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永别了,武器(英文版)海明威著-第38章

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〃I know。 But what's the mechanics of it?〃
〃Nothing。 It's very simple。 You can go anywhere。 I think you just have to report or something。 Why? Are you fleeing the police?〃
〃Nothing definite yet。〃
〃Don't tell me if you don't want。 But it would be interesting to hear。 Nothing happens here。 I was a great flop at Piacenza。〃
〃I'm awfully sorry。〃
〃Oh yes……I went very badly。 I sung well too。 I'm going to try it again at the Lyrico here。〃
〃I'd like to be there。〃
〃You're awfully polite。 You aren't in a bad mess; are you?〃
〃I don't know。〃
〃Don't tell me if you don't want。 How do you happen to be away from the bloody front?〃
〃I think I'm through with it。〃
〃Good boy。 I always knew you had sense。 Can I help you any way?〃
〃You're awfully busy。〃
〃Not a bit of it; my dear Henry。 Not a bit of it。 I'd be happy to do anything。〃
〃You're about my size。 Would you go out and buy me an outfit of civilian clothes? I've clothes but they're all at Rome。〃
〃You did live there; didn't you? It's a filthy place。 How did you ever live there?〃
〃I wanted to be an architect。〃
〃That's no place for that。 Don't buy clothes。 I'll give you all the clothes you want。 I'll fit you out so you'll be a great success。 Go in that dressing room。 There's a closet。 Take anything you want。 My dear fellow; you don't want to buy clothes。〃
〃I'd rather buy them; Sim。〃
〃My dear fellow; it's easier for me to let you have them than go out and buy them。 Have you got a passport? You won't get far without a passport。〃
〃Yes。 I've still got my passport。〃
〃Then get dressed; my dear fellow; and off to old Helvetia。〃
〃It's not that simple。 I have to go up to Stresa first。〃
〃Ideal; my dear fellow。 You just row a boat across。 If I wasn't trying to sing; I'd go with you。 I'll go yet。〃
〃You could take up yodelling。〃
〃My dear fellow; I'll take up yodelling yet。 I really can sing though。 That's the strange part。〃
〃I'll bet you can sing。〃
He lay back in bed smoking a cigarette。
〃Don't bet too much。 But I can sing though。 It's damned funny; but I can。 I like to sing。 Listen。〃 He roared into 〃Africana;〃 his neck swelling; the veins standing out。 〃I can sing;〃 he said。 〃Whether they like it or not。〃 I looked out of the window。 〃I'll go down and let my cab go。〃
〃e back up; my dear fellow; and we'll have breakfast。〃 He stepped out of bed; stood straight; took a deep breath and menced doing bending exercises。 I went downstairs and paid off the cab。




