brideshead+revisited-第54章
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e the general run of my wife's guests； he had been standing by the caviar for twenty minutes eating as fast as a rabbit。 Now he wiped his mouth with his handkerchief and； on the impulse apparently； leaned forward and dabbed the beak of the swan； removing the drop of water that had been swelling there and would soon have fallen。 Then he looked round furtively to see if he had been observed； caught my eye； and giggled nervously。
'Been wanting to do that for a long time；' he said。 'Bet you don't know how many drops to the minute。 I do； I counted。'
'I've no idea。'
'Guess。 Tanner if you're wrong； half a dollar if you're right。 That's fair。'
'Three；' I said。
'Coo； you're a sharp one。 Been counting 'em yourself。' But he showed no inclination to pay this debt。 Instead he said： 'How d'you figure this out。 I'm an Englishman born and bred； but this is my first time on the Atlantic。'
'You flew out perhaps？'
'No； nor over it。'
'Then I presume you went round the world and came across the Pacific。'
'You are a sharp one and no mistake。 I've made quite a bit getting into arguments over that one。'
'What was your route？' I asked； wishing to be agreeable。
'Ah； that'd be telling。 Well； I must skedaddle。 So long。'
'Charles； said my wife； 'this is Mr Kramm； of Interastral Films。'
'So you are Mr Charles Ryder；' said Mr Kramm。
'Yes。'
'Well； well。； well；' he paused。 I waited。 'The purser here says we're heading for dirty weather。 What d'you know about that？'
'Far less than the purser。'
'Pardon me； Mr Ryder； I don't quite get you。'
'I mean I know less than the purser。'
'Is that so？ Well； well； well。 I've enjoyed our talk very much。 I hope that it will be the first of many。'
An Englishwoman said： 'Oh； that swan！ Six weeks in America has given me an absolute phobia of ice。 Do tell me； how did it feel meeting Celia again after two years？ I know I should feel indecently bridal。 But Celia's never quite got the orange blossom out of her hair； has she？'
Another woman said： 'Isn't it heaven saying good…bye and knowing we shall meet again in half an hour and go on meeting every half…hour for days？'
Our guests began to go； and each on leaving informed me of something my wife had promised to bring me to in the near future； it was the theme of the evening that we should all be seeing a lot of each other； that we had formed one of those molecular systems that physicists can illustrate。 At last the swan was wheeled out； too； and I said to my wife； 'Julia never came。'
'No； she telephoned。 I couldn't hear what she said； there was such a noise going on … something about a dress。 Quite lucky really； there wasn't room for a cat。 It was a lovely party； wasn't it？ Did you hate it very much？ You behaved beautifully and looked so distinguished。 Who was your red…haired chum？'
'No chum of mine。'
'How very peculiar！ Did you say anything to Mr Kramm about working in Hollywood？'
'Of course not。'
'Oh； Charles； you are a worry to me。 It's not enough just stand about looking distinguished and a martyr for Art。 Let's go to dinner。 We're at the。 Captain's table。 I don't suppose he'll dine down tonight； but it's polite to be fairly punctual。'
By the time that we reached the table the rest of the party had arranged themselves。 On either side of the Captain's empty chair sat Julia and Mrs Stuyvesant Oglander； besides them there was an English diplomat and his wife； Senator Stuyvesant Oglander； and an American clergyman at present totally isolated between two pairs of empty chairs。 This clergyman later described himself … redundantly it seemed … as an Episcopalian Bishop。 Husbands and wives sat together here。 My wife was confronted with a quick decision； and although the steward attempted to direct us otherwise； sat so that she had the senator and I the Bishop。 Julia gave us both a little dismal signal of sympathy。
'I'm miserable about the party；' she said； 'my beastly maid totally disappeared with every dress I have。 She only turned up half an hour ago。 She'd been playing ping…pong。'
'I've been telling the Senator what he missed；' said Mrs Stuyvesant Oglander。 'Wherever Celia is； you'll find she knows all the significant people。'
'On my right；' said the Bishop； 'a significant couple are expected。 They take all their meals in their cabin except when they have been informed in advance that the Captain will be present。'
We were a gruesome circle； even my wife's high social spirit faltered。 At moments I heard bits of her conversation。
'。。。an extraordinary little red…haired man。 Captain Foulenough in person。'
'But I understood you to say； Lady Celia； that you were unacquainted with him。'
'I meant he was like Captain Foulenough。'
'I begin to prehend。 He impersonated this friend of yours in order to e to your party。'
'No； no。 Captain Foulenough is simply a ic character。'
'There seems to have been nothing very amusing about this other man。 Your friend is a edian？'
'No； no。 Captain Foulenough is an imaginary character in an English paper。 You know； like your 〃Popeye〃。'
The senator laid down knife and fork。 'To recapitulate： an impostor came to your party and you admitted him because of a fancied resemblance to a fictitious character in a cartoon。'
'Yes； I suppose that was it really。'
The senator looked at his wife as much as to say： 'Significant people； huh！'
I heard Julia across the table trying to trace； for the benefit of the diplomat； the marriage…connections of her Hungarian and Italian cousins。 The diamonds flashed in her hair and on her fingers； but her hands were nervously rolling little balls of crumb； and her starry head drooped in despair。
The Bishop told me of the goodwill mission on which he was travelling to Barcelona。。。'a very； very valuable work of clearance has been performed； Mr Ryder。 The time has now e to rebuild on broader foundations。 I have made it my aim to reconcile the so…called Anarchists and the so…called munists； and with that in view I and my mittee have digested all the available documentation of the subject。 Our conclusion； Mr Ryder； is unanimous。 There is no fundamental diversity between the two ideologies。 It is a matter of personalities； Mr Ryder； and what personalities have put asunder personalities can unite。。。'
On the other side I heard： 'And may I make so bold as to ask what institutions sponsored your husband's expedition？'
The diplomat's wife bravely engaged the Bishop across the gulf that separated them。
'And what language will you speak when you get to Barcelona？'
'The language of Reason and Brotherhood； madam；' and； turning back to me； 'The speech of the ing century is in thoughts not in words。 Do you not agree； Mr Ryder？'
'Yes；' I said。 'Yes。'
'What are words？' said the Bishop。
'What indeed？'
'Mere conventional symbols； Mr Ryder； and this is an age rightly sceptical of conventional symbols。'
My mind reeled； after the parrot…house fever of my wife's party； and unplumbed emotions of the afternoon； after all the exertions of my wife's pleasures in New York； after the months of solitude in the steaming； green shadows of the jungle； this was too much。 I felt like Lear on the heath； like the Duchess of Malfi bayed by madmen。 I summoned cataracts and hurricanoes； and as if by conjury the call was immediately answered。
For some time now； though whether it was a mere trick of the nerves I did not then know； I had felt a recurrent and persistently growing motion … a heave and shudder of the large dining…room as of the breast of a man in deep sleep。 Now my wife turned to me and said： 'Either I am a little drunk or it's getting rough；' and； even as she spoke we found ourselves leaning sideways in our chairs； there was a crash and tinkle of falling cutlery by the wall； and on our table the wine glasses all together toppled and rolled over； while each of us steadied the plate and forks and looked at the other with expressions that varied between frank horror in the diplomat's wife and relief in Julia。
The gale which； unheard； unseen； unfelt； in our enclosed and insulated world had； for an hour； been mount
