michael, brother of jerry-第16章
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ot know； because it was early impressed upon him that the one place for him never to be； at such times of council； was the cabin。 Also； he could not but conclude that these councils were real battles wherein Messrs。 Doane； Nishikanta； and Grimahaw screamed at each other and pounded the table at each other； when they were not patiently and most politely interrogating the Ancient Mariner。
〃He's got their goat；〃 the steward early concluded to himself； but； thereafter； try as he would； he failed to get the Ancient Mariner's goat。
Charles Stough Greenleaf was the Ancient Mariner's name。 This； Daughtry got from him； and nothing else did he get save maunderings and ravings about the heat of the longboat and the treasure a fathom deep under the sand。
〃There's some of us plays games； an' some of us as looks on an' admires the games they see；〃 the steward made his bid one day。 〃And I'm sure these days lookin' on at a pretty game。 The more I see it the more I got to admire。〃
The Ancient Mariner dreamed back into the steward's eyes with a blank； unseeing gaze。
〃On the Wide Awake all the stewards were young； mere boys；〃 he murmured。
〃Yes； sir；〃 Daughtry agreed pleasantly。 〃From all you say； the Wide Awake； with all its youngsters； was sure some craft。 Not like the crowd of old 'uns on this here hooker。 But I doubt； sir； that them youngsters ever played as clever games as is being played aboard us right now。 I just got to admire the fine way it's being done； sir。〃
〃I'll tell you something；〃 the Ancient Mariner replied； with such confidential air that almost Daughtry leaned to hear。 〃No steward on the Wide Awake could mix a high…ball in just the way I like； as well as you。 We didn't know cocktails in those days； but we had sherry and bitters。 A good appetizer； too； a most excellent appetizer。〃
〃I'll tell you something more；〃 he continued； just as it seemed he had finished； and just in time to interrupt Daughtry away from his third attempt to ferret out the true inwardness of the situation on the Mary Turner and of the Ancient Mariner's part in it。 〃It is mighty nigh five bells； and I should be very pleased to have one of your delicious cocktails ere I go down to dine。〃
More suspicious than ever of him was Daughtry after this episode。 But； as the days went by； he came more and more to the conclusion that Charles Stough Greenleaf was a senile old man who sincerely believed in the abiding of a buried treasure somewhere in the South Seas。
Once； polishing the brasswork on the hand…rails of the cabin companionway； Daughtry overheard the ancient one explaining his terrible scar and missing fingers to Grimshaw and the Armenian Jew。 The pair of them had plied him with extra drinks in the hope of getting more out of him by way of his loosened tongue。
〃It was in the longboat；〃 the aged voice cackled up the companion。 〃On the eleventh day it was that the mutiny broke。 We in the sternsheets stood together against them。 It was all a madness。 We were starved sore； but we were mad for water。 It was over the water it began。 For； see you； it was our custom to lick the dew from the oar…blades； the gunwales； the thwarts； and the inside planking。 And each man of us had developed property in the dew… collecting surfaces。 Thus； the tiller and the rudder…head and half of the plank of the starboard stern…sheet had become the property of the second officer。 No one of us lacked the honour to respect his property。 The third officer was a lad； only eighteen； a brave and charming boy。 He shared with the second officer the starboard stern…sheet plank。 They drew a line to mark the division； and neither； lapping up what scant moisture fell during the night…hours； ever dreamed of trespassing across the line。 They were too honourable。
〃But the sailorsno。 They squabbled amongst themselves over the dew…surfaces； and only the night before one of them was knifed because he so stole。 But on this night； waiting for the dew； a little of it； to become more； on the surfaces that were mine； I heard the noises of a dew…lapper moving aft along the port… gunwalewhich was my property aft of the stroke…thwart clear to the stern。 I emerged from a nightmare dream of crystal springs and swollen rivers to listen to this night…drinker that I feared might encroach upon what was mine。
〃Nearer he came to the line of my property； and I could hear him making little moaning； whimpering noises as he licked the damp wood。 It was like listening to an animal grazing pasture…grass at night and ever grazing nearer。
It chanced I was holding a boat…stretcher in my handto catch what little dew might fall upon it。 I did not know who it was； but when he lapped across the line and moaned and whimpered as he licked up my precious drops of dew； I struck out。 The boat… stretcher caught him fairly on the noseit was the bo's'nand the mutiny began。 It was the bo's'n's knife that sliced down my face and sliced away my fingers。 The third officer； the eighteen… year…old lad； fought well beside me； and saved me； so that； just before I fainted； he and I； between us； hove the bo's'n's carcass overside。〃
A shifting of feet and changing of positions of those in the cabin plunged Daughtry back into his polishing； which he had for the time forgotten。 And； as he rubbed the brass…work； he told himself under his breath： 〃The old party's sure been through the mill。 Such things just got to happen。〃
〃No；〃 the Ancient Mariner was continuing； in his thin falsetto； in reply to a query。 〃It wasn't the wounds that made me faint。 It was the exertion I made in the struggle。 I was too weak。 No； so little moisture was there in my system that I didn't bleed much。 And the amazing thing； under the circumstances； was the quickness with which I healed。 The second officer sewed me up next day with a needle he'd made out of an ivory toothpick and with twine he twisted out of the threads from a frayed tarpaulin。〃
〃Might I ask； Mr。 Greenleaf； if there were rings at the time on the fingers that were cut off？〃 Daughtry heard Simon Nishikanta ask。
〃Yes； and one beauty。 I found it afterward in the boat bottom and presented it to the sandalwood trader who rescued me。 It was a large diamond。 I paid one hundred and eighty guineas for it to an English sailor in the Barbadoes。 He'd stolen it； and of course it was worth more。 It was a beautiful gem。 The sandalwood man did not merely save my life for it。 In addition； he spent fully a hundred pounds in outfitting me and buying me a passage from Thursday Island to Shanghai。〃
〃There's no getting away from them rings he wears；〃 Daughtry overheard Simon Nishikanta that evening telling Grimshaw in the dark on the weather poop。 〃You don't see that kind nowadays。 They're old； real old。 They're not men's rings so much as what you'd call； in the old…fashioned days； gentlemen's rings。 Real gentlemen； I mean； grand gentlemen； wore rings like them。 I wish collateral like them came into my loan offices these days。 They're worth big money。〃
〃I just want to tell you； Killeny Boy； that maybe I'll be wishin' before the voyage is over that I'd gone on a lay of the treasure instead of straight wages；〃 Dag Daughtry confided to Michael that night at turning…in time as Kwaque removed his shoes and as he paused midway in the draining of his sixth bottle。 〃Take it from me； Killeny； that old gentleman knows what he's talkin' about； an' has been some hummer in his days。 Men don't lose the fingers off their hands and get their faces chopped open just for nothingnor sport rings that makes a Jew pawnbroker's mouth water。〃
CHAPTER XI
Before the voyage of the Mary Turner came to an end； Dag Daughtry； sitting down between the rows of water…casks in the main…hold； with a great laugh rechristened the schooner 〃the Ship of Fools。〃 But that was some weeks after。 In the meantime he so fulfilled his duties that not even Captain Doane could conjure a shadow of complaint。
Especially did the steward attend upon the Ancient Mariner； for whom he had come to conceive a strong admiration； if not affection。 The old fellow was different from his cabin…mates。 They were money…lovers； everything in them had narrowed down to the pursuit of d
