第9章

类别:其他 作者:Booth Tarkington字数:10844更新时间:18/12/18 09:30:45
\"That\'ssensible,\"sheresponded,curtly。\"You\'remostsurprisingofallwhenyou\'resensible,Bibbs。\" \"Yes,\"hesighed。\"I\'madulldog。Shakehandsandforgiveme,Edith。\" Thawingsofarastosmile,sheunderwentthisbriefceremony,andGeorgeappeared,summoningBibbstothelibrary;Dr。Gurneywaswaitingthere,heannounced。AndBibbsgavehissisterashybutfriendlytouchupontheshoulderasacomplementtothehandshaking,andlefther。 Dr。Gurneywassittingbythelogfire,aloneintheroom,andhemerelyglancedoverhisshoulderwhenhispatientcamein。Hewasnotoverfifty,inspiteofSheridan\'shabitual\"oleDocGurney。\"Hewasgray,however,almostasthinasBibbs,andnearlyalwayshelookeddrowsy。 \"Yourfathertelephonedmeyesterdayafternoon,Bibbs,\"hesaid,notrising。 \"Wantsmeto\'lookyouover\'again。Comearoundhereinfrontofme——betweenmeandthefire。IwanttoseeifIcanseethroughyou。\" \"Youmeanyou\'retoosleepytomove,\"returnedBibbs,complying。\"Ithinkyou\'llnoticethatI\'mgettingworse。\" \"Takenonabouttwelvepounds,\"saidGurney。\"Thirteen,maybe。\" \"Twelve。\" \"Well,itwon\'tdo。\"Thedoctorrubbedhiseyelids。\"You\'resomuchbetterI\'llhavetousesomemachineryonyoubeforewecanknowjustwhereyouare。 Youcomedowntomyplacethisafternoon。Walkdown——alltheway。Isupposeyouknowwhyyourfatherwantstoknow。\" Bibbsnodded。\"Machine—shop。\" \"Stillhateit?\" Bibbsnoddedagain。 \"Don\'tblameyou!\"thedoctorgrunted。\"Yes,Iexpectit\'llmakealumpinyourgizzardagain。Well,whatdoyousay?ShallItellhimyou\'vegottheoldlumpthereyet?Youstillwanttowrite,doyou?\" \"What\'stheuse?\"Bibbssaid,smilingruefully。\"Mykindofwriting!\" \"Yes,\"thedoctoragreed。\"Isupposeityoubrokeawayandlivedonrootsandberriesuntilyoubeganto\'attractthefavorableattentionofeditors\' youmightbeabletohopeforanincomeoffourorfivehundreddollarsayearbythetimeyou\'refifty。\" \"That\'saboutit,\"Bibbsmurmured。 \"OfcourseIknowwhatyouwanttodo,\"saidGurney,drowsily。\"Youdon\'thatethemachine—shoponly;youhatethewholeshow——thenoiceandjaranddirt,thescramble——thewholebloomin\'crazeto\'geton。\'You\'dliketogosomewhereinAlgiers,ortoTaormina,perhaps,andbaskonabalcony,smellingflowersandwritingsonnets。You\'dgrowfatonitandhaveadelicatelittlelifealltoyourself。Well,whatdoyousay?Icanlielikesixty,Bibbs!ShallItellyourfatherhe\'llloseanotherofhisboysifyoudon\'tgotoSicily?\" \"Idon\'twanttogotoSicily,\"saidBibbs。\"Iwanttostayrighthere。\" Thedoctor\'sdrowsinessdisappearedforamoment,andhegavehispatientasharpglance。\"It\'sarisk,\"hesaid。\"Ithinkwe\'llfindyou\'resomuchbetterhe\'llsendyoubacktotheshopprettyquick。Something\'sgotholdofyoulately;you\'renotquitesolackadaisicalasyouusedtobe。ButIwarnyou:Ithinktheshopwillknockyoujustasitdidbefore,andperhapsevenharder,Bibbs。\" Herose,shookhimself,andrubbedhiseyelids。\"Well,whenwegooveryouthisafternoonwhatarewegoingtosayaboutit?\" \"TellhimI\'mready,\"saidBibbs,lookingatthefloor。 \"Ohno,\"Gurneylaughed。\"Notquiteyet;butyoumaybealmost。