首页 >出版文学> Indian Summer of a Forsyte>第24章
  Soamesslowlypassedalittleinlaidpaperknifeoverthesmoothsurfaceofamarqueterietable;then,withoutlookingathisnephew,hebegan:”Youdon’tunderstandwhatyourmotherhashadtoputupwiththesetwentyyears。Thisisonlythelaststraw,Val。”AndglancingupsidewaysatWinifred,headded:”ShallItellhim?”
  Winifredwassilent。Ifhewerenottold,hewouldbeagainsther!
  Yet,howdreadfultobetoldsuchthingsofhisownfather!
  Clenchingherlips,shenodded。
  Soamesspokeinarapid,evenvoice:”Hehasalwaysbeenaburdenroundyourmother’sneck。Shehaspaidhisdebtsoverandoveragain;hehasoftenbeendrunk,abusedandthreatenedher;andnowheisgonetoBuenosAireswithadancer。”And,asifdistrustingtheefficacyofthosewordsontheboy,hewentonquickly”Hetookyourmother’spearlstogivetoher。”
  Valjerkeduphishand,then。AtthatsignalofdistressWinifredcriedout:”That’lldo,Soames-stop!”
  Intheboy,theDartieandtheForsytewerestruggling。Fordebts,drink,dancers,hehadacertainsympathy;butthepearls-no!Thatwastoomuch!Andsuddenlyhefoundhismother’shandsqueezinghis。”Yousee,”heheardSoamessay,”wecan’thaveitallbeginoveragain。There’salimit;wemuststrikewhiletheiron’shot。”
  Valfreedhishand。”But——you’re——nevergoingtobringoutthataboutthepearls!I
  couldn’tstandthat——Isimplycouldn’t!”
  Winifredcriedout:”No,no,Val——ohno!That’sonlytoshowyouhowimpossibleyourfatheris!”Andhisunclenodded。Somewhatassuaged,Valtookoutacigarette。Hisfatherhadboughthimthatthincurvedcase。Oh!
  itwasunbearable——justashewasgoinguptoOxford!”Can’tmotherbeprotectedwithout?”hesaid。”Icouldlookafterher。Itcouldalwaysbedonelaterifitwasreallynecessary。”
  AsmileplayedforamomentroundSoames’lips,andbecamebitter。”Youdon’tknowwhatyou’retalkingof;nothing’ssofatalasdelayinsuchmatters。””Why?””Itellyou,boy,nothing’ssofatal。Iknowfromexperience。”
  Hisvoicehadtheringofexasperation。Valregardedhimround-
  eyed,neverhavingknownhisuncleexpressanysortoffeeling。
  Oh!Yes——herememberednow——therehadbeenanAuntIrene,andsomethinghadhappened——somethingwhichpeoplekeptdark;hehadheardhisfatheronceuseanunmentionablewordofher。”Idon’twanttospeakillofyourfather,”Soameswentondoggedly,”butIknowhimwellenoughtobesurethathe’llbebackonyourmother’shandsbeforeayear’sover。Youcanimaginewhatthatwillmeantoherandtoallofyouafterthis。Theonlythingistocuttheknotforgood。”
  Inspiteofhimself,Valwasimpressed;and,happeningtolookathismother’sface,hegotwhatwasperhapshisfirstrealinsightintothefactthathisownfeelingswerenotalwayswhatmatteredmost。”Allright,mother,”hesaid;”we’llbackyouup。OnlyI’dliketoknowwhenit’llbe。It’smyfirstterm,youknow。Idon’twanttobeuptherewhenitcomesoff。””Oh!mydearboy,”murmuredWinifred,”itisaboreforyou。”So,byhabit,shephrasedwhat,fromtheexpressionofherface,wasthemostpoignantregret。”Whenwillitbe,Soames?””Can’ttell——notformonths。Wemustgetrestitutionfirst。”
  ’Whatthedeuceisthat?’thoughtVal。’Whatsillybruteslawyersare!Notformonths!Iknowonething:I’mnotgoingtodinein!’
  Andhesaid:”Awfullysorry,mother,I’vegottogoouttodinnernow。”
  Thoughitwashislastnight,Winifrednoddedalmostgratefully;
  theybothfeltthattheyhadgonequitefarenoughintheexpressionoffeeling。
  ValsoughtthemistyfreedomofGreenStreet,recklessanddepressed。AndnottillhereachedPiccadillydidhediscoverthathehadonlyeighteen-pence。Onecouldn’tdineoffeighteen-pence,andhewasveryhungry。HelookedlonginglyatthewindowsoftheIseeumClub,wherehehadofteneatenofthebestwithhisfather!
