pgw.piccadillyjim-第43章

按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！


Ann　of　to…day；　the　glorious　creature　who　went　about　the　place　kidnapping　Ogdens；　was　his　handiwork。　It　was　he　who　had　destroyed　the　minor　poetry　virus　in　her。
　The　refrain　of　an　old　song　came　to　him。
　　　　　　　　〃You　made　me　what　I　am　to…day！　　　　　　　　　　I　hope　you're　satisfied！〃
　He　was　more　than　satisfied。　He　was　proud　of　himself。
　He　rejoiced；　however；　after　the　first　flush　of　enthusiasm　somewhat　moderately。　There　was　no　disguising　the　penalty　of　his　deed　of　kindness。　To　Ann　Jimmy　Crocker　was　no　rescuer；　but　a　sort　of　blend　of　ogre　and　vampire。　She　must　never　learn　his　real　identityor　not　until　he　had　succeeded　by　assiduous　toil；　as　he　hoped　he　would；　in　neutralising　that　prejudice　of　the　distant　past。　　A　footstep　outside　broke　in　on　his　thoughts。　He　thrust　the　book　quickly　back　into　its　place。　Ann　came　in；　and　shut　the　door　behind　her。
　〃Well？〃　she　said　eagerly。
　Jimmy　did　not　reply　for　a　moment。　He　was　looking　at　her　and　thinking　how　perfect　in　every　way　she　was　now；　as　she　stood　there　purged　of　sentimentality；　all　aglow　with　curiosity　to　know　how　her　nefarious　plans　had　succeeded。　It　was　his　Ann　who　stood　there；　not　the　author　of　〃The　Lonely　Heart。〃
　〃Did　you　ask　her？〃
　〃Yes。　But〃
　Ann's　face　fell。
　〃Oh！　She　won't　let　him　e　back？〃
　〃She　absolutely　refused。　I　did　my　best。〃
　〃I　know　you　did。〃
　There　was　a　silence。
　〃Well；　this　settles　it；〃　said　Jimmy。　〃Now　you　will　have　to　let　me　help　you。〃
　Ann　looked　troubled。
　〃But　it's　such　a　risk。　Something　terrible　might　happen　to　you。　Isn't　impersonation　a　criminal　offence？〃
　〃What　does　it　matter？　They　tell　me　prisons　are　excellent　places　nowadays。　Concerts；　picnicsall　that　sort　of　thing。　I　shan't　mind　going　there。　I　have　a　nice　singing…voice。　I　think　I　will　try　to　make　the　glee…club。〃
　〃I　suppose　we　are　breaking　the　law；〃　said　Ann　seriously。　〃I　told　Jerry　that　nothing　could　happen　to　us　except　the　loss　of　his　place　to　him　and　being　sent　to　my　grandmother　to　me；　but　I'm　bound　to　say　I　said　that　just　to　encourage　him。　Don't　you　think　we　ought　to　know　what　the　penalty　is；　in　case　we　are　caught？〃
　〃It　would　enable　us　to　make　our　plans。　If　it's　a　life　sentence；　I　shouldn't　worry　about　selecting　my　future　career。〃
　〃You　see；〃　explained　Ann；　〃I　suppose　they　would　hardly　send　me　to　prison；　as　I'm　a　relationthough　I　would　far　rather　go　there　than　to　grandmother's。　She　lives　all　alone　miles　away　in　the　country；　and　is　strong　on　disciplinebut　they　might　do　all　sorts　of　things　to　you；　in　spite　of　my　pleadings。　I　really　think　you　had　better　give　up　the　idea；　I'm　afraid　my　enthusiasm　carried　me　away。　I　didn't　think　of　all　this　before。〃
　〃Never。　This　thing　goes　through；　or　fails　over　my　dead　body。　What　are　you　looking　for？〃
　Ann　was　deep　in　a　bulky　volume　which　stood　on　a　lectern　by　the　window。
　〃Catalogue；〃　she　said　briefly；　turning　the　pages。　〃Uncle　Peter　has　heaps　of　law　books。　I'll　look　up　kidnapping。　Here　we　are。　Law　Encyclopedia。　Shelf　X。　Oh；　that's　upstairs。　I　shan't　be　a　minute。〃
　She　ran　to　the　little　staircase；　and　disappeared。　Her　voice　came　from　the　gallery。
　〃Here　we　are。　I've　got　it。〃
　〃Shoot；〃　said　Jimmy。
　〃There's　such　a　lot　of　it；〃　called　the　voice　from　above。　〃Pages　and　pages。　I'm　just　skimming。　Wait　a　moment。〃
　A　rustling　followed　from　the　gallery；　then　a　sneeze。
　〃This　is　the　dustiest　place　I　was　ever　in；〃　said　the　voice。　〃It's　inches　deep　everywhere。　It's　full　of　cigarette　ends；　too。　I　must　tell　uncle。　Oh；　here　it　is。　Kidnappingpenalties〃
　〃Hush〃　called　Jimmy。　〃There's　some　one　ing。〃
　The　door　opened。
　〃Hello；〃　said　Ogden；　strolling　in。　〃I　was　looking　for　you。　Didn't　think　you　would　be　here。〃
　〃e　right　in；　my　little　man；　and　make　yourself　at　home；〃　said　Jimmy。
　Ogden　eyed　him　with　disfavour。
　〃You're　pretty　fresh；　aren't　you？〃
　〃This　is　praise　from　Sir　Hubert　Stanley。〃
　〃Eh？　Who's　he？〃
　〃Oh；　a　gentleman　who　knew　what　was　what。〃
　Ogden　closed　the　door。
　〃Well；　I　know　what's　what；　too。　I　know　what　you　are　for　one　thing。〃　He　chuckled。　〃I've　got　your　number　all　right。〃
　〃In　what　respect？〃
　Another　chuckle　proceeded　from　the　bulbous　boy。
