首页 >出版文学> McTeague>第14章

第14章

  Thedayhehadspokentoherinhis“Parlors“shehadonlybeenterrified。Ifhehadconfinedhimselftomerelyspeaking,asdidMarcus,topleadingwithher,towooingheratadistance,forestallingherwishes,showingherlittleattentions,sendingherboxesofcandy,shecouldhaveeasilywithstoodhim。Buthehadonlytotakeherinhisarms,tocrushdownherstrugglewithhisenormousstrength,tosubdueher,conquerherbysheerbruteforce,andshegaveupinaninstant。
  Butwhy——whyhadshedoneso?Whydidshefeelthedesire,thenecessityofbeingconqueredbyasuperiorstrength?
  Whydiditpleaseher?Whyhaditsuddenlythrilledherfromheadtofootwithaquick,terrifyinggustofpassion,thelikeofwhichshehadneverknown?NeverathisbesthadMarcusmadeherfeellikethat,andyetshehadalwaysthoughtshecaredforCousinMarkmorethanforanyoneelse。
  WhenMcTeaguehadallatoncecaughtherinhishugearms,somethinghadleapedtolifeinher——somethingthathadhithertolaindormant,somethingstrongandoverpowering。
  Itfrightenedhernowasshethoughtofit,thissecondselfthathadwakenedwithinher,andthatshoutedandclamoredforrecognition。Andyet,wasittobefeared?Wasitsomethingtobeashamedof?Wasitnot,afterall,natural,clean,spontaneous?Trinaknewthatshewasapuregirl;
  knewthatthissuddencommotionwithinhercarriedwithitnosuggestionofvice。
  Dimly,asfiguresseeninawakingdream,theseideasfloatedthroughTrina’smind。Itwasquitebeyondhertorealizethemclearly;shecouldnotknowwhattheymeant。
  UntilthatrainydaybytheshoreofthebayTrinahadlivedherlifewithaslittleself-consciousnessasatree。Shewasfrank,straightforward,ahealthy,naturalhumanbeing,withoutsexasyet。Shewasalmostlikeaboy。Atoncetherehadbeenamysteriousdisturbance。Thewomanwithinhersuddenlyawoke。
  DidsheloveMcTeague?Difficultquestion。Didshechoosehimforbetterorforworse,deliberately,ofherownfreewill,orwasTrinaherselfallowedevenachoiceinthetakingofthatstepthatwastomakeormarherlife?TheWomanisawakened,and,startingfromhersleep,catchesblindlyatwhatfirsthernewlyopenedeyeslightupon。Itisaspell,awitchery,ruledbychancealone,inexplicable——afairyqueenenamoredofaclownwithass’sears。
  McTeaguehadawakenedtheWoman,and,whethershewouldorno,shewashisnowirrevocably;struggleagainstitasshewould,shebelongedtohim,bodyandsoul,forlifeorfordeath。Shehadnotsoughtit,shehadnotdesiredit。Thespellwaslaiduponher。Wasitablessing?Wasitacurse?Itwasallone;shewashis,indissolubly,forevilorforgood。
  Andhe?Theveryactofsubmissionthatboundthewomantohimforeverhadmadeherseemlessdesirableinhiseyes。
  Theirundoinghadalreadybegun。Yetneitherofthemwastoblame。Fromthefirsttheyhadnotsoughteachother。
  Chancehadbroughtthemfacetoface,andmysteriousinstinctsasungovernableasthewindsofheavenwereatworkknittingtheirlivestogether。Neitherofthemhadaskedthatthisthingshouldbe——thattheirdestinies,theirverysouls,shouldbethesportofchance。Iftheycouldhaveknown,theywouldhaveshunnedthefearfulrisk。Buttheywereallowednovoiceinthematter。Whyshoulditallbe?
  IthadbeenonaWednesdaythatthesceneintheBStreetstationhadtakenplace。Throughouttherestoftheweek,ateveryhouroftheday,Trinaaskedherselfthesamequestion:“DoIlovehim?DoIreallylovehim?Isthiswhatloveislike?“AssherecalledMcTeague——recalledhishuge,square-cuthead,hissalientjaw,hisshockofyellowhair,hisheavy,lumberingbody,hisslowwits——shefoundlittletoadmireinhimbeyondhisphysicalstrength,andatsuchmomentssheshookherheaddecisively。“No,surelyshedidnotlovehim。“Sundayafternoon,however,McTeaguecalled。Trinahadpreparedalittlespeechforhim。ShewastotellhimthatshedidnotknowwhathadbeenthematterwithherthatWednesdayafternoon;thatshehadactedlikeabadgirl;thatshedidnotlovehimwellenoughtomarryhim;thatshehadtoldhimasmuchoncebefore。
  McTeaguesawheraloneinthelittlefrontparlor。Theinstantsheappearedhecamestraighttowardsher。Shesawwhathewasbentupondoing。“Waitaminute,“shecried,puttingoutherhands。“Wait。Youdon’tunderstand。I
  havegotsomethingtosaytoyou。“Shemightaswellhavetalkedtothewind。McTeagueputasideherhandswithasinglegesture,andgrippedhertohiminabearlikeembracethatallbutsmotheredher。Trinawasbutareedbeforethatgiantstrength。McTeagueturnedherfacetohisandkissedheragainuponthemouth。WherewasallTrina’sresolvethen?Wherewashercarefullypreparedlittlespeech?
