Sheshrankalittleawayfromhim。
  “Soitisyouwhohaverobbedmeofher,then,“hesaidslowly。
  “Yes,thedescriptionfitsyouwellenough。Iaskyou,LadyCarey,torememberthelasttimewhenchancebroughtyouandmetogether。
  HaveIdeservedthisfromyou?“
  Shemadealittlegestureofimpotence。
  “Dobereasonable!“shebegged。“WhatchoicehadI?“
  Helookedathersteadfastly。
  “Thefollyofwomen-ofcleverwomensuchasyou,“hesaid,“isabsolutelyamazing。Youhavedeliberatelymadeaslaveofyourself-“
  “Onemusthavedistraction,“shemurmured。
  “Distraction!Andsoyouplayatthissortofthing。Isitworthwhile?“
  Hereyesforamomentcloudedoverwithweariness。
  “Whenonehasfilledthecupoflifetothebrimformanyyears,“
  shesaid,“whatremainsthatisworthwhile?“
  Hebowed。
  “Youareayoungwoman,“hesaid。“Youshouldnotyethavelearnedtospeakwithsuchbitterness。Asforme-well,Iamoldindeed。
  Inyouthandagetheaffectionsclaimus。Iamapproachingmysecondchildhood。“
  Shelaughedderisively,yetnotunkindly。“Whatfolly!“sheexclaimed。
  “Youareright,“headmitted。“Isupposeitisthefaultofoldassociations。“
  “Inafewminutes,“shesaid,smilingathim,“weshouldhavebecomesentimental。“
  “I,“headmitted,“wasflounderingalready。“
  Sheshruggedhershoulders。
  “Youtalkasthoughsentimentwereabog。“
  “Therehavebeenworsesimiles,“hedeclared。
  “Howhorrid!Anddoyouknow,sir,forallyourindignationyouhavenotyeteveninquiredafteryourwife’shealth。“
  “Itrust,“hesaid,“thatsheiswell。“
  “Sheisinexcellenthealth。“
  “Yoursecondvisittothiscountry,“heremarked,“followsveryswiftlyuponyourfirst。“
  Shenodded。
  “Iamhere,“shesaid,““onyouraccount。“
  “Youexcitemyinterest,“hedeclared。“MayIknowyourmission?“
  “Ihavetoremindyouofyourpledge,“shesaid,“toassureyouofLucille’swelfare,andtopreventyourleavingthecountry。“
  “Marvelous!“heexclaimed,withaslightmockingsmile。“AndmayIaskwhatmeansyouintendtoemploytokeepmehere?“
  “Well,“shesaid,“Ihavelargediscretionarypowers。Wehaveaverystrongbranchoveronthisside,butIwouldverymuchratherinduceyoutostayherewithoutapplyingtothem。“
  “Andtheinducements?“heasked。
  Shetookacigarettefromaboxwhichstoodonthetableandlitone。
  “Well,“shesaid,“Imightappealtoyourhospitality,mightInot?
  Iaminastrangecountrywhichyouhavemadeyourhome。Iwanttobeshownround。DoyourememberdiningwithmeonenightattheAmbassador’s?Itwasveryhot,evenforParis,andwedroveafterwardsintheBois。Askmetodinewithyouhere,won’tyou?
  Ihaveneverquiteforgottenthelasttime。“
  Mr。Sabinlaughedsoftly,butwithundisguisedmirth。
  “Come,“hesaid,“thisisanexcellentstart。YouaretoplaytheCirceuptodate,andIamtobebeguiled。HowoughtItoansweryou?IdoremembertheAmbassador’s,andIdorememberdrivingdowntheBoisinyourvictoria,andholding-IbelieveIamright-yourhand。Youhavenorighttodisturbthosecharmingmemoriesbyattemptingtoturnthemintobathos。“
  Sheblewoutalittlecloudoftobaccosmoke,andwatcheditthoughtfully。
  “Ah!“sheremarked。“Iwonderwhoisbetteratthat,youorI?
  Imaynotbeexactlyasentimentalperson,butyou-youareaflint。“
  “Onthecontrary,“Mr。Sabinassuredherearnestly,“Iamverymuchinlovewithmywife。“
  “Dearme!“sheexclaimed。“Youcarryoriginalitytoquixoticism。
  IhavemetseveralmenbeforeinmylifewhomIhavesuspectedofsuchathing,butIneverheardanyoneconfessit。Thislittledomesticcontretemps-isthen,Ipresume,disagreeabletoyou!“
  “Tothelastdegree,“Mr。Sabinasserted。“SomuchsothatI
  leaveforEnglandbytheCampania。“
  Sheshookherheadslowly。
  “Iwouldn’tifIwereyou。“
  “Whynot?“
  LadyCareythrewawaytheendofhercigarette,andlookedforamomentthoughtfullyatherlongwhitefingersglitteringwithrings。
  Thenshebegantodrawonhergloves。
  “Well,inthefirstplace,“shesaid,“Lucillewillhavenotimetospareforyou。Youwillbedetropindecidedlyanuncomfortableposition。Youwouldn’tfindLondonatallagoodplacetoliveinjustnow,evenifyouevergotthere-whichIaminclinedtodoubt。
  Andsecondly,hereamI-“
  “Circe!“hemurmured。
  “Waitingtobeentertained,inastrangecountry,almostfriendless。
  Iwanttobeshowneverything,takeneverywhere。AndIamdyingtoseeyourhomeatLenox。Idonotthinkyourattitudetowardsmeintheleasthospitable。“
  “Come,youarejudgingmeveryquickly,“hedeclared。“WhatopportunitieshaveIhad?“
  “WhatopportunitiescantherebeifyousailbytheCampania?“
  “Youmightdinewithmeto-nightatleast。“
  “Impossible!TheDalkeithshaveapartytomeetme。Cometoo,won’tyou?Theylovedukes-evenFrenchones。“
  Heshookhishead。
  “Thereisnoattractionformeinalargeparty,“heanswered。“I
  amgettingtoanagewhentomakeconversationinreturnforadinnerseemsscarcelyafairexchange。“
  “Fromyourhost’spointofview,oryours?“
  “Fromboth!Besides,one’sdigestionsuffers。“
  “Youarecertainlygettingold,“shedeclared。“Come,Imustgo。
  Youhaven’tbeenabitnicetome。WhenshallIseeyouagain?“
  “Itis,“heanswered,“foryoutosay。“
  Shelookedathimforamomentthoughtfully。
  “Supposing,“shesaid,“thatIcriedofftheyachtraceto-day。
  Wouldyoutakemeouttolunch?“
  Hesmiled。
  “Mydearlady,“hesaid,“itisforCircetocommand-andformetoobey。“
  “Andyou’llcomeandhaveteawithmeafterwardsattheWaldorf?“
  “That,“Mr。Sabindeclared,“willaddstillfurthertomyhappiness。“
  “Willyoucallforme,then-andwhereshallwehavelunch,andatwhattime?Imustgoanddevelopaheadacheatonce,orthattiresomeDalkeithboywillbepoundingatmydoor。“