第9章

类别:其他 作者:William Dean Howells字数:9843更新时间:19/01/07 14:46:13
\"AndIshallaskleavetobeabsentfromyourdiscomfiture,mydear,\"answeredherhusband。 Thesonreturnedthatafternoon,andconfessedhissurpriseatfindinghismotherinBoston。Hewassofrankthatshehadnotquitethecouragetoconfessinturnwhyshehadcome,buttrumpedupanexcuse。 \"Well,mother,\"hesaidpromptly,\"IhavemadeanengagementwithMr。Lapham。\" \"Haveyou,Tom?\"sheaskedfaintly。 \"Yes。ForthepresentIamgoingtohavechargeofhisforeigncorrespondence,andifIseemywaytotheadvantageIexpecttofindinit,IamgoingouttomanagethatsideofhisbusinessinSouthAmericaandMexico。 He’sbehavedveryhandsomelyaboutit。Hesaysthatifitappearsforourcommoninterest,heshallpaymeasalaryaswellasacommission。I’vetalkedwithUncleJim,andhethinksit’sagoodopening。\" \"YourUncleJimdoes?\"queriedMrs。Coreyinamaze。 \"Yes;Iconsultedhimthewholewaythrough,andI’veactedonhisadvice。\" Thisseemedanincomprehensibletreacheryonherbrother’spart。 \"Yes;Ithoughtyouwouldliketohaveme。Andbesides,Icouldn’tpossiblyhavegonetoanyonesowellfittedtoadviseme。\" Hismothersaidnothing。Infact,themineralpaintbusiness,howeverpainfulitsinterest,was,forthemoment,supersededbyamorepoignantanxiety。Shebegantofeelherwaycautiouslytowardthis。 \"HaveyoubeentalkingaboutyourbusinesswithMr。Laphamallnight?\" \"Well,prettymuch,\"saidherson,withaguiltlesslaugh。 \"Iwenttoseehimyesterdayafternoon,afterIhadgoneoverthewholegroundwithUncleJim,andMr。Laphamaskedmetogodownwithhimandfinishup。\" \"Down?\"repeatedMrs。Corey。\"Yes,toNantasket。 Hehasacottagedownthere。\" \"AtNantasket?\"Mrs。Coreyknittedherbrowsalittle。 \"WhatintheworldcanacottageatNantasketbelike?\" \"Oh,verymuchlikea’cottage’anywhere。Ithastheusualallowanceofredroofandveranda。Therearetheregulationrocksbythesea;andthebighotelsonthebeachaboutamileoff,flaringawaywithelectriclightsandroman—candlesatnight。Wedidn’thavethematNahant。\" \"No,\"saidhismother。\"IsMrs。Laphamwell?Andherdaughter?\" \"Yes,Ithinkso,\"saidtheyoungman。\"Theyoungladieswalkedmedowntotherocksintheusualwayafterdinner,andthenIcamebackandtalkedpaintwithMr。Laphamtillmidnight。Wedidn’tsettleanythingtillthismorningcomingupontheboat。\" \"Whatsortofpeopledotheyseemtobeathome?\" \"Whatsort?Well,Idon’tknowthatInoticed。\"Mrs。Coreypermittedherselfthefirstpartofasighofrelief; andhersonlaughed,butapparentlynotather。 \"They’rejustreadingMiddlemarch。Theysaythere’ssomuchtalkaboutit。Oh,Isupposethey’reverygoodpeople。 Theyseemedtobeonverygoodtermswitheachother。\" \"Isupposeit’stheplainsisterwho’sreadingMiddlemarch。\" \"Plain?Issheplain?\"askedtheyoungman,asifsearchinghisconsciousness。\"Yes,it’stheolderonewhodoesthereading,apparently。ButIdon’tbelievethatevensheoverdoesit。Theyliketotalkbetter。 TheyremindedmeofSouthernpeopleinthat。\"Theyoungmansmiled,asifamusedbysomeofhisimpressionsoftheLaphamfamily。\"Theliving,asthecountrypeoplecallit,istremendouslygood。