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作者:不是就是      更新:2021-02-19 20:54      字数:9322
  arrangement; rigged with a scandalous amount of talking; but
  perfectly equal to the work in hand。  It was Peroo who had saved
  the girder of Number Seven pier from destruction when the new
  wire…rope jammed in the eye of the crane; and the huge plate
  tilted in its slings; threatening to slide out sideways。  Then
  the native workmen lost their heads with great shoutings; and
  Hitchcock's right arm was broken by a falling T…plate; and he
  buttoned it up in his coat and swooned; and came to and directed
  for four hours till Peroo; from the top of the crane; reported
  〃All's well;〃 and the plate swung home。  There was no one like
  Peroo; serang; to lash; and guy; and hold; to control the
  donkey…engines; to hoist a fallen locomotive craftily out of the
  borrow…pit into which it had tumbled; to strip; and dive; if need
  be; to see how the concrete blocks round the piers stood the
  scouring of Mother Gunga; or to adventure upstream on a monsoon
  night and report on the state of the embankment…facings。  He
  would interrupt the field…councils of Findlayson and Hitchcock
  without fear; till his wonderful English; or his still more
  wonderful linguafranca; half Portuguese and half Malay; ran out
  and he was forced to take string and show the knots that he would
  recommend。  He controlled his own gang of tackle men … mysterious
  relatives from Kutch Mandvi gathered month by month and tried to
  the uttermost。  No consideration of family or kin allowed
  Peroo to keep weak hands or a giddy head on the pay…roll。
  〃My honour is the honour of this bridge;〃 he would say to the
  about…to…be…dismissed。  〃What do I care for your honour?
  Go and work on a steamer。  That is all you are fit for。〃
  The little cluster of huts where he and his gang lived centred
  round the tattered dwelling of a sea…priest … one who had never
  set foot on black water; but had been chosen as ghostly
  counsellor by two generations of sea…rovers all unaffected by
  port missions or those creeds which are thrust upon sailors by
  agencies along Thames bank。  The priest of the Lascars had
  nothing to do with their caste; or indeed with anything at all。
  He ate the offerings of his church; and slept and smoked; and
  slept again; 〃for;〃 said Peroo; who had haled him a thousand
  miles inland; 〃he is a very holy man。  He never cares what you
  eat so long as you do not eat beef; and that is good; because on
  land we worship Shiva; we Kharvas; but at sea on the Kumpani's
  boats we attend strictly to the orders of the Burra Malum
  'the first mate'; and on this bridge we observe what Finlinson
  Sahib says。〃
  Finlinson Sahib had that day given orders to clear the
  scaffolding from the guard…tower on the right bank; and Peroo
  with his mates was casting loose and lowering down the bamboo
  poles and planks as swiftly as ever they had whipped the cargo
  out of a coaster。
  From his trolley he could hear the whistle of the serang's silver
  pipe and the creek and clatter of the pulleys。  Peroo was
  standing on the top…most coping of the tower; clad in the blue
  dungaree of his abandoned service; and as Findlayson motioned to
  him to be careful; for his was no life to throw away; he gripped
  the last pole; and; shading his eyes ship…fashion; answered with
  the long…drawn wail of the fo'c'sle lookout:  〃Ham dekhta hai〃
  (〃I am looking out〃)。
  Findlayson laughed and then sighed。  It was years since he had
  seen a steamer; and he was sick for home。  As his trolley passed
  under the tower; Peroo descended by a rope; ape…fashion; and
  cried: 〃It looks well now; Sahib。  Our bridge is all but done。
  What think you Mother Gunga will say when the rail runs over?〃
  〃She has said little so far。  It was never Mother Gunga that
  delayed us。〃
  〃There is always time for her; and none the less there has been
  delay。  Has the Sahib forgotten last autumn's flood; when the
  stone…boats were sunk without warning … or only a half…day's
  warning?〃
  〃Yes; but nothing save a big flood could hurt us now。  The spurs
  are holding well on the West Bank。〃
  〃Mother Gunga eats great allowances。  There is always room for
  more stone on the revetments。  I tell this to the Chota Sahib〃 …
  he meant Hitchcock … 〃and he laughs。〃
  〃No matter; Peroo。  Another year thou wilt be able to build a
  bridge in thine own fashion。〃
  The Lascar grinned。  〃Then it will not be in this way … with
