第59章

类别:其他 作者:Clive Cussler (作者), Justin Sco字数:6284更新时间:18/12/22 09:08:35
AslongastheCurrencyLassescouldalldisappearunderfreshnames,itdidnotgreatlymatterifthebrigwerebought,oranysmalldiscrepanciesshouldbediscoveredinthewrecking。Theidentificationofoneoftheirnumberhadchangedallthat。ThesmallestscandalmustnowdirectattentiontothemovementsofNorris。ItwouldbeaskedhowhewhohadsailedinaschoonerfromSydney,hadturnedupsoshortlyafterinabrigoutofHongKong;andfromonequestiontoanotherallhisoriginalshipmateswereprettysuretobeinvolved。Hencearosenaturallytheideaofpreventingdanger,profitingbyCarthew’snew-foundwealth,andbuyingthebrigunderanalias;anditwasputinhandwithequalenergyandcaution。Carthewtooklodgingsaloneunderafalsename,pickedupBellairsatrandom,andcommissionedhimtobuythewreck。 “Whatfigure,ifyouplease?”thelawyerasked。 “Iwantitbought。”repliedCarthew。“Idon’tmindabouttheprice。” “Anypriceisnoprice。”saidBellairs。“Putanameuponit。” “Callittenthousandpoundsthen,ifyoulike!”saidCarthew。 Inthemeanwhile,thecaptainhadtowalkthestreets,appearintheconsulate,becross-examinedbyLloyd’sagent,bebadgeredabouthislostaccounts,signpaperswithhislefthand,andrepeathisliestoeveryskipperinSanFrancisco:notknowingatwhatmomenthemightrunintothearmsofsomeoldfriendwhoshouldhailhimbythenameofWicks,orsomenewenemywhoshouldbeinapositiontodenyhimthatofTrent。 Andthelatterincidentdidactuallybefallhim,butwastransformedbyhisstoutcountenanceintoanelementofstrength。Itwasintheconsulate(ofalluntowardplaces)thathesuddenlyheardabigvoiceinquiringforCaptainTrent。Heturnedwiththecustomarysinkingathisheart。 “YOUain’tCaptainTrent!”saidthestranger,fallingback。 “Why,what’sallthis?Theytellmeyou’repassingoffasCaptainTrent——CaptainJacobTrent——amanIknewsinceIwasthathigh。” “O,you’rethinkingofmyuncleashadthebankinCardiff。” repliedWicks,withdesperateaplomb。 “IdeclareIneverknewhehadanevvy!”saidthestranger。 “Well,youseehehas!”saysWicks。 “Andhowistheoldman?”askedtheother。 “Fitasafiddle。”answeredWicks,andwasopportunelysummonedbytheclerk。 Thisalertwastheonlyoneuntilthemorningofthesale,whenhewasoncemorealarmedbyhisinterviewwithJim;anditwaswithsomeanxietythatheattendedthesale,knowingonlythatCarthewwastoberepresented,butneitherwhowastorepresenthimnorwhatweretheinstructionsgiven。IsupposeCaptainWicksisagoodlife。Inspiteofhispersonalappearanceandhisownknownuneasiness,Isupposeheissecurefromapoplexy,oritmusthavestruckhimthereandthen,ashelookedonatthestagesofthatinsanesaleandsawtheoldbrigandhernotveryvaluablecargoknockeddownatlasttoatotalstrangerfortenthousandpounds。 IthadbeenagreedthathewastoavoidCarthew,andaboveallCarthew’slodging,sothatnoconnexionmightbetracedbetweenthecrewandthepseudonymouspurchaser。Butthehourforcautionwasgoneby,andhecaughtatramandmadeallspeedtoMissionStreet。 Carthewmethiminthedoor。 “Comeaway,comeawayfromhere。”saidCarthew;andwhentheywereclearofthehouse,“All’sup!”headded。 “O,you’veheardofthesale,then?”saidWicks。 “Thesale!”criedCarthew。“IdeclareIhadforgottenit。”Andhetoldofthevoiceinthetelephone,andthemaddeningquestion:“WhydidyouwanttobuytheFlyingScud?” Thiscircumstance,comingonthebackofthemonstrousimprobabilitiesofthesale,wasenoughtohaveshakenthereasonofImmanuelKant。