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第32章

  “ThenitwillbetheDevilthatwillbedrawinghim,sincethedirectionofHellisalwaystheeasiest。“
  “Well,YOUwillnotbegoingthatway,Isuppose?Youdon’taltogetherfancyit?“
  “WhyshouldI?“
  “Becauseyouhavedeclaredittobetheeasiestway。“
  “Well,Iamnotasaint。“
  “No,ha-ha!youarenot。“
  “Andyoumeanthat——?“
  “Imeannothing。Ifadog’schainbeshort,heisnottobeblamed。“
  Whereupon,settingnosetonose,thepairplungedintoaquarrelstillmoreheatedastheyexpoundedinsimple,butoftencuriouslyapposite,languageopinionsintelligibletothemselvesalone。Theonepeasant,aleanfellowwithlengthylimbs,cold,sarcasticeyes,andadark,bonycountenance,spokeloudlyandsonorously,withfrequentshrugsoftheshoulders,whiletheotherpeasant,amanstoutandbroadofbuildwhountilnowhadseemedcalm,self-assuredofdemeanour,andamanofsettledviews,breathedheavily,whilehisoxlikeeyesglowedwithanardourcausinghisfacetoflushpatchily,andhisbeardtostickoutfromhischin。
  “Lookhere,forinstance,“hegrowledashegesticulatedandrolledhisdulleyesabout。“Howcanthatbe?DoesnotevenGodknowwhereinamanoughttorestrainhimself?“
  “IftheDevilbeone’smaster,Goddoesn’tcomeintothematter。“
  “Liar!Forwhowasthefirstwhoraisedhishandagainsthisfellow?“
  “Cain。“
  “Andthefirstmanwhorepentedofasin?“
  “Adam。“
  “Ah!Yousee!“
  Heretherebrokeintothedisputeashoutof:“Theyarejustgettinghimaboard!“andthecrowd,rushingawayfromthestern,carriedwithitthetwodisputants——thesparerpeasant;
  loweringhisshoulders,andbuttoninguphisjacketashewent;
  whilethebeardedpeasant,followingathisheels,thrusthisheadforwardinasurlymannerasheshiftedhiscapfromtheoneeartotheother。
  Withaponderousbeatingofpaddlesagainstthecurrentthesteamerheavedto,andthecaptainshoutedthroughaspeaking-trumpet,withaviewtopreventingacollisionbetweenthebargeandthestemofthevessel:
  “Putherover!Puthero-o-ove-r!“
  Soonthefishing-boatcamealongside,andthehalf-drownedman,withaformaslimpasahalf-emptysack,andwaterexudingfromeverystitch,andhishithertohaggardfacegrownsmoothandsimple-looking,washoistedonboard。
  Next,onthesailorslayinghimuponthehatchwayofthebaggagehold,hesatup,leanedforward,smoothedhiswethairwiththepalmsofhishands,andaskeddully,withoutlookingatanyone:
  “Havetheyalsorecoveredmycap?“
  Someoneamongthethrongaroundhimexclaimedreprovingly:
  “Itisnotaboutyourcapthatyououghttobethinking,butaboutyoursoul。“
  Uponthishehiccupedloudlyandfreely,likeacamel,andemittedastreamofturgidwaterfromhismouth。Then,lookingatthecrowdwithlack-lustreeyes,hesaidinanapathetictone:
  “Letmebetakenelsewhere。“
  Inanswer,theboatswainsternlybadehimstretchhimselfout,andthistheyoungfellowdid,withhishandsclaspedunderhishead,andhiseyesclosed,whiletheboatswainaddedbrusquelytotheonlookers:
  “Moveaway,moveaway,goodpeople。Whatistheretostareat?
