the turmoil-第48节
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〃And if I painted;〃 Bibbs returned; 〃I'd paint a lady walking in the street of
a great city; full of all kinds of uproarious and futile life children being
taught only how to make money; and lovers hurrying to get richer; and ladies
who'd given up trying to wash their windows clean; and the gates of the city
wide open; letting in slums and slaughter…houses and freight…yards; and all
round this lady's head a great rain of swirling soot〃 He paused; adding;
thoughtfully: 〃And yet I believe I'm glad that soot got on your cheek。 It was
just as if I were your brother the way you gave me your handkerchief to rub
it off for you。 Still; Edith never〃
〃Didn't she?〃 said Mary; as he paused again。
〃No。 And I〃 He contented himself with shaking his head instead of offering
more definite information。 Then he realized that they were passing the New
House; and he sighed profoundly。 〃Mary; our walk's almost over。〃
She looked as blank。 〃So it is; Bibbs。〃
They said no more until they came to her gate。 As they drifted slowly to a
stop; the door of Roscoe's house opened; and Roscoe came out with Sibyl; who
was startlingly pale。 She seemed little enfeebled by her illness; however;
walking rather quickly at her husband's side and not taking his arm。 The two
crossed the street without appearing to see Mary and her companion; and
entering the New House; were lost to sight。 Mary gazed after them gravely;
but Bibbs; looking at Mary; did not see them。
〃Mary;〃 he said; 〃you seem very serious。 Is anything bothering you?〃
〃No; Bibbs。〃 And she gave him a bright; quick look that made him instantly
unreasonably happy。
〃I know you want to go in〃 he began。
〃No。 I don't want to。〃
〃I mustn't keep you standing her; and I mustn't go in with youbutI just
wanted to sayI've seemed very stupid to myself this morning; grumbling about
soot and all thatwhile all the time IMary; I think it's been the very
happiest of all the hours you've given me。 I do。 And I don't know just
whybut it's seemed to me that it was one I'd always remember。 And you;〃 he
added; falteringly; 〃you look soso beautiful to…day!〃
〃It must have been the soot on my cheek; Bibbs。〃
〃Mary; will you tell me something?〃 he asked。
〃I think I will。〃
〃It's something I've had a lot of theories about; but none of them ever just
fits。 You used to wear furs in the fall; but now it's so much colder; you
don'tyou never wear them at all any more。 Why don't you?〃
Her eyes fell for a moment; and she grew red。 Then she looked up gaily。
〃Bibbs; if I tell you the answer will you promise not to ask any more
questions?〃
〃Yes。 Why did you stop wearing them?〃
〃Because I found I'd be warmer without them!〃 She caught his hand quickly in
her own for an instant; laughed into his eyes; and ran into the house。
It is the consoling attribute of unused books that their decorative warmth
will so often make even a ready…made library the actual 〃living…room〃 of a
family to whom the shelved volumes are indeed sealed。 Thus it was with
Sheridan; who read nothing except newspapers; business letters; and figures;
who looked upon books as he looked upon bric…a…brac or crocheting when he
was at home; and not abed or eating; he was in the library。
He stood in the many…colored light of the stained…glass window at the far end
of the long room; when Roscoe and his wife came in; and he exhaled a
solemnity。 His deference to the Sabbath was manifest; as always; in the
length of his coat and the closeness of his Saturday…night shave; and his
expression; to match this religious pomp; was more than Sabbatical; but the
most dismaying of his demonstrations was his keeping his hand in his sling。
Sibyl advanced to the middle of the room and halted there; not looking at him;
but down at her muff; in which; it could be seen; her hands were nervously
moving。 Roscoe went to a chair in another part of the room。 There was a
deadly silence。
But Sibyl found a shaky voice; after an interval of gulping; though she was
unable to lift her eyes; and the darkling lids continued to veil them。 She
spoke hurriedly; like an ungifted child reciting something committed to
memory; but her sincerity was none the less evident for that。
〃Father Sheridan; you and mother Sheridan have always been so kind to me; and
I would hate to have you think I don't appreciate it; from the way I acted。