TheColonel——he’sacolonel——talkedofthecoffeeashiswife’scoffee,asifshehadpersonallymadeitinthekitchen,thoughIbelieveitwasmerelyinspiredbyher。 Andtherewaseverythinginthehousethatmoneycouldbuy。 Butmoneyhasitslimitations。\" ThiswasafactwhichMrs。Coreywasbeginningtorealisemoreandmoreunpleasantlyinherownlife;butitseemedtobringheracertaincomfortinitsapplicationtotheLaphams。 \"Yes,thereisapointwheretastehastobegin,\"shesaid。 \"Theyseemedtowanttoapologisetomefornothavingmorebooks,\"saidCorey。\"Idon’tknowwhytheyshould。 TheColonelsaidtheyboughtagoodmanybooks,firstandlast; butapparentlytheydon’ttakethemtothesea—side。\" \"IdaresaytheyNEVERbuyaNEWbook。I’vemetsomeofthesemoneyedpeoplelately,andtheylavishoneveryconceivableluxury,andthenborrowbooks,andgettheminthecheappapereditions。\" \"Ifancythat’sthewaywiththeLaphamfamily,\"saidtheyoungman,smilingly。\"Buttheyareverygoodpeople。 Theotherdaughterishumorous。\" \"Humorous?\"Mrs。Coreyknittedherbrowsinsomeperplexity。 \"DoyoumeanlikeMrs。Sayre?\"sheasked,namingtheladywhosenamemustcomeintoeveryBostonmindwhenhumourismentioned。 \"Ohno;nothinglikethat。Sheneversaysanythingthatyoucanremember;nothinginflashesorripples; nothingtheleastliterary。Butit’sasortofdrollwayoflookingatthings;oradrollmediumthroughwhichthingspresentthemselves。Idon’tknow。 Shetellswhatshe’sseen,andmimicsalittle。\" \"Oh,\"saidMrs。Coreycoldly。Afteramomentsheasked: \"AndisMissIreneasprettyasever?\" \"She’sawonderfulcomplexion,\"saidthesonunsatisfactorily。 \"IshallwanttobebywhenfatherandColonelLaphammeet,\" headded,withasmile。 \"Ah,yes,yourfather!\"saidthemother,inthatwayinwhichawifeatoncecompassionatesandcensuresherhusbandtotheirchildren。 \"Doyouthinkit’sreallygoingtobeatrialtohim?\" askedtheyoungmanquickly。 \"No,no,Ican’tsayitis。ButIconfessIwishitwassomeotherbusiness,Tom。\" \"Well,mother,Idon’tseewhy。Theprincipalthinglookedatnowistheamountofmoney;andwhileI wouldratherstarvethantouchadollarthatwasdirtywithanysortofdishonesty————\" \"Ofcourseyouwould,myson!\"interposedhismotherproudly。 \"Ishouldn’tatallminditshavingalittlemineralpaintonit。I’llusemyinfluencewithColonelLapham——ifI everhaveany——tohavehispaintscrapedoffthelandscape。\" \"Isupposeyouwon’tbegintilltheautumn。\" \"Ohyes,Ishall,\"saidtheson,laughingathismother’ssimpleignoranceofbusiness。\"Ishallbeginto—morrowmorning。\" \"To—morrowmorning!\" \"Yes。I’vehadmydeskappointedalready,andIshallbedownthereatnineinthemorningtotakepossession。\" \"Tom\"criedhismother,\"whydoyouthinkMr。Laphamhastakenyouintobusinesssoreadily?I’vealwaysheardthatitwassohardforyoungmentogetin。\" \"AnddoyouthinkIfounditeasywithhim?Wehadabouttwelvehours’solidtalk。\" \"Andyoudon’tsupposeitwasanysortof——personalconsideration?\" \"Why,Idon’tknowexactlywhatyoumean,mother。 Isupposehelikesme。\" Mrs。Coreycouldnotsayjustwhatshemeant。