  Thisisnotashow……Hi,youmuzhik!Whydidyouplayussuchatrick,damnyou?“
  Thecrowdhowever,wasnottobesuppressed,butindulgedincomments。
  “Hemurderedhisfather,didn’the?“
  “What?THATwretchedcreature?“
  Asfortheboatswain,hesquatteduponhisheels,andproceededtosubjecttherescuedmantoacourseofstrictinterrogation。
  “Whatisthedestinationmarkedonyourticket?“
  “Perm。“
  “ThenyououghttoleavetheboatatKazan。Andwhatisyourname?“
  “Yakov。“
  “Andyoursurname?“
  “Bashkin——thoughweareknownalsoastheBukolovfamily。“
  “YourfamilyhasaDOUBLEsurname,then?“
  Withthefullpowerofhistrumpet-likelungsthebeardedpeasantevidentlyhehadlosthistemperbrokein:
  “Thoughhisuncleandhisbrotherhavebeensentencedtopenalservitudeandaretravellingtogetheronthatbarge,he——well,hehasreceivedhisdischarge!Thatisonlyapersonalmatter,however。Inspiteofwhatjudgesmaysay,oneoughtnevertokill,sinceconsciencecannotbearthethoughtofblood。Evennearlytobecomeamurdereriswrong。“
  Bythistimemoreandmorepassengershadcollectedastheyawakenedfromsleepandemergedfromthefirst-andsecond-classcabins。Amongthemwasthemate,amanwithablackmoustacheandrubicundfeatureswhoinquiredofsomeoneamidtheconfusion:“Youarenotadoctor,Isuppose?“
  andreceivedtheastonished,high-pitchedreply:“No,sir,noreverhavebeenone。“
  Tothissomeoneaddedwithadrawl:
  “Whyisadoctorneeded?Surelythemanisafellowofnoparticularimportance?“
  Overtherivertheradianceofthesummerdaylighthadgatheredincreasedstrength,and,sincethedatewasaSunday,bellsweresoundingseductivelyfromahill,andacoupleofwomeningalaapparelwhowerefollowingthemarginoftheriverwavedhandkerchiefstowardsthesteamer,andshoutedsomegreeting。
  Meanwhiletheyoungfellowlaymotionless,withhiseyesclosed。
  Divestedofhispea-jacket,andwrappedaboutwithwet,clingingunderclothing,helookedmoresymmetricalthanpreviously——hischestseemedbetterdeveloped,hisbodyplumper,andhisfacemorerotundandlessugly。
  Yetthoughthepassengersgazedathimwithcompassionordistasteorseverityorfear,asthecasemightbe,alldidsowithoutceremony,asthoughhehadnotbeenalivingmanatall。
  Forinstance,agauntgentlemaninagreyfrock-coatsaidtoaladyinayellowstrawhatadornedwithapinkribbon:
  “Atourplace,inRiazan,whenacertainmaster-watchmakerwentandhangedhimselftoaventilator,hefirstofallstoppedeverywatchandclockinhisshop。Now,thequestionis,whydidhestopthem?“
  “Anabnormalcaseindeed!“
  Ontheotherhand,adark-browedwomanwhohadherhandshiddenbeneathhershawlstoodgazingattherescuedmaninsilence,andwithhersideturnedtowardshim。Asshedidsotearswerewellinginhergrey-blueeyes。
  Presentlytwosailorsappeared。Oneofthembentovertheyoungfellow,touchedhimontheshoulder,andsaid:
  “Hi!Youaretogetup。“
  Whereupontheyoungfellowrose,andwasremovedelsewhither。
  When,afteraninterval,hereappearedondeck,hewascleananddry,andcladinacook’swhitejumperandasailor’sbluesergetrousers。Claspinghishandsbehindhisback,hunchinghisshoulders,andbendinghisheadforward,hewalkedswiftlytothestern,withathrongofidlers——atfirstonebyone,andtheninpartiesoffromthreetoadozen——followinginhiswake。
  Themanseatedhimselfuponacoilofrope,and,craninghisneckinwolf-likefashiontoeyethebystanders,frowned,letfallhistemplesuponhandsthrustintohisflaxenhair,andfixedhisgazeuponthebarge。
  Standingorsittingaboutinthehotsunshine,peoplestaredathimwithoutstint。Evidentlytheywouldhaveliked,butdidnotdare,toengagehiminconversation。Presentlythebigpeasantalsoarrivedonthescene,and,afterglancingatallpresent,tookoffhishat,andwipedhisperspiringface。Next,agrey-headedoldmanwitharednose,athinwispofbeard,andwateryeyesclearedhisthroat,andinhoneyedtonestooktheinitiative。
  “Wouldyoumindtellingushowitallhappened?“hebegan。
  “WhyshouldIdoso?“retortedtheyoungfellowwithoutmoving。
  Takingaredhandkerchieffromhisbosom,theoldmanshookitoutandapplieditcautiouslytohiseyes。Thenhesaidthroughitsfoldsinthequietaccentsofamanwhoisdeterminedtopersevere:
  “Why,yousay?Forthereasonthattheoccasionisonewhenalloughttoknowthetru——“