首页 >出版文学> Materialist Conception of History>第62章
  “Whatisthematter?“sheasked。
  “Oh,nothin’。“
  “Youspokeasifyouwereinpain。“
  “Nowonder。I’mlookin’atsomethin’thatgivesmeapain。Thatwizened-uplandsharkofaJerryCliffordisinsight,boundtothepost-office,Ical’late。Goin’toputaone-centstamponaletterandletthefellerthatgetsitpaytheothercent,Isuppose。Healwaysasksthepostmastertolickthestamp,so’stosavethewearandtearonhisowntongue。That’safact……No,“headded,amomentlater,“heain’tgoin’totheoffice;he’sturnin’downthelanehere……Eh!Jumpin’fireofbrimstone,Idobelieve——
  WHATintheworld?“
  ForMr。Clifford’sstepwasupontheplatformofthestoreandinanothermomentthedooropenedandthetight-fistedonehimselfappeared。Shadrachsaidnothing;hecouldonlystareinamazement。
  IthadbeenmorethantwoyearssinceJeremiahhadcrossedthatthreshold。
  Buthecrosseditnow。And,afteralookabouttheplace,ignoringtheCaptaincompletely,hewalkedovertothedesk。Hedidnotlookhappy。Mary,onthecontrary,lookedverymuchpleased。
  “Goodmorning,Mr。Clifford,“shesaid。
  Jeremiah,whowasalittlethinman,lookedupatherfromunderhisheavygrayeyebrowsandabovehisspectacles。Hedidnotacknowledgethesalutation。
  “Umph!“hegruntedsavagely。“Youthinkyou’resmart,don’tye?“
  Shadrachstartedforward。
  “Why,you——“hebegan。Maryheldupherhand。
  “Don’tinterfere,UncleShad,“sheordered。“ThisisMr。Clifford’saffairandmine。Weunderstandeachotherperfectly。“Then,turningtothefrowningJeremiah,shesaid:“Why,yes,thankyou,Mr。Clifford,IdothinkIamratherclever——justnow。Don’tyouthinkIam,yourself?“
  Againthevisitorignoredthequestion。
  “Whatdidyougoandstickanattachmentonthatlandofminefor?“
  hedemanded。
  “Surelyyoudon’tneedtoaskmethat,Mr。Clifford。Theamountisonehundredandtendollarsandsixty-threecents。IrememberitandIshouldimagineyoumust;certainlyithasbeencalledtoyourattentionoftenenough。“
  “Umph!Well,youcankeepyourdarnedoldattachment。“
  “Verywell;andyoucankeepyourland——whatisleft,Imean。I
  thinkyouwillkeepitforsometime——afterItellMr。Keiththefacts。Hewillbeherethisafternoon,youknow。“
  ItwasevidentthatJeremiahwasquiteawareofthetimeofSamKeith’sarrival。Histeeth——thefewremaining——snappedtogetherand,asCaptainShadrachsaidafterwards,helookedasifundecidedwhethertobiteorputbackhisheadandhowl。Apparentlyhedecidedthathowlingwassafer。
  “Iwascal’latin’topaythatbillofyours,anyhow,“hesaid。
  “Ofcourse,andwewerecalculatingthatyouwould,“saidMarysweetly。“Yourcalculationsandoursareprovingtrue,Mr。
  Clifford。That’snice,isn’tit?“
  Fromthedirectionofthebackroom,whereSimeonwasbusywithhisorders,camethesoundofasmotheredlaugh。Shadrach,uponwhomunderstandingofthesituationwasjustbeginningtodawn,slappedhisknee。Mr。Cliffordlookedpositivelyvenomous。
  “IfIpaythatbill——that——whatwasit?——thathundredandtendollarsyousayIoweyou——doIgetthatattachmentoffmylandrightaway?“hedemanded。
  “Ifyoupaytheonehundredandtendollars——andthesixty-threecents——IshallphoneJudgeBaxterthenextminute,“saidMarypromptly。
  Jeremiahhesitatednolonger。HehadconsideredthesituationinallitsphasesbeforeleavinghomeandtheonehundredandtendollarswasbutasmallitemcomparedtohisexpectedprofitonthesaleoftheNorthInletland。Hereachedintohispocket,producedalong,dingyleatherpocketbookwoundaboutwithtwine,unwoundthetwine,openedthepocketbookandproducedablankcheck。
  “Givemeapenandink,“hesnarled,“andI’llfillthisin。“
  TheCaptainreachedforthepenandinkbottle,butMaryinterfered。
  “Cash,ifyouplease,“shesaidsweetly。
  Jeremiahlookedathersteadilyforwhatseemedalongtime。Thenshewassurprisedtoseethecornerofhisliptwitchandnoticeagrimtwinkleinhiseye。Alsotherewasagrudgingnoteofadmirationinhisvoicewhenhenextspoke。
