第42章
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  “Whatisityouwant?“saidEvelyn。“Youmakemefeelasifyouwerealwaysthinkingofsomethingyoudon’tsay……Dosayit!“

  ButRachelmadenoresponsetothisinvitationeither。Shestoppedwithherfingersonthehandleofthedoor,asifsherememberedthatsomesortofpronouncementwasduefromher。

  “Isupposeyou’llmarryoneofthem,“shesaid,andthenturnedthehandleandshutthedoorbehindher。Shewalkedslowlydownthepassage,runningherhandalongthewallbesideher。

  Shedidnotthinkwhichwayshewasgoing,andthereforewalkeddownapassagewhichonlyledtoawindowandabalcony。Shelookeddownatthekitchenpremises,thewrongsideofthehotellife,whichwascutofffromtherightsidebyamazeofsmallbushes。

  Thegroundwasbare,oldtinswerescatteredabout,andthebushesworetowelsandapronsupontheirheadstodry。Everynowandthenawaitercameoutinawhiteapronandthrewrubbishontoaheap。

  Twolargewomenincottondressesweresittingonabenchwithblood-smearedtintraysinfrontofthemandyellowbodiesacrosstheirknees。Theywerepluckingthebirds,andtalkingastheyplucked。

  Suddenlyachickencamefloundering,halfflying,halfrunningintothespace,pursuedbyathirdwomanwhoseagecouldhardlybeundereighty。Althoughwizenedandunsteadyonherlegsshekeptupthechase,eggedonbythelaughteroftheothers;herfacewasexpressiveoffuriousrage,andassheranshesworeinSpanish。

  Frightenedbyhand-clappinghere,anapkinthere,thebirdranthiswayandthatinsharpangles,andfinallyflutteredstraightattheoldwoman,whoopenedherscantygreyskirtstoencloseit,droppeduponitinabundle,andthenholdingitoutcutitsheadoffwithanexpressionofvindictiveenergyandtriumphcombined。

  ThebloodandtheuglywrigglingfascinatedRachel,sothatalthoughsheknewthatsomeonehadcomeupbehindandwasstandingbesideher,shedidnotturnrounduntiltheoldwomanhadsettleddownonthebenchbesidetheothers。Thenshelookedupsharply,becauseoftheuglinessofwhatshehadseen。ItwasMissAllanwhostoodbesideher。

  “Notaprettysight,“saidMissAllan,“althoughIdaresayit’sreallymorehumanethanourmethod……Idon’tbelieveyou’veeverbeeninmyroom,“sheadded,andturnedawayasifshemeantRacheltofollowher。Rachelfollowed,foritseemedpossiblethateachnewpersonmightremovethemysterywhichburdenedher。

  Thebedroomsatthehotelwereallonthesamepattern,savethatsomewerelargerandsomesmaller;theyhadafloorofdarkredtiles;

  theyhadahighbed,drapedinmosquitocurtains;theyhadeachawriting-tableandadressing-table,andacoupleofarm-chairs。

  Butdirectlyaboxwasunpackedtheroomsbecameverydifferent,sothatMissAllan’sroomwasveryunlikeEvelyn’sroom。

  Therewerenovariouslycolouredhatpinsonherdressing-table;

  noscent-bottles;nonarrowcurvedpairsofscissors;nogreatvarietyofshoesandboots;nosilkpetticoatslyingonthechairs。Theroomwasextremelyneat。Thereseemedtobetwopairsofeverything。

  Thewriting-table,however,waspiledwithmanuscript,andatablewasdrawnouttostandbythearm-chaironwhichweretwoseparateheapsofdarklibrarybooks,inwhichthereweremanyslipsofpaperstickingoutatdifferentdegreesofthickness。MissAllanhadaskedRacheltocomeinoutofkindness,thinkingthatshewaswaitingaboutwithnothingtodo。Moreover,shelikedyoungwomen,forshehadtaughtmanyofthem,andhavingreceivedsomuchhospitalityfromtheAmbrosesshewasgladtobeabletorepayaminutepartofit。

  Shelookedaboutaccordinglyforsomethingtoshowher。Theroomdidnotprovidemuchentertainment。Shetouchedhermanuscript。

  “AgeofChaucer;AgeofElizabeth;AgeofDryden,“shereflected;

  “I’mgladtherearen’tmanymoreages。I’mstillinthemiddleoftheeighteenthcentury。Won’tyousitdown,MissVinrace?Thechair,thoughsmall,isfirm……Euphues。ThegermoftheEnglishnovel,“

  shecontinued,glancingatanotherpage。“Isthatthekindofthingthatinterestsyou?“

  ShelookedatRachelwithgreatkindnessandsimplicity,asthoughshewoulddoherutmosttoprovideanythingshewishedtohave。

