"Ah, surely!" cried several, "Tha'z not all?"
Mme. De l'Isle appealed to her husband: "Even two, three hun'red mile', that din'n' bring the line of Canada, I think."
"No, but, I suppose, of the Ohio."
"And that undergroun' railway!" said Scipion.
"Yes," Mme. Alexandre agreed, "but that story remain' unfinizh' whiles that uncle of Mr. Chezter couldn' return at his home."
"Not even his State," ventured mademoiselle.
"But he did," Chester said; "he came back."
"I believe they did, each the other. I never quite understood the hints I got of it, till now. I know that six months in bed with a back full of somebody's buckshot saved my uncle's life."
"From lynching! That also muz' be insert'!"
Chester thought not. "No, centre the interest in the runaway3 family, as in mademoiselle's 'Clock in the Sky.'" And so all agreed.
A second time he walked home with mademoiselle, under the same lenient4 escort as before. One thus occupied, by moonlight, can moralize as he cannot with any larger number. "It's hard enough at best," he said, "for us, in our pride of race, to sympathize--seriously--in the joys, the hopes, the sufferings of souls under dark skins yet as human as ours if not as white."
"Yes, 'tis true. Only one man, Mr. Chester, I ever knew, myself, who did that."
"Your father?"
"Yes, my dear father."
"Will you not some day tell me his story?"
"Mr. Castanado will tell you it. Any of those will tell you."
"I can't question them about you, and besides----"
"Well, here is my gate. 'And besides--' what?"
"Besides, why can't you tell me?"
"Ah, I'll do that--'some day,' as you say."
The gate-key went into the lock.
"But, mademoiselle, our 'Clock in the Sky'--our 'Angel of the Lord'--shan't we join them?"
"Ah, they are already one, but you have yet to hear that first manuscript, and that is so very separate--as you will see."
"Isn't it also a story of dark skins?"
"Ah, but barely at all of souls under them; those souls we find it so hard to remember."
"Chère fille"--M. De l'Isle had come up, with Mme. Alexandre--"the three will go gran'ly together! Not I al-lone perceive that, but Scipion also--Castanado--Dubroca. Mr. Chester, my dear sir, the pewblication of that book going to be heard roun' the worl'! Tha'z going produse an epoch5, that book; yet same time--a bes'-seller!"
Mademoiselle beamed. "Does Mr. Chester think 'twill be that? A best-seller?"
"Hah!" monsieur cried, "those cunning pewblisher'! they pref-er not to tell."
"Some poetry," Chester continued, urged by mademoiselle's eyes, "doesn't pay the poets over a few thousand a year--per volume; while some novels pay their authors--well--fortunes."
"That they go," madame broke in, "and buy some palaces in Italie! And tha'z but the biginning; you have not count' the dramatization--hundreds the week! and those movie'--the same! and those tranzlation'!"
"Well, I think we will be satisfied, Mr. Chester, with the tenth of that, eh?"
Chester's reply was drowned in monsieur's: "No, my child! But nine-tenth' maybe, yes! No-no-no! if those pewblisher' find out you are satisfi' by one-tenth, one-tenth is all you'll ever see!"
"Ah," said mademoiselle to madame, "even the one-tenth I mustn't tell to my aunts. They wouldn't sleep to-night. And myself--'publication, dramatization, movies, translation'--I believe I'll lie awake till daylight, making that into a song--a hymn7!"
A wonderful sight she was, pausing in the open gate, with the little high-fenced garden at her back, a street-lamp lighting8 her face. Chester harked back to that first manuscript. It "ought not to wait another week," he declared.
"No," monsieur said, "and since we all have read that egcept only you."
Chester looked to mademoiselle: "Then I suppose I might read it with the Castanados alone."
"No," madame put in, "you see, you can't riturn at Castanado's immediately to-morrow or next day. That next day, tha'z Sunday, but you don't know if madame goin' to have the stren'th for that fati-gue. Yet same time you can't wait forever! And bisside', yo' Aunt Corinne, Aunt Yvonne--Mr. Chezter he's never have that lugsury to meet them, and that will be a very choice o'casion for Mr. Chezter to do that, if----"
"If he'll take the pains," the niece broke in, "to call Sunday afternoon. Then I'll have the manuscript back from Mr. Castanado and we'll read it to my Aunt Corinne and my Aunt Yvonne, all four together in the garden."
"Yes, yet not in this li'l' garden in the front, but in the large, far back from the house, in the h-arbor of 'oneysuckle and by the side of the li'l' lake, eh?" So prompted madame.
"Assuredly," said the smiling girl; "not in the front, where is no room for a place to sit down!"
Chester's acceptance was eager. Then once more the batten gate closed and the key grated between him and Aline--marvellous, marvellous Aline Chapdelaine.
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n.(车轮的)辐条;轮辐;破坏某人的计划;阻挠某人的行动 v.讲,谈(speak的过去式);说;演说;从某种观点来说 | |
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