the island pharisees-第21章
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envied the certainty of the convictions lying under that well…parted
hair。
〃I would rather we were men first and then Englishmen;〃 he muttered;
〃I think it's all a sort of national illusion; and I can't stand
illusions。〃
〃If you come to that;〃 said the soldier; 〃the world lives by
illusions。 I mean; if you look at history; you'll see that the
creation of illusions has always been her business; don't you know。〃
This Shelton was unable to deny。
〃So;〃 continued the soldier (who was evidently a highly cultivated
man); 〃if you admit that movement; labour; progress; and all that
have been properly given to building up these illusions; thaterin
fact; they're what you might callerthe outcome of the world's
crescendo;〃 he rushed his voice over this phrase as if ashamed of it
〃why do you want to destroy them?〃
Shelton thought a moment; then; squeezing his body with his folded
arms; replied:
〃The past has made us what we are; of course; and cannot be
destroyed; but how about the future? It 's surely time to let in
air。 Cathedrals are very fine; and everybody likes the smell of
incense; but when they 've been for centuries without ventilation you
know what the atmosphere gets like。〃
The soldier smiled。
〃By your own admission;〃 he said; 〃you'll only be creating a fresh
set of illusions。〃
〃Yes;〃 answered Shelton; 〃but at all events they'll be the honest
necessities of the present。〃
The pupils of the soldier's eyes contracted; he evidently felt the
conversation slipping into generalities; he answered:
〃I can't see how thinking small beer of ourselves is going to do us
any good!〃
An 〃 At Home〃
Shelton felt in danger of being thought unpractical in giving vent to
the remark:
〃One must trust one's reason; I never can persuade myself that I
believe in what I don't。〃
A minute later; with a cordial handshake; the soldier left; and
Shelton watched his courteous figure shepherding his wife away。
〃Dick; may I introduce you to Mr。 Wilfrid Curly?〃 said his cousin's
voice behind; and he found his hand being diffidently shaken by a
fresh…cheeked youth with a dome…like forehead; who was saying
nervously:
〃How do you do? Yes; I am very well; thank you!〃
He now remembered that when he had first come in he had watched this
youth; who had been standing in a corner indulging himself in private
smiles。 He had an uncommon look; as though he were in love with
lifeas though he regarded it as a creature to whom one could put
questions to the very endinteresting; humorous; earnest questions。
He looked diffident; and amiable; and independent; and he; too; was
evidently English。
〃Are you good at argument?〃 said Shelton; at a loss for a remark。
The youth smiled; blushed; and; putting back his hair; replied:
〃YesnoI don't know; I think my brain does n't work fast enough
for argument。 You know how many motions of the brain…cells go to
each remark。 It 's awfully interesting〃; and; bending from the waist
in a mathematical position; he extended the palm of one hand; and
started to explain。
Shelton stared at the youth's hand; at his frowns and the taps he
gave his forehead while he found the expression of his meaning; he
was intensely interested。 The youth broke off; looked at his watch;
and; blushing brightly; said:
〃I 'm afraid I have to go; I have to be at the 'Den' before eleven。〃
〃I must be off; too;〃 said Shelton。 Making their adieux together;
they sought their hats and coats。
CHAPTER XIV
THE NIGHT CLUB
〃May I ask;〃 said Shelton; as he and the youth came out into the
chilly street; 〃What it is you call the 'Den'?〃
His companion smilingly answered:
〃Oh; the night club。 We take it in turns。 Thursday is my night。
Would you like to come? You see a lot of types。 It's only round the
corner。〃
Shelton digested a momentary doubt; and answered:
〃Yes; immensely。〃
They reached the corner house in an angle of a; dismal street;
through the open door of which two men had just gone in。 Following;
they ascended some wooden; fresh…washed stairs; and entered a large
boarded room smelling of sawdust; gas; stale coffee; and old clothes。
It was furnished with a bagatelle board; two or three wooden tables;
some wooden forms; and a wooden bookcase。 Seated on these wooden
chairs; or standing up; were youths; and older men of the working
class; who seemed to Shelton to be peculiarly dejected。 One was
reading; one against the wall was drinking coffee with a
disillusioned air; two were playing chess; and a group of four made a
ceaseless clatter with the bagatelle。
A little man in a dark suit; with a pale face; thin lips; and deep…
set; black…encircled eyes; who was obviously in charge; came up with
an anaemic smile。
〃You 're rather late;〃 he said to Curly; and; looking ascetically at
Shelton; asked; without waiting for an introduction: 〃Do you play
chess? There 's young Smith wants a game。〃
A youth with a wooden face; already seated before a fly…blown chess…
board; asked him drearily if he would have black or white。 Shelton
took white; he was oppressed by the virtuous odour of this room。
The little man with the deep blue eyes came up; stood in an uneasy
attitude; and watched:
〃Your play's improving; young Smith;〃 he said; 〃I should think you'd
be able to give Banks a knight。〃 His eyes rested on Shelton;
fanatical and dreary; his monotonous voice was suffering and nasal;
he was continually sucking in his lips; as though determined to
subdue 'the flesh。 〃You should come here often;〃 he said to Shelton;
as the latter received checkmate; 〃you 'd get some good practice。
We've several very fair players。 You're not as good as Jones or
Bartholomew;〃 he added to Shelton's opponent; as though he felt it a
duty to put the latter in his place。 〃You ought to come here often;〃
he repeated to Shelton; 〃we have a lot of very good young fellows〃;
and; with a touch of complacence; he glanced around the dismal room。
〃There are not so many here tonight as usual。 Where are Toombs and
Body?〃
Shelton; too; looked anxiously around。 He could not help feeling
sympathy with Toombs and Body。
〃They 're getting slack; I'm afraid;〃 said the little deep…eyed man。
〃Our principle is to amuse everyone。 Excuse me a minute; I see that
Carpenter is doing nothing。〃 He crossed over to the man who had been
drinking coffee; but Shelton had barely time to glance at his
opponent and try to think of a remark; before the little man was
back。 〃Do you know anything about astronomy?〃 he asked of Shelton。
〃We have several very interested in astronomy; if you could talk to
them a little it would help。〃
Shelton made a motion of alarm。
〃Please…no;〃 said he; 〃I…〃
〃I wish you'd come sometimes on Wednesdays; we have most interesting
talks; and a service afterwards。 We're always anxious to get new
blood〃; and his eyes searched Shelton's brown; rather tough…looking
face; as though trying to see how much blood there was in it。 〃Young
Curly says you 've just been around the world; you could describe
your travels。〃
〃May I ask;〃 said Shelton; 〃how your club is made up?〃
Again a look of complacency; and blessed assuagement; visited the
little man。
〃Oh;〃 he said; 〃we take anybody; unless there 's anything against
them。 The Day Society sees to that。 Of course; we shouldn't take
anyone if they were to report against them。 You ought to come to our
committee meetings; they're on Mondays at seven。 The women's side;
too…〃
〃Thank you;〃 said Shelton; 〃you 're very kind…〃
〃We should be pleased;〃 said the little man; and his face seemed to
suffer more than ever。 〃They 're mostly young fellows here to…night;
but we have married men; too。 Of course; we 're very careful about
that;〃 he added hastily; as though he might have injured Shelto