第6章
加入书架 A- A+
点击下载App,搜索"The Yellow God",免费读到尾

  “Idon’tknowthatIagreewithyou,“answeredSirRobert。“Iamnotsurethatinthelongrunweshouldnotdobetterforalittlemoreofthearticle。Formypart,althoughitwillnothurtuspublicly,forthethingwillneverbenoticed,IamsorrythatwehavelostVernon,verysorryindeed。Idon’tthinkhimafool,andawkwardastheymaybe,Irespecthisqualities。“

  “SodoI,sodoI,“answeredMr。Haswell,“andofcoursewehaveactedagainsthisadvicethroughout,whichmusthavebeenannoyingtohim。

  Theschemeashesuggesteditwasafairbusinesspropositionthatmighthavepaidtenpercent。onasmallcapital,butwhatisthegoodoftenpercent。toyouandme?Wewantmillionsandwearegoingtogetthem。Well,heiscomingtoTheCourtto-morrow,andperhapsafterallweshallbeabletoarrangematters。I’llgiveBarbaraahint;shehasgreatinfluencewithhim,andyoumightdothesame,Aylward。“

  “MissChampershasgreatinfluencewitheveryonewhoisfortunateenoughtoknowher,“answeredSirRobertcourteously。“Butevenifshechoosestouseit,Idoubtifitwillavailinthiscase。Vernonhasbeenmakinguphismindforalongwhile。Ihavewatchedhimandamsureofthat。To-nighthedeterminedtotaketheplungeandIdonotthinkthatweshallseeanymoreofhiminthisoffice。Haswell,“headdedwithsuddenenergy,“Itellyouthatoflateourluckhasbeentoogoodtolast。Theboom,therealboom,cameinwithVernon,andwithVernonIthinkthatitwillgo。“

  “Atanyrateitmustleavesomethingprettysubstantialbehinditthistime,Aylward,myfriend。Whateverhappens,withinaweekweshallberich,reallyrichforlife。“

  “Forlife,Haswell,yes,forlife。Butwhatislife?Abubblethatanypinmayprick。Oh!Iknowthatyoudonotlikethesubject,butitisaswelltolookitinthefacesometimes。I’mnochurch-goer,butifI

  rememberrightweweretaughttopraythegoodLordtodeliverusespecially’inalltimesofourwealth,’whichisfollowedbysomethingabouttribulationandsuddendeath,forwhentheywrotethatprayerthewheelofhumanfortunewentroundjustasitdoesto-day。

  There,let’sgetoutofthisbeforeIgrowsuperstitious,asmenwhobelieveinnothingsometimesdo,becauseafteralltheymustbelieveinsomething,Isuppose。Gotyourhatandcoat?SohaveI,comeon,“

  andheswitchedoffthelight,sothattheroomwasleftindarknessexceptforthefaintglimmeringofthefire。

  Hispartnergrumbledaudibly,forinturninghehadknockedhishandagainstthedesk。

  “Leavememyonlyeconomy,Haswell,“heansweredwithahardlittlelaugh。“ElectricityisstrengthandIhatetoseestrengthburningtowaste。Whydoyoumind?“hewentonashesteppedtowardsthedoor。

  “Isitthecontrast?Inalltimesofourwealth,inalltimesofourtribulation,fromsicknessandfromsuddendeath——“

  “GoodLorddeliverus,“chimedinMr。Haswellinashakingvoicebehindhim。“Whatthedevil’sthat?“

  SirRobertlookedroundandsaw,orthoughtthathesaw,somethingverystrange。Fromthepillaronwhichitstoodthegoldenfetishwithawoman’sface,appearedtohavefloated。Thefirelightshoweditglidingtowardsthemacross,butafewinchesabovethefloorofthegreatroom。Itcameveryslowly,butitcame。Nowitreachedthemandpaused,andnowitroseintotheairuntilitattainedtheheightofMr。Champers-Haswellandstayedthere,staringintohisfaceandnotahand’sbreadthaway,justasthoughitwerearealwomanglaringathim。

  Heutteredasound,halfwhistleandhalfgroan,andfellback,asitchancedontoamorocco-coveredseatbehindhim。Foramomentortwothegleaming,goldenmaskfloatedintheair。Thenitturnedverydeliberately,rosealittleway,andmovingsidelongtowhereSirRobertstood,hunginfrontof/his/face。

  PresentlyAylwardstaggeredtothemantelpieceandbegantofumblefortheswitch;inthesilencehisnailsscratchingatthepanellingmadeasoundliketothatofagnawingmouse。Hefounditatlast,andnextinstanttheofficebrokeintoablazeoflight,showingMr。Haswell,hisrubicundfacequitepale,hishatandumbrellaonthefloor,gaspinglikeadyingmanuponthecouch,andSirRoberthimselfclingingtothemantel-shelfasapersonmightdowhohadreceivedamortalwound,whilethegoldenfetishreposedcalmlyonitspillar,toallappearanceasimmovableandundisturbedastheantiqueVenuswhichmatcheditattheotherendoftheroom。Forawhiletherewassilence。ThenSirRobert,recoveringhimself,asked:

  “Didyounoticeanythingunusualjustnow,Haswell?“

  “Yes,“whisperedhispartner。“IthoughtthathideousAfricanthingwhichVernonbroughthere,cameslidingacrossthefloorandstaredintomyfacewithitsglitteringeyes,andintheeyes——“

