the dwelling place of ligh-第3节

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taken　the　younger　sister's　fancy：　a　young　man　and　woman；　clad　in　scanty　bathing
suits；　seated　side　by　side　in　a　careening　sail　boat；the　work　of　a　popular
illustrator　whose　manly　and　womanly　〃types〃　had　become　national　ideals。

There　were　other　drawings；　if　not　all　by　the　same　hand；　at　least　by　the　same
school；　one；　sketched　in　bold　strokes；　of　a　dinner　party　in　a　stately
neo…classic　dining…room；　the　table　laden　with　flowers　and　silver；
the　bare…throated　women　with　jewels。　　A　more　critical　eye　than　Lise's；
gazing　upon　this　portrayal　of　the　Valhalla　of　success；　might　have　detected　in
the　young　men；　immaculate　in　evening　dress；　a　certain　effort　to　feel　at　home；
to　converse　naturally；　which　their　square　jaws　and　square　shoulders　belied。
This　was　no　doubt　the　fault　of　the　artist's　models；　who　had　failed　to　live　up
to　the　part。　　At　any　rate；　the　sight　of　these　young　gods　of　leisure；　the
contemplation　of　the　stolid　butler　and　plush　footmen　in　the　background　never
failed　to　make　Lise's　heart　beat　faster。

On　the　marble　of　the　bureau　amidst　a　litter　of　toilet　articles；　and　bought　by
Lise　for　a　quarter　at　the　Bagatelle　bargain　counter；　was　an　oval　photograph
frame　from　which　the　silver　wash　had　begun　to　rub　off；　and　the　band　of　purple
velvet　inside　the　metal　had　whitened。　　The　frame　always　contained　the　current
object　of　Lise's　affections；　though　the　exhibitsas　Janet　saidwere　subject
to　change　without　notice。　　The　Adonis　who　now　reigned　had　black　hair　cut　in　the
prevailing　Hampton　fashion；　very　long　in　front　and　hanging　down　over　his　eyes
like　a　Scottish　terrier's；　very　long　behind；　too；　but　ending　suddenly；　shaved
in　a　careful　curve　at　the　neck　and　around　the　ears。　　It　had　almost　the
appearance　of　a　Japanese　wig。　　The　manly　beauty　of　Mr。　Max　Wylie　was　of　the
lantern…jawed　order；　and　in　his　photograph　he　conveyed　the　astonished　and
pained　air　of　one　who　has　been　suddenly　seized　by　an　invisible　officer　of　the
law　from　behind。　　This　effect；　one　presently　perceived；　was　due　to　the　high；
stiff　collar；　the　〃Torture　Brand；〃　Janet　called　it；　when　she　and　her　sister
were　engaged　in　one　of　their　frequent　controversies　about　life　in　general：　the
obvious　retort　to　this　remark；　which　Lise　never　failed　to　make；　was　that　Janet
could　boast　of　no　beaux　at　all。

It　is　only　fair　to　add　that　the　photograph　scarcely　did　Mr。　Wylie　justice。　　In
real　life　he　did　not　wear　the　collar；　he　was　free　and　easy　in　his　manners；　sure
of　his　powers　of　conquest。　　As　Lise　observed；　he　had　made　a　home…run　with　her
at　Slattery's　Riverside　Park。　　〃Sadie　Hartmann　was　sure　sore　when　I　tangoed　off
with　him；〃　she　would　observe　reminiscently　。。。。

