a thief in the night-第37节
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to the three or four weeks in which those events happened that imperilled the fabric of our empire； and rallied her sons from the four winds to fight beneath her banner on the veldt。 It all。 seems very ancient history now。 But I remember nothing better or more vividly than the last words of Raffles upon his last crime； unless it be the pressure of his hand as he said them； or the rather sad twinkle in his tired eyes。
The Last Word
The last of all。 these tales of Raffles is from a fresher and a sweeter pen。 I give it exactly as it came to me； in a letter which meant more to me than it can possibly mean to any other reader。 And yet； it may stand for something with those for whom these pale reflections have a tithe of the charm that the real man had for me； and it is to leave such persons thinking yet a little better of him （and not wasting another thought on me） that I am permitted to retail the very last word about their hero and mine。
The letter was my first healing after a chance encounter and a sleepless night； and I print every word of it except the last
〃39 CAMPDEN GROVE COURT； W。； 〃June 28； 1900。
〃DEAR HARRY： You may have wondered at the very few words I could find to say to you when we met so strangely yesterday。 I did not mean to be unkind。 I was grieved to see you so cruelly hurt and lame。 I could not grieve when at last I made you tell me how it happened。 I honor and envy every man of you … every name in those dreadful lists that fill the papers every day。 But I knew about Mr。 Raffles； and I did not know about you； and there was something I longed to tell you about him； something I could not tell you in a minute in the street； or indeed by word of mouth at all。 That is why I asked you for your address。
〃You said I spoke as if I had known Mr。 Raffles。 Of course I have often seen him playing cricket； and heard about him and you。 But I only once met him； and that was the night after you and I met last。 I have always supposed that you knew all。 about our meeting。 Yesterday I could see that you knew nothing。 So I have made up my mind to tell you every word。
〃That night … I mean the next night … they were all。 going out to several places； but I stayed behind at Palace Gardens。 I had gone up to the drawing…room after dinner； and was just putting on the lights； when in walked Mr。 Raffles from the balcony。 I knew him at once； because I happened to have watched him make his hundred at Lord's only the day before。 He seemed surprised that no one had told me he was there； but the whole thing was such a surprise that I hardly thought of that。 I am afraid I must say that it was not a very pleasant surprise。 I felt instinctively that he had come from you； and I confess that for the moment it made me very angry indeed。 Then in a breath he assured me that you knew nothing of his coming； that you would never have allowed him to come； but that he had taken it upon himself as your intimate friend and one who would be mine as well。 （I said that I would tell you every word。）
〃Well； we stood looking at each other for some time； and I was never more convinced of anybody's straightness and sincerity； but he was straight and sincere with me； and true to you that night； whatever he may have been before and after。 So I asked him why he had come； and what had happened； and he said it was not what had happened； but what might happen next； so I asked him if he was thinking of you； and he just nodded； and told me that I knew very well what you had done。 But I began to wonder whether Mr。 Raffles himself knew； and I tried to get him to tell me what you had done； and he said I knew as well as he did that you were one of the two men who had come to the house the night before。 I took some time to answer。 I was quite mystified by his manner。 At last I asked him how he knew。 I can hear his answer now。
〃'Because I was the other man；' he said quite quietly； 'because I led him blindfold into the whole business； and would rather pay the shot than see poor Bunny suffer for it。'
〃Those were his words； but as he said them he made their meaning clear by going over to the bell； and waiting with his finger ready to ring for whatever assistance or protection I desired。 Of course I would not let him ring at all。； in fact； at first I refused to believe him。 Then he led me out into the balcony； and showed me exactly how he had got up and in。 He had broken in for the second night running； and all。 to tell me that the first night he had brought you with him on false pretences。 He had to tell me a great deal more before I could quite believe him。 But before he went （as he had come） I was the one woman in the world who knew that A。 J。 Raffles； the great cricketer； and the so…called 'amateur cracksman' of equal notoriety； were one and the same person。
〃He had told me his secret； thrown himself on my mercy； and put his liberty if not his life in my hands； but all。 for your sake； Harry； to right you in my eyes at his own expense。 And yesterday I could see that you knew nothing whatever about it； that your friend had died without telling you of his act of real and yet vain self…sacrifice！ Harry； I can only say that now I understand your friendship； and the dreadful lengths to which it carried you。 How many in your place would not have gone as far for such a friend？ Since that night； at any rate； I for one have understood。 It has grieved me more than I can tell you； Harry； but I have always understood。
〃He spoke to me quite simply and frankly of his life。 It was wonderful to me then that he should speak of it as he did； and still more wonderful that I should sit and listen to him as I did。 But I have often thought about it since； and have long ceased to wonder at myself。 There was an absolute magnetism about Mr。 Raffles which neither you nor I could resist。 He had the strength of personality which is a different thing from strength of character； but when you meet both kinds together； they carry the ordinary mortal off his or her feet。 You must not imagine you are the only one who would have served and followed him as you did。 When he told me it was all。 a game to him； and the one game he knew that was always exciting； always full of danger and of drama； I could just then have found it in my heart to try the game myself！ Not that he treated me to any ingenious sophistries or paradoxical perversities。 It was just his natural charm and humor； and a touch of sadness with it all。； that appealed to something deeper than one's reason and one's sense of right。 Glamour； I suppose； is the word。 Yet there was far more in him than that。 There were depths； which called to depths； and you will not misunderstand me when I say I think it touched him that a woman should listen to him as I did； and in such circumstances。 I know that it touched me to think of such a life so spent； and that I came to myself and implored him to give it all。 up。 I don't think I went on my knees over it。 But I am afraid I did cry； and that was the end。 He pretended not to notice anything； and then in an instant he froze everything with a flippancy which jarred horribly at the time； but has ever since touched me more than all。 the rest。 I remember that I wanted to shake hands at the end。 But Mr。 Raffles only shook his head； and for one instant his face was as sad as it was gallant and gay all。 the rest of the time。 Then he went as he had come； in his own dreadful way； and not a soul in the house knew that he had been。 And even you were never told！
〃I didn't mean to write all。 this about your own friend； whom you knew so much better yourself； yet you see that even you did not know how nobly he tried to undo the wrong he had done you； and now I think I know why he kept it to himself。 It is fearfully late … or early … I seem to have been writing all。 night … and I will explain the matter in the fewest words。 I promised Mr。 Raffles that I would write to you； Harry； and see you if I could。 Well； I did write； and I did mean to see you； but I never had an answer to what I wrote。 It was only one line； and I have long known you never received it。 I could not bring myself to write more； and even those few words were merely slipped into one of the books which you had given me。 Years afterward these books； with my name in them； must have been found in your rooms； at any rate they were returned to me by somebody； and you could never have opened them； for there was my line where I had left it。 Of course you had never seen it； and that was all。 my fault。 But it was too late to write again。 Mr。 Raffles was supposed to have been drowned； and everything was known about you both。 But I still kept my own independent knowledge to myself； to this day； no one else knows that you were one of the two in Palace Gardens； and I still blame myself more than you may think for nearly everything that has happened since。
〃You said yesterday that your going to the war and getting wounded wiped out nothing that had gone before。 I hope you are not growing morbid about the past。 It is not for me to condone it； and yet I know that Mr。 Raffles was what he was because he loved danger