I've come to tell you I am sorry for the way I did that night; and to say I
know as well as anybody the way I behaved; and it will never happen again;
because it's been a pretty hard lesson; and when we come back; some day; I
hope you'll see that you've got a daughter…in…law you never need to be ashamed
of again。 I want to ask you to excuse me for the way I did; and I can say I
haven't any feelings toward Edith now; but only wish her happiness and good in
her new life。 I thank you for all your kindness to me; and I know I made a
poor return for it; but if you can overlook the way I behaved I know I would
feel a good deal happierand I know Roscoe would; too。 I wish to promise not
to be as foolish in the future; and the same error would never occur again to
make us all so unhappy; if you can be charitable enought to excuse it this
time。〃
He looked steadily at her without replying; and she stood before him; never
lifting her eyes; motionless; save where the moving fur proved the agitation
of her hands within the muff。
〃All right;〃 he said at last。
She looked up then with vast relief; though there was a revelation of heavy
tears when the eyelids lifted。
〃Thank you;〃 she said。 〃There's something elseabout something differentI
want to say to you; but I want mother Sheridan to hear it; too。〃
〃She's up…stairs in her room;〃 said Sheridan。 〃Roscoe〃
Sibyl interrupted。 She had just seen Bibbs pass through the hall and begin to
ascend the stairs; and in a flash she instinctively perceived the chance for
precisely the effect she wanted。
〃No; let me go;〃 she said。 〃I want to speak to her a minute first; anyway。〃
And she went away quickly; gaining the top of the stairs in time to see Bibbs
enter his room and close the door。 Sibyl knew that Bibbs; in his room; had
overheard her quarrel with Edith in the hall outside; for bitter Edith;
thinking the more to shame her; had subsequently informed her of the
circumstance。 Sibyl had just remembered this; and with the recollection there
had flashed the thoughtout of her own experience that people are often
much more deeply impressed by words they overhear than by words directly
addressed to them。 Sibyl intended to make it impossible for Bibbs not to
overhear。 She did not hesitateher heart was hot with the old sore; and she
believed wholly in the justice of her cause and in the truth of what she was
going to say。 Fate was virtuous at times; it had delivered into her hands the
girl who had affronted her。
Mrs。 Sheridan was in her own room。 The approach of Sibyl and Roscoe had
driven her from the library; for she had miscalculated her husband's mood; and
she felt that if he used his injured hand as a mark of emphasis again; in her
presence; she would (as she thought of it) 〃have a fit right there。〃 She
heard Sibyl's step; and pretended to be putting a touch to her hair before a
mirror。
〃I was just coming down;〃 she said; as the door opened。
〃Yes; he wants you to;〃 said Sibyl。 〃It's all right; mother Sheridan。 He's
forgiven me。〃
Mrs。 Sheridan sniffed instantly; tears appeared。 She kissed her
daughter…in…law's cheek; then; in silence; regarded the mirror afresh; wiped
her eyes; and applied powder。
〃And I hope Edith will be happy;〃 Sibyl added; inciting more applications of
Mrs。 Sheridan's handkerchief and powder。
〃Yes; yes;〃 murmured the good woman。 〃We mustn't make the worst of things。〃
〃Well; there was something else I had to say; and he wants you to hear it;
too;〃 said Sibyl。 〃We better go down; mother Sheridan。〃
She led the way; Mrs。 Sheridan following obediently; but when they came to a
spot close by Bibbs's door; Sibyl stopped。 〃I want to tell you about it
first;〃 she said; abruptly。 〃It isn't a secret; of course; in any way; it's
something the whole family has to know; and the sooner the whole family knows
it the better。 It's something it wouldn't be RIGHT for us ALL not to
understand; and of course father Sheridan most of all。 But I want to just
kind of go over it first with you; it 'll kind of help me to see I got it all
stratight。 I haven't got any reason for saying it except the good of the
family; and it's nothing to me; one way or the other; of course; except for
that。 I oughtn't to 've behaved the way I did that night; and it seems to me
if there's anything I can do to help the family; I ought to; because it would
help show I felt the right way。 Well; what I want to do is to tell this so's