第47章

类别:其他 作者:William Dean Howells字数:4647更新时间:18/12/22 09:09:46
Atparting,thecustodiantoldtheMarchesthathewouldeasilyhaveknownthemforAmericansbythehandsomefeetheygavehim;theycameawayflownwithhispraise;andtheirnationalvanitywasagainflatteredwhentheygotoutintotheprincipalsquareofAnsbach。There,inabookseller’swindow,theyfoundamongthepamphletsteachingdifferentlanguageswithoutamaster,onedevotedtotheAmerikanischeSpracheasdistinguishedfromtheEnglischeSprache。Thattherecouldbenomistake,thecoverwasprintedwithcolorsinaGermanidealofthestar- spangledbanner;andMarchsaidhealwaysknewthatwehadalanguageofourown,andthatnowhewasgoingintobuythatpamphletandfindoutwhatitwaslike。Heaskedtheyoungshop-womanhowitdifferedfromEnglish,whichshespokefairlywellfromhavinglivedeightyearsinChicago。ShesaidthatitdifferedfromtheEnglishmainlyinemphasisandpronunciation。“Forinstance,theEnglishsay’HALFpast’,andtheAmericans’HalfPAST’;theEnglishsay’laht’andtheAmericanssay’late’。” Theweatherhadnowbeenclearquitelongenough,anditwasrainingagain,afine,bitter,piercingdrizzle。TheyaskedthegirlifitalwaysrainedinAnsbach;andsheownedthatitnearlyalwaysdid。ShesaidthatsometimesshelongedforalittleAmericansummer;thatitwasneverquitewarminAnsbach;andwhentheyhadgotoutintotherain,Marchsaid:“ItwasverynicetostumbleonChicagoinanAnsbachbook- store。YououghttohavetoldheryouhadamarrieddaughterinChicago。 Don’tmissanothersuchchance。” “Weshallneedanotherbagifwekeeponbuyingbooksatthisrate。”saidhiswifewithtranquilirrelevance;andnottogivehimtimeforprotest; shepushedhimintoashopwherethevalisesinthewindowperhapssuggestedherthought。MarchmadehastetoforestallhertherebysayingtheywereAmericans,butthemistressoftheshopseemedtohavehermisgivings,and“BornAmericans,perhaps?”sheventured。Shehadprobablynevermetanybutthenaturalizedsort,andsupposedtheseweretheonlysort。Marchre-assuredher,andthenshesaidshehadasonlivinginJerseyCity,andshemadeMarchtakehisaddressthathemighttellhimhehadseenhismother;shehadapparentlynoconceptionwhatagreatwayJerseyCityisfromNewYork。 Mrs。Marchwouldnottakehisarmwhentheycameout。“Now,thatiswhatInevercangetusedtoinyou,Basil,andI’vetriedtopalliateitfortwenty-sevenyears。Youknowyouwon’tlookupthatpoorwoman’sson! Whydidyouletherthinkyouwould?” “HowcouldItellherIwouldn’t?PerhapsIshall。” “No,no!Youneverwill。Iknowyou’regoodandkind,andthat’swhyI can’tunderstandyourbeingsocruel。Whenwegetback,howwillyoueverfindtimetogoovertoJerseyCity?” Hecouldnottell,butatlasthesaid:“I’lltellyonwhat!Youmustkeepmeuptoit。Youknowhowmuchyouenjoymakingmedomyduty,andthiswillbesuchapleasure!” Shelaughedforlornly,butafteramomentshetookhisarm;andhebegan,fromtheexampleofthisgoodmother,tophilosophizethecontinuoussimplicityandsanityofthepeopleofAnsbachunderalltheircivicchanges。Saintsandsoldiers,knightsandbarons,margraves,princes,kings,emperors,hadcomeandgone,andlefttheirsingle-hearted,friendlysubjectfolkprettymuchwhattheyfoundthem。Thepeoplehadsufferedandsurvivedthroughathousandwars,andapparentlyprosperedonunderallgovernmentsandmisgovernments。