"I'd love to, Chiquito, but I have a date with my boy friend." "Can't you shake him?"
"No, no, I don't," she said sadly, and I loved the way she said it. "Some other time I'll come by here," I said, and she said, "Any time, kid." Still I hung around, just to look at her, and had another cup of coffee. Her boy friend came in sullenly7 and wanted to know when she was off. She bustled9 around to close the place quick. I had to get out. I gave her a smile when I left. Things were going on as wild as ever outside, except that the fat burpers were getting drunker and whooping10 up louder. It was funny. There were Indian chiefs wander- ing around in big headdresses and really solemn among the flushed drunken faces. I saw Slim tottering11 along and joined him.
He said, "I just wrote a postcard to my Paw in Montana. You reckon you can find a mailbox and put it in?" It was a strange request; he gave me the postcard and tottered12 through the swinging doors of a saloon. I took the card, went to the box, and took a quick look at it.
"Dear Paw, I'll be home Wednesday. Everything's all right with me and I hope the same is with you. Richard." It gave me a different idea of him; how tenderly polite he was with his father. I went in the bar and joined him. We picked up two girls, a pretty young blonde and a fat brunette. They were dumb and sullen8, but we wanted to make them. We took them to a rickety nightclub that was already closing, and there I spent all but two dollars on Scotches13 for them and beer for us. I was getting drunk and didn't care; everything was fine. My whole being and purpose was pointed14 at the little blonde. I wanted to go in there with all my strength. I hugged her and wanted to tell her. The night- club closed and we all wandered out in the rickety dusty streets. I looked up at the sky; the pure, wonderful stars were still there, burn- ing. The girls wanted to go to the bus station, so we all went, but they apparently wanted to meet some sailor who was there waiting for them, a cousin of the fat girl's, and the sailor had friends with him. I said to the blonde, "What's up?" She said she wanted to go home, in Colorado just over the line south of Cheyenne. "I'll take you in a bus," I said.
"No, the bus stops on the highway and I have to walk across that damn prairie all by myself. I spend all afternoon looking at the damn thing and I don't aim to walk over it tonight."
"Ah, listen, we'll take a nice walk in the prairie flowers."
"There ain't no flowers there," she said. "I want to go to New York. I'm sick and tired of this. Ain't no place to go but Cheyenne and ain't nothin in Cheyenne."
"Ain't nothin in New York."
"Hell there ain't," she said with a curl of her lips.
The bus station was crowded to the doors. All kinds of people were waiting for buses or just standing15 around; there were a lot of In- dians, who watched everything with their stony16 eyes. The girl disen- gaged herself from my talk and joined the sailor and the others. Slim was dozing17 on a bench. I sat down. The floors of bus stations are the same all over the country, always covered with butts18 and spit and they give a feeling of sadness that only bus stations have. For a moment it was no different from being in Newark, except for the great hugeness outside that I loved so much. I rued19 the way I had broken up the purity of my entire trip, not saving every dime20, and dawdling21 and not really making time, fooling around with this sullen girl and spending all my money. It made me sick. I hadn't slept in so long I got too tired to curse and fuss and went off to sleep; I curled up on the seat with my canvas bag for a pillow, and slept till eight o'clock in the morning among the dreamy murmurs22 and noises of the station and of hundreds of people passing.
I woke up with a big headache. Slim was gone--to Montana, I guess. I went outside. And there in the blue air I saw for the first time, far off, the great snowy tops of the Rocky Mountains. I took a deep breath. I had to get to Denver at once. First I ate a breakfast, a modest one of toast and coffee and one egg, and then I cut out of town to the highway. The Wild West festival was still going on; there was a rodeo, and the whooping and jumping were about to start all over again. I left it behind me. I wanted to see my gang in Denver. I crossed a railroad overpass24 and reached a bunch of shacks25 where two highways forked off, both for Denver. I took the one nearest the mountains so I could look at them, and pointed myself that way. I got a ride right off from a young fellow from Connecticut who was driving around the country in his jalopy, painting; he was the son of an editor in the East. He talked and talked; I was sick from drinking and from the altitude. At one point I almost had to stick my head out the window. But by the time he let me off at Longmont, Colorado, I was feeling normal again and had even started telling him about the state of my own travels. He wished me luck.
