the dwelling place of ligh-第78章
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seemed to be putting the words into her mouth; and she even smiled a
little; as she spoke。
〃You never can tell what factory girls do look like in these days;〃 she
observed mischievously。
〃That's so;〃 Mrs。 Brocklehurst agreed; 〃we are living in such
extraordinary times; everything topsy turvy。 I ought to have realized
it was stupid of meI know several factory girls in New York; I've been
to their meetings; I've had them at my houseshirtwaist strikers。〃
She assumed again the willowy; a position; her fingers clasped across her
knee; her eyes supplicatingly raised to Janet。 Then she reached out her
hand and touched the I。W。W。 button。 〃Do tell me all about the
Industrial Workers; and what they believe;〃 she pleaded。
〃Well;〃 said Janet; after a slight pause; 〃I'm afraid you won't like it
much。 Why do you want to know?〃
〃Because I'm so interestedespecially in the women of the movement。 I
feel for them so; I want to helpto do something; too。 Of course you're
a suffragist。〃
〃You mean; do I believe in votes for women? Yes; I suppose I do。〃
〃But you must;〃 declared Mrs。 Brocklehurst; still sweetly; but with
emphasis。 〃You wouldn't be working; you wouldn't be striking unless you
did。〃
〃I've never thought about it;〃 said Janet。
〃But how are you working girls ever going to raise wages unless you get
the vote? It's the only way men ever get anywherethe politicians
listen to them。〃 She produced from her bag a gold pencil and a tablet。
〃Mrs。 Ned Carfax is here from BostonI saw her for a moment at the hotel
she's been here investigating for nearly three days; she tells me。 I'll
have her send you suffrage literature at once; if you'll give me your
address。〃
〃You want a vote?〃 asked Janet; curiously; gazing at the pearl earrings。
〃Certainly I want one。〃
〃Why?〃
〃Why?〃 repeated Mrs。 Brocklehurst。
〃Yes。 You must have everything you want。〃
Even then the lady's sweet reasonableness did not desert her。 She smiled
winningly; displaying two small and even rows of teeth。
〃On principle; my dear。 For one reason; because I have such sympathy
with women who toil; and for another; I believe the time has come when
women must no longer be slaves; they must assert themselves; become
individuals; independent。〃
〃But you?〃 exclaimed Janet。
Mrs。 Brocklehurst continued to smile encouragingly; and murmured 〃Yes?〃
〃You are not a slave。〃
A delicate pink; like the inside of a conch shell; spread over Mrs。
Brocklehurst's cheeks。
〃We're all slaves;〃 she declared with a touch of passion。 〃It's hard for
you to realize; I know; about those of us who seem more fortunate than
our sisters。 But it's true。 The men give us jewels and automobiles and
clothes; but they refuse to give us what every real woman craves
liberty。〃
Janet had become genuinely interested。
〃But what kind of liberty?〃
〃Liberty to have a voice; to take part in the government of our country;
to help make the laws; especially those concerning working…women and
children; what they ought to be。〃
Here was altruism; truly! Here were words that should have inspired
Janet; yet she was silent。 Mrs。 Brocklehurst gazed at her solicitously。
〃What are you thinking?〃 she urgedand it was Janet's turn to flush。
〃I was just thinking that you seemed to have everything life has to give;
and yetand yet you're not happy。〃
〃Oh; I'm not unhappy;〃 protested the lady。 〃Why do you say that?〃
〃I don't know。 You; too; seem to be wanting something。〃
〃I want to be of use; to count;〃 said Mrs。 Brocklehurst;and Janet was
startled to hear from this woman's lips the very echo of her own desires。
Mrs。 Brocklehurst's feelings had become slightly complicated。 It is
perhaps too much to say that her complacency was shaken。 She was;
withal; a person of resolutionof resolution taking the form of
unswerving faith in herself; a faith persisting even when she was being
carried beyond her depth。 She had the kind of pertinacity that sever
admits being out of depth; the happy buoyancy that does not require to