We\'llsee。 Don\'tforgetIsaidtowalkdown。\" Andwhentheexaminationwasconcluded,thatafternoon,thedoctorinformedBibbsthattheresultwasmuchtoosatisfactorytobepleasing。\"Here\'sanew\'situation\'foraone—actfarce,\"hesaid,gloomily,tohisnextpatientwhenBibbshadgone。\"Doctortellsamanhe\'swell,andthat\'shisdeathsentence,likely。Dam\'funnyworld!\" Bibbsdecidedtowalkhome,thoughGurneyhadnotinstructedhimuponthispoint。Infact,Gurneyseemedtohavenomoreinstructionsonanypoint,sodiscouragingwastheyoungman\'simprovement。Itwasadingyafternoon,andthesmokewasevidentnotonlytoBibbs\'ssight,buttohisnostrils,thoughmostofthepedestriansweresosaturatedwiththesmelltheycouldnolongerdetectit。Nearlyallofthemwalkedhurriedly,toointentupontheirdestinationstobemorethanhalfawareofthewayside;theyworetheexpressionsofpeopleunderavagueyetconstantstrain。Theywerealllightlypowdered,insideandout,withfinedustandgritfromthehard—pavedstreets,andtheywereunawareofthatalso。Theydidnotevennoticethattheysawthesmoke,thoughthethickenedairwaslikeashroudingmist。AndwhenBibbspassedthenew\"SheridanApartments,\"nowalmostcompleted,heobservedthatthemarbleofthevestibulewasalreadystreakywithsoot,likehisgloves,whichwerenew。 Thatrecalledtohimthefaintodorofgasoleneinthecoupeonthewayfromhisbrother\'sfuneral,andthisincitedatrainofthoughtwhichcontinuedtillhereachedthevicinityofhishome。HisroutewasbyastreetparalleltothatonwhichtheNewHousefronted,andinhispreoccupationhewalkedablockfartherthanheintended,sothat,havingcrossedtohisownstreet,heapproachedtheNewHousefromthenorth,andashecametothecornerofMr。 Vertrees\'slotMr。Vertrees\'sdaughteremergedfromthefrontdoorandwalkedthoughtfullydownthepathtotheoldpicketgate。Shewasunconsciousoftheapproachofthepedestrianfromthenorth,anddidnotseehimuntilshehadopenedthegateandhewasalmostbesideher。Thenshelookedup,andasshesawhimshestartedvisibly。AndifthisthinghadhappenedtoRobertLamhorn,hewouldhavehadathoughtfarbeyondthehorizonoffaint—heartedBibbs\'sthoughts。Lamhorn,indeed,wouldhavespokenhisthought。Hewouldhavesaid: \"Youjumpedbecauseyouwerethinkingofme!\" Marywasthepictureofaladyflustered。Shestoodwithonehandclosingthegatebehindher,andshehadturnedtogointhedirectionBibbswaswalking。Thereappearedtobenothingforitbutthattheyshouldwalktogether,atleastasfarastheNewHouse。ButBibbshadpausedinhisslowstride,andthereelapsedaninstantbeforeeitherspokeormoved——itwasnolongerthanthat,andyetitsufficedforeachtoseemtosay,bylookandattitude,\"Why,it\'sYOU!\" Thentheybothspokeatonce,eachhurriedlypronouncingtheother\'snameasifabouttodeliveramessageofimportance。Thenbothcametoastopsimultaneously,butBibbsmadeaheroiceffort,andastheybegantowalkontogetherhecontrivedtofindhisvoice。 \"I——I——hateafrozenfishmyself,\"hesaid。\"Ithinkthreemileswastoolongforyoutoputupwithone。\" \"Goodgracious!\"shecried,turningtohimaglowingfacefromwhichrestraintandembarrassmenthadsuddenlyfled。\"Mr。Sheridan,you\'relovelytoputitthatway。