Theearthseemedbandedtogethertodefeatthem;thestonesandtheboysonthestreetappearedtobeinpossessionoftheirguiltysecret。Flightwastheironethought。ThetreasureoftheCurrencyLasstheypackedinwaist-belts,expressedtheircheststoanimaginaryaddressinBritishColumbia,andleftSanFranciscothesameafternoon,bookedforLosAngeles。 ThenextdaytheypursuedtheirretreatbytheSouthernPacificroute,whichCarthewfollowedonhiswaytoEngland;buttheotherthreebranchedoffforMexico。 EPILOGUE: TOWILLH。LOW。 DEARLOW:Theotherday(atManihikiofallplaces)IhadthepleasuretomeetDodd。Wesatsometwohoursintheneat,little,toy-likechurch,setwithpewsafterthemannerofEurope,andinlaidwithmother-of-pearlinthestyle(Isuppose)oftheNewJerusalem。Thenatives,whoaredecidedlythemostattractiveinhabitantsofthisplanet,crowdedroundusinthepew,andfawneduponandpattedus;andhereitwasIputmyquestions,andDoddansweredme。 IfirstcarriedhimbacktothenightinBarbizonwhenCarthewtoldhisstory,andaskedhimwhatwasdoneaboutBellairs。Itseemedhehadputthemattertohisfriendatonce,andthatCarthewtookitwithaninimitablelightness。“He’spoor,andI’mrich。”hehadsaid。“Icanaffordtosmileathim。Igosomewhereelse,that’sall——somewherethat’sfarawayanddeartogetto。Persiawouldbefoundtoanswer,Ifancy。Noendofaplace,Persia。Whynotcomewithme?”AndtheyhadleftthenextafternoonforConstantinople,ontheirwaytoTeheran。 Oftheshyster,itisonlyknown(byanewspaperparagraph) thathereturnedsomehowtoSanFranciscoanddiedinthehospital。 “Nowthere’sanotherpoint。”saidI。“ThereyouareofftoPersiawithamillionaire,andrichyourself。HowcomeyouhereintheSouthSeas,runningatrader?” Hesaid,withasmile,thatIhadnotyetheardofJim’slastbankruptcy。“Iwasaboutcleanedoutoncemore。”hesaid; “andthenitwasthatCarthewhadthisschoonerbuilt,andputmeinassupercargo。It’shisyachtandit’smytrader;andasnearlyalltheexpensesgototheyacht,Idoprettywell。AsforJim,he’srightagain:oneofthebestbusinesses,theysay,intheWest,fruit,cereals,andrealestate;andhehasaTartarofapartnernow——Nares,noless。Nareswillkeephimstraight,Nareshasabighead。Theyhavetheircountry-placesnextdooratSaucelito,andIstayedwiththemtimeabout,thelasttimeI wasonthecoast。Jimhadapaperofhisown——Ithinkhehasanotionofbeingsenatoroneofthesedays——andhewantedmetothrowuptheschoonerandcomeandwritehiseditorials。HeholdsstrongviewsontheStateConstitution,andsodoesMamie。” “AndwhatbecameoftheotherthreeCurrencyLassesaftertheyleftCarthew?”Iinquired。 “Well,itseemstheyhadahugespreeinthecityofMexico。” saidDodd;“andthenHaddenandtheIrishmantookaturnatthegoldfieldsinVenezuela,andWickswentonalonetoValparaiso。There’saKirkupintheChileannavytothisday,I sawthenameinthepapersabouttheBalmacedawar。Haddensoonweariedofthemines,andImethimtheotherdayinSydney。ThelastnewshehadfromVenezuela,Machadbeenknockedoverinanattackonthegoldtrain。Sothere’sonlythethreeofthemleft,forAmaluscarcelycounts。HelivesonhisownlandinMaui,atthesideofHale-a-ka-la,wherehekeepsGoddedaal’scanary;andtheysayhestickstohisdollars,whichisawonderinaKanaka。