  Thisexpressionhadaremarkablecharminafaceotherwisemuchlinedwithcareandthought。

  “Ohno,it’smusicwithyou,isn’tit?“shecontinued,recollecting,“andIgenerallyfindthattheydon’tgotogether。

  Sometimesofcoursewehaveprodigies——“ShewaslookingaboutherforsomethingandnowsawajaronthemantelpiecewhichshereacheddownandgavetoRachel。“Ifyouputyourfingerintothisjaryoumaybeabletoextractapieceofpreservedginger。Areyouaprodigy?“

  Butthegingerwasdeepandcouldnotbereached。

  “Don’tbother,“shesaid,asMissAllanlookedaboutforsomeotherimplement。“IdaresayIshouldn’tlikepreservedginger。“

  “You’venevertried?“enquiredMissAllan。“ThenIconsiderthatitisyourdutytotrynow。Why,youmayaddanewpleasuretolife,andasyouarestillyoung——“Shewonderedwhetherabutton-hookwoulddo。“Imakeitaruletotryeverything,“shesaid。“Don’tyouthinkitwouldbeveryannoyingifyoutastedgingerforthefirsttimeonyourdeath-bed,andfoundyouneverlikedanythingsomuch?

  IshouldbesoexceedinglyannoyedthatIthinkIshouldgetwellonthataccountalone。“

  Shewasnowsuccessful,andalumpofgingeremergedontheendofthebutton-hook。Whileshewenttowipethebutton-hook,Rachelbitthegingerandatoncecried,“Imustspititout!“

  “Areyousureyouhavereallytastedit?“MissAllandemanded。

  ForanswerRachelthrewitoutofthewindow。

  “Anexperienceanyhow,“saidMissAllancalmly。“Letmesee——Ihavenothingelsetoofferyou,unlessyouwouldliketotastethis。“

  Asmallcupboardhungaboveherbed,andshetookoutofitaslimelegantjarfilledwithabrightgreenfluid。

  “CremedeMenthe,“shesaid。“Liqueur,youknow。ItlooksasifIdrank,doesn’tit?AsamatteroffactitgoestoprovewhatanexceptionallyabstemiouspersonIam。I’vehadthatjarforsix-and-twentyyears,“sheadded,lookingatitwithpride,asshetippeditover,andfromtheheightoftheliquiditcouldbeseenthatthebottlewasstilluntouched。

  “Twenty-sixyears?“Rachelexclaimed。

  MissAllanwasgratified,forshehadmeantRacheltobesurprised。

  “WhenIwenttoDresdensix-and-twentyyearsago,“shesaid,“acertainfriendofmineannouncedherintentionofmakingmeapresent。Shethoughtthatintheeventofshipwreckoraccidentastimulantmightbeuseful。However,asIhadnooccasionforit,Igaveitbackonmyreturn。Ontheeveofanyforeignjourneythesamebottlealwaysmakesitsappearance,withthesamenote;

  onmyreturninsafetyitisalwayshandedback。Iconsideritakindofcharmagainstaccidents。ThoughIwasoncedetainedtwenty-fourhoursbyanaccidenttothetraininfrontofme,Ihavenevermetwithanyaccidentmyself。Yes,“shecontinued,nowaddressingthebottle,“wehaveseenmanyclimesandcupboardstogether,havewenot?Iintendoneofthesedaystohaveasilverlabelmadewithaninscription。Itisagentleman,asyoumayobserve,andhisnameisOliver……IdonotthinkIcouldforgiveyou,MissVinrace,ifyoubrokemyOliver,“shesaid,firmlytakingthebottleoutofRachel’shandsandreplacingitinthecupboard。

  Rachelwasswingingthebottlebytheneck。ShewasinterestedbyMissAllantothepointofforgettingthebottle。

  “Well,“sheexclaimed,“Idothinkthatodd;tohavehadafriendfortwenty-sixyears,andabottle,and——tohavemadeallthosejourneys。“

  “Notatall;Icallitthereverseofodd,“MissAllanreplied。

  “IalwaysconsidermyselfthemostordinarypersonIknow。

  It’sratherdistinguishedtobeasordinaryasIam。Iforget——

  areyouaprodigy,ordidyousayyouwerenotaprodigy?“

  ShesmiledatRachelverykindly。Sheseemedtohaveknownandexperiencedsomuch,asshemovedcumbrouslyabouttheroom,thatsurelytheremustbebalmforallanguishinherwords,couldoneinducehertohaverecoursetothem。ButMissAllan,whowasnowlockingthecupboarddoor,showednosignsofbreakingthereticencewhichhadsnowedherunderforyears。

