Twelve Stories and a Dream

第27章

No!——don’tstarttalking,forgoodness’sake。“

TheywentoutintothedarknessofthegardenwiththetrunkstillbowingMr。Ledbetter’sshoulders。ThemanintheyachtingcostumewalkedinfrontwiththeGladstonebagandapistol;thencameMr。LedbetterlikeAtlas;Mr。Binghamfollowedwiththehat-box,coat,andrevolverasbefore。Thehousewasoneofthosethathavetheirgardensrightuptothecliff。Atthecliffwasasteepwoodenstairway,descendingtoabathingtentdimlyvisibleonthebeach。

Belowwasaboatpulledup,andasilentlittlemanwithablackfacestoodbesideit。“Afewmoments’explanation,“saidMr。Ledbetter;

“Icanassureyou——“Somebodykickedhim,andhesaidnomore。

Theymadehimwadetotheboat,carryingthetrunk,theypulledhimaboardbytheshouldersandhair,theycalledhimnobetternamethan“scoundrel“and“burglar“allthatnight。Buttheyspokeinundertonessothatthegeneralpublicwashappilyunawareofhisignominy。Theyhauledhimaboardayachtmannedbystrange,unsympatheticOrientals,andpartlytheythrusthimandpartlyhefelldownagangwayintoanoisome,darkplace,wherehewastoremainmanydays——howmanyhedoesnotknow,becausehelostcountamongotherthingswhenhewasseasick。Theyfedhimonbiscuitsandincomprehensiblewords;theygavehimwatertodrinkmixedwithunwished-forrum。Andtherewerecockroacheswheretheyputhim,nightanddaytherewerecockroaches,andinthenight-timetherewererats。TheOrientalsemptiedhispocketsandtookhiswatch——

butMr。Bingham,beingappealedto,tookthathimself。AndfiveorsixtimesthefiveLascars——iftheywereLascars——andtheChinamanandthenegrowhoconstitutedthecrew,fishedhimoutandtookhimafttoBinghamandhisfriendtoplaycribbageandeuchreandthree-

andedwhist,andtolistentotheirstoriesandboastingsinaninterestedmanner。

Thentheseprincipalswouldtalktohimasmentalktothosewhohavelivedalifeofcrime。Explanationstheywouldneverpermit,thoughtheymadeitabundantlycleartohimthathewastherummiestburglartheyhadeverseteyeson。Theysaidasmuchagainandagain。

Thefairmanwasofataciturndispositionandirascibleatplay;

butMr。Bingham,nowthattheevidentanxietyofhisdeparturefromEnglandwasassuaged,displayedaveinofgenialphilosophy。

Heenlargeduponthemysteryofspaceandtime,andquotedKantandHegel——or,atleast,hesaidhedid。SeveraltimesMr。Ledbettergotasfaras:“Mypositionunderyourbed,youknow——,“butthenhealwayshadtocut,orpassthewhisky,ordosomesuchinterveningthing。Afterhisthirdfailure,thefairmangotquitetolookforthisopening,andwheneverMr。Ledbetterbeganafterthat,hewouldroarwithlaughterandhithimviolentlyontheback。“Sameoldstart,sameoldstory;goodoldburglar!“thefair-hairedmanwouldsay。

SoMr。Ledbettersufferedformanydays,twentyperhaps;andoneeveninghewastaken,togetherwithsometinnedprovisions,overthesideandputashoreonarockylittleislandwithaspring。

Mr。Binghamcameintheboatwithhim,givinghimgoodadvicealltheway,andwavinghislastattemptsatanexplanationaside。

“IamreallyNOTaburglar,“saidMr。Ledbetter。

“Youneverwillbe,“saidMr。Bingha

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