Sheanswered,ineffectuallyenough—— \"Yes。Youwouldn’tlikeittobeafavour,wouldyou?\" \"Ithinkhe’samanwhomaybetrustedtolookafterhisowninterest。ButIdon’tmindhisbeginningbylikingme。 It’llbemyownfaultifIdon’tmakemyselfessentialtohim。\" \"Yes,\"saidMrs。Corey。 \"Well,demandedherhusband,attheirfirstmeetingafterherinterviewwiththeirson,\"whatdidyousaytoTom?\" \"Verylittle,ifanything。Ifoundhimwithhismindmadeup,anditwouldonlyhavedistressedhimifI hadtriedtochangeit。\" \"ThatispreciselywhatIsaid,mydear。\" \"Besides,hehadtalkedthematteroverfullywithJames,andseemstohavebeenadvisedbyhim。Ican’tunderstandJames。\" \"Oh!it’sinregardtothepaint,andnottheprincess,thathe’smadeuphismind。Well,Ithinkyouwerewisetolethimalone,Anna。Werepresentafadedtradition。 Wedon’treallycarewhatbusinessamanisin,soitislargeenough,andhedoesn’tadvertiseoffensively;butwethinkitfinetoaffectreluctance。\" \"Doyoureallyfeelso,Bromfield?\"askedhiswifeseriously。 \"CertainlyIdo。TherewasalongtimeinmymisguidedyouthwhenIsupposedmyselfsomesortofporcelain; butit’sarelieftobeofthecommonclay,afterall,andtoknowit。IfIgetbroken,Icanbeeasilyreplaced。\" \"IfTommustgointosuchabusiness,\"saidMrs。Corey,\"I’mgladJamesapprovesofit。\" \"I’mafraiditwouldn’tmattertoTomifhedidn’t; andIdon’tknowthatIshouldcare,\"saidCorey,betrayingthefactthathehadperhapshadagooddealofhisbrother—in—law’sjudgmentinthecourseofhislife。 \"YouhadbetterconsulthiminregardtoTom’smarryingtheprincess。\" \"Thereisnonecessityatpresentforthat,\"saidMrs。Corey,withdignity。Afteramoment,sheasked,\"Shouldyoufeelquitesoeasyifitwereaquestionofthat,Bromfield?\" \"Itwouldbealittlemorepersonal。\" \"YoufeelaboutitasIdo。Ofcourse,wehavebothlivedtoolong,andseentoomuchoftheworld,tosupposewecancontrolsuchthings。Thechildisgood,Ihaven’ttheleastdoubt,andallthosethingscanbemanagedsothattheywouldn’tdisgraceus。Butshehashadacertainsortofbringingup。IshouldpreferTomtomarryagirlwithanothersort,andthisbusinessventureofhisincreasesthechancesthathewon’t。That’sall。\" \"’’Tisnotsodeepasawell,norsowideasachurchdoor,but’twillserve。’\" \"Ishouldn’tlikeit。\" \"Well,ithasn’thappenedyet。\" \"Ah,younevercanrealiseanythingbeforehand。\" \"Perhapsthathassavedmesomesuffering。Butyouhaveatleasttheconsolationoftwoanxietiesatonce。 Ialwaysfindthatagreatadvantage。Youcanplayoneoffagainsttheother。\" Mrs。Coreydrewalongbreathasifshedidnotexperiencethesuggestedconsolation;andshearrangedtoquit,thefollowingafternoon,thesceneofherdefeat,whichshehadnothadthecouragetomakeabattlefield。 Hersonwentdowntoseeheroffontheboat,afterspendinghisfirstdayathisdeskinLapham’soffice。 Hewasinagayhumour,andshedepartedinareflectedgleamofhisgoodspirits。Hetoldherallaboutit,ashesattalkingwithheratthesternoftheboat,lingeringtillthelastmoment,andthensteppingashore,withaslittlewasteoftimeasLaphamhimself,onthegang—plankwhichthedeck—handshadlaidholdof。 