TONO-BUNGAY

第27章

IsawamancomechargingoutofPalaceYard——thepolicemantouchedhishelmettohim——withahatandabearingastonishinglylikemyuncle’s。Afterall,——didn’tCracknellhimselfsitintheHouse?

Tono-BungayshoutedatmefromahoardingnearAdelphiTerrace;I

sawitafaroffnearCarfaxStreet;itcriedoutagainuponmeinKensingtonHighStreet,andburstintoaperfectclamour;sixorseventimesIsawitasIdrewnearmydiggings。Itcertainlyhadanairofbeingsomethingmorethanadream。

Yes,Ithoughtitover——thoroughlyenough。Traderulestheworld。Wealthratherthantrade!Thethingwastrue,andtruetoowasmyuncle’spropositionthatthequickestwaytogetwealthistosellthecheapestthingpossibleinthedearestbottle。Hewasfrightfullyrightafterall。Pecunnianonolet,——aRomanemperorsaidthat。PerhapsmygreatheroesinPlutarchwerenomorethansuchmen,finenowonlybecausetheyaredistant;perhapsafterallthisSocialismtowhichIhadbeendrawnwasonlyafoolishdream,onlythemorefoolishbecauseallitspromiseswereconditionallytrue。Morrisandtheseothersplayedwithitwittingly;itgaveazest,atouchofsubstance,totheiraestheticpleasures。Neverwouldtherebegoodfaithenoughtobringsuchthingsabout。Theyknewit;everyone,exceptafewyoungfools,knewit。AsIcrossedthecornerofSt。James’sParkwrappedinthought,Idodgedbackjustintimetoescapeaprancingpairofgreys。Astout,common-lookingwoman,verymagnificentlydressed,regardedmefromthecarriagewithascornfuleye。“Nodoubt。”thoughtI,“apill-vendor’swife。”

Runningthroughallmythoughts,surgingoutlikearefrain,wasmyuncle’smaster-stroke,hisadmirabletouchofpraise:“Makeitallslick——andthenmakeitgoWoosh。Iknowyoucan!Oh!I

KNOWyoucan!”

Ewartasamoralinfluencewasunsatisfactory。Ihadmadeupmymindtoputthewholethingbeforehim,partlytoseehowhetookit,andpartlytohearhowitsoundedwhenitwassaid。IaskedhimtocomeandeatwithmeinanItalianplacenearPantonStreetwhereonecouldgetacurious,interesting,gluttingsortofdinnerforeighteen-pence。Hecamewithadisconcertingblack-eyethathewouldn’texplain。“Notsomuchablack-eye。”

hesaid,“astheaftermathofapurplepatch。What’syourdifficulty?”

“I’lltellyouwiththesalad。”Isaid。

ButasamatteroffactIdidn’ttellhim。IthrewoutthatI

wasdoubtfulwhetherIoughttogointotrade,orsticktoteachinginviewofmydeepeningsocialistproclivities;andhe,warmingwiththeunaccustomedgenerosityofasixteen-pennyChianti,ranonfromthatwi

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