　〃You　think　you're　smooth；　don't　you？　But　I'm　onto　you；　Jimmy　Crocker。　A　lot　of　Jimmy　Crocker　you　are。　You're　a　crook。　Get　me？　And　I　know　what　you're　after；　at　that。　You're　going　to　try　to　kidnap　me。〃
　From　the　corner　of　his　eye　Jimmy　was　aware　of　Ann's　startled　face；　looking　over　the　gallery　rail　and　withdrawn　hastily。　No　sound　came　from　the　heights；　but　he　knew　that　she　was　listening　intently。
　〃What　makes　you　think　that？〃
　Ogden　lowered　himself　into　the　depths　of　his　favourite　easy　chair；　and；　putting　his　feet　restfully　on　the　writing…desk；　met　Jimmy's　gaze　with　a　glassy　but　knowing　eye。
　〃Got　a　cigarette？〃　he　said。
　〃I　have　not；〃　said　Jimmy。　〃I'm　sorry。〃
　〃So　am　I。〃
　〃Returning；　with　your　permission；　to　our　original　subject；〃　said　Jimmy；　〃what　makes　you　think　that　I　have　e　here　to　kidnap　you？〃
　Ogden　yawned。
　〃I　was　in　the　drawing…room　after　lunch；　and　that　guy　Lord　Wisbeach　came　in　and　said　he　wanted　to　talk　to　mother　privately。　Mother　sent　me　out　of　the　room；　so　of　course　I　listened　at　the　door。〃
　〃Do　you　know　where　little　boys　go　who　listen　to　private　conversations？〃　said　Jimmy　severely。
　〃To　the　witness…stand　generally；　I　guess。　Well；　I　listened；　and　I　heard　this　Lord　Wisbeach　tell　mother　that　he　had　only　pretended　to　recognise　you　as　Jimmy　Crocker　and　that　really　he　had　never　seen　you　before　in　his　life。　He　said　you　were　a　crook　and　that　they　had　got　to　watch　you。　Well；　I　knew　then　why　you　had　e　here。　It　was　pretty　smooth；　getting　in　the　way　you　did。　I've　got　to　hand　it　to　you。〃
　Jimmy　did　not　reply。　His　mind　was　occupied　with　the　contemplation　of　this　dashing　counter…stroke　on　the　part　of　Gentleman　Jack。　He　could　hardly　refrain　from　admiring　the　simple　strategy　with　which　the　latter　had　circumvented　him。　There　was　an　artistry　about　the　move　which　pelled　respect。
　〃Well；　now；　see　here；〃　said　Ogden；　〃you　and　I　have　got　to　get　together　on　this　proposition。　I've　been　kidnapped　twice　before；　and　the　only　guys　that　made　anything　out　of　it　were　the　kidnappers。　It's　pretty　soft　for　them。　They　couldn't　have　got　a　cent　without　me；　and　they　never　dreamed　of　giving　me　a　rake…off。　I'm　getting　good　and　tired　of　being　kidnapped　for　other　people's　benefit；　and　I've　made　up　my　mind　that　the　next　guy　that　wants　me　has　got　to　e　across。　See？　My　proposition　is　fifty…fifty。　If　you　like　it；　I'm　game　to　let　you　go　ahead。　If　you　don't　like　it；　then　the　deal's　off；　and　you'll　find　that　you've　a　darned　poor　chance　of　getting　me。　When　I　was　kidnapped　before；　I　was　just　a　kid；　but　I　can　look　after　myself　now。　Well；　what　do　you　say？〃
　Jimmy　found　it　hard　at　first　to　say　anything。　He　had　never　properly　understood　the　possibilities　of　Ogden's　character　before。　The　longer　he　contemplated　him；　the　more　admirable　Ann's　scheme　appeared。　It　seemed　to　him　that　only　a　resolute　keeper　of　a　home　for　dogs　would　be　adequately　equipped　for　dealing　with　this　remarkable　youth。
　〃This　is　a　mercial　age；〃　he　said。
　〃You　bet　it　is；〃　said　Ogden。　〃My　middle　name　is　business。　Say；　are　you　working　this　on　your　own；　or　are　you　in　with　Buck　Maginnis　and　his　crowd？〃
　〃I　don't　think　I　know　Mr。　Maginnis。〃
　〃He's　the　guy　who　kidnapped　me　the　first　time。　He's　a　rough…neck。　Smooth　Sam　Fisher　got　away　with　me　the　second　time。　Maybe　you're　in　with　Sam？〃
　〃No。〃
　〃No；　I　guess　not。　I　heard　that　he　had　married　and　retired　from　business。　I　rather　wish　you　were　one　of　Buck's　lot。　I　like　Buck。　When　he　kidnapped　me；　I　lived　with　him　and　he　gave　me　a　swell　time。　When　I　left　him；　a　woman　came　and　interviewed　me　about　it　for　one　of　the　Sunday　papers。　Sob　stuff。　Called　the　piece　'Even　Kidnappers　Have　Tender　Hearts　Beneath　A　Rough　Exterior。'　I've　got　it　upstairs　in　my　press…clipping　album。　It　was　pretty　bad　slush。　Buck　Maginnis　hasn't　got　any　tender　heart　beneath　his　rough　exterior；　but　he's　a　good　sort　and　I　liked　him。　We　used　to　shoot　craps。　And　he　taught　me　to　chew。　I'd　be　tickled　to　death　to　have　Buck　get　me　again。　But；　if　you're　working　on　your　own；　all　right。　It's　all　the　same　to　me；　provided　you　meet　me　on　the　terms。〃
　〃You　certainly　are　a　fascinating　child。〃
　〃Less　of　it；　less　of　it。　I've　tro