Hetouchedhishattoherfromthewharftoreassureherofhisescapefrombeingcarriedawaywithher,andthenextmomenthissmilingfacehiditselfinthecrowd。 Hewalkedonsmilingupthelongwharf,encumberedwithtrucksandhacksandpilesoffreight,and,takinghiswaythroughthedesertedbusinessstreetsbeyondthisbustle,madeapointofpassingthedoorofLapham’swarehouse,onthejambsofwhichhisnameandpaintwereletteredinblackonasquaregroundofwhite。Thedoorwasstillopen,andCoreyloiteredamomentbeforeit,temptedtogoupstairsandfetchawaysomeforeignletterswhichhehadleftonhisdesk,andwhichhethoughthemightfinishupathome。Hewasinlovewithhiswork,andhefelttheenthusiasmforitwhichnothingbuttheworkwecandowellinspiresinus。Hebelievedthathehadfoundhisplaceintheworld,afteragooddealoflooking,andhehadtherelief,therepose,offittingintoit。 Everylittleincidentofthemomentous,uneventfuldaywasapleasureinhismind,fromhissittingdownathisdesk,towhichLapham’sboybroughthimtheforeignletters,tillhisrisingfromitanhourago。 Laphamhadbeeninviewwithinhisownoffice,buthehadgivenCoreynoformalreception,andhad,infact,notspokentohimtilltowardtheendoftheforenoon,whenhesuddenlycameoutofhisdenwithsomemorelettersinhishand,andafterabrief\"Howd’yedo?\" hadspokenafewwordsaboutthem,andleftthemwithhim。 Hewasinhisshirt—sleevesagain,andhissanguinepersonseemedtoradiatetheheatwithwhichhesuffered。 Hedidnotgoouttolunch,buthaditbroughttohiminhisoffice,whereCoreysawhimeatingitbeforehelefthisowndesktogooutandperchonaswingingseatbeforethelongcounterofadown—townrestaurant。 Heobservedthatalltheotherslunchedattwelve,andheresolvedtoanticipatehisusualhour。Whenhereturned,theprettygirlwhohadbeenclickingawayatatype—writerallthemorningwasneatlyputtingoutofsighttheevidencesofpiefromthetablewherehermachinestood,andwaspreparingtogoonwithhercopying。InhisofficeLaphamlayasleepinhisarm—chair,withanewspaperoverhisface。 Now,whileCoreylingeredattheentrancetothestairway,thesetwocamedownthestairstogether,andheheardLaphamsaying,\"Well,then,youbettergetadivorce。\" Helookedredandexcited,andthegirl’sface,whichsheveiledatsightofCorey,showedtracesoftears。 Sheslippedroundhimintothestreet。 ButLaphamstopped,andsaid,withtheshowofnofeelingbutsurprise:\"Hello,Corey!Didyouwanttogoup?\" \"Yes;thereweresomelettersIhadn’tquitegotthroughwith。\" \"You’llfindDennisupthere。ButIguessyoubetterletthemgotillto—morrow。IalwaysmakeitaruletostopworkwhenI’mdone。\" \"Perhapsyou’reright,\"saidCorey,yielding。 \"Comealongdownasfarastheboatwithme。There’salittlematterIwanttotalkoverwithyou。\" Itwasabusinessmatter,andrelatedtoCorey’sproposedconnectionwiththehouse。 Thenextdaytheheadbook—keeper,wholunchedatthelongcounterofthesamerestaurantwithCorey,begantotalkwithhimaboutLapham。Walkerhadnotapparentlygothisplacebyseniority;thoughwithhisforehead,baldfaruptowardthecrown,andhisroundsmoothface,onemighthavetakenhimforaplumpelder,ifhehadnotlookedequallylikearobustinfant。