  stonework sunk under water; as the Qyetta was sunk。  I like
  sus…sus…pen…sheen bridges that fly from bank to bank。  with one
  big step; like a gang…plank。  Then no water can hurt。  When does
  the Lord Sahib come to open the bridge?〃
  〃In three months; when the weather is cooler。〃
  〃Ho! ho!  He is like the Burra Malum。  He sleeps below while the
  work is being done。  Then he comes upon the quarter…deck and
  touches with his finger; and says: 'This is not clean!  Dam
  jibboonwallah!'〃
  〃But the Lord Sahib does not call me a dam jibboonwallah; Peroo。〃
  〃No; Sahib; but he does not come on deck till the work is all
  finished。  Even the Burra Malum of the Nerbudda said once at
  Tuticorin …〃
  〃Bah!  Go!  I am busy。〃
  〃I; also!〃 said Peroo; with an unshaken countenance。  〃May I take
  the light dinghy now and row along the spurs?〃
  〃To hold them with thy hands?  They are; I think; sufficiently heavy。〃
  〃Nay; Sahib。  It is thus。  At sea; on the Black Water; we have
  room to be blown up and down without care。  Here we have no room
  at all。  Look you; we have put the river into a dock; and run her
  between stone sills。〃
  Findlayson smiled at the 〃we。〃
  〃We have bitted and bridled her。  She is not like the sea; that
  can beat against a soft beach。  She is Mother Gunga … in irons。〃
  His voice fell a little。
  〃Peroo; thou hast been up and down the world more even than I。
  Speak true talk; now。  How much dost thou in thy heart believe of
  Mother Gunga?〃
  〃All that our priest says。  London is London; Sahib。  Sydney is
  Sydney; and Port Darwin is Port Darwin。  Also Mother Gunga is
  Mother Gunga; and when I come back to her banks I know this and
  worship。  In London I did poojah to the big temple by the river
  for the sake of the God within。 。 。 。  Yes; I will not take the
  cushions in the dinghy。〃
  Findlayson mounted his horse and trotted to the shed of a
  bungalow that he shared with his assistant。  The place had become
  home to him in the last three years。  He had grilled in the heat;
  sweated in the rains; and shivered with fever under the rude
  thatch roof; the lime…wash beside the door was covered with rough
  drawings and formulae; and the sentry…path trodden in the matting
  of the verandah showed where he had walked alone。  There is no
  eight…hour limit to an engineer's work; and the evening meal with
  Hitchcock was eaten booted and spurred: over their cigars they
  listened to the hum of the village as the gangs came up from the
  river…bed and the lights began to twinkle。
  〃Peroo has gone up the spurs in your dinghy。  He's taken a couple
  of nephews with him; and he's lolling in the stern like a
  commodore;〃 said Hitchcock。
  〃That's all right。  He's got something on his mind。  You'd think
  that ten years in the British India boats would have knocked most
  of his religion out of him。〃
  〃So it has;〃 said Hitchcock; chuckling。  〃I overheard him the
  other day in the middle of a most atheistical talk with that fat
  old guru of theirs。  Peroo denied the efficacy of prayer; and
  wanted the guru to go to sea and watch a gale out with him; and
  see if he could stop a monsoon。〃
  〃All the same; if you carried off his guru he'd leave us like a
  shot。  He was yarning away to me about praying to the dome of St。
  Paul's when he was in London。〃
  〃He told me that the first time he went into the engine…room of a
  steamer; when he was a boy; he prayed to the low…pressure
  cylinder。〃
  〃Not half a bad thing to pray to; either。  He's propitiating his
  own Gods now; and he wants to know what Mother Gunga will think
  of a bridge being run across her。  Who's there?〃  A shadow darkened
  the doorway; and a telegram was put into Hitchcock's hand。
  〃She ought to be pretty well used to it by this time。  Only a
  tar。 It ought to be Ralli's answer about the new rivets。 。 。 。
  Great Heavens!〃  Hitchcock jumped to his feet。
  〃What is it?〃 said the senior; and took the form。  〃that's what
  Mother Gunga thinks; is it;〃 he said; reading。  〃Keep cool;
  young 'un。  We've got all our work cut out for us。  Let's see。
  Muir wired half an hour ago: 'Floods on the Ramgunga。  Look out。'
  Well; that gives us … one; two … nine and a half for the flood to
  reach Melipur Ghaut and seven's sixteen and a half to Lataoli …
  say fifteen hours before it comes down to us。〃
  〃Curse that hill…fed sewer of a Ramgunga!  Findlayson; this is two
  months before anything could have been expected; and the left bank
  is littered up with stuff still。  Two full months before the time!〃
  〃That's why it