WhenthecourtwasmostFrench,mostartificial,mostvicious,thecitizenlifemusthaveremainedimmutablyGerman,dull,andkind。Afterall,hesaid,humanityseemedeverywheretobeprettysafe,andprettymuchthesame。 “Yes,thatisallverywell。”shereturned,“andyoucantheorizeinterestinglyenough;butI’mafraidthatpoormother,there,hadnomorerealityforyouthanthosepeopleinthepast。Youappreciateherasatype,andyoudon’tcareforherasahumanbeing。You’renothingbutadreamer,afterall。Idon’tblameyou。”shewenton。“It’syourtemperament,andyoucan’tchange,now。” “Imaychangefortheworse。”hethreatened。“IthinkIhave,already。 Idon’tbelieveIcouldstanduptoDryfoos,now,asIdidforpooroldLindau,whenIriskedyourbreadandbutterforhis。Ilookbackinwonderandadmirationatmyself。I’vesteadilylosttouchwithlifesincethen。I’matrifler,adilettante,andanamateuroftherightandthegoodasIusedtobewhenIwasyoung。Oh,Ihavethegracetobetroubledattimes,now,andonceIneverwas。Itneveroccurredtomethenthattheworldwasn’tmadetointerestme,oratthebesttoinstructme,butitdoes,now,attimes。” Shealwayscametohisdefencewhenheaccusedhimself;itwasthebestgroundhecouldtakewithher。“IthinkyoubehavedverywellwithBurnamy。Youdidyourdutythen。” “DidI?I’mnotsosure。Atanyrate,it’sthelasttimeIshalldoit。 I’veservedmyterm。IthinkIshouldtellhimthathewasallrightinthatbusinesswithStoller,ifIweretomeethim,now。” “Isn’titstrange。”shesaid,provisionally,“thatwedon’tcomeuponatraceofhimanywhereinAnsbach?” “Ah,you’vebeenhopinghewouldturnup!” “Yes。Idon’tdenyit。Ifeelveryunhappyabouthim。” “Idon’t。He’stoomuchlikeme。HewouldhavebeenquitecapableofpromisingthatpoorwomantolookuphersoninJerseyCity。WhenI thinkofthat,IhavenopatiencewithBurnamy。” “Iamgoingtoaskthelandlordabouthim,nowhe’sgotridofhishighhotes。”saidMrs。March。 Theywenthometotheirhotelfortheirmiddaydinner,andtothecomfortofhavingitnearlyalltothemselves。PrinceLeopoldhadrisenearly,likeallthehard-workingpotentatesofthecontinent,andgotawaytothemanoeuvressomewhereatsixo’clock;thedecorationshadbeenremoved,andthecourt-yardwherethehiredcoachandpairoftheprincehadrolledintheeveningbeforehadonlyafewmajesticduckswaddlingaboutinitandquackingtogether,indifferenttothepresenceofayellowmail-wagon,onwhichthedriverhadbeenapparentlydozingtillthehourofnoonshouldsound。Hesatthereimmovable,butatthelaststrokeoftheclockhewokeupanddrovevigorouslyawaytothestation。 Thedining-roomwhichtheyhadbeenkeptoutofbytheprincethenightbeforewasnotsuchastoembitterthesenseoftheirwrongbyitssplendor。Afterall,thetastesofroyaltymustbesimple,iftheprincemighthavegonetotheSchlossandhadchosenrathertostayatthismodesthotel;butperhapstheSchlosswasreservedformoreimmediateroyaltythanthebrothersofprince-regents;andinthatcasehecouldnothavedonebetterthandineattheGoldenStar。Ifhepaidnomorethantwomarks,hedinedascheaplyasaprincecouldwish,andasabundantly。ThewineatAnsbachwasratherthinandsour,butthebread,Marchdeclared,wasthebestbreadinthewholeworld,notexceptingthebreadofCarlsbad。 AfterdinnertheMarcheshadsomeofthelocalpastry,notsoincomparableasthebread,withtheircoffee,whichtheyhadservedtheminapavilionofthebeautifulgardenremainingtothehotelfromthetimewhenitwasapatricianmansion。