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作者:暖暖      更新:2022-11-23 12:12      字数:9322
  good; and de risks inferior。 De gemplum who kept de shop was an artess
  hisself;  and   had   been   niggah   to   Kernel   Henderson   of Tennessee;  and   do
  gemplum I relieved was a Mr。 Johnson。 But de Kernel; he wouldn't see it
  in dat light; sah; and if yo' don' mind; sah〃
  〃I haven't the slightest idea of telling the colonel or anybody; George;〃
  said Paul; smiling; 〃and I am glad to find on your own account that you
  are able to put aside any work beyond your duty here。〃
  〃Thank yo'; sah。 If yo' 'll let me introduce yo' to de refreshment; yo' 'll
  find it all right now。 De Glencoe is dah。 De Kernel will be here soon; but
  he   would   be   pow'ful   mo'tified;   sah;   if   yo'   didn't   hab   something   afo'   he
  come。〃   He   opened   a   well…filled   sideboard   as   he   spoke。   It   was   the   first
  evidence      Paul   had   seen    of  the   colonel's   restored    fortunes。    He   would
  willingly   have   contented   himself   with   this   mere   outward   manifestation;
  but in his desire to soothe the ruffled dignity of the old man he consented
  to partake of a small glass of spirits。 George at once became radiant and
  communicative。 〃De Kernel bin gone to Santa Clara to see de young lady
  dat's finished her edercation dahde Kernel's only ward; sah。 She's one o'
  dose   million…heiresses   and   highly   connected;   sah;   wid   de   old   Mexican
  Gobbermen; I understand。 And I reckon dey's bin big goin's on doun dar;
  foh   de   Mayer   kem   hisself   fo'   de   Kernel。   Looks   like   des   might   bin      a
  proceshon; sah。 Yo' don' know of a young lady bin hab a title; sah? I won't
  be shuah; his Honah de Mayer or de Kernel didn't say someting about a
  'Donna'〃
  〃Very   likely;〃   said   Paul;   turning   away   with   a   faint   smile。   So   it   was
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  already in the air! Setting aside the old negro's characteristic exaggeration;
  there   had   already   been   some   conversation   between   the   colonel   and   the
  Mayor;  which   George   had   vaguely  overheard。   He   might   be   too   late;   the
  alternative   might   be   no   longer   in   his   hands。   But   his   discomposure   was
  heightened      a  moment      later   by   the  actual   apparition     of  the  returning
  Pendleton。
  He   was   dressed   in   a   tightly   buttoned   blue   frock…coat;   which   fairly
  accented his tall; thin military figure; although the top lappel was thrown
  far enough back to show a fine ruffled cambric shirt and checked gingham
  necktie;  and   was   itself   adorned   with   a  white  rosebud   in   the  button…hole。
  Fawn…colored   trousers   strapped   over   narrow   patent…leather   boots;   and   a
  tall white hat; whose broad mourning…band was a perpetual memory of his
  mother; who had died in his boyhood; completed his festal transformation。
  Yet    his   erect   carriage;   high    aquiline    nose;   and    long   gray    drooping
  moustache lent a distinguishing grace to this survival of a bygone fashion;
  and   over…rode   any   irreverent   comment。   Even   his   slight   limp   seemed   to
  give a peculiar character to his massive gold…headed stick; and made it a
  part of his formal elegance。
  Handing George his stick and a military cape he carried easily over his
  left   arm;   he   greeted   Paul   warmly;   yet   with   a   return   of   his   old   dominant
  manner。
  〃Glad to see you; Hathaway; and glad to see the boy has served you
  better than the last time。 If I had known you were coming; I would have
  tried to get back in time to have breakfast with you。 But your friends at
  'Rosario'I think they call it; in my time it was owned by Colonel Briones;
  and HE called it 'The Devil's Little Canyon'detained me with some dd
  civilities。   Let's   seehis   name    is  Woods;     isn't  it?  Used   to  sell  rum   to
  runaway sailors on Long Wharf; and take stores in exchange? Or was it
  Baker?Judge        Baker?     I  forget   which。    Well;    sir;  they   wished    to   be
  remembered。〃
  It struck Paul; perhaps unreasonably; that the colonel's indifference and
  digression were both a little assumed; and he asked abruptly;
  〃And you fulfilled your mission?〃