It was beautiful in Longmont. Under a tremendous old tree was a bed of green lawn-grass belonging to a gas station. I asked the atten- dant if I could sleep there, and he said sure; so I stretched out a wool shirt, laid my face flat on it, with an elbow out, and with one eye cocked at the snowy Rockies in the hot sun for just a moment. I fell asleep for two delicious hours, the only discomfort26 being an occasional Colorado ant. And here I am in Colorado! I kept thinking gleefully. Damn! damn! damn! I'm making it! And after a refreshing27 sleep filled with cobwebby dreams of my past life in the East I got up, washed in the station men's room, and strode off, fit and slick as a fiddle28, and got me a rich thick milkshake at the road-house to put some freeze in my hot, tormented29 stomach.
Incidentally, a very beautiful Colorado gal shook me that cream; she was all smiles too; I was grateful, it made up for last night. I said to myself, Wow! What'll iDenveri be like! I got on that hot road, and off I went in a brand-new car driven by a Denver businessman of about thirty-five. He went seventy. I tingled30 all over; I counted minutes and subtracted miles. Just ahead, over the rolling wheatfields all gol- den23 beneath the distant snows of Estes, I'd be seeing old Denver at last. I pictured myself in a Denver bar that night, with all the gang, and in their eyes I would be strange and ragged31 and like the Prophet who has walked across the land to bring the dark Word, and the only Word I had was "Wow!" The man and I had a long, warm conversation about our respective schemes in life, and before I knew it we were going over the wholesale32 fruitmarkets outside Denver; there were smokestacks, smoke, railyards, red-brick buildings, and the distant downtown gray- stone buildings, and here I was in Denver. He let me off at Larimer Street. I stumbled along with the most wicked grin of joy in the world, among the old bums33 and beat cowboys of Larimer Street.
点击收听单词发音
1 squandered | |
v.(指钱,财产等)浪费,乱花( squander的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
2 doorways | |
n.门口,门道( doorway的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
3 glazed | |
adj.光滑的,像玻璃的;上过釉的;呆滞无神的v.装玻璃( glaze的过去式);上釉于,上光;(目光)变得呆滞无神 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
4 chili | |
n.辣椒 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
5 joint | |
adj.联合的,共同的;n.关节,接合处;v.连接,贴合 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
6 deserted | |
adj.荒芜的,荒废的,无人的,被遗弃的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
7 sullenly | |
不高兴地,绷着脸,忧郁地 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
8 sullen | |
adj.愠怒的,闷闷不乐的,(天气等)阴沉的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
9 bustled | |
闹哄哄地忙乱,奔忙( bustle的过去式和过去分词 ); 催促 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
10 whooping | |
发嗬嗬声的,发咳声的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
11 tottering | |
adj.蹒跚的,动摇的v.走得或动得不稳( totter的现在分词 );踉跄;蹒跚;摇摇欲坠 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
12 tottered | |
v.走得或动得不稳( totter的过去式和过去分词 );踉跄;蹒跚;摇摇欲坠 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
13 scotches | |
n.伤口,刻痕( scotch的名词复数 );阻止车轮滑动的木块v.阻止( scotch的第三人称单数 );制止(车轮)转动;弄伤;镇压 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
14 pointed | |
adj.尖的,直截了当的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
15 standing | |
n.持续,地位;adj.永久的,不动的,直立的,不流动的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
16 stony | |
adj.石头的,多石头的,冷酷的,无情的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
17 dozing | |
v.打瞌睡,假寐 n.瞌睡 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
18 butts | |
笑柄( butt的名词复数 ); (武器或工具的)粗大的一端; 屁股; 烟蒂 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
19 rued | |
v.对…感到后悔( rue的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
20 dime | |
n.(指美国、加拿大的钱币)一角 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
21 dawdling | |
adj.闲逛的,懒散的v.混(时间)( dawdle的现在分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
22 murmurs | |
n.低沉、连续而不清的声音( murmur的名词复数 );低语声;怨言;嘀咕 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
23 den | |
n.兽穴;秘密地方;安静的小房间,私室 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
24 overpass | |
n.天桥,立交桥 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
25 shacks | |
n.窝棚,简陋的小屋( shack的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
26 discomfort | |
n.不舒服,不安,难过,困难,不方便 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
27 refreshing | |
adj.使精神振作的,使人清爽的,使人喜欢的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
28 fiddle | |
n.小提琴;vi.拉提琴;不停拨弄,乱动 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
29 tormented | |
饱受折磨的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
30 tingled | |
v.有刺痛感( tingle的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
31 ragged | |
adj.衣衫褴褛的,粗糙的,刺耳的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
32 wholesale | |
n.批发;adv.以批发方式;vt.批发,成批出售 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
33 bums | |
n. 游荡者,流浪汉,懒鬼,闹饮,屁股 adj. 没有价值的,不灵光的,不合理的 vt. 令人失望,乞讨 vi. 混日子,以乞讨为生 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
欢迎访问英文小说网 |