It　was　Lise's　habit　to　slight　her　morning　toilet；　to　linger　until　the　last
minute　in　bed；　which　she　left　in　reluctant　haste　to　stand　before　the　bureau
frantically　combing　out　kinks　of　the　brown　hair　falling　over　her　shoulders
before　jamming　it　down　across　her　forehead　in　the　latest　mode。　　Thus　occupied；
she　revealed　a　certain　petulant　beauty。　　Like　the　majority　of　shop…girls；　she
was　small；　but　her　figure　was　good；　her　skin　white；　her　discontented　mouth　gave
her　the　touch　of　piquancy　apt　to　play　havoc　with　the　work　of　the　world。　　In
winter　breakfast　was　eaten　by　the　light　of　a　rococo　metal　lamp　set　in　the
centre　of　the　table。　　This　was　to　save　gas。　　There　was　usually　a　rump　steak　and
potatoes；　bread　and　〃creamery〃　butterine；　and　the　inevitable　New　England
doughnuts。　　At　six　thirty　the　whistles　screeched　again；a　warning　note；　the
signal　for　Edward's　departure；　and　presently；　after　a　brief　respite；　the　heavy
bells　once　more　began　their　clamour；　not　to　die　down　until　ten　minutes　of
seven；　when　the　last　of　the　stragglers　had　hurried　through　the　mill　gates。

The　Bumpus　flat　included　the　second　floor　of　a　small　wooden　house　whose　owner
had　once　been　evilly　inspired　to　paint　it　a　livid　clay…yellowas　though
insisting　that　ugliness　were　an　essential　attribute　of　domesticity。　　A　bay　ran
up　the　two　stories；　and　at　the　left　were　two　narrow　doorways；　one　for　each
flat。　　On　the　right　the　house　was　separated　from　its　neighbour　by　a　narrow
interval；　giving　but　a　precarious　light　to　the　two　middle　rooms；　the　diningroom
and　kitchen。　　The　very　unattractiveness　of　such　a　home；　however；　had　certain
compensations　for　Janet；　after　the　effort　of　early　rising　had　been　surmounted；
felt　a　real　relief　in　leaving　it；　a　relief；　too；　in　leaving　Fillmore　Street；
every　feature　of　which　was　indelibly　fixed　in　her　mind；　opposite　was　the　blind
brick　face　of　a　warehouse；　and　next　to　that　the　converted　dwelling　house　that
held　the　shop　of　A。　Bauer；　with　the　familiar　replica　of　a　green　ten…cent
trading　stamp　painted　above　it　and　the　somewhat　ironical　announcementwhen
boar　frost　whitened　the　pavementthat　ice…cold　soda　was　to　be　had　within；　as
well　as　cigars　and　tobacco；　fruit　and　candy。　　Then　came　a　tenement；　under　which
two　enterprising　Greeks　by　the　name　of　Pappasspelled　Papas　lower　down
conducted　a　business　called　〃The　Gentleman；〃　a　tailoring；　pressing；　and　dyeing
establishment。　　Janet　could　see　the　brilliantined　black　heads　of　the　two
proprietors　bending　over　their　boards；　and　sometimes　they　would　be　lifted　to
smile　at　her　as　she　passed。　　The　Pappas　Brothers　were　evidently　as　happy　in
this　drab　environment　as　they　had　ever　been　on　the　sunny　mountain　slopes　of
Hellas；　and　Janet　sometimes　wondered　at　this；　for　she　had　gathered　from　her
education　in　the　Charming　public　school　that　Greece　was　beautiful。

She　was　one　of　the　unfortunate　who　love　beauty；　who　are　condemned　to　dwell　in
exile；　unacquainted　with　what　they　love。　　Desire　was　incandescent　within　her
breast。　　Desire　for　what？　　It　would　have　been　some　relief　to　know。　　She　could
not；　like　Lise；　find　joy　and　forgetfulness　at　dance　；halls；　at　the　〃movies；〃　at
Slattery's　Riverside　Park　in　summer；　in　〃joy　rides〃　with　the　Max　Wylies　of
Hampton。　　And　beside；　the　Max　Wylies　were　afraid　of　her。　　If　at　times　she
wished　for　wealth；　it　was　because　wealth　held　the　magic　of　emancipation　from
surroundings　against　which　her　soul　revolted。　　Vividly　idealized　but　unconfided
was　the　memory　of　a　seaside　village；　the　scene　of　one　of　the　brief　sojourns　of
her　childhood；　where　the　air　was　fragrant　with　the　breath　of　salt　marshes；
where　she　recalled；　through　the　vines　of　a　porch；　a　shining　glimpse　of　the　sea
at　the　end　of　a　little　street。。。。

