the lesson of the master-第12章
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pleasure which in London on summer nights fills so many of the
happier quarters of the complicated town。 Gradually Mrs。 St。
George's drawing…room emptied itself; Paul was left alone with his
hostess; to whom he explained the motive of his waiting。 〃Ah yes;
some intellectual; some PROFESSIONAL; talk;〃 she leered; 〃at this
season doesn't one miss it? Poor dear Henry; I'm so glad!〃 The
young man looked out of the window a moment; at the called hansoms
that lurched up; at the smooth broughams that rolled away。 When he
turned round Mrs。 St。 George had disappeared; her husband's voice
rose to him from below … he was laughing and talking; in the
portico; with some lady who awaited her carriage。 Paul had
solitary possession; for some minutes; of the warm deserted rooms
where the covered tinted lamplight was soft; the seats had been
pushed about and the odour of flowers lingered。 They were large;
they were pretty; they contained objects of value; everything in
the picture told of a 〃good house。〃 At the end of five minutes a
servant came in with a request from the Master that he would join
him downstairs; upon which; descending; he followed his conductor
through a long passage to an apartment thrown out; in the rear of
the habitation; for the special requirements; as he guessed; of a
busy man of letters。
St。 George was in his shirt…sleeves in the middle of a large high
room … a room without windows; but with a wide skylight at the top;
that of a place of exhibition。 It was furnished as a library; and
the serried bookshelves rose to the ceiling; a surface of
incomparable tone produced by dimly…gilt 〃backs〃 interrupted here
and there by the suspension of old prints and drawings。 At the end
furthest from the door of admission was a tall desk; of great
extent; at which the person using it could write only in the erect
posture of a clerk in a counting…house; and stretched from the
entrance to this structure was a wide plain band of crimson cloth;
as straight as a garden…path and almost as long; where; in his
mind's eye; Paul at once beheld the Master pace to and fro during
vexed hours … hours; that is; of admirable composition。 The
servant gave him a coat; an old jacket with a hang of experience;
from a cupboard in the wall; retiring afterwards with the garment
he had taken off。 Paul Overt welcomed the coat; it was a coat for
talk; it promised confidences … having visibly received so many …
and had tragic literary elbows。 〃Ah we're practical … we're
practical!〃 St。 George said as he saw his visitor look the place
over。 〃Isn't it a good big cage for going round and round? My
wife invented it and she locks me up here every morning。〃
Our young man breathed … by way of tribute … with a certain
oppression。 〃You don't miss a window … a place to look out?〃
〃I did at first awfully; but her calculation was just。 It saves
time; it has saved me many months in these ten years。 Here I
stand; under the eye of day … in London of course; very often; it's
rather a bleared old eye … walled in to my trade。 I can't get away
… so the room's a fine lesson in concentration。 I've learnt the
lesson; I think; look at that big bundle of proof and acknowledge
it。〃 He pointed to a fat roll of papers; on one of the tables;
which had not been undone。
〃Are you bringing out another …?〃 Paul asked in a tone the fond
deficiencies of which he didn't recognise till his companion burst
out laughing; and indeed scarce even then。
〃You humbug; you humbug!〃 … St。 George appeared to enjoy caressing
him; as it were; with that opprobrium。 〃Don't I know what you
think of them?〃 he asked; standing there with his hands in his
pockets and with a new kind of smile。 It was as if he were going
to let his young votary see him all now。
〃Upon my word in that case you know more than I do!〃 the latter
ventured to respond; revealing a part of the torment of being able
neither clearly to esteem nor distinctly to renounce him。
〃My dear fellow;〃 said the more and more interesting Master; 〃don't
imagine I talk about my books specifically; they're not a decent
subject … il ne manquerait plus que ca! I'm not so bad as you may
apprehend! About myself; yes; a little; if you like; though it
wasn't for that I brought you down here。 I want to ask you
something … very much indeed; I value this chance。 Therefore sit
down。 We're practical; but there IS a sofa; you see … for she does
humour my poor bones so far。 Like all really great administrators
and disciplinarians she knows when wisely to relax。〃 Paul sank
into the corner of a deep leathern couch; but his friend remained
standing and explanatory。 〃If you don't mind; in this room; this
is my habit。 From the door to the desk and from the desk to the
door。 That shakes up my imagination gently; and don't you see what
a good thing it is that there's no window for her to fly out of?
The eternal standing as I write (I stop at that bureau and put it
down; when anything comes; and so we go on) was rather wearisome at
first; but we adopted it with an eye to the long run; you're in
better order … if your legs don't break down! … and you can keep it
up for more years。 Oh we're practical … we're practical!〃 St。
George repeated; going to the table and taking up all mechanically
the bundle of proofs。 But; pulling off the wrapper; he had a
change of attention that appealed afresh to our hero。 He lost
himself a moment; examining the sheets of his new book; while the
younger man's eyes wandered over the room again。
〃Lord; what good things I should do if I had such a charming place
as this to do them in!〃 Paul reflected。 The outer world; the world
of accident and ugliness; was so successfully excluded; and within
the rich protecting square; beneath the patronising sky; the dream…
figures; the summoned company; could hold their particular revel。
It was a fond prevision of Overt's rather than an observation on
actual data; for which occasions had been too few; that the Master
thus more closely viewed would have the quality; the charming gift;
of flashing out; all surprisingly; in personal intercourse and at
moments of suspended or perhaps even of diminished expectation。 A
happy relation with him would be a thing proceeding by jumps; not
by traceable stages。
〃Do you read them … really?〃 he asked; laying down the proofs on
Paul's enquiring of him how soon the work would be published。 And
when the young man answered 〃Oh yes; always;〃 he was moved to mirth
again by something he caught in his manner of saying that。 〃You go
to see your grandmother on her birthday … and very proper it is;
especially as she won't last for ever。 She has lost every faculty
and every sense; she neither sees; nor hears; nor speaks; but all
customary pieties and kindly habits are respectable。 Only you're
strong if you DO read 'em! I couldn't; my dear fellow。 You are
strong; I know; and that's just a part of what I wanted to say to
you。 You're very strong indeed。 I've been going into your other
things … they've interested me immensely。 Some one ought to have
told me about them before … some one I could believe。 But whom can
one believe? You're wonderfully on the right road … it's awfully
decent work。 Now do you mean to keep it up? … that's what I want
to ask you。〃
〃Do I mean to do others?〃 Paul asked; looking up from his sofa at
his erect inquisitor and feeling partly like a happy little boy
when the school…master is gay; and partly like some pilgrim of old
who might have consulted a world…famous oracle。 St。 George's own
performance had been infirm; but as an adviser he would be
infallible。
〃Others … others? Ah the number won't matter; one other would do;
if it were really a further step … a throb of the same effort。
What I mean is have you it in your heart to go in for some sort of
decent perfection?〃
〃Ah decency; ah perfection …!〃 the young man sin