Thethickdrabbishyellowmoustachewaswhatarresteddecisionineitherdirection,andthepromptvigourofallhismovementswasthatofayoungmanofthirty,whichwasreallyWalker’sage。 Heknew,ofcourse,whoCoreywas,andhehadwaitedforamanwhomightlookdownonhimsociallytomaketheoverturestowardsomethingmorethanbusinessacquaintance;but,thesemade,hewasreadilyresponsive,anddrewfreelyonhisphilosophyofLaphamandhisaffairs。 \"Ithinkabouttheonlydifferencebetweenpeopleinthisworldisthatsomeknowwhattheywant,andsomedon’t。Well,now,\"saidWalker,beatingthebottomofhissalt—boxtomakethesaltcomeout,\"theoldmanknowswhathewantseverytime。Andgenerallyhegetsit。 Yes,sir,hegenerallygetsit。Heknowswhathe’sabout,butI’llbeblessediftherestofusdohalfthetime。 Anyway,wedon’ttillhe’sreadytoletus。Youtakemypositioninmostbusinesshouses。It’sconfidential。 Theheadbook—keeperknowsrightalongprettymucheverythingthehousehasgotinhand。I’llgiveyoumywordIdon’t。Hemayopenuptoyoualittlemoreinyourdepartment,but,asfarastherestofusgo,hedon’topenupanymorethananoysteronahotbrick。 Theysayhehadapartneronce;Iguesshe’sdead。 Iwouldn’tliketobetheoldman’spartner。Well,yousee,thispaintofhisislikehisheart’sblood。 Betternottrytojokehimaboutit。I’veseenpeoplecomeinoccasionallyandtryit。Theydidn’tgetmuchfunoutofit。\" Whilehetalked,Walkerwaspluckingupmorselsfromhisplate,tearingoffpiecesofFrenchbreadfromthelongloaf,andfeedingthemintohismouthinanimpersonalway,asifhewerefiringupanengine。 \"Isupposehethinks,\"suggestedCorey,\"thatifhedoesn’ttell,nobodyelsewill。\" Walkertookadraughtofbeerfromhisglass,andwipedthefoamfromhismoustache。 \"Oh,buthecarriesittoofar!It’saweaknesswithhim。 He’sjustsoabouteverything。Lookatthewayhekeepsitupaboutthattype—writergirlofhis。You’dthinkshewassomeprincesstravellingincognito。Thereisn’toneofusknowswhosheis,orwhereshecamefrom,orwhoshebelongsto。Hebroughtherandhermachineintotheofficeonemorning,andset’emdownatatable,andthat’sallthereisaboutit,asfaraswe’reconcerned。 It’sprettyhardonthegirl,forIguessshe’dliketotalk;andtoanyonethatdidn’tknowtheoldman————\" Walkerbrokeoffanddrainedhisglassofwhatwasleftinit。 CoreythoughtofthewordshehadoverheardfromLaphamtothegirl。Buthesaid,\"Sheseemstobekeptprettybusy。\" \"Ohyes,\"saidWalker;\"thereain’tmuchloafingroundtheplace,inanyofthedepartments,fromtheoldman’sdown。 That’sjustwhatIsay。He’sgottoworkjusttwiceashard,ifhewantstokeepeverythinginhisownmind。Butheain’tafraidofwork。That’sonegoodthingabouthim。 AndMissDeweyhastokeepstepwiththerestofus。 Butshedon’tlooklikeonethatwouldtaketoitnaturally。 Suchaprettygirlasthatgenerallythinksshedoesenoughwhenshelooksherprettiest。\" \"She’saprettygirl,\"saidCorey,non—committally。\"ButI supposeagreatmanyprettygirlshavetoearntheirliving。\" \"Don’tanyof’emliketodoit,\"returnedthebook—keeper。 \"Theythinkit’sahardship,andIdon’tblame’em。