feel the bottom under one's feet。 She floated in swift currents。 When
life became uncomfortable; she evaded it easily; and she evaded it now;
as she gazed at the calm but intent face of the girl in front of her; by
a characteristic inner refusal to admit that she had accidentally come in
contact with something baking。 Therefore she broke the silence。
〃Isn't that what you wantyou who are striking?〃 she asked。
〃I think we want the things that you've got;〃 said Janet。 A phrase one
of the orators had used came into her mind; 〃Enough money to live up to
American standards〃but she did not repeat it。 〃Enough money to be
free; to enjoy life; to have some leisure and amusement and luxury。〃 The
last three she took from the orator's mouth。
〃But surely;〃 exclaimed Mrs。 Brocklehurst; 〃surely you want more than
that!〃
Janet shook her head。
〃You asked me what we believed; the I。W。W。; the syndicalists; and I told
you you wouldn't like it。 Well; we believe in doing away with you; the
rich; and taking all you have for ourselves; the workers; the producers。
We believe you haven't any right to what you've got; that you've fooled
and cheated us out of it。 That's why we women don't care much about the
vote; I suppose; though I never thought of it。 We mean to go on striking
until we've got all that you've got。〃
〃But what will become of us?〃 said Mrs。 Brocklehurst。 〃You wouldn't do
away with all of us。! I admit there are many who don'tbut some do
sympathize with you; will help you get what you want; help you; perhaps;
to see things more clearly; to go about it lessruthlessly。〃
〃I've told you what we believe;〃 repeated Janet。
〃I'm so glad I came;〃 cried Mrs。 Brocklehurst。 〃It's most interesting!
I never knew what the syndicalists believed。 Why; it's like the French
Revolutiononly worse。 How are you going to get rid of us? cut our
heads off?〃
Janet could not refrain from smiling。
〃Let you starve; I suppose。〃
〃Really!〃 said Mrs。 Brocklehurst; and appeared to be trying to visualize
the process。 She was a true Athenian; she had discovered some new thing;
she valued discoveries more than all else in life; she collected them;
though she never used them save to discuss them with intellectuals at her
dinner parties。 〃Now you must let me come to Headquarters and get a
glimpse of some of the leadersof Antonelli; and I'm told there's a
fascinating man named Rowe。〃
〃Rolfe;〃 Janet corrected。
〃Rolfethat's it。〃 She glanced down at the diminutive watch; set with
diamonds; on her wrist; rose and addressed Insall。 〃Oh dear; I must be
going; I'm to lunch with Nina Carfax at one; and she's promised to tell
me a lot of things。 She's writing an article for Craven's Weekly all
about the strike and the suffering and injusticeshe says it's been
horribly misrepresented to the public; the mill owners have had it all
their own way。 I think what you're doing is splendid; Brooks; only〃
here she gave him an appealing; rather commiserating look〃only I do
wish you would take more interest inin underlying principles。〃
Insall smiled。
〃It's a question of brains。 You have to have brains to be a
sociologist;〃 he answered; as he held up for her the fur coat。 With a
gesture of gentle reproof she slipped into it; and turned to Janet。
〃You must let me see more of you; my dear;〃 she said。 〃I'm at the best
hotel; I can't remember the name; they're all so horriblebut I'll be
here until to…morrow afternoon。 I want to find out everything。 Come and
call on me。 You're quite the most interesting person I've met for a long
timeI don't think you realize how interesting you are。 Au revoir!〃
She did not seem to expect any reply; taking acquiescence for granted。
Glancing once more at the rows of children; who had devoured their meal
in an almost uncanny silence; she exclaimed; 〃The dears! I'm going to
send you a cheque; Brooks; even if you have been horrid to meyou always
are。〃
〃Horrid!〃 repeated Insall; 〃put it down to ignorance。〃
He accompanied her down the stairs。 From her willowy walk a
sophisticated observer would have hazarded the guess that her searc