the lost road-第26节
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〃Sam; when are we to be married?〃
When for three years a man has been begging a girl to marry him;
and she consents at the exact moment when; without capitulation
to all that he holds honorable; he cannot marry anybody; his
position deserves sympathy。
〃My dear one;〃 exclaimed the unhappy youth; 〃you make me the
most miserable of men! I can't marry! I'm in an awful place! If I
married you now I'd be a crook! It isn't a question of love in a
cottage; with bread and cheese。 If cottages were renting for a
dollar a year I couldn't rent one for ten minutes。 I haven't cheese
enough to bait a mouse…trap。 It's terrible! But we have got to wait。〃
〃Wait!〃 cried Polly。 〃I thought you had been waiting! Have I been
away too long? Do you love some one else?〃
〃Don't be ridiculous!〃 said Sam crossly。 〃Look at me;〃 he
commanded; 〃and tell me whom I love!〃
Polly did not take time to look。
〃But I;〃 she protested; 〃have so much money!〃
〃It's not your money;〃 explained Sam。 〃It's your mother's money
or your father's; and both of them dislike me。 They even have told
me so。 Your mother wants you to marry that Italian; and your
father; having half the money in America; naturally wants to
marry you to the other half。 If I were selfish and married you
I'd be all the things they think I am。〃
〃You are selfish!〃 cried Polly。 〃You're thinking of yourself and
of what people will say; instead of how to make me happy。 What's
the use of money if you can't buy what you want?〃
〃Are you suggesting you can buy me?〃 demanded Sam。
〃Surely;〃 said Polly〃if I can't get you any other way。 And you
may name your own price; too。〃
〃When I am making enough to support myself without sponging on
you;〃 explained Sam; 〃you can have as many millions as you like;
but I must first make enough to keep me alive。 A man who can't do
that isn't fit to marry。〃
〃How much;〃 demanded Polly; 〃do you need to keep you alive? Maybe
I could lend it to you。〃
Sam was entirely serious。
〃Three thousand a year;〃 he said。
Polly exclaimed indignantly。
〃I call that extremely extravagant!〃 she cried。 〃If we wait until you
earn three thousand a year we may be dead。 Do you expect to earn
that writing stories?〃
〃I can try;〃 said Sam〃or I will rob a bank。〃
Polly smiled upon him appealingly。
〃You know how I love your stories;〃 she said; 〃and I wouldn't
hurt your feelings for the world; but; Sam dear; I think you had
better rob a bank!〃
Addressing an imaginary audience; supposedly of men; Sam
exclaimed:
〃Isn't that just like a woman? She wouldn't care;〃 he protested;
〃how I got the money!〃
Polly smiled cheerfully。
〃Not if I got you!〃 she said。 In extenuation; also; she addressed
an imaginary audience; presumably of women。 〃That's how I love
him!〃 she exclaimed。 〃And he asks me to wait! Isn't that just like
a man? Seriously;〃 she went on; 〃if we just go ahead and get married
father would have to help us。 He'd make you a vice…president or
something。〃
At this suggestion Sam expressed his extreme displeasure。
〃The last time I talked to your father;〃 he said; 〃I was in a position
to marry; and I told him I wanted to marry you。 What he said to
that was: 'Don't be an ass!' Then I told him he was unintelligent
and I told him why。 First; because he could not see that a man
might want to marry his daughter in spite of her money; and
second; because he couldn't see that her money wouldn't make
up to a man for having him for a father…in…law。〃
〃Did you have to tell him that?〃 asked Polly。
〃Some one had to tell him;〃 said Sam gloomily。 〃Anyway; as a
source of revenue father is eliminated。 I have still one chance
in London。 If that fails I must go home。 I've been promised a job
in New York reporting for a Wall Street paperand I'll write stories
on the side。 I've cabled for money; and if the London job falls
through I shall sail Wednesday。〃
〃Wednesday!〃 cried Polly。 〃When you say things like 'Wednesday'
you make the world so dark! You must stay here! It has been such
a long six months; and before you earn three thousand dollars I
shall be an old; old maid。 But if you get work here we could see
each other every day。〃
They were in the Sewards' sitting…room at Claridge's。 Sam took up
the desk telephone。
〃In London;〃 he said; 〃my one best and only bet is a man named
Forsythe; who helps edit the Pall Mall。 I'll telephone him now。
If he can promise me even a shilling a day I'll stay on and starve
but I'll be near you。 If Forsythe fails me I shall sail Wednesday。〃