Next　to　Pappas　Brothers　was　the　grey　wooden　building　of　Mule　Spinners'　Hall；
that　elite　organization　of　skilled　labour；　and　underneath　it　the　store　of
Johnny　Tiernan；　its　windows　piled　up　with　stoves　and　stovepipes；　sheet　iron　and
cooking　utensils。　　Mr。　Tiernan；　like　the　Greeks；　was　happy；　too：　unlike　the
Greeks；　he　never　appeared　to　be　busy；　and　yet　he　throve。　　He　was　very　proud　of
the　business　in　which　he　had　invested　his　savings；　but　he　seemed　to　have　other
affairs　lying　blithely　on　his　mind；　affairs　of　moment　to　the　community；　as　the
frequent　presence　of　the　huge　policemen；　aldermen；　and　other　important　looking
persons　bore　witness。　　He　hailed　by　name　Italians；　Greeks；　Belgians；　Syrians；
and　〃French〃；　he　hailed　Janet；　too；　with　respectful　cheerfulness；　taking　off
his　hat。　　He　possessed　the　rare；　warm　vitality　that　is　irresistible。　　A　native
of　Hampton；　still　in　his　thirties；　his　sharp　little　nose　and　twinkling　blue
eyes　proclaimed　the　wisdom　that　is　born　and　not　made；　his　stiff　hair　had　a
twist　like　the　bristles　in　the　cleaning　rod　of　a　gun。

He　gave　Janet　the　odd　impression　that　he　understood　her。　　And　she　did　not
understand　herself！

By　the　time　she　reached　the　Common　the　winter　sun；　as　though　red　from　exertion；
had　begun　to　dispel　the　smoke　and　heavy　morning　mists。　　She　disliked　winter；
the　lumpy　brown　turf　mildewed　by　the　frost；　but　one　day　she　was　moved　by　a
quality；　hitherto　unsuspected；　in　the　delicate　tracery　against　the　sky　made　by
the　slender　branches　of　the　great　elms　and　maples。　　She　halted　on　the　pavement；
her　eyes　raised；　heedless　of　passers…by；　feeling　within　her　a　throb　of　the
longing　that　could　be　so　oddly　and　unexpectedly　aroused。

Her　way　lay　along　Faber　Street；　the　main　artery　of　Hampton；　a　wide　strip　of
asphalt　threaded　with　car　tracks；　lined　on　both　sides　with　incongruous　edifices
indicative　of　a　rapid；　undiscriminating；　and　artless　prosperity。　　There　were
long　stretches　of　〃ten　foot〃　buildings；　so　called　on　account　of　the　single
story；　their　height　deceptively　enhanced　by　the　superimposition　of　huge　and
gaudy　signs；　one　on　top　of　another；　announcing　the　merits　of　〃Stewart's
Amberine　Ale；〃　of　〃Cooley's　Oats；　the　Digestible　Breakfast　Food；〃　of
graphophones　and　〃spring　heeled〃　shoes；　tobacco；　and　naphtha　soaps。　　〃No；　We
don't　give　Trading　Stamps；　Our　Products　are　Worth　all　You　Pay。〃　　These　〃ten
foot〃　stores　were　the　repositories　of　pianos；　automobiles；　hardware；　and
millinery；　and　interspersed　amongst　them　were　buildings　of　various　heights；　The
Bagatelle；　where　Lise　worked；　the　Wilmot　Hotel；　office　buildings；　and　an
occasional　relic　of　old　Hampton；　like　that　housing　the　Banner。　　Here；　during
those　months　when　the　sun　made　the　asphalt　soft；　on　a　scaffolding　spanning　the
window　of　the　store；　might　be　seen　a　perspiring　young　man　in　his　shirt　sleeves
chalking　up　baseb