Colonel Worth crumpled2 the morning paper with a gesture of rage and walked to the window.
Elena followed softly and laid her hand on his arm.
"What is it, Guardie? I thought you were supremely3 happy this morning over the news that Dewey has smashed the Spanish fleet?"
"And so I am, little girl," was the gentle reply, "or was until my eye fell on this call of the Socialists5 for a meeting to-night to denounce the war—denounce the men who are dying for the flag. Read their summons."
He opened the crumpled sheet and pointed7 to its head lines:
"Down with the Stars and Stripes—up with the Red Flag of Revolution—the symbol of universal human brotherhood8! Come and bring your friends. A big surprise for all!" The Colonel's jaws9 snapped suddenly.
[4]"I'd like to give them the surprise they need to-night."
"What?" Elena asked.
"A serenade."
"A serenade?"
"Yes, with Mauser rifles and Gatling guns. I'd mow10 them down as I would a herd11 of wild beasts loose in the streets of San Francisco."
"Merely for a difference of opinion, Governor?" lazily broke in a voice from the depths of a heavy armchair.
"If you want to put it so, Norman, yes. Opinions, my boy, are the essence of life—they may lead to heaven or hell. Opinions make cowards or heroes, patriots12 or traitors13, criminals or saints."
"But you believe in free speech?" persisted the boy.
"Yes. And that's more than any Socialist4 can say. I don't deny their right to speak their message. What I can't understand is how the people who have been hounded from the tyrant14-ridden countries of the old world and found shelter and protection beneath our flag should turn thus to curse the hand that shields them."
"But if they propose to give you a better flag, Governor?" drawled the lazy voice. "Why not consider?"
"Look, Elena! Did the sun ever shine on [5]anything more beautiful? See it fluttering from a thousand house-tops—the proud emblem15 of human freedom and human progress! Dewey has lifted it this morning on the foulest16 slave-pen of the Orient—the flag that has never met defeat. The one big faith in me is the belief that Almighty17 God inspired our fathers to build this Republic—the noblest dream yet conceived by the mind of man. Dewey has sunk a tyrant fleet and conquered an empire of slaves without the loss of a single man. The God of our fathers was with him. We have a message for the swarming19 millions of the East——"
"Pardon the interruption, Governor, but I must hold the mirror up to nature just a moment—your portrait sketched20 by the poet-laureate of the English-speaking world. He speaks of the American:
"Enslaved, illogical, elate. He greets the embarrassed gods, nor fears To shake the iron hand of Fate Or match with Destiny for beers.
"Lo! imperturbable22 he rules, Unkempt, disreputable, vast— And in the teeth of all the schools I—I shall save him at the last!"
The Colonel smiled.
"How do you like the picture?"
[6]"Not bad for an Englishman, Norman. You know we licked England twice——"
"And we kin21 do it again, b' gosh, can't we?" blustered23 the younger man with mock heroics.
"You can bet we can, my son!" continued the Colonel, quietly. "The roar of Dewey's guns are echoing round the world this morning. The lesson will not be lost. You will observe that even your English poet foresees at last our salvation24.
"'And in the teeth of all the schools I—I shall save him at the last!'"
"Even in spite of the Socialists?" queried25 the boy, with a grin.
"In spite of every foe—even those within our own household. War is the searchlight of history, the great revealer of national life, of hidden strength and unexpected weakness. I saw it in the Civil conflict—I've seen it in this little struggle——"
"Then you do acknowledge it's not the greatest struggle in history—that's something to be thankful for in these days of patriotism26," exclaimed Norman, rising and stretching himself before the open fire while he winked27 mischievously28 at Elena.
"It's big enough, my boy, to show us the truth [7]about our nation. Our old problems are no longer real. The union our fathers dreamed has come at last. We are one people—one out of many—and we can whip Spain before breakfast——"
"With one hand tied behind our back!" laughed the boy.
"Yes, and blindfolded29. It will be easy. But the next serious job will be to bury a half million deluded30 fools in this country who call themselves Socialists."
The Colonel paused and a look of foreboding clouded his face as he gazed from the window of his house on Nob Hill over the city of San Francisco, which he loved with a devotion second only to his passionate32 enthusiasm for the union.
Elena sat watching him in silent sympathy. He was the one perfect man of her life dreams, the biggest, strongest, tenderest soul she had ever known. Since the day she crept into his arms a lonely little orphan33 ten years old she had worshipped him as father, mother, guardian34, lover, friend—all in one. She had accepted Norman's love and promised to be his wife more to please his father than from any overwhelming passion for the handsome, lazy young athlete. It had come about as a matter of course because Colonel Worth wished it.
[8]The Colonel turned from the window, and his eyes rested on Elena's upturned face.
"It will be bloody35 work—but we've got to do it——"
Elena sprang to her feet with a start and a laugh.
"Do what, Guardie? I forgot what you were talking about."
"Then don't worry your pretty head about it, dear. It's a job we men will look after in due time."
He stooped and kissed her forehead. "By-by until to-night—I'll drop down to the club and hear the latest from the front."