  “Well,whatwasintheeyes?“

  “Ican’tremember。ItwasakindofpictureandthemeaningofitwasSuddenDeath——ohLord!SuddenDeath。Tellmeitwasafancybredofthatill-omenedtalkofyours?“

  “Ican’ttellyouanythingofthesort,“answeredAylwardinahollowvoice,“forIsawsomethingalso。“

  “What?“askedhispartner。

  “Deaththatwasn’tsudden,andotherthings。“

  AgainthesilencefelltillitwasbrokenbyAylward。

  “Come,“hesaid,“wehavebeenover-working——toomuchstrain,andnowthereaction。Keepthisrubbishtoyourself,ortheywilllockyouupinanasylum。“

  “Certainly,Aylward,certainly。Butcan’tyougetridofthatbeastlyimage?“

  “Notonanyaccount,Haswell,evenifithauntsusallday。HereitshallstopuntiltheSaharasarefloatedonMonday,ifIhavetolockitinthestrongroomandthrowthekeysintotheThames。AfterwardsVernoncantakeit,ashehasarighttodo,andIamsurethatwithitwillgoourluck。“

  “Thenthesoonerourluckgoes,thebetter,“repliedHaswell,withamereghostofhisformerwhistle。“Lifeisbetterthanluck,and——

  Aylward,thatYellowGodyouaresofondofmeanstomurderus。Wearebeingfattedforthesacrifice,thatisall。Iremembernow,thatwasoneofthethingsIsawwritteninitseyes!“

  TheCourt,Mr。Champers-Haswell’splace,wasaveryfinehouseindeed,ofasort。Thatis,itcontainedtwenty-ninebedrooms,eachofthemwithabathroomattached,alargenumberofsitting-rooms,amplegarages,stables,andoffices,thewholesurroundedbyseveralacresofnewly-plantedgardens。Incidentallyitmaybementionedthatitwasbuiltinthemostatrocioustasteandlookedlikeasuburbanvillaseenthroughamagnifyingglass。

  ItwasinthismatteroftastethatitdifferedfromSirRobertAylward’shome,OldHall,afewmilesaway。Notthatthiswasoldeither,fortheoriginalhousehadfallendownorbeenburntahundredyearsbefore。ButSirRobert,beinggiftedwithartisticperception,hadrearedupinplaceofitasmallerbutreallybeautifuldwellingofsoftgreystone,longandlow,andbuiltintheTudorstylewithmanygables。

  Thishouse,charmingasitwas,couldnotofcoursecomparewithYarleys,theancientseatoftheVernonsinthesameneighbourhood。

  YarleyswaspureElizabethan,althoughitcontainedanoak-roofedhallwhichwassaidtodatebacktothetimeofKingJohn,aremnantofaformerhouse。TherewasnoelectriclightorothermodernconvenienceatYarleys,yetitwasaplacethateveryonewenttoseebecauseofitsexceedingbeautyanditshistoricalassociations。Themoatbywhichitwassurrounded,thegrasscourtwithin,foritwasbuiltonthreesidesofasquare,themullionedwindows,thetoweredgatewayofredbrick,thelow-panelledroomshungwiththeportraitsofdepartedVernons,theslopingparkandthesplendidoaksthatstoodabout,singlyoringroups,wereallofthemperfectintheirway。ItwasoneofthemostlovelyofEnglishhomes,andoddlyenoughitsneglectedgardensandtheairofdecaythatpervadedit,addedtoratherthandecreaseditscharm。

  ButitiswithTheCourtthatwehavetodoatpresent,notwithYarleys。Mr。Champers-Haswellhadaweek-endparty。Thereweretenguests,allmen,andwiththeexceptionofAlan,whoitwillberememberedwasoneofthem,allrichandinbusiness。TheyincludedtwoFrenchbankersandthreeJews,everyoneapropoftheoriginalSaharaSyndicateanddeeplyinterestedintheforthcomingflotation。

  Todescribethemisunnecessary,fortheyhavenopartinourstory,beingonlyfinanciersofacertainclass,remarkablefortherichestheyhadacquiredbymeansthatforthemostpartwouldnotbearexamination。Thericheswereevidentenough。Eversincethemorningtheownersofthiswealthhadarrivedbyonesortwosintheircostlymotorcars,attendedbysmartchauffeursandvalets。Theirfurcoats,theirjewelledstudsandrings,somethingintheirveryfacessuggestedmoney,whichindeedwasthebondthatbroughtandheldthemtogether。

  Alandidnotcomeuntilitwastimetodressfordinner,forheknewthatBarbarawouldnotappearbeforethatmeal,anditwashersocietyhesought,notthatofhishostorfellowguests。Accompaniedbyhisnegroservant,Jeekie,forinahouselikethisitwasnecessarytohavesomeonetowaituponhim,hedroveoverfromYarleys,adistanceoftenmiles,arrivingabouteighto’clock。

  “Mr。Haswellasgoneuptodress,Major,andsohavetheothergentlemen,“saidtheheadbutler,Mr。Smith,“butMissChamperstoldmetogiveyouthisnoteandtosaythatdinnerisathalf-pasteight。“

  Alantookthenoteandaskedtobeshowntohisroom。Oncethere,althoughhehadonlyfiveandtwentyminutes,heopenediteagerly,whileJeekieunpackedhisbag。

  “DearAlan,“itran:“Don’tbelatefordinner,orImaynotbeabletokeepaplacenexttome。OfcourseSirRoberttakesmein。

点击下载App,搜索"The Yellow God",免费读到尾