  Wherewasallherhesitationandtorturingdoubtsofthelastfewdays?SheclaspedMcTeague’shugeredneckwithbothherslenderarms;sheraisedheradorablelittlechinandkissedhiminreturn,exclaiming:“Oh,Idoloveyou!I
  doloveyou!“Neverafterwardwerethetwosohappyasatthatmoment。
  Alittlelaterinthatsameweek,whenMarcusandMcTeagueweretakinglunchatthecarconductors’coffee-joint,theformersuddenlyexclaimed:
  “Say,Mac,nowthatyou’vegotTrina,yououghttodomoreforher。Bydamn!yououghtto,forafact。Whydon’tyoutakeheroutsomewhere——tothetheatre,orsomewhere?Youain’tontoyourjob。“
  Naturally,McTeaguehadtoldMarcusofhissuccesswithTrina。Marcushadtakenonagrandair。
  “You’vegother,haveyou?Well,I’mgladofit,oldman。I
  am,forafact。Iknowyou’llbehappywithher。I
  knowhowIwouldhavebeen。Iforgiveyou;yes,Iforgiveyou,freely。“
  McTeaguehadnotthoughtoftakingTrinatothetheatre。
  “YouthinkIoughtto,Mark?“heinquired,hesitating。
  Marcusanswered,withhismouthfullofsuetpudding:
  “Why,ofcourse。That’sthepropercaper。“
  “Well——well,that’sso。Thetheatre——that’stheword。“
  “TakehertothevarietyshowattheOrpheum。There’sagoodshowtherethisweek;you’llhavetotakeMrs。Sieppe,too,ofcourse,“headded。Marcuswasnotsureofhimselfasregardedcertainproprieties,nor,forthatmatter,wereanyofthepeopleofthelittleworldofPolkStreet。Theshopgirls,theplumbers’apprentices,thesmalltradespeople,andtheirlike,whosesocialpositionwasnotclearlydefined,couldneverbesurehowfartheycouldgoandyetpreservetheir“respectability。“Whentheywishedtobe“proper,“theyinvariablyoverdidthething。Itwasnotasiftheybelongedtothe“tough“element,whohadnoappearancestokeepup。PolkStreetrubbedelbowswiththe“avenue“oneblockabove。Therewerecertainlimitswhichitsdwellerscouldnotoverstep;butunfortunatelyforthem,theselimitswerepoorlydefined。Theycouldneverbesureofthemselves。Atanunguardedmomenttheymightbetakenfor“toughs,“sotheygenerallyerredintheotherdirection,andwereabsurdlyformal。Nopeoplehaveakeenereyefortheamenitiesthanthosewhosesocialpositionisnotassured。
  “Oh,sure,you’llhavetotakehermother,“insistedMarcus。
  “Itwouldn’tbetheproperracketifyoudidn’t。“
  McTeagueundertooktheaffair。Itwasanordeal。Neverinhislifehadhebeensoperturbed,sohorriblyanxious。HecalleduponTrinathefollowingWednesdayandmadearrangements。Mrs。SieppeaskediflittleAugustmightbeincluded。Itwouldconsolehimforthelossofhissteamboat。
  “Sure,sure,“saidMcTeague。“Augusttoo——everybody,“headded,vaguely。
  “Wealwayshavetoleavesoearly,“complainedTrina,“inordertocatchthelastboat。Justwhenit’sbecominginteresting。“
  AtthisMcTeague,actinguponasuggestionofMarcusSchouler’s,insistedtheyshouldstayattheflatovernight。Marcusandthedentistwouldgiveuptheirroomstothemandsleepatthedoghospital。TherewasabedthereinthesickwardthatoldGrannissometimesoccupiedwhenabadcaseneededwatching。AllatonceMcTeaguehadanidea,averitableinspiration。
  “Andwe’ll——we’ll——we’llhave——what’sthematterwithhavingsomethingtoeatafterwardinmy“Parlors?“
  “Vairygoot,“commentedMrs。Sieppe。“Bier,eh?Andsomedamales。“
  “Oh,Ilovetamales!“exclaimedTrina,claspingherhands。
  McTeaguereturnedtothecity,rehearsinghisinstructionsoverandover。Thetheatrepartybegantoassumetremendousproportions。Firstofall,hewastogettheseats,thethirdorfourthrowfromthefront,ontheleft-handside,soastobeoutofthehearingofthedrumsintheorchestra;hemustmakearrangementsabouttheroomswithMarcus,mustgetinthebeer,butnotthetamales;mustbuyforhimselfawhitelawntie——soMarcusdirected;mustlooktoitthatMariaMacapaputhisroominperfectorder;and,finally,mustmeettheSieppesattheferryslipathalf-
  pastseventhefollowingMondaynight。
  Thereallaboroftheaffairbeganwiththebuyingofthetickets。AtthetheatreMcTeaguegotintowrongentrances;
  wassentfromonewickettoanother;wasbewildered,confused;misunderstooddirections;wasatonemomentsuddenlyconvincedthathehadnotenoughmoneywithhim,andstartedtoreturnhome。Finallyhefoundhimselfatthebox-officewicket。
  “Isithereyoubuyyourseats?“
  “Howmany?“
  “Isithere——“
  “Whatnightdoyouwant’em?Yes,sir,here’stheplace。“
  McTeaguegravelydeliveredhimselfoftheformulahehadbeenrecitingforthelastdozenhours。
  “IwantfourseatsforMondaynightinthefourthrowfromthefront,andontheright-handside。“
  “Righthandasyoufacethehouseorasyoufacethestage?“McTeaguewasdumfounded。
  “Iwanttobeontheright-handside,“heinsisted,stolidly;adding,“inordertobeawayfromthedrums。“