  〃I made the formal transfer; with the Mayor; of the property to Miss
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  Arguello。〃
  〃To Miss Arguello?〃
  〃To   the   Dona   Maria   Concepcion   de Arguello   de   la Yerba   Buenato
  speak precisely;〃 said the colonel; slowly。 〃George; you can take that hat to
  that blank hatterwhat's his blanked name? I read it only  yesterday in   a
  list   of   the   prominent   citizens   hereand   tell   him;   with   my   compliments;
  that I want a GENTLEMAN'S mourning band around my hat; and not a
  child's shoelace。 It may be HIS idea of the value of his own parentsif he
  ever had anybut I don't care for him to appraise mine。 Go!〃
  As the door closed upon George; Paul turned to the colonel
  〃Then   am   I   to   understand   that   you   have   agreed   to   her   story?〃   The
  colonel rose; picked up the decanter; poured out a glass of whiskey; and
  holding it in his hand; said:
  〃My dear Hathaway;   let us   understand each   other。 As   a gentleman;   I
  have made a point through life never to question the age; name; or family
  of any lady of my acquaintance。 Miss Yerba Buena came of age yesterday;
  and;    as   she   is  no   longer   my    ward;    she   is  certainly    entitled   to  the
  consideration I have just mentioned。 If she; therefore; chooses to tack to
  her name the whole Spanish directory; I don't see why I shouldn't accept
  it。〃
  Characteristic as this speech appeared to be of the colonel's ordinary
  manner;      it  struck  Paul   as   being   only   an   imitation    of  his  usual   frank
  independence; and made him uneasily conscious of some vague desertion
  on    Pendleton's     part。  He   fixed    his  bright   eyes   on   his  host;   who    was
  ostentatiously sipping his liquor; and said:
  〃Am   I   to   understand   that   you   have   heard   nothing   more   from   Miss
  Yerba; either for or against her story? That you still do not know whether
  she has deceived herself; has been deceived by others; or is deceiving us?〃
  〃After what I have just told you; Mr。 Hathaway;〃 said the colonel; with
  an increased exaggeration of manner which Paul thought must be apparent
  even to himself; 〃I should have but one way of dealing with questions of
  that kind from anybody but yourself。〃
  This   culminating   extravagancetaken   in   connection   with   Pendleton's
  passing doubtsactually forced a laugh from Paul in spite of his bitterness。
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  Colonel     Pendleton's     face   flushed   quickly。    Like   most    positive   one…
  idea'd   men;   he   was   restricted   from   any  possible   humorous   combination;
  and only felt a mysterious sense of being detected in some weakness。 He
  put down his glass。
  〃Mr。    Hathaway;〃       he  began;     with   a  slight   vibration    in   his  usual
  dominant   accents;   〃you   have   lately   put   me   under   a   sense   of   personal
  obligation for a favor which I felt I could accept without derogation from a
  younger man; because it seemed to be one not only of youthful generosity
  but of justice; and was not unworthy the exalted ambition of a young man
  like yourself or the simple deserts of an old man such as I am。 I accepted it;
  sir;   the  more    readily;   because    it  was   entirely   unsolicited    by   me;   and
  seemed      to  be   the  spontaneous      offering   of   your   own    heart。  If  I  have
  presumed upon it to express myself freely on other matters in a way that
  only  excites   your   ridicule;   I   can   but   offer   you   an   apology;   sir。   If   I   have
  accepted      a  favor   I  can   neither   renounce     nor   return;  I  must    take   the
  consequences to myself; and even beg YOU; sir; to put up with them。〃
  Remorseful as Paul felt; there was a singular resemblance between the
  previous reproachful pose of George and this present attitude of his master;
  as if the mere propinquity of personal sacrifice had made them alike; that
  struck him with a mingled pathos and ludicrousness。 But he said warmly;
  〃It is I who must apologize; my dear colonel。 I am not laughing at your
  conclusions;      but   at  this  singular   coincidence     with   a  discovery     I  have
  made。〃
  〃As how; sir?〃
  〃I find in the report of the Chief of the Police for the year 1850 that
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