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类别:其他 作者:Eleanor H。 Porter字数:4713更新时间:18/12/27 14:59:51
Bertram,Iamgoinghome。’ Billy!’ Iam。’ Billy,forheaven’ssakedon’tbeasillygoose! Theplay’shalfoveralready。We’llsoonbegoing,anyway。’ Billy’slipscametogetherinathinlittledeterminedline。 Bertram,Iamgoinghomenow,please,’shesaid。Youneedn’tcomewithme;Icangoalone。’ Bertramsaidtwowordsunderhisbreathwhichitwasjustaswell,perhaps,thatBilly——andtheneighbors——didnothear;thenhegathereduptheirwrapsand,withBilly,stalkedoutofthetheater。 Athomeeverythingwasfoundtobeabsolutelyasitshouldbe。Bertram,Jr。,waspeacefullysleeping,andDelia,whohadcomeupfromdownstairs,wassewinginthenextroom。 There,yousee,’observedBertram,alittlesourly。 Billydrewalong,contentedsigh。 Yes,Isee;everythingisallright。Butthat’sexactlywhatIwantedtodo,Bertram,youknow——to_seeformyself_,’shefinishedhappily。 AndBertram,lookingatherraptfaceasshehoveredoverthebaby’scrib,calledhimselfabruteandabeasttomind_anything_thatcouldmakeBillylooklikethat。 CHAPTERXXV SHOULDAULDACQUAINTANCEBEFORGOT’ BertramdidnotaskBillyverysoonagaintogotothetheater。Forsomedays,indeed,hedidnotaskhertodoanything。Then,oneevening,hedidbegforsomemusic。 Billy,youhaven’tplayedtomeorsungtomesinceIcouldremember,’hecomplained。I wantsomemusic。’ Billygaveamerrylaughandwriggledherfingersexperimentally。 Mercy,Bertram!Idon’tbelieveIcouldplayanote。YouknowI’malloutofpractice。’ Butwhy_don’t_youpractice?’ Why,Bertram,Ican’t。InthefirstplaceI don’tseemtohaveanytimeexceptwhenBaby’sasleep;andIcan’tplaythen-I’dwakehimup。’ Bertramsighedirritably,rosetohisfeet,andbegantowalkupanddowntheroom。Hecametoapauseatlast,hiseyesbentatrifledisapprovinglyonhiswife。 Billy,dear,_don’t_youwearanythingbutthosewrapperthingsnowadays?’heaskedplaintively。 AgainBillylaughed。Butthistimeatroubledfrownfollowedthelaugh。 Iknow,Bertram,Isupposetheydolookdowdy,sometimes,’sheconfessed;but,yousee,Ihatetowearareallygooddress——Babyrumplesthemupso;andI’musuallyinahurrytogettohimmornings,andthesearesoeasytoslipinto,andsomuchmorecomfortableformetohandlehimin!’ Yes,ofcourse,ofcourse;Isee,’mumbledBertram,listlesslytakinguphiswalkagain。 Billy,afteramoment’ssilence,begantotalkanimatedly。Babyhaddoneawonderfullycunningthingthatmorning,andBillyhadnothadachanceyettotellBertram。Babywasgrowingmoreandmorecunninganyway,thesedays,andtherewereseveralthingsshebelievedshehadnottoldhim;soshetoldthemnow。 Bertramlistenedpolitely,interestedly。Hetoldhimselfthathe_was_interested,too。Ofcoursehewasinterestedinthedoingsofhisownchild!Buthestillwalkedupanddowntheroomalittlerestlessly,comingtoahaltatlastbythewindow,acrosswhichtheshadehadnotbeendrawn。 Billy,’hecriedsuddenly,withhisoldboyisheagerness,there’sagloriousmoon。Comeon!Let’stakealittlewalk——arealfellow-and- his-best-girlwalk!Willyou?’ Mercy!dear,Icouldn’t,’criedBillyspringingtoherfeet。I’dloveto,though,ifIcould,’ sheaddedhastily,asshesawdisappointmentcloudherhusband’sface。ButItoldDeliashemightgoout。Itisn’therregularevening,ofcourse,butItoldherIdidn’tmindstayingwithBabyabit。SoI’llhavetogorightupnow。 She’llbegoingsoon。But,dear,yougoandtakeyourwalk。