  Thosepearls!Therewasnogettingoverthem!Butthemorehebroodedandthefurtherhewalkedthehungrierhenaturallybecame。
  Shortoftrailinghome,therewereonlytwoplaceswherehecouldgo——hisgrandfather’sinParkLane,andTimothy’sintheBayswaterRoad。Whichwasthelessdeplorable?Athisgrandfather’shewouldprobablygetabetterdinneronthespurofthemoment。AtTimothy’stheygaveyouajollygoodfeedwhentheyexpectedyou,nototherwise。HedecidedonParkLane,notunmovedbythethoughtthattogouptoOxfordwithoutaffordinghisgrandfatherachancetotiphimwashardlyfairtoeitherofthem。Hismotherwouldhearhehadbeenthere,ofcourse,andmightthinkitfunny;buthecouldn’thelpthat。Herangthebell。”Hullo,Warmson,anydinnerforme,d’youthink?””They’rejustgoingin,MasterVal。Mr。Forsytewillbeverygladtoseeyou。Hewassayingatlunchthatheneversawyounowadays。”
  Valgrinned。”Well,hereIam。Killthefattedcalf,Warmson,let’shavefizz。”
  Warmsonsmiledfaintly——inhisopinionValwasayounglimb。”IwillaskMrs。Forsyte,MasterVal。””Isay,”Valgrumbled,takingoffhisovercoat,”I’mnotatschoolanymore,youknow。”
  Warmson,notwithoutasenseofhumour,openedthedoorbeyondthestag’s-horncoatstand,withthewords:”Mr。Valerus,ma’am。””Confoundhim!”thoughtVal,entering。
  Awarmembrace,a”Well,Val!”fromEmily,andaratherquavery”Sothereyouareatlast!”fromJames,restoredhissenseofdignity。”Whydidn’tyouletusknow?There’sonlysaddleofmutton。
  Champagne,Warmson,”saidEmily。Andtheywentin。
  Atthegreatdining-table,shortenedtoitsutmost,underwhichsomanyfashionablelegshadrested,Jamessatatoneend,Emilyattheother,Valhalf-waybetweenthem;andsomethingofthelonelinessofhisgrandparents,nowthatalltheirfourchildrenwereflown,reachedtheboy’sspirit。’IhopeIshallkickthebucketlongbeforeI’masoldasgrandfather,’hethought。’Pooroldchap,he’sasthinasarail!’AndloweringhisvoicewhilehisgrandfatherandWarmsonwereindiscussionaboutsugarinthesoup,hesaidtoEmily:”It’sprettybrutalathome,Granny。Isupposeyouknow。””Yes,dearboy。””UncleSoameswastherewhenIleft。Isay,isn’tthereanythingtobedonetopreventadivorce?Whyishesobeastlykeenonit?””Hush,mydear!”murmuredEmily;”we’rekeepingitfromyourgrandfather。”
  James’voicesoundedfromtheotherend。”What’sthat?Whatareyoutalkingabout?””AboutVal’scollege,”returnedEmily。”YoungPariserwasthere,James;youremember——henearlybroketheBankatMonteCarloafterwards。”
  Jamesmutteredthathedidnotknow——Valmustlookafterhimselfupthere,orhe’dgetintobadways。Andhelookedathisgrandsonwithgloom,outofwhichaffectiondistrustfullyglimmered。”WhatI’mafraidof,”saidValtohisplate,”isofbeinghardup,youknow。”
  Byinstinctheknewthattheweakspotinthatoldmanwasfearofinsecurityforhisgrandchildren。”Well,”saidJames,andthesoupinhisspoondribbledover,”you’llhaveagoodallowance;butyoumustkeepwithinit。””Ofcourse,”murmuredVal;”ifitisgood。Howmuchwillitbe,Grandfather?””Threehundredandfifty;it’stoomuch。Ihadnexttonothingatyourage。”
  Valsighed。Hehadhopedforfour,andbeenafraidofthree。”I
  don’tknowwhatyouryoungcousinhas,”saidJames;”he’supthere。
  Hisfather’sarichman。”