the fortunes of oliver horn-第33章
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l have a better opinion of me。〃 And his eye twinkled。 〃I am really better than I lookindeed I amand so； my dear boy； is this clam。 Come； come； it is getting cold。〃
〃What do you mean by 'a better opinion' of you； Mr。 Gilbert？〃 stammered Oliver。 He had been completely captivated by the charm of the actor's manner。 〃Why shouldn't I think well of you？I don't understand。〃
〃Whybecause I strangled the poor lady to… night。 You know； of coursethat it was I who played the villain。〃
〃You！〃 exclaimed Oliver。 〃No； I did not； sir。 Why； Mr。 Gilbert； I can't realizeoh； I hope you'll forgive me for what I've said。 I've only been in New York a short time； and〃
The old gentleman cut short Oliver's explanation with a wave of his fork； and looking down into the boy's face； said in a serious tone：
〃My son； you're quite right。 Quite rightand I like you all the better for it。 All such plays are dreadful I feel just as you do about them； but what can we actors do？ The public will have it that way。〃
Another little prejudice toppled from its pedestal； another household tradition of Oliver's smashed into a thousand pieces at his feet！ This rubbing and grinding process of man against man； this seeing with one's own eyes and not another's was fast rounding out and perfecting the impressionable clay of our young gentleman's mind。 It was a lesson； too； the scribe is delighted to say； which our hero never forgot； nor did he ever forget the man who taught it。 One of his greatest delights in after…years was to raise his hat to this incomparable embodiment of the dignity and courtliness of the old school。 The old gentleman had long since forgotten the young fellow； but that made no difference to Oliverhe would cross the street any time to lift his hat to dear John Gilbert。
The introduction of the other members of the club to the villain being overthey had stood the whole time； they were listening to the actor； each head uncoveredMcFudd again marshalled his troop and proceeded up Broadway； where； at Oliver's request； they were halted at the pedestal of the big Bronze Horse and within sight of their own quarters。
Here McFudd insisted that the club should sing 〃God Save the Queen〃 to the Father of his Country； where he sat astride of his horse； which was accordingly done； much to the delight of a couple of night… watchmen； who watched the entire performance and who； upon McFudd's subsequent inspection； proved to be fellow…countrymen of the distinguished Hibernian。
Had the buoyant and irrepressible Irishman been content with this patriotic outburst as the final winding… up of the night's outing； and had he then and there betaken himself and his fellows off to bed； the calamity which followed； and which so nearly wrecked the Skylarks； might have been avoided。
It is difficult at any time to account for the workings of Fate or to follow the course of its agents。 The track of an earth…worm destroys a dam； the parting of a wire wrecks a bridge； the breaking of a root starts an avalanche； the flaw in an axle dooms a train； the sting of a microbe depopulates a city。 But none of these unseen； mysterious agencies was at worknothing so trivial wrecked the Skylarks。
It was a German street…band！
A band whose several members had watched McFudd and his party from across the street； and who had begun limbering their instruments before the sextet had ceased singing； regarding the situation； no doubt； as pregnant with tips。
McFudd did not give the cornet time to draw his instrument from its woollen bag before he had him by the arm。
〃Don't put a mouthful of wind into that horn of yours until I spake to ye；〃 he cried in vociferous tones。
The leader stopped and looked at him in a dazed way。
〃I have an idea； gentlemen；〃 added McFudd； turning to his companion's； and tapping his forehead。 〃I am of the opinion that this music would be wasted on the night air； and so with your parmission I propose to transfer this orchestra to the top flure； where we can listen to their chunes at our leisure。 Right about； face！ Forward！ March！〃 and McFudd advanced upon the band； wheeled the drum around； and； locking arms with the cornet； started across the street for the stone steps。
〃Not a word out of any o' ye till I get 'em in；〃 McFudd continued in a low voice； fumbling in his pocket for his night…key。
The musicians obeyed mechanically and tiptoed one by one inside the dimly lighted hall； followed by Oliver and the others。
〃Now take off your shoes； you've four flights of stairs to crawl up； and if ye make a noise until I'm ready for ye； off goes a dollar of your pay。〃
The bass…drum carefully backed his instrument against the wall； sat down on the floor； and began pulling off his boots； the cornet and bassoon followed； the clarionet wore only his gum shoes； and so was permitted to keep them on。
〃Now； Walley； me boy； do you go ahead and turn up the gas and open the piano； and Cockburn； old man； will ye kindly get the blower and tongs out of Freddie's room and the scuttle out of Tomlins's closet and the Chinese gong that hangs over me bed？ And all you fellers go ahead treading on whispers； d'ye moind？〃 said McFudd under his breath。 〃I'll bring up this gang with me。 Not a breath out of any o' yez remimber； till I get there。 The drum's unhandy and we got to go slow wid it；〃 and he slipped the strap over his head and started upstairs； followed by the band。
The ascent was made without a sound until old Mr。 Lang's door was reached； when McFudd's foot slipped； and； but for the bassoonist's head； both the Irishman and the drum would have rolled down… stairs。 Lang heard the sound； and recognizing the character of the attendant imprecation； did not get up。 〃It's only McFndd；〃 he said quietly to his suddenly awakened wife。
Once safe upon the attic floor the band who were entering with great gusto into the spirit of the occasion； arranged themselves in a half…circle about the piano； replaced their shoes； stripped their instruments of their coveringsthe cornetist breathing noiselessly into the mouth…pieces to thaw out the frostand stood at attention for McFudd's orders。
By this time Simmons had taken his seat at the piano； Cockburn held the blower and tongs； Cranch； who on coming in had ignored the card tacked to his door； and who was found fast asleep in his chair； was given the coal…scuttle； and little Tomlins grasped his own wash…basin in one hand and Fred's poker in the other。 Oliver was to sing the air； and Fred was to beat a tattoo on Waller's door with the butt end of a cane。 The gas had been turned up and every kerosene lamp had been lighted and ranged about the hall。 McFudd threw off his coat and vest； cocked a Scotch smoking… cap over one eye； and seizing the Chinese gong in one hand and the wooden mallet in the other； climbed upon the piano and faced his motley orchestra。
〃Attintion； gentlemen；〃 whispered McFudd。
〃The first chune will be 'Old Dog Tray；' because it begins wid a lovely howl。 Remimber now； when I hit this gong that's the signal for yez to begin； and ye'll all come together wid wan smash。 Then the band will play a bar or two； and then every man Jack o' ye will go strong on the chorus。 Are yez ready？〃
McFudd swung his mallet over his head； poised it for an instant； ran his eye around the circle with the air of an impresario； saw that the drum was in position； the horns and clarionet ready； the blower； scuttle； tongs； and other instruments of torture in place； and hit the gong with all his might。
The crash that followed woke every boarder in the house and tumbled half of them out of their beds。 Long before the chorus had been reached all the doors had been thrown open； and the halls and passageways filled with the startled boarders。 Then certain mysterious…looking figures in bed…gowns； water… proofs； and bath…robes began bounding up the stairs； and a collection of dishevelled heads were thrust through the door of the attic。 Some of the suddenly awakened boarders tried to stop the din by protest； others threatened violence； one or two grinned with delight。 Among these last was the little hunchback； swathed in a blanket like an Indian chief； and barefooted。 He had rushed upstairs at the first sound as fas