With the firm, swinging stride of a man who lives in the open the Colonel passed through the door of the library.
"Norman, I can't realize that you two are father and son—he looks more like your brother."
"At least my older brother——"
"Yes, of course, but you would never take him for a man of forty-eight. I like the touch of gray in his hair. It means dignity, strength, experience. I've always hated sap-headed youngsters."
"Say, Elena, for heaven's sake, who are you in love with anyhow—with me or the Governor?"
A smile flickered36 around the corners of the girl's eyes and mouth before she slowly answered:
"I sometimes think I really love you both, [9]Norman—but there are times when I have doubts about you."
"Thanks. I suppose I must be duly grateful for small favours, or else resign myself to call you 'Mother.'"
"Would such a fate be intolerable?"
Elena drew her magnificent figure to its full height and looked into the young athlete's face with laughing audacity37.
"By George, Elena, if I'm honest with you, I'd have to say no. You are tall, stately, dignified38, beautiful from the crown of your black hair to the tip of your dainty toe—the most stunning-looking woman I ever saw. I never think of you as a girl just out of school. You always remind me of a glorious royal figure in some old romance of the Middle Ages——"
"Now I'm sure I love you, Norman—for the moment at least."
"Then promise to go with me on a lark39 to-night," he suddenly cried.
"A lark?"
Elena's gray-blue eyes danced beneath their black lashes40.
"Yes, a real lark, daring, adventurous41, dangerous, audacious."
"What is it—what is it? Tell me quick."
[10]The girl seized Norman's arm with eager, childish glee.
"Let's go to that Socialist meeting and beard the lion in his den6."
Elena drew back.
"No. Guardie will be furious!"
"Ah, who's afraid? Guardie be hanged!"
"Go by yourself."
"No, you've got to go with me."
"I won't do it. You just want to worry your father and then hide behind my skirts."
"You can see yourself that's the easiest way to manage it. If he has a fit, I can just say that your curiosity was excited and I had to go with you."
"But it's not excited."
"For the purposes of the lark I tell you that it is excited. There's too much patriotism in the air. It's giving me nervous prostration42. I want something to brace43 me up. I think those fellows can give me some good points to tease the Governor with."
"Tease the Governor! You flatter yourself, Norman. He doesn't pay any more attention to your talk than he would to the bark of a six weeks' old puppy."
"That's what riles me. The Governor's so cocksure of himself. I don't know how to answer [11]him, but I know he's wrong. The fury with which he hates the Socialists rouses my curiosity. I've always found that the good things in life are forbidden. All respectable people are positively44 forbidden to attend a Socialist—traitors'—meeting. For that reason let's go."
"No."
"Ah, come on. Don't be a chump. Be a sport!"
"I'd like the lark, but I won't hurt Guardie's feelings; so that's the end of it."
"Going to be a surprise, they say."
"What kind of a surprise?"
"Going to spring a big sensation."
Elena's eyes began to dance again.
"The woman called the Scarlet45 Nun46 is going to speak, and Herman Wolf, the famous 'blond beast' of Socialism, will preside. They are mates—affinities."
"Married?"
"God knows. A hundred weird47 stories about them circulate in the under-world."
"I won't go! Don't you say another word!" Elena snapped.
Norman was silent.
"Are you sure it would be perfectly48 safe, Norman?" the girl softly asked.
[12]"Perfectly. I know every inch of that quarter of the city—went there a hundred times the year I was a reporter."
"I won't go!"
"It's the wickedest street in town. They say it's the worst block in America."
"I don't want to see it." Elena laughed.
"And the hall is a famous red-light dancing dive in the heart of Hell's Half Acre."
"Hush49! Hush! I tell you I won't—I won't go! But—but if I do—you promise to hold my hand every minute, Norman?"
"And keep my arm around your waist, if you like."
Elena's cheeks flushed and her voice quivered with excitement as she paused in the doorway50.
"I'll be ready in twenty minutes after dinner."
"Bully51 for my chum! I'll tell the Governor we've gone for a stroll."
As the shadows slowly fell over the city, Norman led Elena down the marble steps of his father's palatial52 home and paused for a moment on the edge of the hill on which were perched the seats of the mighty18. Elena fumbled53 with a new glove.
"Are you ready to descend54 with me to the depths, my princess in disguise?" he gaily55 asked.
[13]"Did you ever know me to flunk56 when I gave my word?"
"No, you're a brick, Elena."
Norman seized her arm and strode down the steep hillside with sure, firm step, the girl accompanying his every movement with responsive joy.
"You're awfully57 wicked to get me into a scrape of this kind, Norman," she cried, with bantering59 laughter. "You know I was dying to go slumming, and Guardie wouldn't let me. It's awfully mean of you to take advantage of me like this."
He stopped suddenly and looked gravely into her flushed face.
"Let's go back, then."
"No! I won't."
Norman broke into a laugh. "Then away with vain regrets! And remember the fate of Lot's wife."