Butit\'salwaysthegirl\'splacetosayit\'sturningcooler!Ioughttohavebeentheonetoshowthatwedidn\'tknoweachotherwellenoughnottosaySOMETHING!Itwasanimpositionformetohavemadeyoubringmehome,andafterIwentintothehouseIdecidedIshouldhavewalked。Besides,itwasn\'tthreemilestothecar—line。Ineverthoughtofit!\" \"No,\"saidBibbs,earnestly。\"Ididn\'t,either。ImighthavesaidsomethingifI\'dthoughtofanything。I\'mtalkingnow,though;Imustrememberthat,andnotworryaboutitlater。IthinkI\'mtalking,thoughitdoesn\'tsoundintelligenteventome。ImadeupmymindthatifIevermetyouagainI\'dturnonmyvoiceandkeepitgoing,nomaterwhatitsaid。I——\" Sheinterruptedhimwithlaughter,andMaryVertrees\'slaughwasonewhichBibbs\'sfatherhaddeclared,afterthehouse—warming,\"acripplewouldcrawlfivemilestohear。\"AndatthemerryliltingofitBibbs\'sfather\'ssontookhearttoforgetsomeofhistrepidation。\"I\'llbeanykindofidiot,\" hesaid,\"ifyou\'lllaughatmesomemore。Itwon\'tbedifficultforme。\" Shedid;andBibbs\'scheeksshowedalittleactualcolor,whichMaryperceived。Itrecalledtoher,bycontrast,hercarelessandirritateddescriptionofhimtohermotherjustaftershehadseenhimforthefirsttime。\"Rathertragicandaltogetherimpossible。\"Itseemedtohernowthatshemusthavebeenblind。 TheyhadpassedtheNewHousewithouteitherofthemshowing——orpossessing——anyconsciousnessthatithadbeenthedestinationofoneofthem。 \"I\'llkeepontalking,\"Bibbscontinued,cheerfully,\"andyoukeeponlaughing。I\'mamountingtosomethingintheworldthisafternoon。I\'mmakinganoise,andthatmakesyoumakemusic。Don\'tbebotheredbymybleatingoutsuchthingsasthat。I\'mreallyfrightened,andthatmakesmebleatanything。I\'mfrightenedabouttwothings:I\'mafraidofwhatI\'llthinkofmyselflaterifIdon\'tkeeptalking——talkingnow,Imean——andI\'mafraidofwhatI\'llthinkofmyselfifIdo。Andbesidesthesetwothings,I\'mfrightened,anyhow。Idon\'tremembertalkingasmuchasthismorethanonceortwiceinmylife。Isupposeitwasalwaysinmetodoit,though,thefirsttimeImetanyonewhodidn\'tknowmewellenoughnottolisten。\" \"Butyou\'renotreallytalkingtome,\"saidMary。\"You\'rejustthinkingaloud。\" \"No,\"hereturned,gravely。\"I\'mnotthinkingatall;I\'monlymakingvocalsoundsbecauseIbelieveit\'smoremannerly。Iseemtobethesubjectofwhatlittlemeaningtheypossess,andI\'dliketochangeit,butIdon\'tknowhow。Ihaven\'tanyexperienceintalking,andIdon\'tknowhowtomanageit。\" \"Youneedn\'tchangethesubjectonmyaccount,Mr。Sheridan,\"shesaid。\"Notevenifyoureallytalkedaboutyourself。\"Sheturnedherfacetowardhimasshespoke,andBibbscaughthisbreath;hewaspatheticallyamazedbythelookshegavehim。Itwasaglowinglook,warmlyfriendlyandunderstanding,and,whatalmostshockedhim,itwasaneagerlyinterestedlook。Bibbswasnotaccustomedtoanythinglikethat。 \"I——you——I——I\'m——\"hestammered,andthefaintcolorinhischeeksgrewalmostvivid。 Shewasstilllookingathim,andshesawthestrangeradiancethatcameintohisface。Therewassomethingabouthim,too,thatexplainedhow\"queer\" manypeoplemightthinkhim;buthedidnotseem\"queer\"toMaryVertrees;heseemedthemostquaintlynaturalpersonshehadevermet。 