mark twain, a biography, 1900-1907-第43节

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dictation　ended　he　said：

〃Have　you　any　special　place　to　lunch　to…day？〃

I　replied　that　I　had　not。

〃Lunch　here；〃　he　said；　〃and　we'll　try　the　new　billiard…table。〃

I　said　what　was　eminently　truethat　I　could　not　playthat　I　had　never
played　more　〃than　a　few　games　of　pool；　and　those　very　long　ago。

〃No　matter；〃　he　answered；　〃the　poorer　you　play；　the　better　I　shall　like
it。〃

So　I　remained　for　luncheon　and　we　began；　November　2d；　the　first　game　ever
played　on　the　Christmas　table。　　We　played　the　English　game；　in　which
caroms　and　pockets　both　count。　　I　had　a　beginner's　luck；　on　the　whole；
and　I　remember　it　as　a　riotous；　rollicking　game；　the　beginning　of　a
closer　understanding　between　usof　a　distinct　epoch　in　our　association。　
When　it　was　ended　he　said：

〃I'm　not　going　to　Egypt。　　There　was　a　man　here　yesterday　afternoon　who
said　it　was　bad　for　bronchitis；　and；　besides；　it's　too　far　away　from　this
billiard…table。〃

He　suggested　that　I　come　back　in　the　evening　and　play　some　more。　　I　did
so；　and　the　game　lasted　until　after　midnight。　　He　gave　me　odds；　of
course；　and　my　〃nigger　luck；〃　as　he　called　it；　continued。　　It　kept　him
sweating　and　swearing　feverishly　to　win。　　Finally；　once　I　made　a　great
flukea　carom；　followed　by　most　of　the　balls　falling　into　the　pockets。

〃Well；〃　he　said；　〃when　you　pick　up　that　cue　this　damn　table　drips　at
every　pore。〃

After　that　the　morning　dictations　became　a　secondary　interest。　　Like　a
boy；　he　was　looking　forward　to　the　afternoon　of　play；　and　it　never　seemed
to　come　quick　enough　to　suit　him。　　I　remained　regularly　for　luncheon；　and
he　was　inclined　to　cut　the　courses　short；　that　he　might　the　sooner　get
up…stairs　to　the　billiard…room。　　His　earlier　habit　of　not　eating　in　the
middle　of　the　day　continued；　but　he　would　get　up　and　dress；　and　walk
about　the　dining…room　in　his　old　fashion；　talking　that　marvelous；
marvelous　talk　which　I　was　always　trying　to　remember；　and　with　only
fractional　success　at　best。　　To　him　it　was　only　a　method　of　killing　time。　
I　remember　once；　when　he　had　been　discussing　with　great　earnestness　the
Japanese　question；　he　suddenly　noticed　that　the　luncheon　was　about
ending；　and　he　said：

〃Now　we'll　proceed　to　more　serious　mattersit's　yourshot。〃　　And　he　was
quite　serious；　for　the　green　cloth　and　the　rolling　balls　afforded　him　a
much　larger　interest。

To　the　donor　of　his　new　possession　Clemens　wrote：

　　　　　DEAR　MRS。　　ROGERS；　The　billiard…table　is　better　than　the　doctors。　
　　　　　I　have　a　billiardist　on　the　premises；　&　walk　not　less　than　ten　miles
　　　　　every　day　with　the　cue　in　my　hand。　　And　the　walking　is　not　the　whole
　　　　　of　the　exercise；　nor　the　most　health　giving　part　of　it；　I　think。　
　　　　　Through　the　multitude　of　the　positions　and　attitudes　it　brings　into
　　　　　play　every　muscle　in　the　body　&　exercises　them　all。

　　　　　The　games　begin　right　after　luncheons；　daily；　&　continue　until
　　　　　midnight；　with　2　hours'　intermission　for　dinner　&　music。　　And　so　it
　　　　　is　9　hours'　exercise　per　day　&　10　or　12　on　Sunday。　　Yesterday　&　last
　　　　　night　it　was　12&　I　slept　until　8　this　morning　without　waking。　　The
　　　　　billiard…table　as　a　Sabbath…breaker　can　beat　any　coal…breaker　in
　　　　　Pennsylvania　&　give　it　30　in　the　game。　　If　Mr。　Rogers　will　take　to
　　　　　daily　billiards　he　can　do　without　the　doctors　&　the　massageur；　I
　　　　　think。

　　　　　We　are　really　going　to　build　a　house　on　my　farm；　an　hour　&　a　half
　　　　　from　New　York。　　It　is　decided。

　　　　　With　love　&　many　thanks。
　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　S。　L。　C。

Naturally　enough；　with　continued　practice　I　improved　my　game；　and　he
reduced　my　odds　accordingly。　　He　was　willing　to　be　beaten；　but　not　too
often。　　Like　any　other　boy；　he　preferred　to　have　the　balance　in　his
favor。　　We　set　down　a　record　of　the　games；　and　he　went　to　bed　happier　if
the　tally…sheet　showed　him　winner。

It　was　natural；　too；　that　an　intimacy　of　association　and　of　personal
interest　should　grow　under　such　conditionsto　me　a　precious　boonand　I
wish　here　to　record　my　own　boundless　gratitude　to　Mrs。　Rogers　for　her
gift；　which；　whatever　it　meant　to　him；　meant　so　much　more　to　me。　　The
disparity　of　ages　no　longer　existed；　other　discrepancies　no　longer
mattered。　　The　pleasant　land　of　play　is　a　democracy　where　such　things　do
not　count。

To　recall　all　the　humors　and　interesting　happenings　of　those　early
billiard…days　would　be　to　fill　a　large　volume。　　I　can　preserve　no　more
than　a　few　characteristic　phases。