Elena pressed his hand close to her side and whispered:
"You are with me. The big handsome captain of last year's football team. Very young and very vain and very foolish and very lazy—but I do think you'd stand by me in a scrap58, Norman. Wouldn't you?"
"Well, I rather think!" was the deep answer, half whispered, as they suddenly turned [14]a corner and plunged60 into the red-light district. His strong hand gripped her wrist with unusual tenderness.
"So who's afraid?" she cried, looking up into his face just as a drunken blear-eyed woman staggered through an open door and lurched against her.
A low scream of terror came from Elena as she sprang back, and the woman's head struck the pavement with a dull whack61. Norman bent62 over her and started to lift the heavy figure, when her fist suddenly shot into his face.
"Go ter hell—I can take care o' myself!"
"Evidently," he laughed.
Elena's hand suddenly gripped his.
"Let's go back, Norman."
"Nonsense—who's afraid?"
"I am. I don't mind saying it. This is more than I bargained for."
The woman scrambled63 to her feet and limped back into the doorway.
Elena shivered. "I didn't know such women lived on this earth."
"To say nothing of living but a stone's throw from your own door," he continued.
"Let's go back," she pleaded.
"No. A thing like this is merely one more reason why we should keep on. This only [15]shows that the world we live in isn't quite perfect, as the Governor seems to think. These Socialists may be right after all. Now that we've started let's hear their side of it. Come on! Don't be a quitter!"
Norman seized her arm and hurried through the swiftly moving throng64 of the under-world—gambling touts65, thieves, cut-throats, pick-pockets, opium66 fiends, drunkards, thugs, carousing67 miners, and sailors—but above all, everywhere, omnipresent, the abandoned woman—painted, bedizened, lurching through the streets, hanging in doorways68, clinging to men on the sidewalks, beckoning69 from windows, singing vulgar songs on crude platforms among throngs70 of half-drunken men, whirling past doors and windows in dance-halls, their cracked voices shrill71 and rasping above the din31 of cheap music.
Elena stopped suddenly and clung heavily to Norman's arm.
"Please, Norman, let's go back. I can't endure this."
"And you're my chum that never flunked72 when she gave her word?" he asked with scorn. "We are only a few feet from the hall now."
"Where is it?"
"Right there in the middle of the block [16]where you see that sign with the blazing red torch."
"Come on, then," Elena said, with a shudder73.
They walked quickly through the long, dimly lighted passage to the entrance of the hall. It was densely74 packed with a crowd of five hundred. Elena closed her eyes and allowed Norman to lead her through the mob that blocked the space inside the door. At the entrance to the centre aisle75 he encountered an usher76 who stared with bulging77 eyes at his towering figure. Norman leaned close and whispered:
"My boy, can you possibly get us two seats?"
"Can I git de captain er de football team two seats? Well, des watch me!"
The boy darted78 up the aisle, dived under the platform, drew out two folding-chairs, placed them in the aisle on the front row, darted back, and bowed with grave courtesy.
"Dis way, sir!"
Norman followed with Elena clinging timidly and blindly to his arm. In a moment they were seated. He offered the boy a dollar.
The youngster bowed again.
"De honour is all mine, sir. But you can give it to the Cause when they pass the box."
Norman turned to Elena. "Well, doesn't that [17]jar you? A sixteen-year-old boy declines a tip, and says give it to the Cause!"
The boy darted up the steps of the platform and whispered to the chairman:
"Git on to his curves! Dat's de captain o' de football—de bloke dat's worth millions, an' don't give a doggone!"
A woman dressed in deep red who sat beside the chairman leaned close and asked with quiet intensity79:
"You mean young Worth, the millionaire of Nob Hill?"
"Bet yer life! Dat's him!"
The woman in red whispered to the chairman, who nodded, while his keen gray eyes flashed a ray of light from his heavy brows as he turned toward Norman.
The woman wheeled suddenly in her chair, and with her back to the audience bent over a girl who was evidently hiding behind her.
"Outdo yourself to-night, Barbara. Young Norman Worth, the son of our multi-millionaire nabob, is sitting in the aisle just in front of you. Win him for the Cause and I'll give you the half of our kingdom."
"How can I know him?" the girl asked excitedly.
"He's not ten feet from the platform in the [18]centre aisle—front row—clean shaven—a young giant of twenty-three—the handsomest man in the house. Put your soul and your body in every word you utter, every breath you breathe—and win him!"
"I'll try," was the low reply.
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v.战粟,震动,剧烈地摇晃;n.战粟,抖动 | |
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74 densely | |
ad.密集地;浓厚地 | |
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75 aisle | |
n.(教堂、教室、戏院等里的)过道,通道 | |
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76 usher | |
n.带位员,招待员;vt.引导,护送;vi.做招待,担任引座员 | |
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77 bulging | |
膨胀; 凸出(部); 打气; 折皱 | |
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78 darted | |
v.投掷,投射( dart的过去式和过去分词 );向前冲,飞奔 | |
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n.强烈,剧烈;强度;烈度 | |
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