Hewaited,andbecamecoherent。\"YOUsaysomethingnow,\"hesaid。\"Idon\'tevenbelonginthechorus,andhereIam,tryingtosingthefunnyman\'ssolo!You——\" \"No,\"sheinterrupted。\"I\'dratherplayyouraccompaniment。\" \"I\'llstopandlistentoit,then。\" \"Perhaps——\"shebegan,butafterpausingthoughtfullyshemadeagesturewithhermuff,indicatingalargebrickchurchwhichtheywereapproaching。\"Doyouseethatchurch,Mr。Sheridan?\" \"IsupposeIcould,\"heansweredinsimpletruthfulness,lookingather。 \"ButIdon\'twantto。Once,whenIwasill,thenursetoldmeI\'dbettersayanythingthatwasonmymind,andIgotthehabit。TheotherreasonIdon\'twanttoseethechurchisthatIhaveafeelingit\'swhereyou\'regoing,andwhereI\'llbesentback。\" Sheshookherheadincheerynegation。\"Notunlessyouwanttobe。Wouldyouliketocomewithme?\" \"Why——why——yes,\"hesaid。\"Anywhere!\"Andagainitwasapparentthathespokeinsimpletruthfulness。 \"Thencome——ifyoucarefororganmusic。Theorganistisanoldfriendofmine,andsometimesheplaysforme。He\'sadearoldman。HehadadegreefromBonn,andwasaprofessorafterward,buthegaveupeverythingformusic。That\'she,waitinginthedoorway。HelookslikeBeethoven,doesn\'the?Ithinkheknowsthat,perhaps,andenjoysitalittle。Ihopeso。\" \"Yes,\"saidBibbs,astheyreachedthechurchsteps。\"IthinkBeethovenwouldlikeit,too。Itmustbepleasanttolooklikeotherpeople。\" \"Ihaven\'tkeptyou?\"Marysaidtotheorganist。 \"No,no,\"heanswered,heartily。\"Iwouldnotmindsoonlyyoushouldshooercome!\" \"ThisisMr。Sheridan,Dr。Kraft。Hehascometolistenwithme。\" Theorganistlookedbluntlysurprised。\"IssthatSO?\"heexclaimed。\"Well,Iamgladifyouwishhim,andifhecanstantmyliddleplayink。Heissmusicianhimself,then,ofcourse。\" \"No,\"saidBibbs,asthethreeenteredthechurchtogether。\"I——Iplayedthe——Itriedtoplay——\"Fortunatelyhecheckedhimself;hehadbeenabouttooffertheinformationthathehadfailedtomasterthejews\'—harpinhisboyhood。\"No,I\'mnotamusician,\"hecontentedhimselfwithsaying。 \"What?\"Dr。Kraft\'ssurpriseincreased。\"Youngman,youarefortunate!I playforMissVertrees;shecomesalwaysalone。Youarethefirst。YouarethefirstoneEVER!\" Theyhadreachedtheheadofthecentralaisle,andastheorganistfinishedspeakingBibbsstoppedshort,turningtolookatMaryVertreesinadazedwaythatwasnotofherpreceiving;for,thoughshestoppedashedid,hergazefollowedtheorganist,whowaswalkingawayfromthemtowardthefrontofthechurch,shakinghiswhiteBeethovianmaneroguishly。 \"It\'sfalsepretensesonmypart,\"Bibbssaid。\"Youmeantobekindtothesick,butI\'mnotaninvalidanymore。I\'msowellI\'mgoingbacktoworkinafewdays。I\'dbetterleavebeforehebeginstoplay,hadn\'tI?\" \"No,\"saidMary,beginningtowalkforward。\"Notunlessyoudon\'tlikegreatmusic。\" Hefollowedhertoaseatabouthalf—wayuptheaislewhileDr。Kraftascendedtotheorgan。Itwasanenormousone,theprocessionofpipesrangingfromlong,starvelingwhistlestothunderingfatguns;theycoveredalltherearwallofthechurch,andtheorganist\'sfigure,reachingitshighperch,lookedlikethatofsomeLilliputianmagicianludicrouslydaringtheattempttoconrolamonstercertaintooverwhelmhim。 \"ThisafternoonsomeHandel!\"heturnedtoshout。 Marynodded。\"Willyoulikethat?\"sheaskedBibbs。 \"Idon\'tknow。Ineverheardanyexcept\'Largo。\'Idon\'tknowanythingaboutmusic。Idon\'tevenknowhowtopretendIdo。IfIknewenoughtopretend,Iwould。\" \"No,\"saidMary,lookingathimandsmilingfaintly,\"youwouldn\'t。\" Sheturnedawayasagreatsoundbegantoswimandtrembleintheair;thehughemptyspaceofthechurchfilledwithit,andthetwopeoplelisteningfilledwithit;theuniverseseemedtofillandthrillwithit。Thetwosatintenselystill,thegreatsoundallroundaboutthem,whilethechurchgrewdusky,andonlytheorganist\'slampmadeatinystaroflight。Hiswhiteheadmovedfromsidetosidebeneathitrhythmically,orlungedandrecoveredwiththefiercenessofaduelistthrusting,buthewasmagnificentlythemasterofhisgiant,anditsangtohismagicashebadeit。 Bibbswassweptawayuponthatmightysinging。Suchathingwaswhollyunknowntohim;therehadbeennomusicinhismeagerlife。Unlikethetale,itwasthePrincessBedrulbudourwhohadbroughthimtotheenchantedcave,andthat——forBibbs——waswhatmadeitsmagicdazing。Itseemedtohimalong,longtimesincehehadbeenwalkinghomedrearilyfromDr。Gurney\'soffice;itseemedtohimthathehadsetoutuponahappyjourneysincethen,andthathehadreachedanotherplanet,whereMaryVertreesandhesatalonetogetherlisteningtoavastchoiringofinvisiblesoldiersandholyangels。 Therewerearmiesofvoicesaboutthemsingingpraiseandthanksgiving;andyettheywerealone。Itwasincrediblethatthewallsofthechurchwerenottheboundariesoftheuniverse,toremainsoforever;incrediblethattherewasasmokystreetjustyonder,wherehousemaidswerebringingineveningpapersfromfrontstepsandwherechildrenweretakingtheirlastspinsonroller—skatesbeforebeinghaledindoorsfordinner。 Hehadacurioussenseofcommunicationwithhisnewfriend。Heknewitcouldnotbeso,andyethefeltasifallthetimehespoketoher,saying: \"Youhearthisstrain?Youhearthatstrain?Youknowthedreamthatthesesoundsbringtome?\"Anditseemedtohimasthoughsheansweredcontinually:\"Ihear!Ihearthatstrain,andIhearthenewonethatyouarehearingnow。Iknowthedreamthatthesesoundsbringtoyou。Yes,yes,Ihearitall!Wehear——together!\" Andthoughthechurchgrewsodimthatallwasmysteriousshadowexceptthevagueplanesofthewindowsandtheorganist\'slight,withthewhiteheadmovingbeneathit,Bibbshadnoconsciousnessthatthegirlsittingbesidehimhadgrownshadowy;heseemedtoseeherasplainlyaseverinthedarkness,thoughhedidnotlookather。Andallthemightychantingoftheorgan\'smultitudinousvoicesthatafternoonseemedtoBibbstobechorusingofherandinterpretingher,singingherthoughtsandsingingforhimtheworldofhumblegratitudethatwasinhisheartbecauseshewassokindtohim。ItallmeantMary。 Butwhensheaskedhimwhatitmeant,ontheirhomewardway,hewassilent。 Theyhadcomeafewpacesfromthechurchwithoutspeaking,walkingslowly。 \"I\'lltellyouwhatitmeanttome,\"shesaid,ashedidnotimmediatelyreply。\"AlmostanymusicofHandel\'salwaysmeansonethingaboveallotherstome:courage!That\'sit。