the man between(夹在中间的人)-第50章
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will have my dinner with you。 I want to see the dining…room of a swell
hotel in full dress； and I will wear my violet satin and white Spanish lace；
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and look as smart as can be； dear。 And Tyrrel may buy me a bunch of
white violets。 I am none too old to wear them。 Who knows but I may go to
the theater also？〃
〃Oh； Granny； you are just the dearest young lady I know！ Tyrrel will
be as proud as a peacock。〃
〃Well； I am not as young as I might be； but I am a deal younger than I
look。 Listen； dearie； I have never FELT old yet！ Isn't that a thing to be
grateful for？ I don't read much poetry； except it be in the Church Hymnal；
but I cut a verse out of a magazine a year ago which just suits my idea of
life； and； what is still more wonderful； I took the trouble to learn it。 Oliver
Wendell Holmes wrote it； and I'll warrant him for a good； cheerful； trust…
in…God man； or he'd never have thought of such sensible words。〃
〃I am listening； Granny； for the verse。〃
〃Yes； and learn it yourself。 It will come in handy some day； when
Tyrrel and you are getting white…haired and handsome； as everyone ought
to get when they have passed their half…century and are facing the light of
the heavenly world：
〃At sixty…two life has begun； At seventy…three begins once
more； Fly swifter as thou near'st the sun； And brighter shine at
eighty…four。 At ninety…five； Should thou
arrive； Still wait on God； and work and thrive。〃
Such words as those； Ethel； keep a woman young； and make her right
glad that she was born and thankful that she lives。〃
〃Thank you for them； dear Granny。 Now I must run away as fast as I
can。 Tyrrel will be wondering what has happened to me。〃
In this conjecture she was right。 Tyrrel was in evening dress； and
walking restlessly about their private parlor。 〃Ethel；〃 he said； plaintively；
〃I have been so uneasy about you。〃
〃I am all right； dearest。 I was with grandmother。 I shall be ready in half
an hour。〃
Even if she had been longer； she would have earned the delay； for she
returned to him in pink silk and old Venice point de rose； with a pretty
ermine tippet across her shoulders。 It was a joy to see her； a delight to hear
her speak； and she walked as if she heard music。 The dining…room was
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crowded when they entered； but they made a sensation。 Many rose and
came to welcome them home。 Others smiled across the busy space and
lifted their wineglass in recognition。 The room was electric； sensitive and
excited。 It was flooded with a soft light； it was full of the perfume of
flowers。 The brilliant coloring of silks and satins； and the soft miracle of
white lace blended with the artistically painted walls and roof。 The aroma
of delicate food； the tinkle of crystal； the low murmur of happy voices； the
thrill of sudden laughter； and the delicious accompaniment of soft；
sensuous music completed the charm of the room。 To eat in such
surroundings was as far beyond the famous flower…crowned feasts of
Rome and Greece as the east is from the west。 It was impossible to resist
its influence。 From the point of the senses； the soul was drinking life out of
a cup of overflowing delight。 And it was only natural that in their hearts
both Tyrrel and Ethel should make a swift； though silent； comparison
between this feast of sensation and flow of human attraction and the still；
sweet order of the Rawdon dining…room； with its noiseless service； and its
latticed win… dows open to all the wandering scents and songs of the
garden。
Perhaps the latter would have the sweetest and dearest and most
abiding place in their hearts； but just in the present they were enthralled
and excited by the beauty and good comradeship of the social New York
dinner function。 Their eyes were shining； their hearts thrilling； they went
to their own apartments hand in hand； buoyant； vivacious； feeling that life
was good and love unchangeable。 And the windows being open； they
walked to one and stood looking out upon the avenue。 All signs of
commerce had gone from the beautiful street； but it was busy and noisy
with the traffic of pleasure； and the hum of multitudes； the rattle of
carriages； the rush of autos； the light； hurrying footsteps of pleasure…
seekers insistently demanded their sympathy。
〃We cannot go out to…night；〃 said Ethel。 〃We are both more weary than
we know。〃
〃No； we cannot go to…night； but； oh； Ethel； we are in New York again！
Is not that joy enough？ I am so happy！ I am so happy。 We are in New York
again！ There is no city like it in all the world。 Men live here； they work
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here； they enjoy here。 How happy； how busy we are going to be； Ethel！〃
During these joyful； hopeful expectations he was walking up and down
the room； his eyes dilating with rapture； and Ethel closed the window and
joined him。 They magnified their joy； they wondered at it； they were sure
no one before them had ever loved as they loved。 〃And we are going to
live here； Ethel； going to have our home here！ Upon my honor； I cannot
speak the joy I feel； but〃 and he went impetuously to the piano and
opened it〃but I can perhaps sing it
〃‘There is not a spot in this wide…peopled earth So dear to the
heart as the Land of our Birth； 'Tis the home of our childhood； the
beautiful spot Which Memory retains when all else is forgot。 May
the blessing of God ever hallow the sod； And its valleys and hills by
our children be trod！
〃‘May Columbia long lift her white crest o'er the wave； The
birthplace of science and the home of the brave。 In her cities may peace
and prosperity dwell； And her daughters in virtue and beauty excel。
May the blessing of God ever hallow the sod； And its valleys and hills
by our children be trod。'〃
With the patriotic music warbling in his throat he turned to Ethel； and
looked at her as a lover can； and she answered the look； and thus leaning
toward each other in visible beauty and affection their new life began。
Between smiles and kisses they sat speaking； not of the past with all its
love and loveliness； but of the high things calling to them from the future；
the work and duties of life set to great ends both for public and private
good。 And as they thus communed Tyrrel took his wife's hand and slowly
turned on her finger the plain gold wedding ring behind its barrier of
guarding gems。
〃Ethel；〃 he said tenderly； 〃what enchantments are in this ring of gold！
What romances I used to weave around it； and； dearest； it has turned every
Romance into Reality。〃
〃And； Tyrrel； it will also turn all our Realities into Romances。 Nothing
in our life will ever become common。 Love will glor