The telephone call found Forsythe at the Pall Mall office。 He would
be charmed to advise Mr。 Lowell on a matter of business。 Would he
that night dine with Mr。 Lowell? He would。 And might he suggest
that they dine at Pavoni's? He had a special reason for going there;
and the dinner would cost only three and six。
〃That's reason enough!〃 Sam told him。
〃And don't forget;〃 said Polly when; for the fifth time; Sam rose
to go; 〃that after your dinner you are to look for me at the Duchess
of Deptford's dance。 I asked her for a card and you will find it at
your lodgings。 Everybody will be there; but it is a big place…full
of dark corners where we can hide。〃
〃Don't hide until I arrive;〃 said Sam。 〃I shall be very late; as
I shall have to walk。 After I pay for Forsythe's dinner and for
white gloves for your dance I shall not be in a position to hire
a taxi。 But maybe I shall bring good news。 Maybe Forsythe will
give me the job。 If he does we will celebrate in champagne。
〃
〃You will let me at least pay for the champagne?〃 begged Polly。
〃No;〃 said Sam firmly〃the duchess will furnish that。〃
When Sam reached his lodgings in Russell Square; which he
approached with considerable trepidation; he found Mrs。 Wroxton
awaiting him。 But her attitude no longer was hostile。 On the
contrary; as she handed him a large; square envelope; decorated
with the strawberry leaves of a duke; her manner was humble。
Sam opened the envelope and; with apparent carelessness; stuck it
over the fireplace。
〃About that back rent;〃 he said; 〃I have cabled for money; and as
soon〃
〃I know;〃 said Mrs。 Wroxton。 〃I read the cable。〃 She was reading
the card of invitation also。 〃There's no hurry; sir;〃 protested Mrs。
Wroxton。 〃Any of my young gentlemen who is made welcome at
Deptford House is made welcome here!〃
〃Credit; Mrs。 Wroxton;〃 observed Sam; 〃is better than cash。 If
you have only cash you spend it and nothing remains。 But with
credit you can continue indefinitely to…to…〃
〃So you can!〃 exclaimed Mrs。 Wroxton enthusiastically。 〃Stay as
long as you like; Mr。 Lowell。〃
At Pavoni's Sam found Forsythe already seated and; with evident
interest; observing the scene of gayety before him。 The place was
new to Sam; and after the darkness and snow of the streets it
appeared both cheerful and resplendent。 It was brilliantly lighted;
a ceiling of gay panels picked out with gold; and red plush sofas;
backed against walls hung with mirrors and faced by rows of
marble…topped tables; gave it an air of the Continent。
Sam surrendered his hat and coat to the waiter。 The hat was a
soft Alpine one of green felt。 The waiter hung it where Sam
could see it; on one of many hooks that encircled a gilded pillar。
After two courses had been served Forsythe said:
〃I hope you don't object to this place。 I had a special reason
for wishing to be here on this particular night。 I wanted to be
in at the death!〃
〃Whose death?〃 asked Sam。 〃Is the dinner as bad as that?〃
Forsythe leaned back against the mirror behind them and; bringing
his shoulder close to Sam's; spoke in a whisper。
〃As you know;〃 he said; 〃to…day the delegates sign the Treaty of
London。 It still must receive the signatures of the Sultan and
the three kings; and they will sign it。 But until they do; what
the terms of the treaty are no one can find out。〃
〃I'll bet the Times finds out!〃 said Sam。
〃That's it!〃 returned Forsythe。 〃Hertz; the man who is supposed to
be selling the secrets of the conference to the Times; dines here。
To…night is his last chance。 If to…night he can slip the Times a
copy of the Treaty of London without being caught; and the
Times has the courage to publish it; it will be the biggest
newspaper sensation of modern times; and it will either cause
a financial panic all over Europeor prevent one。 The man they
suspect is facing us。 Don't look now; but in a minute you will
see him sitting alone at a table on the right of the middle pillar。
The people at the tables nearest himeven the womenare
detectives。 His waiter is in the employ of Scotland Yard。 The
maitre d'hotel; whom you will see always hovering round his
table; is a police agent lent by Bulgaria。 For the Allies are even
more anxious to stop the leak than we are。 We are interested
only as their hosts; with them it is a matter of national life or
death。 A week ago one of our own inspectors tipped me off to
what is going on; and every night since then I've dined here;
hoping to see something suspicious。〃
〃Have you?〃 asked Sam。
〃Only this;〃 whispered Forsythe〃on four different nights I've
recognized me