Itmakescowardiceofwhiningseemsoinfinitesimal——itmakesMOSTthingsinourhustlinglittlelivesseeminfinitesimal。\" \"Yes,\"hesaid。\"Itseemsodd,doesn\'tit,thatpeopledown—townarehurryingtotrainsandhangingtostrapsintrolley—cars,welteringeverywaytogethomeandfeedandsleepsotheycangetdown—townto—morrow。Andyetthereisn\'tanythingdownthereworthgettingto。They\'relikeservantsdrudgingtokeepthehousegoing,andbelievingthedrudgeryitselfisthegreatthing。Theymakesomuchnoiseandfussanddirttheyforgetthatthehousewasmeanttolivein。Thehouseworkhastobedone,butthepeoplewhodoithavebeensooverpaidthatthey\'reconfusedandworshipthehousework。 They\'reoverpaid,andyet,poorthings!theyhaven\'tanythingthatachickencan\'thave。Ofcourse,whentheworldgetstopayingitswagessensiblythatwillbedifferent。\" \"Doyoumean\'communism\'?\"sheasked,andshemadetheirslowpacealittleslower——theyhadonlythreeblockstogo。 \"Whateverthewordis,Ionlymeanthatthingsdon\'tlookverysensiblenow——especiallytoamanthatwantstokeepoutof\'emandcan\'t! \'Communism\'?Well,atleastany\'decentsport\'wouldsayit\'sfairforallthestrongrunnerstostartfromthesamemarkandgivetheweakonesafairdistanceahead,sothatallcanrunsomethinglikeevenonthestretch。Andwouldn\'titbepleasant,really,iftheycouldallcrossthewinning—linetogether?Whoreallyenjoysbeatinganybody——ifheseesthebeatenman\'sface?Theonlywaywecanenjoygettingaheadofotherpeoplenowadaysisbyforgettingwhattheotherpeoplefeel。Andthat,\"headded,\"isnothingofwhatthemusicmeanttome。Yousee,ifIkeeptalkingaboutwhatitdidn\'tmeanIcankeepfromtellingyouwhatitdidmean。\" \"Didn\'titmeancouragetoyou,too——alittle?\"sheasked。\"Triumphandpraisewereinit,andsomehowthosethingsmeancouragetome。\" \"Yes,theywereallthere,\"Bibbssaid。\"Idon\'tknowthenameofwhatheplayed,butIshouldn\'tthinkitwouldmattermuch。Themanthatmakesthemusicmustleaveittoyouwhatitcanmeantoyou,andthenameheputstoitcan\'tmakemuchdifference——excepttohimselfandpeopleverymuchlikehim,Isuppose。\" \"Isupposethat\'strue,thoughI\'dneverthoughtofitlikethat。\" \"Iimagemusicmustmakefeelingsandpaintpicturesinthemindsofthepeoplewhohearit,\"Bibbswenton,musingly,\"accordingtotheirownnaturesasmuchasaccordingtothemusicitself。Themusicianmightcomposesomethingandplayit,wantingyoutothinkoftheHolyGrail,andsomepeoplewhohearditwouldthinkofaprayer—meeting,andsomewouldthinkofhowgoodtheywerethemselves,andaboymightthinkofhimselfattheheadofasolemnprocession,carryingabannerandridingawhitehorse。Andthen,ifthereweresomejubilantpassagesinthemusic,he\'dthinkofacircus。\" Theyhadreachedhergate,andshesetherhanduponit,butdidnotopenit。 Bibbsfeltthatthiswasalmostthekindestofherkindnesses——nottobepromptinleavinghim。 \"Afterall,\"shesaid,\"youdidn\'ttellmewhetheryoulikedit。\" \"No。Ididn\'tneedto。\" \"No,that\'strue,andIdidn\'tneedtoask。Iknew。Butyousaidyouweretryingtokeepfromtellingmewhatitdidmean。\" \"Ican\'tkeepfromtellingitanylonger,\"hesaid。\"Themusicmeanttome——itmeantthekindnessof——ofyou。\" \"Kindness?How?