Theyhavegotarighttogetmarried,andtheyoughttohavethechance。 AndMissDewey’ssmart,too。She’sasbrightasabiscuit。 Iguessshe’shadtrouble。Ishouldn’tbemuchmorethanhalfsurprisedifMissDeweywasn’tMissDewey,orhadn’talwaysbeen。Yes,sir,\"continuedthebook—keeper,whoprolongedthetalkastheywalkedbacktoLapham’swarehousetogether,\"Idon’tknowexactlywhatitis,——itisn’tanyonethinginparticular,——butIshouldsaythatgirlhadbeenmarried。Iwouldn’tspeaksofreelytoanyoftherest,Mr。Corey,——Iwantyoutounderstandthat,——anditisn’tanyofmybusiness,anyway;butthat’smyopinion。\" Coreymadenoreply,ashewalkedbesidethebook—keeper,whocontinued—— \"It’scuriouswhatadifferencemarriagemakesinpeople。 Now,IknowthatIdon’tlookanymorelikeabachelorofmyagethanIdolikethemaninthemoon,andyetI couldn’tsaywherethedifferencecamein,tosaveme。 Andit’sjustsowithawoman。Theminuteyoucatchsightofherface,there’ssomethinginitthattellsyouwhethershe’smarriedornot。Whatdoyousupposeitis?\" \"I’msureIdon’tknow,\"saidCorey,willingtolaughawaythetopic。\"AndfromwhatIreadoccasionallyofsomepeoplewhogoaboutrepeatingtheirhappiness,Ishouldn’tsaythattheintangibleevidenceswerealwaysunmistakable。\" \"Oh,ofcourse,\"admittedWalker,easilysurrenderinghisposition。\"Allsignsfailindryweather。 Hello!What’sthat?\"HecaughtCoreybythearm,andtheybothstopped。 Atacorner,halfablockaheadofthem,thesummernoonsolitudeoftheplacewasbrokenbyabitofdrama。 Amanandwomanissuedfromtheintersectingstreet,andatthemomentofcomingintosighttheman,wholookedlikeasailor,caughtthewomanbythearm,asiftodetainher。Abriefstruggleensued,thewomantryingtofreeherself,andthemanhalfcoaxing,halfscolding。 Thespectatorscouldnowseethathewasdrunk; butbeforetheycoulddecidewhetheritwasacasefortheirinterferenceornot,thewomansuddenlysetbothhandsagainsttheman’sbreastandgavehimaquickpush。 Helosthisfootingandtumbledintoaheapinthegutter。 Thewomanfalteredaninstant,asiftoseewhetherhewasseriouslyhurt,andthenturnedandran。 WhenCoreyandthebook—keeperre—enteredtheoffice,MissDeweyhadfinishedherlunch,andwasputtingasheetofpaperintohertype—writer。Shelookedupatthemwithhereyesofturquoiseblue,underherlowwhiteforehead,withthehairneatlyrippledoverit,andthenbegantobeatthekeysofhermachine。 IX。 LAPHAMhadthepridewhichcomesofself—making,andhewouldnotopenlylowerhiscresttotheyoungfellowhehadtakenintohisbusiness。Hewasgoingtobeobviouslymasterinhisownplacetoeveryone;andduringthehoursofbusinesshedidnothingtodistinguishCoreyfromthehalf—dozenotherclerksandbook—keepersintheouteroffice,buthewasnotsilentaboutthefactthatBromfieldCorey’ssonhadtakenafancytocometohim。\"Didyounoticethatfellowatthedeskfacingmytype—writergirl?Well,sir,that’sthesonofBromfieldCorey——oldPhillipsCorey’sgrandson。AndI’llsaythisforhim,thatthereisn’tamanintheofficethatlooksafterhisworkbetter。Thereisn’tanythinghe’stoogoodfor。 He’srighthereatnineeverymorning,beforetheclockgetsintheword。