He　was　not　an　even…tempered　player。　　When　the　balls　were　perverse　in
their　movements　and　his　aim　unsteady；　he　was　likely　to　become　short　with
his　opponentcritical　and　even　fault…finding。　　Then　presently　a　reaction
would　set　in；　and　he　would　be　seized　with　remorse。　　He　would　become
unnecessarily　gentle　and　kindlyeven　attentiveplacing　the　balls　as　I
knocked　them　into　the　pockets；　hurrying　from　one　end　of　the　table　to
render　this　service；　endeavoring　to　show　in　every　way　except　by　actual
confession　in　words　that　he　was　sorry　for　what　seemed　to　him；　no　doubt；
an　unworthy　display　of　temper；　unjustified　irritation。

Naturally；　this　was　a　mood　that　I　enjoyed　less　than　that　which　had
induced　it。　　I　did　not　wish　him　to　humble　himself；　I　was　willing　that　he
should　be　severe；　even　harsh；　if　he　felt　so　inclined；　his　age；　his
position；　his　genius　entitled　him　to　special　privileges；　yet　I　am　glad；
as　I　remember　it　now；　that　the　other　side　revealed　itself；　for　it
completes　the　sum　of　his　great　humanity。

Indeed；　he　was　always　not　only　human；　but　superhuman；　not　only　a　man；　but
superman。　　Nor　does　this　term　apply　only　to　his　psychology。　　In　no　other
human　being　have　I　ever　seen　such　physical　endurance。　　I　was
comparatively　a　young　man；　and　by　no　means　an　invalid；　but　many　a　time；
far　in　the　night；　when　I　was　ready　to　drop　with　exhaustion；　he　was　still
as　fresh　and　buoyant　and　eager　for　the　game　as　at　the　moment　of
beginning。　　He　smoked　and　smoked　continually；　and　followed　the　endless
track　around　the　billiard…table　with　the　light　step　of　youth。　　At　three
or　four　o'clock　in　the　morning　he　would　urge　just　one　more　game；　and
would　taunt　me　for　my　weariness。　　I　can　truthfully　testify　that　never
until　the　last　year　of　his　life　did　he　willingly　lay　down　the　billiard…
cue；　or　show　the　least　suggestion　of　fatigue。

He　played　always　at　high　pressure。　　Now　and　then；　in　periods　of
adversity；　he　would　fly　into　a　perfect　passion　with　things　in　general。　
But；　in　the　end；　it　was　a　sham　battle；　and　he　saw　the　uselessness　and
humor　of　it；　even　in　the　moment　of　his　climax。　　Once；　when　he　found　it
impossible　to　make　any　of　his　favorite　shots；　he　became　more　and　more
restive；　the　lightning　became　vividly　picturesque　as　the　clouds
blackened。　　Finally；　with　a　regular　thunder…blast；　he　seized　the　cue　with
both　hands　and　literally　mowed　the　balls　across　the　table；　landing　one　or
two　of　them　on　the　floor。　　I　do　not　recall　his　exact　remarks　during　the
performance；　I　was　chiefly　concerned　in　getting　out　of　the　way；　and　those
sublime　utterances　were　lost。　　I　gathered　up　the　balls　and　we　went　on
playing　as　if　nothing　had　happened；　only　he　was　very　gentle　and　sweet；
like　the　sun　on　the　meadows　after　the　storm　has　passed　by。　　After　a
little　he　said：

〃This　is　a　most　amusing　game。　　When　you　play　badly　it　amuses　me；　and　when
I　play　badly　and　lose　my　temper　it　certainly　must　amuse　you。〃

His　enjoyment　of　his　opponent's　perplexities　was　very　keen。　　When　he　had
left　the　balls　in　some　unfortunate　position　which　made　it　almost
impossible　for　me　to　score　he　would　laugh　boisterously。　　I　used　to　affect
to　be　injured　and　disturbed　by　this　ridicule。　　Once；　when　he　had　made　the
conditions　unusually　hard　for　me；　and　was　enjoying　the　situation
accordingly；　I　was　tempted　to　remark：

〃Whenever　I　see　you　laugh　at　a　thing　like　that　I　always　doubt　your　sense
of　humor。〃　　Which　seemed　to　add　to　his　amusement。

Sometimes；　when　the　balls　were　badly　placed　for　me；　he　would　offer
ostensible　advice；　suggesting　that　I　should　shoot　here　and　thereshots
that　were　possible；　perhaps；　but　not　promising。　　Often　I　would　follow　his
advice；　and　then　when　I　failed　to　score　his　amusement　broke　out　afresh。

Other　billiardists　came　from　time　to　time：　Colonel　Harvey；　Mr。　Duneka；
and　Major　Leigh；　of　the　Harper　Company；　and　Peter　Finley　Dunne　（Mr。
Dooley）；　but　they　were　handicapped　by　their　business　affairs；　and　were
not　dependable　for　daily　and　protracted　sessions。　　Any　number　of　his
friends　were　willing；　even　eager；　to　come　for　his　entertainment；　but　the
percentage　of　them　who　could　and　would　devote　a　number　of　hours　each　day
to　being　beaten　at　billiards　and　enjoy　the　operation　dwindled　down　to　a
single　individual。　　Even　I　could　not　have　done　itcould　not　have
afforded　it；　however　much　I　might　have　enjoyed　the　diversionhad　it　not
been　contributory　to　my　work。　　To　me　the　association　was　invaluable；　it
drew　from　him　a　thousand　long…forgotten　incidents；　it　invited　a　stream　of
picturesque　comments　and　philosophies；　it　furnished　the　most　intimate
insight　into　his　character。

He　was　not　always　glad　to　see　promiscuous　callers；　even　some　one　that　he
might　have　met　pleasantly　elsewhere。　　One　afternoon　a　young　man　whom　he
had　casually　i