34


In civilian clothes I felt a masquerader。 I had been in uniform a long time and I missed the feeling of being held by your clothes。 The trousers felt very floppy。 I had bought a ticket at Milan for Stresa。 I had also bought a new hat。 I could not wear Sim's hat but his clothes were fine。 They smelled of tobacco and as I sat in the partment and looked out the window the new hat felt very new and the clothes very old。 I myself felt as sad as the wet Lombard country that was outside through the window。 There were some aviators in the partment who did not think much of me。 They avoided looking at me and were very scornful of a civilian my age。 I did not feel insulted。 In the old days I would have insulted them and picked a fight。 They got off at Gallarate and I was glad to be alone。 I had the paper but I did not read it because I did not want to read about the war。 I was going to forget the war。 I had made a separate peace。 I felt damned lonely and was glad when the train got to Stresa。
At the station I had expected to see the porters from the hotels but there was no one。 The season had been over a long time and no one met the train。 I got down from the train with my bag; it was Sim's bag; and very light to carry; being empty except for two shirts; and stood under the roof of the station in the rain while the train went on。 I found a man in the station and asked him if he knew what hotels were open。 The Grand…Hotel & des Isles Borrom閑s was open and several small hotels that stayed open all the year。 I started in the rain for the Isles Borrom閑s carrying my bag。 I saw a carriage ing down the street and signalled to the driver。 It was better to arrive in a carriage。 We drove up to the carriage entrance of the big hotel and the concierge came out with an umbrella and was very polite。
I took a good room。 It was very big and light and looked out on the lake。 The clouds were down over the lake but it would be beautiful with the sunlight。 I was expecting my wife; I said。 There was a big double bed; a _letto matrimoniale_ with a satin coverlet。 The hotel was very luxurious。 I went down the long halls; down the wide stairs; through the rooms to the bar。 I knew the barman and sat on a high stool and ate salted almonds and potato chips。 The martini felt cool and clean。
〃What are you doing here in _borghese?_〃 the barman asked after he had mixed a second martini。
〃I am on leave。 Convalescing…leave。〃
〃There is no one here。 I don't know why they keep the hotel open。〃
〃Have you been fishing?〃
〃I've caught some beautiful pieces。 Trolling this time of year you catch some beautiful pieces。〃
〃Did you ever get the tobacco I sent?〃
〃Yes。 Didn't you get my card?〃
I laughed。 I had not been able to get the tobacco。 It was American pipe…tobacco that he wanted; but my relatives had stopped sending it or it was being held up。 Anyway it never came。
〃I'll get some somewhere;〃 I said。 〃Tell me have you seen two English girls in the town? They came here day before yesterday。〃
〃They are not at the hotel。〃
〃They are nurses。〃
〃I have seen two nurses。 Wait a minute; I will find out where they are。〃
〃One of them is my wife;〃 I said。 〃I have e here to meet her。〃
〃The other is my wife。〃
〃I am not joking。〃
〃Pardon my stupid joke;〃 he said。 〃I did not understand。〃 He went away and was gone quite a little while。 I ate olives; salted almonds and potato chips and looked at myself in civilian clothes in the mirror behind the bar。 The bartender came back。 〃They are at the little hotel near the station;〃 he said。
〃How about some sandwiches?〃
〃I'll ring for some。 You understand there is nothing here; now there are no people。〃
〃Isn't there really any one at all?〃
〃Yes。 There are a few people。〃
The sandwiches came and I ate three and drank a couple more martinis。 I had never tasted anything so cool and clean。 They made me feel civilized。 I had had too much red wine; bread; cheese; bad coffee and grappa。 I sat on the high stool before the pleasant mahogany; the brass and the mirrors and did not think at all。 The barman asked me some question。
〃Don't talk about the war;〃 I said。 The war was a long way away。 Maybe there wasn't any war。 There was no war here。 Then I realized it was over for me。 But I did not have the feeling that it was really over。 I had the feeling of a boy who thinks of what is happening at a certain hour at the schoolhouse from which he has played truant。
Catherine and Helen Ferguson were at supper when I came to their hotel。 Standing in the hallway I saw them at table。 Catherine's face was away from me and I saw the line of her hair and her cheek and her lovely neck and shoulders。 Ferguson was talking。 She stopped when I came in。
〃My God;〃 she said。
〃Hello;〃 I said。
〃Why it's you!〃 Catherine said。 Her face lighted up。 She looked too happy to believe it。 I kissed her。 Catherine blushed and I sat down at the table。
〃You're a fine mess;〃 Ferguson said。 〃What are you doing here? Have you eaten?〃
〃No。〃 The girl who was serving the meal came in and I told her to bring a plate for me。 Catherine looked at me all the time; her eyes happy。
〃What are you doing in mufti?〃 Ferguson asked。
〃I'm in the Cabinet。〃
〃You're in some mess。〃
〃Cheer up; Fergy。 Cheer up just a little。〃
〃I'm not cheered by seeing you。 I know the mess you've gotten this girl into。 You're no cheerful sight to me。〃
Catherine smiled at me and touched me with her foot under the table。
〃No one got me in a mess; Fergy。 I get in my own messes。〃
〃I can't stand him;〃 Ferguson said。 〃He's done nothing but ruin you with his sneaking Italian tricks。 Americans are worse than Italians。〃
〃The Scotch are such a moral people;〃 Catherine said。
〃I don't mean that。 I mean his Italian sneakiness。〃
〃Am I sneaky; Fergy?〃
〃You are。 You're worse than sneaky。 You're like a snake。 A snake with an Italian uniform: with a cape around your neck。〃
〃I haven't got an Italian uniform now。〃
〃That's just another example of your sneakiness。 You had a love affair all summer and got this girl with child and now I suppose you'll sneak off。〃
I smiled at Catherine and she smiled at me。
〃We'll both sneak off;〃 she said。
〃You're two of the same thing;〃 Ferguson said。 〃I'm ashamed of you; Catherine Barkley。 You have no shame and no honor and you're as sneaky as he is。〃
〃Don't; Fergy;〃 Catherine said and patted her hand。 〃Don't denounce me。 You know we like each other。〃
〃Take your hand away;〃 Ferguson said。 Her face was red。 〃If you had any shame it would be different。 But you're God knows how many months gone with child and you think it's a joke and are all smiles because your seducer's e back。 You've no shame and no feelings。〃 She began to cry。 Catherine went over and put her arm around her。 As she stood forting Ferguson;
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