It’lldoyougood。Thenyoucancomebackandtellmeallaboutit——onlyyoumustcomeinquietly,sonottowakethebaby,’ shefinished,givingherhusbandanaffectionatekiss,asshelefttheroom。 Afteradisconsolatefiveminutesofsolitude,Bertramgothishatandcoatandwentoutforhiswalk——buthetoldhimselfhedidnotexpecttoenjoyit。 BertramHenshawknewthattheoldrebelliousjealousyofthesummerhadhimfastinitsgrip。 Hewasheartilyashamedofhimself,buthecouldnothelpit。HewantedBilly,andhewantedherthen。Hewantedtotalktoher。Hewantedtotellheraboutanewportraitcommissionhehadjustobtained;andhewantedtoaskherwhatshethoughtoftheideaofabrand-newFaceofaGirl’fortheBohemianTenExhibitionnextMarch。Hewanted——butthen,whatwouldbetheuse?Shewouldlisten,ofcourse,buthewouldknowbytheverylooksofherfacethatshewouldnotbereallythinkingofwhathewassaying;andhewouldbewillingtowagerhisbestcanvasthatintheveryfirstpauseshewouldtellaboutthebaby’snewesttoothorlatesttoy。Notbutthathelikedtohearaboutthelittlefellow,ofcourse;andnotbutthathewasproudasPunchofhim,too;butthathewouldlikesometimestohearBillytalkofsomethingelse。Thesweetestmelodyintheworld,ifdinnedintoone’searsdayandnight,becamesomethingtobefledfrom。 AndBillyoughttotalkofsomethingelse,too! Bertram,Jr。,wonderfulashewas,reallywasnottheonlythingintheworld,oreventheonlybaby; andotherpeople——outsiders,theirfriends—— hadarighttoexpectthatsometimesothermattersmightbeconsidered——theirown,forinstance。ButBillyseemedtohaveforgottenthis。 NomatterwhetherthesubjectofconversationhadtodowiththelatestnoveloratriptoEurope,underBilly’sguidanceitinvariablyledstraighttoBaby’sJack-and-Jillbook,ortoaperambulatorjourneyinthePublicGarden。Ifithadnotbeensoserious,itwouldhavebeenreallyfunnythewayallroadsledstraighttoonegoal。Hehimself,whenalonewithBilly,hadstartedthemostunusualandforeignsubjects,sometimes,justtoseeiftherewerenotsomewherealittlebypaththatdidnotbringupinhisownnursery。 Henever,however,foundone。 Butitwasnotfunny;itwasserious。Wasthisgloriousgiftonparenthoodtowhichhehadlookedforwardasthecrowningjoyofhisexistence,tobenothingbutatragedythatwouldfinallywreckhisdomestichappiness?Itcouldnotbe。Itmustnotbe。Hemusthepatient,andwait。 Billylovedhim。Hewassureshedid。Byandbythisobsessionofmotherhood,whichhadhersofastinitsgrasp,wouldrelax。Shewouldrememberthatherhusbandhadrightsaswellasherchild。Onceagainshewouldgivehimthecompanionship,love,andsympatheticinterestsodeartohim。Meanwhiletherewashiswork。 Hemustburyhimselfinthat。Andfortunate,indeed,hewas,hetoldhimself,thathehadsomethingsoabsorbing。 ItwasatthispointinhismeditationsthatBertramroundedacornerandcamefacetofacewithamanwhostoppedhimshortwithajovial: Isn’tit——byGeorge,itisBertieHenshaw! Well,whatdoyouthinkofthatforluck?——andmeonlytwodayshomefrom`GayParee’!’ Oh,Seaver!Howareyou?You_are_astranger!’ Bertram’svoiceandhandshakewereabitmorecordialthantheywouldhavebeenhadhenotatthemomentbeenfeelingsoabusedandforlorn。IntheolddayshehadlikedthisBobSeaverwell。Seaverwasanartistlikehimself,andwasgoodcompanyalways。ButSeaverandhiscrowdwerealittletooBohemianforWilliam’staste; andafterBillycame,she,too,hadobjectedtowhatshecalledthathorridSeaverman。’