man of property-第14章
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Soames was forced； therefore； to set the blame entirely down to his wife。 He had never met a woman so capable of inspiring affection。 They could not go anywhere without his seeing how all the men were attracted by her； their looks； manners； voices； betrayed it； her behaviour under this attention had been beyond reproach。 That she was one of those womennot too common in the Anglo…Saxon raceborn to be loved and to love； who when not loving are not living； had certainly never even occurred to him。 Her power of attraction； he regarded as part of her value as his property； but it made him； indeed； suspect that she could give as well as receive； and she gave him nothing！ 'Then why did she marry me？' was his continual thought。 He had； forgotten his courtship； that year and a half when he had besieged and lain in wait for her； devising schemes for her entertainment； giving her presents； proposing to her periodically； and keeping her other admirers away with his perpetual presence。 He had forgotten the day when； adroitly taking advantage of an acute phase of her dislike to her home surroundings； he crowned his labours with success。 If he remembered anything； it was the dainty capriciousness with which the gold…haired； dark…eyed girl had treated him。 He certainly did not remember the look on her face… …strange； passive； appealingwhen suddenly one day she had yielded； and said that she would marry him。
It had been one of those real devoted wooings which books and people praise； when the lover is at length rewarded for hammering the iron till it is malleable； and all must be happy ever after as the wedding bells。
Soames walked eastwards； mousing doggedly along on the shady side。
The house wanted doing； up； unless he decided to move into the country； and build。
For the hundredth time that month he turned over this problem。 There was no use in rushing into things！ He was very comfortably off； with an increasing income getting on for three thousand a year； but his invested capital was not perhaps so large as his father believedJames had a tendency to expect that his children should be better off than they were。 'I can manage eight thousand easily enough；' he thought； 'without calling in either
Robertson's or Nicholl's。'
He had stopped to look in at a picture shop； for Soames was an 'amateur' of pictures； and had a little…room in No。 62； Montpellier Square； full of canvases； stacked against the wall； which he had no room to hang。 He brought them home with him on his way back from the City； generally after dark； and would enter this room on Sunday afternoons； to spend hours turning the pictures to the light； examining the marks on their backs； and occasionally making notes。
They were nearly all landscapes with figures in the foreground； a sign of some mysterious revolt against London； its tall houses； its interminable streets； where his life and the lives of his breed and class were passed。 Every now and then he would take one or two pictures away with him in a cab； and stop at Jobson's on his way into the City。
He rarely showed them to anyone； Irene； whose opinion he secretly respected and perhaps for that reason never solicited； had only been into the room on rare occasions； in discharge of some wifely duty。 She was not asked to look at the pictures； and she never did。 To Soames this was another grievance。 He hated that pride of hers； and secretly dreaded it。
In the plate…glass window of the picture shop his image stood and looked at him。
His sleek hair under the brim of the tall hat had a sheen like the hat itself； his cheeks； pale and flat； the line of his clean…shaven lips； his firm chin with its greyish shaven tinge； and the buttoned strictness of his black cut…away coat； conveyed an appearance of reserve and secrecy； of imperturbable； enforced composure； but his eyes； cold；grey； strainedlooking； with a line in the brow between them； examined him wistfully； as if they knew of a secret weakness。
He noted the subjects of the pictures； the names of the painters； made a calculation of their values； but without the satisfaction he usually derived from this inward appraisement； and walked on。
No。 62 would do well enough for another year； if he decided to build！ The times were good for building； money had not been so dear for years； and the site he had seen at Robin Hill； when he had gone down there in the spring to inspect the Nicholl mortgagewhat could be better！ Within twelve miles of Hyde Park Corner； the value of the land certain to go up； would always fetch more than he gave for it； so that a house； if built in really good style； was a first…class investment。
The notion of being the one member of his family with a country house weighed but little with him； for to a true Forsyte； sentiment； even the sentiment of social position； was a luxury only to be indulged in after his appetite for more material pleasure had been satisfied。
To get Irene out of London； away from opportunities of going about and seeing people； away from her friends and those who put ideas into her head！ That was the thing！ She was too thick with June！ June disliked him。 He returned the sentiment。 They were of the same blood。
It would be everything to get Irene out of town。 The house would please her she would enjoy messing about with the decoration； she was very artistic！
The house must be in good style； something that would always be certain to command a price； something unique； like that last house of Parkes； which had a tower； but Parkes had himself said that his architect was ruinous。 You never knew where you were with those fellows； if they had a name they ran you into no end of expense and were conceited into the bargain。
And a common architect was no goodthe memory of Parkes' tower precluded the employment of a common architect：
This was why he had thought of Bosinney。 Since the dinner at Swithin's he had made enquiries； the result of which had been meagre； but encouraging： 〃One of the new school。〃
〃Clever？〃
〃As clever as you likea bita bit up in the air！〃
He had not been able to discover what houses Bosinney had built； nor what his charges were。 The impression he gathered was that he would be able to make his own terms。 The more he reflected on the idea； the more he liked it。 It would be keeping the thing in the family； with Forsytes almost an instinct； and he would be able to get 'favoured…nation；' if not nominal termsonly fair； considering the chance to Bosinney of displaying his talents； for this house must be no common edifice。
Soames reflected complacently on the work it would be sure to bring the young man； for； like every Forsyte； he could be a thorough optimist when there was anything to be had out of it。
Bosinney's office was in Sloane Street； close at； hand； so that he would be able to keep his eye continually on the plans。
Again； Irene would not be to likely to object to leave London if her greatest friend's lover were given the job。 June's marriage might depend on it。 Irene could not decently stand in the way of June's marriage； she would never do that； he knew her too well。 And June would be pleased； of this he saw the advantage。
Bosinney looked clever； but he had alsoandit was one of his great attractionsan air as if he did not quite know on which side his bread were buttered； he should be easy to deal with in money matters。 Soames made this reflection in no defrauding spirit； it was the natural attitude of his mindof the mind of any good business manof all those thousands of good business men through whom he was threading his way up Ludgate Hill。
Thus he fulfilled the inscrutable laws of his great classof human nature itselfwhen he reflected； with a sense of comfort； that Bosinney would be easy to deal with in money matters。
While he elbowed his way on； his eyes； which he usually kept fixed on the ground before his feet； were attracted upwards by the dome of St。 Paul's。 It had a peculiar fascination for him； that old dome； and not once； but twice or three times a week； would he halt in his daily pilgrimage to enter beneath and stop in the side aisles for five or ten minutes； scrutinizing the names and epitaphs on the monuments。 The at