Iguessit’shisgrandfathercomingoutinhim。He’sgotchargeoftheforeigncorrespondence。 We’repushingthepainteverywhere。\"Heflatteredhimselfthathedidnotlugthematterin。Hehadbeenwarnedagainstthatbyhiswife,buthehadtherighttodoCoreyjustice,andhisbragtooktheformofillustration。 \"Talkabouttrainingforbusiness——Itellyouit’sallinthemanhimself!IusedtobelieveinwhatoldHoraceGreeleysaidaboutcollegegraduatesbeingthepoorestkindofhornedcattle;butI’vechangedmymindalittle。 YoutakethatfellowCorey。He’sbeenthroughHarvard,andhe’shadabouteveryadvantagethatafellowcouldhave。 Beeneverywhere,andtalkshalfadozenlanguageslikeEnglish。Isupposehe’sgotmoneyenoughtolivewithoutliftingahand,anymorethanhisfatherdoes; sonofBromfieldCorey,youknow。Butthethingwasinhim。 He’sanatural—bornbusinessman;andI’vehadmanyafellowwithmethathadcomeupoutofthestreet,andworkedhardallhislife,withouteverlosinghisoriginaloppositiontothething。ButCoreylikesit。 Ibelievethefellowwouldliketostickatthatdeskofhisnightandday。Idon’tknowwherehegotit。 Iguessitmustbehisgrandfather,oldPhillipsCorey; itoftenskipsageneration,youknow。ButwhatIsayis,athinghasgottobeborninaman;andifitain’tborninhim,alltheprivationsintheworldwon’tputitthere,andifitis,allthecollegetrainingwon’ttakeitout。\" SometimesLaphamadvancedtheseideasathisowntable,toaguestwhomhehadbroughttoNantasketforthenight。 Thenhesufferedexposureandridiculeatthehandsofhiswife,whenopportunityoffered。ShewouldnotlethimbringCoreydowntoNantasketatall。 \"No,indeed!\"shesaid。\"Iamnotgoingtohavethemthinkwe’rerunningafterhim。IfhewantstoseeIrene,hecanfindoutwaysofdoingitforhimself。\" \"WhowantshimtoseeIrene?\"retortedtheColonelangrily。 \"Ido,\"saidMrs。Lapham。\"AndIwanthimtoseeherwithoutanyofyourconnivance,Silas。I’mnotgoingtohaveitsaidthatIputmygirlsatanybody。 Whydon’tyouinvitesomeofyourotherclerks?\" \"Heain’tjustliketheotherclerks。He’sgoingtotakechargeofapartofthebusiness。It’squiteanotherthing。\" \"Oh,indeed!\"saidMrs。Laphamvexatiously。\"ThenyouAREgoingtotakeapartner。\" \"IshallaskhimdownifIchoose!\"returnedtheColonel,disdainingherinsinuation。 Hiswifelaughedwiththefearlessnessofawomanwhoknowsherhusband。 \"Butyouwon’tchoosewhenyou’vethoughtitover,Si。\" Thensheappliedanemollienttohischafedsurface。 \"Don’tyousupposeIfeelasyoudoaboutit?Iknowjusthowproudyouare,andI’mnotgoingtohaveyoudoanythingthatwillmakeyoufeelmeechingafterward。 Youjustletthingstaketheircourse。IfhewantsIrene,he’sgoingtofindoutsomewayofseeingher;andifhedon’t,alltheplottingandplanningintheworldisn’tgoingtomakehim。\" \"Who’splotting?\"againretortedtheColonel,shudderingattheutteranceofhopesandambitionswhichamanhideswithshame,butawomantalksoverasfreelyandcoollyasiftheywereitemsofamilliner’sbill。 \"Oh,notyou!\"exultedhiswife。\"Iunderstandwhatyouwant。Youwanttogetthisfellow,whoisneitherpartnernorclerk,downheretotalkbusinesswithhim。