  AnuncomfortablesensationkeptRachelsilent;ontheonehand,shewishedtowhirlhighandstrikeasparkoutofthecoolpinkflesh;

  ontheothersheperceivedtherewasnothingtobedonebuttodriftpasteachotherinsilence。

  “I’mnotaprodigy。IfinditverydifficulttosaywhatImean——“

  sheobservedatlength。

  “It’samatteroftemperament,Ibelieve,“MissAllanhelpedher。

  “Therearesomepeoplewhohavenodifficulty;formyselfIfindthereareagreatmanythingsIsimplycannotsay。ButthenI

  considermyselfveryslow。Oneofmycolleaguesnow,knowswhethershelikesyouornot——letmesee,howdoesshedoit?——bythewayyousaygood-morningatbreakfast。ItissometimesamatterofyearsbeforeIcanmakeupmymind。Butmostyoungpeopleseemtofinditeasy?“

  “Ohno,“saidRachel。“It’shard!“

  MissAllanlookedatRachelquietly,sayingnothing;shesuspectedthatthereweredifficultiesofsomekind。Thensheputherhandtothebackofherhead,anddiscoveredthatoneofthegreycoilsofhairhadcomeloose。

  “Imustaskyoutobesokindastoexcuseme,“shesaid,rising,“ifIdomyhair。Ihaveneveryetfoundasatisfactorytypeofhairpin。Imustchangemydress,too,forthematterofthat;

  andIshouldbeparticularlygladofyourassistance,becausethereisatiresomesetofhookswhichI_can_fastenformyself,butittakesfromtentofifteenminutes;whereaswithyourhelp——“

  Sheslippedoffhercoatandskirtandblouse,andstooddoingherhairbeforetheglass,amassivehomelyfigure,herpetticoatbeingsoshortthatshestoodonapairofthickslate-greylegs。

  “Peoplesayyouthispleasant;Imyselffindmiddleagefarpleasanter,“

  sheremarked,removinghairpinsandcombs,andtakingupherbrush。

  Whenitfelllooseherhaironlycamedowntoherneck。

  “Whenonewasyoung,“shecontinued,“thingscouldseemsoveryseriousifonewasmadethatway……Andnowmydress。“

  Inawonderfullyshortspaceoftimeherhairhadbeenreformedinitsusualloops。Theupperhalfofherbodynowbecamedarkgreenwithblackstripesonit;theskirt,however,neededhookingatvariousangles,andRachelhadtokneelonthefloor,fittingtheeyestothehooks。

  “OurMissJohnsonusedtofindlifeveryunsatisfactory,Iremember,“

  MissAllancontinued。Sheturnedherbacktothelight。“Andthenshetooktobreedingguinea-pigsfortheirspots,andbecameabsorbedinthat。Ihavejustheardthattheyellowguinea-pighashadablackbaby。Wehadabetofsixpenceonaboutit。

  Shewillbeverytriumphant。“

  Theskirtwasfastened。Shelookedatherselfintheglasswiththecuriousstiffeningofherfacegenerallycausedbylookingintheglass。

  “AmIinafitstatetoencountermyfellow-beings?“sheasked。

  “Iforgetwhichwayitis——buttheyfindblackanimalsveryrarelyhavecolouredbabies——itmaybetheotherwayround。Ihavehaditsooftenexplainedtomethatitisverystupidofmetohaveforgottenagain。“

  Shemovedabouttheroomacquiringsmallobjectswithquietforce,andfixingthemabouther——alocket,awatchandchain,aheavygoldbracelet,andtheparti-colouredbuttonofasuffragesociety。

  Finally,completelyequippedforSundaytea,shestoodbeforeRachel,andsmiledatherkindly。Shewasnotanimpulsivewoman,andherlifehadschooledhertorestrainhertongue。Atthesametime,shewaspossessedofanamountofgood-willtowardsothers,andinparticulartowardstheyoung,whichoftenmadeherregretthatspeechwassodifficult。

  “Shallwedescend?“shesaid。

  SheputonehanduponRachel’sshoulder,andstooping,pickedupapairofwalking-shoeswiththeother,andplacedthemneatlysidebysideoutsideherdoor。Astheywalkeddownthepassagetheypassedmanypairsofbootsandshoes,someblackandsomebrown,allsidebyside,andalldifferent,eventothewayinwhichtheylaytogether。

  “Ialwaysthinkthatpeoplearesoliketheirboots,“saidMissAllan。

  “ThatisMrs。Paley’s——“butasshespokethedooropened,andMrs。Paleyrolledoutinherchair,equippedalsofortea。

  ShegreetedMissAllanandRachel。

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