the voice of the city(城市之声)-第23节
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dips us in the Something…or…Other that makes us invulnerable。 He read
aloud this verse in the magazine：
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THE FOUR ROSES
'One rose I twined within your hair
（White rose； that spake of worth）；
And one you placed upon your breast
（Red rose； love's seal of birth）。
You plucked another from its stem
（Tea rose； that means for aye）；
And one you gave that bore for me
The thorns of memory。〃
〃That's a crackerjack；〃 said Sammy； admiringly。
There are five more verses；〃 said Ravenel； pa… tiently sardonic。 〃One
naturally pauses at the end of each。 Of course 〃
〃Oh； let's have the rest； old man；〃 shouted Sammy； contritely； 〃 I didn't
mean to cut you off。 I'm not much of a poetry expert； you know。 I never
saw a poem that didn't look like it ought to have terminal facilities at the
end of every verse。 Reel off the rest of it。〃
Ravenel sighed； and laid the magazine down。 〃All right；〃 said Sammy；
cheerfully； 〃we'll have it next time。 I'll be off now。 Got a date at five
o'clock。〃
He took a last look at the shaded green garden and left； whistling in an
off key an untuneful air from a roofless farce comedy。
The next afternoon Ravenel； while polishing a ragged line of a new
sonnet； reclined by the window overlooking the besieged garden of the
unmercenary baron。 Suddenly he sat up； spilling two rhymes and a
syllable or two。；
Through the trees one window of the old mansion could be seen
clearly。 In its window； draped in flow… ing white； leaned the angel of all
his dreams of ro… mance and poesy。 Young； fresh as a drop of dew；
graceful as a spray of clematis； conferring upon the garden hemmed in by
the roaring traffic the air of a princess's bower； beautiful as any flower
sung by poet thus Ravenel saw her for the first time。 She lingered for a
while； and then disappeared within； leaving a few notes of a birdlike ripple
of song to reach his entranced ears through the rattle of cabs and the
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snarling of the electric cars。
Thus； as if to challenge the poet's flaunt at ro… mance and to punish
him for his recreancy to the undying spirit of youth and beauty； this vision
bad dawned upon him with a thrilling and accusive power。 And so
metabolic was the power that in an instant the atoms of Ravenel's entire
world were redistrib… uted。 The laden drays that passed the house in which
she lived rumbled a deep double…bass to the tune of love。 The newsboys'
shouts were the notes of singing birds； that garden was the pleasance of
the Capulets； the janitor was an ogre； himself a knight； ready with sword；
lance or lute。
Thus does romance show herself amid forests of brick and stone when
she gets lost in the city； and there has to be sent out a general alarm to find
her again。
At four in the afternoon Ravenel looked out across the garden。 In the
window of his hopes were set four small vases； each containing a great；
full…blown rose … red and white。 And； as he gazed； she leaned above them；
shaming them with her loveliness and seeming to direct her eyes pensively
toward his own window。 And then； as though she had caught his respectful
but ardent regard； she melted away； leaving the fragrant emblems on the
window…sill。
〃Yes； emblems！ he would be unworthy if be had not understood。 She
had read his poem； 〃The Four Roses〃； it had reached her heart； and this
was its romantic answer。 Of course she must know that Ravenel； the poet；
lived there across her garden。 His picture； too； she must have seen in the
magazines。 The delicate； tender； modest； flattering message could not be
ignored。
Ravenel noticed beside the roses a small flowering… pot containing a
plant。 Without shame be brought his opera…glasses and employed them
from the cover of his window…curtain。 A nutmeg geranium！
With the true poetic instinct be dragged a book of useless information
from his shelves； and tore open the leaves at 〃The Language of Flowers。〃
〃Geranium； Nutmeg … I expect a meeting。〃
So！ Romance never does things by halves。 If she comes back to you
she brings gifts and her knitting； and will sit in your chimney…corner if you
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will let her。
And now Ravenel smiled。 The lover smiles when be thinks he has won。
The woman who loves ceases to smile with victory。 He ends a battle； she
begins hers。 What a pretty idea to set the four roses in her window for him
to see！ She must have a sweet； poetic soul。 And now to contrive the
meeting。
A whistling and slamming of doors preluded the coming of Sammy
Brown。
Ravenel smiled again。 Even Sammy Brown was shone upon by the far…
flung rays of the renaissance。 Sammy； with his ultra clothes； his horseshoe
pin； his plump face； his trite slang； his uncomprehending admiration of
Ravenel the broker's clerk made an excellent foil to the new； bright
unseen visitor to the poet's sombre apartment。
Sammy went to his old seat by the window； and looked out over the
dusty green foliage in the garden。 Then he looked at his watch； and rose
hastily。
〃By grabs！〃 he exclaimed。 〃Twenty after four！ I can't stay； old man；
I've got a date at 4：30。〃
〃Why did you come； then？〃 asked Ravenel； with sarcastic jocularity；
〃if you had an engagement at that time。 I thought you business men kept
better account of your minutes and seconds than that。〃
Sammy hesitated in the doorway and turned pinker。
〃Fact is； Ravvy；〃 be explained； as to a customer whose margin is
exhausted； 〃I didn't know I had it till I came。 I'll tell you； old man … there's
a dandy girl in that old house next door that I'm dead gone on。 I put it
straight we're engaged。 The old man says 'nit' but that don't go。 He keeps
her pretty close。 I can see Edith's window from yours here。 She gives me a
tip when she's going shopping； and I meet her。 It's 4：30 to…day。 Maybe I
ought to have explained sooner； but I know it's all right with you so
long。〃
〃How do you get your 'tip；' as you call it？〃 asked Ravenel； losing a
little spontaneity from his smile。
〃Roses；〃 said Sammy； briefly。 Four of 'em to… day。 Means four o'clock
at the corner of Broadway and Twenty…third。〃
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〃But the geranium？〃 persisted Ravenel； clutch… ing at the end of flying
Romance's trailing robe。
〃Means half…past 5；〃 shouted Sammy from the hall。 〃See you to…
morrow。〃
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THE CITY OF DREADFUL
NIGHT
〃During the recent warmed…over spell；〃 said my friend Carney； driver
of express wagon No。 8；606； 〃a good many opportunities was had of
observing human nature through peekaboo waists。
〃The Park Commissioner and the Commissioner of Polis and the
Forestry Commission gets together and agrees to let the people sleep in the
parks until the Weather Bureau gets the thermometer down again to a
living basis。 So they draws up open…air resolu… tions and has them 0。 K。'd
by the Secretary of Agri… culture； Mr。 Comstock and the Village
Improvement Mosquito Exterminating Society of South Orange； N。 J。
〃When the proclamation was made opening up to the people by special
grant the public parks that be… long to 'em； there was a general exodus into
Central Park by the communities existing along its borders。 In ten minutes
after sundown you'd have thought that there was an undress rehearsal of a
potato famine in Ireland and a Kishineff massacre。 They come by families；
gangs； clambake societies； clans； clubs and tribes from all sides to enjoy a
cool sleep on t