Inhisheart,Bertramknewthattherewasgoodfoundationfortheirobjections,sohehadavoidedSeaverforatime;andforsomeyears,now,themanhadbeenabroad,somewhattoBertram’srelief。To-night,however,Seaver’sgenialsmileandheartyfriendlinesswerelikeasuddenburstofsunshineonarainyday——andBertramdetestedrainydays。Hewasfeelingnow,too,asifhehadjusthadawholeweekofthem。 Yes,Iamsomethingofastrangerhere,’ noddedSeaver。ButItellyouwhat,littleoldBostonlooksmightygoodtome,allthesame。 Comeon!You’rejustthefellowwewant。I’monmywaynowtotheoldstampingground。 Come——rightaboutface,oldchap,andcomewithme!’ Bertramshookhishead。 Sorry——butIguessIcan’t,to-night,’hesighed。Bothgestureandwordswereunhesitating,butthevoicecarriedthediscontentofasmallboy,who,whilethesunisstillshining,hasbeentoldtocomeintothehouse。 Oh,rats!Yes,youcan,too。Comeon! Lotsoftheoldcrowdwillbethere——Griggs,Beebe,JackJenkins,andTully。Weneedyoutocompletetheshow。’ JackJenkins?Ishehere?’AneweagernesshadcomeintoBertram’svoice。 Sure!HecameonfromNewYorklastnight。 Greatboy,Jenkins!JustbackfromParisfairlycoveredwithmedals,youknow。’ Yes,soIhear。Ihaven’tseenhimforfouryears。’ Bettercometo-nightthen。’ No-o,’beganBertram,withobviousreluctance。It’salreadynineo’clock,and——’ Nineo’clock!’cutinSeaver,withabroadgrin。Sincewhenhasyourlimitbeennineo’clock?I’veseenthetimewhenyoudidn’tmindnineo’clockinthemorning,Bertie!What’sgot——Oh,Iremember。ImetanotherfriendofyoursinBerlin;chapnamedArkwright—— andsay,he’ssomesinger,youbet!You’regoingtohearofhimoneofthesedays。Well,hetoldmeallabouthowyou’dsettleddownnow—— sonandheir,firesidebliss,prettywife,andallthefixings。But,Isay,Bertie,doesn’tsheletyouout——_any_?’ Nonsense,Seaver!’flaredBertraminannoyedwrath。 Well,then,whydon’tyoucometo-night? IfyouwanttoseeJenkinsyou’llhaveto;he’sgoingbacktoNewYorkto-morrow。’ ForonlyabriefminutelongerdidBertramhesitate;thenheturnedsquarelyaboutwithanairoffinality。 Ishe?Well,then,perhapsIwill,’hesaid。 I’dhatetomissJenkinsentirely。’ Good!’exclaimedhiscompanion,astheyfellintostep。Haveacigar?’ Thanks。Don’tmindifIdo。’ IfBertram’schinwasalittlehigherandhisstepalittlemoredecidedthanusual,itwasallmerelybywayofaccompanimenttohisthoughts。 Certainlyitwasrightthatheshouldgo,anditwassensible。Indeed,itwasreallyalmostimperative——duetoBilly,asitwere——afterthatdisagreeabletauntofSeaver’s。Asifshedidnotwanthimtogowhenandwherehepleased!Asifshewouldconsentforamomenttofigureintheeyesofhisfriendsasatyrannicalwifewhoobjectedtoherhusband’spassingasocialeveningwithhisfriends!Tobesure,inthisparticularcase,shemightnotfavorSeaver’spresence,butevenshewouldnotmindthisonce—— and,anyhow,itwasJenkinsthatwastheattraction,notSeaver。Besides,hehimselfwasnoundevelopedboynow。Hewasaman,presumedlyabletotakecareofhimself。Besides,again,hadnotBillyherselftoldhimtogooutandenjoytheeveningwithouther,asshehadtostaywiththebaby?Hewouldtelephoneher,ofcourse,thathehadmetsomeoldfriends,andthathemightbelate;thenshewouldnotworry。 Andforthwith,havingsettledthematterinhismind,andtohiscompletesatisfaction,BertramgavehisundividedattentiontoSeaver,whohadalreadyplungedintoanaccountofarecentArtExhibitionhehadattendedinParis。