第 52 节
作者:生在秋天      更新:2023-05-17 13:24      字数:9322
  accompanied   an   English   lady   once   on   a   shopping   excursion   in   Munich。
  She had been accustomed to shopping in London and New York; and she
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  grumbled   at   everything   the   man   showed   her。       It   was   not   that   she   was
  really dissatisfied; this was her method。           She explained that she could get
  most things cheaper and better elsewhere; not that she really thought she
  could; merely she held it good for the shopkeeper to say this。                   She told
  him that his stock lacked tasteshe did not mean to be offensive; as I have
  explained; it   was   her   method;that there   was no variety  about   it;   that   it
  was not up to date; that it was commonplace; that it looked as if it would
  not wear。      He did not argue with her; he did not contradict her。               He put
  the   things   back   into   their   respective   boxes;   replaced   the   boxes   on   their
  respective   shelves;   walked   into   the   little   parlour   behind   the   shop;   and
  closed the door。
  〃Isn't he ever coming back?〃 asked the lady; after a couple of minutes
  had elapsed。
  Her tone did not imply a question; so much as an exclamation of mere
  impatience。
  〃I doubt it;〃 I replied。
  〃Why not?〃 she asked; much astonished。
  〃I expect;〃 I answered; 〃you have bored him。               In all probability he is
  at this moment behind that door smoking a pipe and reading the paper。〃
  〃What an extraordinary shopkeeper!〃 said my friend; as she gathered
  her parcels together and indignantly walked out。
  〃It is their way;〃 I explained。       〃There are the goods; if you want them;
  you can have them。          If you do not want them; they would almost rather
  that you did not come and talk about them。〃
  On another occasion I listened in the smoke…room of a German hotel
  to   a   small   Englishman   telling   a   tale   which;   had   I   been   in   his   place;   I
  should have kept to myself。
  〃It doesn't do;〃 said the little Englishman; 〃to try and beat a German
  down。      They  don't   seem  to   understand   it。     I   saw   a   first   edition   of   The
  Robbers in a shop in the Georg Platz。             I went in and asked the price。          It
  was a rum old chap behind the counter。               He said:      'Twenty…five marks;'
  and went on reading。         I told him I had seen a better copy only a few days
  before     for  twentyone      talks  like   that  when    one    is  bargaining;    it  is
  understood。      He   asked   me   'Where?'       I   told   him   in   a   shop   at   Leipsig。
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  He suggested   my  returning there   and   getting it;   he   did not seem  to   care
  whether I bought the book or whether I didn't。             I said:
  〃'What's the least you will take for it?'
  〃'I have told you once;' he answered; 'twenty…five marks。'                He was an
  irritable old chap。
  〃I said:    'It's not worth it。'
  〃'I never said it was; did I?' he snapped。
  〃I said:    'I'll give you ten marks for it。'       I thought; maybe; he would
  end by taking twenty。
  〃He rose。      I took it he was coming round the counter to get the book
  out。    Instead; he came straight up to me。           He was a biggish sort of man。
  He   took   me   by   the   two   shoulders;   walked   me   out   into   the   street;   and
  closed the door behind me with a bang。              I was never more surprised in all
  my life。
  〃Maybe the book was worth twenty…five marks;〃 I suggested。
  〃Of course it was;〃 he replied; 〃well worth it。              But what a notion of
  business!〃
  If  anything     change    the   German     character;    it  will  be   the  German
  woman。       She   herself   is   changing   rapidlyadvancing;   as   we   call   it。   Ten
  years    ago   no   German     woman      caring   for  her   reputation;   hoping    for  a
  husband; would have dared to ride a bicycle:               to…day they spin about the
  country in their thousands。          The old folks shake their heads at them; but
  the young men; I notice; overtake them and ride beside them。                     Not long
  ago it was considered unwomanly in Germany for a lady to be able to do
  the outside edge。       Her proper skating attitude was thought to be that of
  clinging limpness to some   male relative。            Now she practises eights in a
  corner by herself; until some   young man comes along to help her。                     She
  plays tennis; and; from a point of safety; I have even noticed her driving a
  dog…cart。
  Brilliantly educated she always has been。            At eighteen she speaks two
  or     three   languages;      and     has   forgotten      more     than    the   average
  Englishwoman   has   ever   read。        Hitherto;   this   education   has   been   utterly
  useless   to   her。  On   marriage   she   has   retired   into   the   kitchen;   and   made
  haste to clear her brain of everything else; in order to leave room for bad
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  cooking。      But suppose it begins to dawn upon her that a woman need not
  sacrifice her whole existence to household drudgery any more than a man
  need   make   himself  nothing   else  than a  business   machine。          Suppose  she
  develop an ambition to take part in the social and national life。               Then the
  influence of such a partner; healthy in body and therefore vigorous in mind;
  is bound to be both lasting and far…reaching。
  For   it   must   be   borne   in   mind   that   the   German   man   is   exceptionally
  sentimental; and most easily influenced by his women folk。                   It is said of
  him; he is the best of lovers; the worst of husbands。                This has been the
  woman's   fault。     Once   married;   the   German   woman   has   done   more   than
  put romance behind her; she has taken a carpet… beater and driven it out of
  the house。      As a girl; she never understood dressing; as a wife; she takes
  off such clothes even as she had; and proceeds to wrap herself up in any
  odd articles she may happen to find about the house; at all events; this is
  the   impression   she   produces。      The   figure   that   might   often   be   that   of   a
  Juno; the complexion that would sometimes do credit to a healthy angel;
  she   proceeds   of   malice   and   intent   to   spoil。 She   sells   her   birth…right   of
  admiration and devotion for a mess of sweets。               Every afternoon you may
  see her at the cafe; loading herself with rich cream…covered cakes; washed
  down by copious draughts of chocolate。 In a short time she becomes fat;
  pasty; placid; and utterly uninteresting。
  When      the  German     woman      gives   up  her   afternoon    coffee   and   her
  evening beer; takes sufficient exercise to retain her shape; and continues to
  read   after   marriage   something   else   than   the   cookery…book;   the   German
  Government will find it has a new and unknown force to deal with。                     And
  everywhere throughout Germany one is confronted by unmistakable signs
  that the old German Frauen are giving place to the newer Damen。
  Concerning what will then happen one feels curious。                For the German
  nation is still young; and its maturity is of importance to the world。               They
  are a good people; a lovable people; who should help much to make the
  world better。
  The worst that can be said against them is that they have their failings。
  They     themselves     do   not  know    this;  they   consider    themselves     perfect;
  which   is   foolish   of   them。   They   even   go   so   far   as   to   think   themselves
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  superior to the Anglo…Saxon:           this is incomprehensible。        One feels they
  must be pretending。
  〃They have their points;〃 said George; 〃but their tobacco is a national
  sin。   I'm going to bed。〃
  We rose; and leaning over the low stone parapet; watched the dancing
  lights upon the soft; dark river。
  〃It has been a pleasant Bummel; on the whole;〃 said Harris; 〃I shall be
  glad to get back; and yet I am sorry it is over; if you understand me。〃
  〃What is a 'Bummel'?〃 said George。            〃How would you translate it?〃
  〃A  'Bummel';〃   I   explained;   〃I   should   describe   as   a   journey;   long   or
  short; without an e