dream days-第9章
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take back their word。 For them there are so many compensations。
Life lies at their feet; a party…coloured india…rubber ball; they
may kick it this way or kick it that; it turns up blue; yellow;
or green; but always coloured and glistening。 Thus one sees it
happen almost every day; and; with a jest and a laugh; the thing
is over; and the disappointed one turns to fresh pleasure; lying
ready to his hand。 But with those who are below them; whose
little globe is swayed by them; who rush to build star…pointing
alhambras on their most casual word; they really ought to be more
careful。
In this case of the circus; for instance; it was not as if we had
led up to the subject。 It was they who began it entirely
prompted thereto by the local newspaper。 〃What; a circus!〃 said
they; in their irritating; casual way: 〃that would be nice to
take the children to。 Wednesday would be a good day。 Suppose we
go on Wednesday。 Oh; and pleats are being worn again; with rows
of deep braid;〃 etc。
What the others thought I know not; what they said; if they said
anything; I did not comprehend。 For me the house was bursting;
walls seemed to cramp and to stifle; the roof was jumping and
lifting。 Escape was the imperative thingto escape into the
open air; to shake off bricks and mortar; and to wander in the
unfrequented places of the earth; the more properly to take in
the passion and the promise of the giddy situation。
Nature seemed prim and staid that day and the globe gave no
hint that it was flying round a circus ring of its own。 Could
they really be true; I wondered; all those bewildering things I
had heard tell of circuses? Did long…tailed ponies really walk
on their hind…legs and fire off pistols? Was it humanly possible
for clowns to perform one…half of the bewitching drolleries
recorded in history? And how; oh; how dare I venture to believe
that; from off the backs of creamy Arab steeds; ladies of more
than earthly beauty discharged themselves through paper hoops?
No; it was not altogether possible; there must have been some
exaggeration。 Still; I would be content with very little; I
would take a low percentagea very small proportion of the
circus myth would more than satisfy me。 But again; even
supposing that history were; once in a way; no liar; could it be
that I myself was really fated to look upon this thing in the
flesh and to live through it; to survive the rapture? No; it was
altogether too much。 Something was bound to happen; one of us
would develop measles; the world would blow up with a loud
explosion。 I must not dare; I must not presume; to entertain the
smallest hope。 I must endeavour sternly to think of something
else。
Needless to say; I thought; I dreamed of nothing else; day or
night。 Waking; I walked arm…in…arm with a clown; and cracked a
portentous whip to the brave music of a band。 Sleeping; I
pursuedperched astride of a coal…black horsea princess all
gauze and spangles; who always managed to keep just one
unattainable length ahead。 In the early morning Harold and I;
once fully awake; cross…examined each other as to the
possibilities of this or that circus tradition; and exhausted the
lore long ere the first housemaid was stirring。 In this
state of exaltation we slipped onward to what promised to be a
day of all white dayswhich brings me right back to my text;
that grown…up people really ought to be more careful。
I had known it could never really be; I had said so to myself a
dozen times。 The vision was too sweetly ethereal for embodiment。
Yet the pang of the disillusionment was none the less keen and
sickening; and the pain was as that of a corporeal wound。 It
seemed strange and foreboding; when we entered the breakfast…
room; not to find everybody cracking whips; jumping over chairs;
and whooping。 In ecstatic rehearsal of the wild reality to come。
The situation became grim and pallid indeed; when I caught the
expressions 〃garden…party〃 and 〃my mauve tulle;〃 and realized
that they both referred to that very afternoon。 And every
minute; as I sat silent and listened; my heart sank lower and
lower; descending relentlessly like a clock…weight into my boot
soles。
Throughout my agony I never dreamed of resorting to a direct
question; much less a reproach。 Even during the period of joyful
anticipation some fear of breaking the spell had kept me from any
bald circus talk in the presence of them。 But Harold; who was
built in quite another way; so soon as he discerned the drift of
their conversation and heard the knell of all his hopes; filled
the room with wail and clamour of bereavement。 The grinning
welkin rang with 〃Circus!〃 〃Circus!〃 shook the window…panes; the
mocking walls re…echoed 〃Circus!〃 Circus he would have; and the
whole circus; and nothing but the circus。 No compromise for him;
no evasions; no fallacious; unsecured promises to pay。 He
had drawn his cheque on the Bank of Expectation; and it had
got to be cashed then and there; else he would yell; and yell
himself into a fit; and come out of it and yell again。 Yelling
should be his profession; his art; his mission; his career。 He
was qualified; he was resolute; and he was in no hurry to retire
from the business。
The noisy ones of the world; if they do not always shout
themselves into the imperial purple; are sure at least of
receiving attention。 If they cannot sell everything at their own
price; one thingsilencemust; at any cost; be purchased of
them。 Harold accordingly had to be consoled by the employment of
every specious fallacy and base…born trick known to those whose
doom it is to handle children。 For me their hollow cajolery had
no interest; I could pluck no consolation out of their bankrupt
though prodigal pledges I only waited till that hateful;
well…known 〃Some other time; dear!〃 told me that hope was finally
dead。 Then I left the room without any remark。 It made it
worseif anything couldto hear that stale; worn…out old
phrase; still supposed by those dullards to have some efficacy。
To nature; as usual; I drifted by instinct; and there; out of the
track of humanity; under a friendly hedge…row had my black hour
unseen。 The world was a globe no longer; space was no more
filled with whirling circuses of spheres。 That day the old
beliefs rose up and asserted themselves; and the earth was flat
againditch…riddled; stagnant; and deadly flat。 The undeviating
roads crawled straight and white; elms dressed themselves stiffly
along inflexible hedges; all nature; centrifugal no longer;
sprawled flatly in lines out to its farthest edge; and I felt
just like walking out to that terminus; and dropping quietly
off。 Then; as I sat there; morosely chewing bits of stick; the
recollection came back to me of certain fascinating
advertisements I had spelled out in the papersadvertisements of
great and happy men; owning big ships of tonnage running into
four figures; who yet craved; to the extent of public
supplication; for the sympathetic co…operation of youths as
apprentices。 I did not rightly know what apprentices might be;
nor whether I was yet big enough to be styled a youth; but one
thing seemed clear; that; by some such means as this; whatever
the intervening hardships; I could eventually visit all the
circuses of the worldthe circuses of merry France and gaudy
Spain; of Holland and Bohemia; of China and Peru。 Here was a
plan worth thinking out in all its bearings; for something had
presently to be done to end this intolerable state of things。
Mid…day; and even feeding…time; passed by gloomily enough; till a
small disturbance occurred which had the effect of releasing some
of the electricity with which the air was charged。 Harold; it
should be explained; was of a very different mental mould; and
never brooded; moped; nor ate his heart out over any
disappointment。 One wild outburstone dissolution of a minute
into h