\" \"YouthoughtIwasasortoflonelytramp——andsick——\" \"No,\"shesaid,decidedly。\"Ithoughtperhapsyou\'dliketohearDr。Kraftplay。Andyoudid。\" \"It\'scurious;sometimesitseemedtomethatitwasyouwhowereplaying。\" Marylaughed。\"I?Istrum!Piano。AlittleChopin——Grieg——Chaminade。Youwouldn\'tlisten!\" Bibbsdrewadeepbreath。\"I\'mfrightenedagain,\"hesaid,inanunsteadyvoice。\"I\'mafraidyou\'llthinkI\'mpushing,but——\"Hepaused,andthewordssanktoamurmur。 \"Oh,ifyouwantMEtoplayforyou!\"shesaid。\"Yes,gladly。Itwillbemerelyabsurdafterwhatyouheardthisafternoon。Iplaylikeahundredthousandothergirls,andIlikeit。I\'mgladwhenanyone\'swillingtolisten,andifyou——\"Shestopped,checkedbyasuddenrecollection,andlaughedruefully。\"Butmypianowon\'tbehereafterto—night。I——I\'msendingitawayto—morrow。I\'mafraidthatifyou\'dlikemetoplaytoyouyou\'dhavetocomethisevening。\" \"You\'llletme?\"hecried。 \"Certainly,ifyoucareto。\" \"IfIcouldplay——\"hesaid,wistfully,\"ifIcouldplaylikethatoldmaninthechurchIcouldthankyou。\" \"Ah,butyouhaven\'theardmeplay。IKNOWyoulikedthisafternoon,but——\" \"Yes,\"saidBibbs。\"ItwasthegreatesthappinessI\'veeverknown。\" Itwastoodarktoseehisface,buthisvoiceheldsuchplainhonesty,andhespokewithsuchcompleteunconsciousnessofsayinganythingespeciallysignificant,thatsheknewitwasthetruth。Foramomentshewasnonplussed,thensheopenedthegateandwentin。\"You\'llcomeafterdinner,then?\" \"Yes,\"hesaid,notmoving。\"WouldyoumindifIstoodhereuntiltimetocomein?\" Shehadreachedthesteps,andatthatsheturned,offeringhimtheresponseoflaughterandagaygestureofhermufftowardthelightedwindowsoftheNewHouse,asthoughbiddinghimtorunhometohisdinner。 Thatnight,Bibbssatwritinginhisnote—book。 Musiccancomeintoablanklife,andfillit。Everythingthatisbeautifulismusic,ifyoucanlisten。 Thereisnogracefulnesslikethatofagracefulwomanatagrandpiano。 Thereisaswimminglovelinessoflinethatseemstomergewiththerunningofthesound,andyouseem,asyouwatchher,toseewhatyouarehearingandtohearwhatyouareseeing。 Therearewomenwhomakeyouthinkofpinewoodscomingdowntoasparklingsea。Theairaboutsuchawomanisbracing,andwhensheisnearyou,youfeelstrongandambitious;youforgetthattheworlddoesn\'tlikeyou。Youthinkthatperhapsyouareagreatfellow,afterall。ThenyoucomeawayandfeellikeaboywhohasfalleninlovewithhisSunday—schoolteacher。 You\'llbewhippedforit——andoughttobe。 TherearewomenwhomakeyouthinkofDiana,crownedwiththemoon。Buttheydonothavethe\"Greekprofile。\"IdonotbelieveHelenofTroyhada\"Greekprofile\";theywouldnothavefoughtaboutherifhernosehadbeenquitethatlong。TheGreeknoseisnottheadorablenose。Theadorablenoseisaboutaneighthofaninchshorter。 MuchofthemusicofWagner,itappears,isnotsuitabletothepiano。 Wagnerwasacomposerwhocouldinterpretintomusicsuchthingsastheprimitiveimpulsesofhumanity——hecouldhavemadeamachine—shopintomusic。 Butnotifhehadtoworkinit。Wagnerwasalwaysdealinginimmensities——amachine—shopwouldhaveputamajesticlumpinsograndagizzardasthat。 Thereisamysteryaboutpianos,itseems。