Hehadaconsiderablepiletostartwith,fornotonlyHemstead’ssharebutCarthew’swasdividedequallyamongtheotherfour——Macbeingcounted。” “Whatdidthatmakeforhimaltogether?”Icouldnothelpasking,forIhadbeendivertedbythenumberofcalculationsinhisnarrative。 “Onehundredandtwenty-eightpoundsnineteenshillingsandelevenpencehalfpenny。”herepliedwithcomposure。“That’sleavingoutwhatlittlehewonatVanJohn。It’ssomethingforaKanaka,youknow。” Andaboutthattimewewereatlastobligedtoyieldtothesolicitationsofournativeadmirers,andgotothepastor’shousetodrinkgreencocoanuts。TheshipIwasinwassailingthesamenight,forDoddhadbeenbeforehandandgotalltheshellintheisland;andthoughhepressedmetodesertandreturnwithhimtoAuckland(whitherhewasnowboundtopickupCarthew)Iwasfirminmyrefusal。 Thetruthis,sinceIhavebeenmixedupwithHavensandDoddinthedesigntopublishthelatter’snarrative,IseemtofeelnowantforCarthew’ssociety。OfcourseIamwhollymoderninsentiment,andthinknothingmorenoblethantopublishpeople’sprivateaffairsatsomuchaline。Theylikeit,andiftheydon’t,theyoughtto。Butastillsmallvoicekeepstellingmetheywillnotlikeitalways,andperhapsnotalwaysstandit。 Memorybesidessuppliesmewiththefaceofapressman(inthesacredphrase)whoprovedaltogethertoomodernforoneofhisneighbours,andQuinuncitperitertenebricosumasitwere,marshallingusourway。Iaminnohasteto——nosproecedens—— bethatman’ssuccessor。Carthewhasarecordas“aclaneshot。”andforsomeyearsSamoawillbegoodenoughforme。 Weagreedtoseparate,accordingly;buthetookmeonboardinhisownboatwiththehard-woodfittings,andentertainedmeonthewaywithanaccountofhislatevisittoButaritari,whitherhehadgoneonanerrandforCarthew,toseehowTopeliuswasgettingalong,and,ifnecessary,togivehimahelpinghand。ButTopeliuswasingreatforce,andhadpatronisedand——well——out-manoeuvredhim。 “Carthewwillbepleased。”saidDodd;“forthere’snodoubttheyoppressedthemanabominablywhentheywereintheCurrencyLass。It’sdiamondcutdiamondnow。” This,Ithink,wasthemostofthenewsIgotfrommyfriendLoudon;andIhopeIwaswellinspired,andhaveputallthequestionstowhichyouwouldbecurioustohearananswer。 ButthereisonemorethatIdaresayyouareburningtoputtomyself;andthatis,whatyourownnameisdoinginthisplace,croppingup(asitwereuncalled-for)onthesternofourpoorship?IfyouwerenotborninArcadia,youlingerinfancyonitsmargin;yourthoughtsarebusiedwiththeflutesofantiquity,withdaffodils,andtheclassicpoplar,andthefootstepsofthenymphs,andtheelegantandmovingaridityofancientart。 Whydedicatetoyouataleofacastesomodern;——fullofdetailsofourbarbaricmannersandunstablemorals;——fulloftheneedandthelustofmoney,sothatthereisscarceapageinwhichthedollarsdonotjingle;——fulloftheunrestandmovementofourcentury,sothatthereaderishurriedfromplacetoplaceandseatosea,andthebookislessaromancethanapanorama——intheend,asblood-bespatteredasanepic? Well,youareamaninterestedinallproblemsofart,eventhemostvulgar;anditmayamuseyoutohearthegenesisandgrowthof_TheWrecker_。OnboardtheschoonerEquator,almostwithinsightoftheJohnstoneIslands(ifanybodyknowswheretheseare)andonamoonlitnightwhenitwasajoytobealive,theauthorswereamusedwithseveralstoriesofthesaleofwrecks。Thesubjecttemptedthem;andtheysatapartinthealley-waytodiscussitspossibilities。“Whatatangleitwouldmake。”suggestedone,“ifthewrongcrewwereaboard。Buthowtogetthewrongcrewthere?”