Thegardenhadrosesinitandseveralsortsoflatesummerflowers,aswellasripecherries,currants,grapes,andaVirginia-creeperredwithautumn,allharmoniouslycontemporaneous,astheymighteasilybeinaclimatewherenooneoftheseasonscanverywellknowitselffromtheothers。Ithadnotbeenrainingforhalfanhour,andthesunwasscaldinghot,sothattheshelteroftheirroofwasverygrateful,andthepuddlesofthepathsweredryingupwiththehastewhichpuddleshavetomakeinGermany,betweenrains,iftheyareevergoingtodryupatall。 Thelandlordcameouttoseeiftheywerewellserved,andhewassincerelyobligingintheEnglishhehadlearnedasawaiterinLondon。 Mrs。MarchmadehastetoaskhimifayoungAmericanofthenameofBurnamyhadbeenstayingwithhimafewweeksbefore;andshedescribedBurnamy’sbeautyandamiabilitysovividlythatthelandlord,ifhehadbeenawoman,couldnothavefailedtorememberhim。Buthefailed,witharealgrief,apparently,andcertainlyarealpoliteness,torecalleitherhisnameorhisperson。Thelandlordwasanintelligent,good- lookingyoungfellow;hetoldthemthathewaslatelymarried,andtheylikedhimsomuchthattheyweresorrytoseehimafterwardsprivatelyboxingtheearsofthepiccolo,thewaiter’slittleunderstudy。Perhapsthepiccolodeservedit,buttheywouldrathernothavewitnessedhispunishment;hisbeinginadress-coatseemedtomakeitalsoanindignity。 Inthelateafternoontheywenttothecaf?intheoldOrangeryoftheSchlossforacupoftea,andfoundthemselvesinthecompanyofseveralAnsbachladieswhohadbroughttheirwork,intheevidenthabitofcomingthereeveryafternoonfortheircoffeeandforadishofgossip。Theywerekind,uncomely,motherly-lookingbodies;oneofthemcombedherhairatthetable;andtheyallsatoutsideofthecaf?withtheirfeetonthebordersofthepuddleswhichhadnotdriedupthereintheshadeofthebuilding。 Adeeplawn,darkenedatitsfartheredgebythelongshadowsoftrees,stretchedbeforethemwiththesunsetlightonit,anditwasallveryquietandfriendly。TheteabroughttotheMarcheswasbrewedfromsomeherbapparentlyofnativegrowth,withbitsofwhatlookedlikewillowleavesinit,butitwasflavoredwithacloveineachcup,andtheysatcontentedlyoveritandtriedtomakeoutwhattheAnsbachladieswere,talkingabout。ThesehadrecognizedthestrangersforAmericans,andoneofthemexplainedthatAmericansspokethesamelanguageastheEnglishandyetwerenotquitethesamepeople。 “Shediffersfromthegirlinthebook-store。”saidMarch,translatingtohiswife。“LetusgetawaybeforeshesaysthatwearenotsoniceastheEnglish。”andtheymadeofftowardtheavenueoftreesbeyondthelawn。 Therewereafewpeoplewalkingupanddowninthealley,makingthemostofthemomentofdryweather。Theysalutedoneanotherlikeacquaintances,andthreeclean-shaven,walnut-facedoldpeasantsbowedinresponsetoMarch’sstare,withaself-respectfulcivility。TheywereyeomenoftheregionofAnsbach,wherethecountryroundaboutisdottedwiththeircottages,andnotheldinvasthomelesstractsbythenoblesasinNorthGermany。 TheBavarianwhohadimpartedthisfacttoMarchatbreakfast,notwithoutacertaintacitprideinittothedisadvantageofthePrussians,wasatthesuppertable,andwasdisposedtomoretalk,whichhemanagedinastout,slowEnglishofhisown。HesaidhehadneverreallyspokenEnglishwithanEnglish-speakingpersonbefore,oratallsincehestudieditinschoolatMunich。