Sometimestheyhavetobe\"sentaway。\"Thatishowsomepeoplespeakofthepenitentiary。\"Sentaway\"isaeuphuismfor\"senttoprison。\"Butpianosarenotsenttoprison,andtheyarenotsenttothetuner——thetunerissenttothem。Whyarepianos\"sentaway\"——andwhere? Sometimesagloriousdayshinesintothemostordinaryanduselesslife。 Happinessandbeautycomecarolingoutoftheairintothegloomyhouseofthatlifeasifsomestrayangeljusthappenedtoperchontheroof—tree,restingandsinging。Andthenightaftersuchadayislustrousandsplendidwiththememoryofit。Musicandbeautyandkindness——thosearethethreegreatestthingsGodcangiveus。Tobringthemallinonedaytoonewhoexpectednothing——ah!theheartthatreceivedthemshouldbeashumbleasitisthankful。Butitishardtobehumblewhenoneissorichwithnewmemories。Itisimpossibletobehumbleafteradayofglory。 Yes——theadorablenoseismorethananeighthofaninchshorterthantheGreeknose。Itisafullquarterofaninchshorter。 Therearewomenwhowillbekindertoasicktrampthantoaconqueringhero。 Butthesicktramphadbetterrememberthat\'swhatheis。Takecare,takecare!Humble\'stheword! That\"mysteryaboutpianos\"whichtroubledBibbshadbeenamysterytoMr。 Vertrees,anditwasbeingexplainedtohimataboutthetimeBibbsscribbledthereferencetoitinhisnotes。Maryhadgoneup—stairsuponBibbs\'sdepartureatteno\'clock,andMr。andMrs。Vertreessatuntilaftermidnightinthelibrary,talking。Andinallthattimetheyfoundnotonecheerfultopic,butbecamemoredepressedwitheverythingandwitheveryphaseofeverythingthattheydiscussed——noextraordinarystateofaffairsinafamilywhichhasalways\"heldupitshead,\"onlytoarriveintheendatapointwhereallitcandoistolookonhelplesslyattheprocessesofitsownfinancialdissolution。Forthatwasthepointwhichthisdespairingcouplehadreached——theycoulddonothingexceptlookonandtalkaboutit。Theywereonlyvaporing,andtheyknewit。 \"Sheneedn\'ttohavedonethataboutherpiano,\"vaporedMr。Vertrees。\"Wecouldhavemanagedsomehowwithoutit。Atleastsheoughttohaveconsultedme,andifsheinsistedIcouldhavearrangedthedetailswiththe——thedealer。\" \"Shethoughtthatitmightbe——annoyingforyou,\"Mrs。Vertreesexplained。 \"Really,sheplannedforyounottoknowaboutituntiltheyhadremoved——untilafterto—morrow,thatis,butIdecidedto——tomentionit。 Yousee,shedidn\'teventellmeaboutituntilthismorning。Shehasanotherides,too,I\'mafraid。It\'s——it\'s——\" \"Well?\"heurged,asshefounditdifficulttogoon。 \"Herotherideais——thatis,itwas——Ithinkitcanbeavoided,ofcourse——itwasaboutherfurs。\" \"No!\"heexclaimed,quickly。\"Iwon\'thaveit!Youmustseetothat。I\'drathernottalktoheraboutit,butyoumustn\'tlether。\" \"I\'lltrynot,\"hiswifepromised。\"Ofcourse,they\'reveryhandsome。\" \"Allthemorereasonforhertokeepthem!\"hereturned,irritably。\"We\'renotTHATfargone,Ithink!\" \"Perhapsnotyet,\"Mrs。Vertreessaid。\"Sheseemstobetroubledaboutthe——thecoalmatterand——aboutTilly。Ofcoursethepianowilltakecareofsomethingslikethoseforawhileand——\" \"Idon\'tlikeit。Igaveherthepianotoplayon,notto——\" \"Youmustn\'tbedistressedaboutitinONEway,\"shesaid,comfortingly。