——“Ihaveit!”criedtheother; “theso-and-soaffair!”Fornotsomanymonthsbefore,andnotsomanyhundredmilesfromwherewewerethensailing,apropositionalmosttantamounttothatofCaptainTrenthadbeenmadebyaBritishskippertosomeBritishcastaways。 Beforeweturnedin,thescaffoldingofthetalehadbeenputtogether。Butthequestionoftreatmentwasasusualmoreobscure。Wehadlongbeenatonceattractedandrepelledbythatverymodernformofthepolicenovelormysterystory,whichconsistsinbeginningyouryarnanywherebutatthebeginning,andfinishingitanywherebutattheend;attractedbyitspeculiarinterestwhendone,andthepeculiardifficultiesthatattenditsexecution;repelledbythatappearanceofinsincerityandshallownessoftone,whichseemsitsinevitabledrawback。Forthemindofthereader,alwaysbenttopickupclews,receivesnoimpressionofrealityorlife,ratherofanairless,elaboratemechanism;andthebookremainsenthralling,butinsignificant,likeagameofchess,notaworkofhumanart。Itseemedthecausemightliepartlyintheabruptattack;andthatifthetaleweregraduallyapproached,someofthecharactersintroduced(asitwere)beforehand,andthebookstartedinthetoneofanovelofmannersandexperiencebrieflytreated,thisdefectmightbelessenedandourmysteryseemtoinhereinlife。Thetoneoftheage,itsmovement,theminglingofracesandclassesinthedollarhunt,thefieryandnotquiteunromanticstruggleforexistencewithitschangingtradesandscenery,andtwotypesinparticular,thatoftheAmericanhandy-manofbusinessandthatoftheYankeemerchantsailor——weagreedtodwelluponatsomelength,andmakethewooftoournotverypreciouswarp。HenceDodd’sfather,andPinkerton,andNares,andtheDromedarypicnics,andtherailwayworkinNewSouthWales——thelastanunsolicitedtestimonialfromthepowersthatbe,forthetalewashalfwrittenbeforeIsawCarthew’ssquadtoilintherainycuttingatSouthClifton,orheardfromtheengineerofhis“youngswell。” Afterwehadinventedatsomeexpenseoftimethismethodofapproachingandfortifyingourpolicenovel,itoccurredtousithadbeeninventedpreviouslybysomeoneelse,andwasinfact——howeverpainfullydifferenttheresultsmayseem——themethodofCharlesDickensinhislaterwork。 Iseeyoustaring。Here,youwillsay,isaprodigiousquantityoftheorytoourhalfpennyworthofpolicenovel;andwithalnotashadowofananswertoyourquestion。 Well,someofusliketheory。Aftersolongapieceofpractice,thesemaybeindulgedforafewpages。Andtheanswerisathand。Itwasplainlydesirable,fromeverypointofviewofconvenienceandcontrast,thatourheroandnarratorshouldpartlystandasidefromthosewithwhomhemingles,andbebutapressed-maninthedollarhunt。ThusitwasthatLoudonDoddbecameastudentoftheplasticarts,andthatourglobe- trottingstorycametovisitParisandlookinatBarbizon。Andthusitis,dearLow,thatyournameappearsintheaddressofthisepilogue。 Forsure,ifanypersoncanhereappreciateandreadbetweenthelines,itmustbeyou——andoneother,ourfriend。Allthedominoswillbetransparenttoyourbetterknowledge;thestatuarycontractwillbetoyouapieceofancienthistory;andyouwillnothavenowheardforthefirsttimeofthedangersofRoussillon。DeadleavesfromtheBasBreau,echoesfromLavenue’sandtheRueRacine,memoriesofacommonpast,letthesebeyourbookmarkersasyouread。Andifyoucarefornaughtelseinthestory,bealittlepleasedtobreatheoncemoreforamomenttheairsofouryouth。 TheEnd