  “Ain’ttakin’nochances,beyou?“hesaiddryly。
  “No。Don’tyouthinkwe’vetakenenoughalready?“
  Mr。Clifforddidnotanswer。Hereplacedtheblankcheckinhispocketbookand,fromanothercompartment,extractedsomebillsrolledinatightlittlecylinderandwoundaboutwithelastic。
  “Thereyoube,“hesaidshortly。Then,turningtoShadrach,headded:“Don’tIgetnothin’offforpayin’cash?“
  Fromthebackroomcameavigorous“Haw,haw!“EvenMarylaughedaloud。AsforCaptainShad,hecouldonlystare,struckspeechlessbyhisvisitor’saudacity。Mary,whenshehadfinishedlaughing,answeredforhim。
  “Weshalldeducttheinterestwemighthavechargedyou,Mr。
  Clifford,“shesaid。“Thankyou。Thereisyourchangeandthereisthereceiptedbill。Now,IshallcallupJudgeBaxter。“
  Whenshereturnedfromthepost-officeJeremiahwasstillthere。
  Shadrach,allsmiles,wasdoingupparcels。
  “Whatarethose,UncleShad?“askedMary。Mr。Cliffordanswered。
  “Oh,IthoughtImightaswellbuyalittlesugarandflourandsuch,“hesaid。“Alwayscomeinhandy,theydo。Send’emupwhenyougettoit。Good-by。“
  Hishandwasonthedoor,butMarycalledtohim。
  “Mr。Clifford,“shecalled;“justaminute,please。Areyouinanyhurryforthesethings——thesugarandtherestofit?“
  “No,don’tknow’sIbe,’special’;why?“
  “Oh,nothing,exceptthatifyouwereinahurryIshouldadviseyourpayingforthem。Itoldyou,youremember,thatweweren’ttakingchances。“
  ForaninstantJeremiahstoodthereglowering。Thenhedidanotherastonishingthing。Hetookoutthepocketbookoncemoreandfromitextractedatwo-dollarbill。
  “Takeitoutofthat,“hesaid,“andsendmeareceiptedbillafterwards。Ialwayscal’latetoknowwhatI’vepaidfor。Andsay,you——what’syourname——Mary’-Gusta,ifyougettiredofworkin’forShadGouldandZoethHamilton,comeroundandseeme。I’vegot——I
  meanmywife’sgot——twoorthreemortgagesthat’sbehindontheinterest。Iain’tbeenabletocollectitforheryet,but——but,bytime,IbelieveYOUcould!“
  HewentoutandthenextmomentMarywasalmostsmotheredinheruncle’sembrace。
  “Afterthis——afterTHIS,“roaredShadrach,“I’llbelieveanything’spossibleifyou’vegotahandinit,Mary’-Gusta。IfYOU’DbeenJonahyou’dhaveputthewhaleinyourpocketandswumashore。“
  CHAPTERXXVII
  EarlyinApril,whenMaryannouncedthatshewasreadytoputintooperationherbiggestandmostambitiousplan,suggestedtheyearbeforebyBarbaraHowe——thetea-roomandgift-shopplan——theCaptaindidnotofferstrenuousopposition。
  “Ican’tseemuchsenseinit,“headmitted。“Idon’tknow’sIknowwhatit’sallabout。NighasIcanmakeoutyou’refiggerin’toopenupsomekindofahigh-tonedeatin’house。Isthatit?“
  “Why,no,UncleShad,notexactly,“explainedMary。
  “Thenwhatisit——adrinkin’house?Ipresumelikelythat’sit,bein’asyoucallita’tea-room。’Kindofatemperancesaloon,eh?
  Can’tafellergetcoffeeinit,ifhewantsto?Idon’twakeupnightsmuchhankerin’forteamyself。“
  “Listen,UncleShad:Atea-room——atleastatearoomofthesortI
  intendtohave——isaplacewherethesummerpeople,thewomenandgirlsespecially,willcomeandsitatlittletablesanddrinkteaandeatcakesandicecreamandlookoffattheocean,iftheweatherispleasant——“
  “Yes,andatthefog,if’tain’t;andtalkabouttheirneighbor’sclothesandrundownthecharactersoftheirbestfriends。Yes,yes,Isee;sortofasewin’circlewithoutthesewin’。Allright,heaveaheadandgetyourtea-roomoffthewaysifyouwantto。Ifanybodycanmakethethingkeepafloatyoucan,Mary-’Gusta。“
  SoMary,thusencouraged,wentontoputherschemeintoeffect。
  Shehadbeenplanningthedetailsforsometime。Abouthalfwaydownthelaneleadingtothehousefromthestorewasanothersmallstory-and-a-halfdwellingoftheold-fashionedCapeCodtype。Itstooduponalittlehillandcommandedawideviewofoceanandbeachandvillage。Thereweresomeweather-beatentreesandatangleofshrubsaboutit。Ithadbeenuntenantedforagoodwhileandwasinratherbadrepair。