第36章 掘墓盗尸人〔4〕 (第2/2页)
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"criedthelandlord.
"Lookshar,andyoucancatchhim.
"
ItwasbuttwostesfromthesmallarlourtothedooroftheoldGeorgeInn;thewideoakstaircaselandedalmostinthestreet;therewasroomforaTurkeyrugandnothingmorebetweenthethresholdandthelastroundofthedescent;butthislittlesacewaseveryeveningbrilliantlylitu,notonlybythelightuonthestairandthegreatsignal-lambelowthesign,butbythewarmradianceofthebar-roomwindow.TheGeorgethusbrightlyadvertiseditselftoassers-byinthecoldstreet.Fetteswalkedsteadilytothesot,andwe,whowerehangingbehind,beheldtheThegreatdoctorulledushortonthefourthste,asthoughthefamiliarityoftheaddresssurrisedandsomewhatshockedhisdignity.
"ToddyMacfarlane!
"reeatedFettes.
TheLondonmanalmoststaggered.Hestaredfortheswiftestofsecondsatthemanbeforehim,glancedbehindhimwithasortofscare,andtheninastartledwhiser,
"Fettes!
"hesaid,
"You!
"
"Ay,
"saidtheother,
"me!DidyouthinkIwasdeadtoo?Wearenotsoeasyshutofouracquaintance.
"
"Hush,hush!
"exclaimedthedoctor.
"Hush,hush!thismeetingissounexected—Icanseeyouareunmanned.Ihardlyknewyou,Iconfess,atfirst;butIamoverjoyed—overjoyedtohavethisoortunity.Fortheresentitmustbegood-byeinone,formyflyiswaiting,andImustnotfailthetrain;butyoushall—letmesee—yes—youshallgivemeyouraddress,andyoucancountonearlynewsofme.Wemustdosomethingforyou,Fettes.Ifearyouareoutatelbows;butwemustseetothatforauldlangsyne,asoncewesangatsuers.
"
"Money!
"criedFettes,
"Moneyfromyou!ThemoneythatIhadfromyouislyingwhereIcastitintherain.
"
Dr.Macfarlanehadtalkedhimselfintosomemeasureofsueriorityandconfidence,buttheuncommonenergyofthisrefusalcasthimbackintohisfirstconfusion.
Ahorrible,uglylookcameandwentacrosshisalmostvenerablecountenance.
"Mydearfellow,
"hesaid,
"beitasyoulease;mylastthoughtistooffendyou.Iwouldintrudeonnone.Iwillleaveyoumyaddress,however…
"
"Idonotwishit—Idonotwishtoknowtheroofthatsheltersyou,
"interrutedtheother.
"Iheardyourname;Ifeareditmightbeyou;Iwishedtoknowif,afterall,therewereaGod;Iknownowthatthereisnone.Begone!
"
Hestillstoodinthemiddleoftherug,betweenthestairanddoorway;andthegreatLondonhysician,inordertoescae,wouldbeforcedtostetooneside.Itwaslainthathehesitatedbeforethethoughtofthishumiliation.Whiteashewas,therewasadangerousglitterinhissectacles;butwhilehestillauseduncertain,hebecameawarethatthedriverofhisflywaseeringinfromthestreetatthisunusualsceneandcaughtaglimseatthesametimeofourlittlebodyfromthearlour,huddledbythecornerofthebar.Theresenceofsomanywitnessesdecidedhimatoncetoflee.Hecrouchedtogether,brushingonthewainscot,andmadeadartlikeaserent,strikingforthedoor.Buthistribulationwasnotyetentirelyatanend,forevenashewasassingFettesclutchedhimbythearmandthesewordscameinawhiser,andyetainfullydistinct,
"Haveyouseenitagain?
"
ThegreatrichLondondoctorcriedoutaloudwithashar,throttlingcry;hedashedhisquestioneracrosstheoensace,and,withhishandsoverhishead,fledoutofthedoorlikeadetectedthief.Beforeithadoccurredtooneofustomakeamovementtheflywasalreadyrattlingtowardthestation.Thescenewasoverlikeadream,butthedreamhadleftroofsandtracesofitsassage.Nextdaytheservantfoundthefinegoldsectaclesbrokenonthethreshold,andthatverynightwewereallstandingbreathlessbythebar-roomwindow,andFettesatourside,sober,ale,andresoluteinlook.
