rs.undertheandes-第6部分
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〃How did you e here? How did you find us?〃
〃You forgot to provide Le Mire with a veil;〃 said I by way of answer。
Harry looked at me; then at his panion。 〃Of course;〃 he agreed…〃of course。 By Jove! that was stupid of us。〃
Whereupon Le Mire laughed with such frank enjoyment of the boy's simplicity that I couldn't help but join her。
〃And now;〃 said Harry; 〃I suppose you want to know…〃
〃I want to know nothing…at present;〃 I interrupted。 〃It's nearly six o'clock; and since ten last night I've been on top of the most perfectly imbecile donkey ever devised by nature。 I want breakfast。〃
Velvet lids were upraised from Le Mire's eyes。 〃Here?〃 she queried。
I pointed to the place…extreme charity might give it the title of inn…where smoke was rising from a tin chimney。
Soon we were seated inside with a pot of steaming black coffee before us。 Harry was bubbling over with gaiety and good will; evidently occasioned by my unexpected friendliness; while Le Mire sat for the most part silent。 It was easy to see that she was more than a little disturbed by my arrival; which surprised me。
I gazed at her with real wonder and increasing admiration。 It was six in the morning; she had had no sleep; and had just finished a most fatiguing journey of some eight hours; but I had never seen her so beautiful。
Our host approached; and I turned to him:
〃What have you?〃
There was pity in his glance。
〃Aigs;〃 said he; with an air of finality。
〃Ah!〃 said Le Mire。 〃I want them…let's see…au beurre noire; if you please。〃
The man looked at her and uttered the single word: 〃Fried。〃
〃Fried?〃 said she doubtfully。
〃Only fried;〃 was the inexorable answer。 〃How many?〃
Le Mire turned to me; and I explained。 Then she turned again to the surly host with a smile that must have caused him to regret his gruffness。
〃Well; then; fr…r…ied!〃 said she; rolling the 〃r〃 deliciously。
〃And you may bring me five; if you please。〃
It appeared that I was not the only hungry one。 We ate leisurely and smoked more leisurely still; and started on our return journey a little before eight o'clock。
It was late in the afternoon when we arrived at the Antlers。
The trip was acplished without accident; but Le Mire was thoroughly exhausted and Harry was anything but fresh。 That is the worst of mountain climbing: the exaltation at the summit hardly pays you for the reaction at the foot。 We entered the broad portico with frank sighs of relief。
I said something about joining them at dinner and left for my own rooms。
At dinner that evening Harry was in high spirits and took great delight in everything that was said; both witty and dull; while Le Mire positively sparkled。
She made her impression; not a man in the well…filled room but sent his tribute of admiring glances as she sat seemingly unconscious of all but Harry and myself。 That is always agreeable; a man owes something to the woman who carries a room for him。
I had intended to have a talk with Harry after dinner; but I postponed it; the morning would assuredly be better。 There was dancing in the salon; but we were all too tired to take advantage of it; and after listening to one or two numbers; during which Le Mire was kept busy turning aside the importunities of would…be partners; we said good night and sought our beds。
It was late the next morning when the precious pair joined me in the garden; and when we went in for breakfast we found the dining…room quite empty。 We did not enjoy it as on the morning previous; the cuisine was of the kind usually…and in this case justly…described as 〃superior;〃 but we did not have the same edge on our appetite。
We were not very talkative; I myself was almost taciturn; having before me the necessity of ing to an understanding with Harry; a task which I was far from relishing。 But there were certain things I must know。
〃What do you say to a ride down the valley?〃 said Harry。
〃They have excellent horses here; I tried one of 'em the other day。〃
〃I trust that they bear no resemblance to my donkey;〃 said I with feeling。
〃Ugh!〃 said Le Mire with a shudder。 〃Never shall I forget that ride。 Besides;〃 she added; turning to Harry; 〃this morning I would be in the way。 Don't you know that your brother has a thousand things to say to you? He wants to scold you; you must remember that you are a very bad boy。〃
And she sent me a glance half defiant; half indifferent; which plainly said: 〃If I fight you; I shall win; but I really care very little about it one way or the other。〃
After breakfast she went to her room…to have her hair dressed; she said…and I led Harry to a secluded corner of the magnificent grounds surrounding the hotel。 During the walk we were both silent: Harry; I suppose; was wondering what I was going to say; while I was trying to make up my own mind。
〃I suppose;〃 he began abruptly; 〃you are going to tell me I have acted like a fool。 Go ahead; the sooner it's over the better。〃
〃Nothing of the sort;〃 said I; glad that he had opened it。
He stopped short; demanding to know what I meant。
〃Of course;〃 I continued; 〃Le Mire is a most amazing prize。
Not exactly my style perhaps; but there are few men in the world who wouldn't envy you。 I congratulate you。
〃But there were two things I feared for several reasons…Le Mire's fascination; your own youth and impulsive recklessness; and the rather curious mode of your departure。 I feared first and most that you would marry her; second; that you would achieve odium and publicity for our name。〃
Harry was regarding me with a smile which had in it very little of amusement; it held a tinge of bitterness。
〃And so;〃 he burst out suddenly; 〃you were afraid I would marry her! Well; I would。 The last time I asked her〃…again the smile…〃was this morning。〃
〃And…〃
〃She won't have me。〃
〃Bah!〃 I concealed my surprise; for I had really not thought it possible that the lad could be such a fool。 〃What's her game; Harry?〃
〃Game the deuce! I tell you she won't have me。〃
〃You have asked her?〃
〃A thousand times。 I've begged her on my knees。 Offered her…anything。〃
〃And she refuses?〃
〃Positively。〃
〃Refuses?〃
〃With thanks。〃
I stared at him for a moment in silence。 Then I said: 〃Go and get her and bring her here。 I'll find out what she wants;〃 and sat down on a bench to wait。 Harry departed for the hotel without a word。
In a few minutes he returned with Le Mire。 I rose and proffered her a seat on the bench; which she accepted with a smile; and Harry sat down at her side。 I stood in front of them。
〃Le Mire;〃 said I; and I believe I frowned; 〃my brother tells me that you have been offered the name of Lamar in marriage。〃
〃I have thanked him for it;〃 said she with a smile。
〃And declined it。〃
〃And…declined it;〃 she agreed。
〃Well;〃 said I; 〃I am not a man of half measures; as you will soon see; Le Mire。 Besides; I appreciate your power。 On the day;〃 I continued with slow precision…〃on the day that you give me a contract to adhere to that refusal you may have my check for one million dollars。〃
She surprised me; I admit it。 I had expected a burst of anger; with a touch of assumed hauteur; the surrender to follow; for I had made the stake high。 But as I stood looking down at her; waiting for the flash of her eye; I was greeted by a burst of laughter…the frank laughter of genuine mirth。 Then she spoke:
〃Oh; you Americans! You are so funny! A million dollars!
It is impossible that I should be angry after such a pliment。
Besides; you are so funny! Do you not know Le Mire? Am I not a princess if I desire it…tomorrow…today? Bah! There is the world…is it not mine? Mrs。 Lamar? Ugh! Pardon me; my friend; but it is an ugly name。
〃You know my ancestors? De L'Enclos; Montalais; Maintenon; La Marana! They were happy…in their way…and they were great。 I must do nothing unworthy of them。 Set your mind at rest; Mr。
Lamar; but; really; you should have known better…you who have seen the world and Le Mire in Paris! And now our amusement is perhaps ended? Now we must return to that awful New York? Voila!〃
Indeed I had not understood her。 And how could I? There is only one such woman in a generation; sometimes none; for nature is sparing of her