第 28 节
作者:辣椒王      更新:2021-02-20 14:36      字数:9321
  pulled   back     the   furs;   disclosing   a   face   composed   principally   of   large;
  staring; black eyes; and of skin; dark and scabbed by repeated frost…bite;
  tightly stretched across the bones。
  〃If it ain't Alonzo!〃 she cried。         〃You pore; starved devil!〃
  〃That's   the   man   on   the   other   bank;〃   Smoke   said   in   an   undertone   to
  Breck。
  〃We   found   it   raidin'   a   cache   that   Harding   must   a…made;〃   one   of   the
  men was explaining。           〃He was eatin' raw flour an' frozen bacon; an' when
  we got 'm he was cryin' an' squealin' like a hawk。                Look at him!        He's all
  starved; an' most of him frozen。            He'll kick at any moment。〃
  。                。               。                。                。
  Half an hour later; when the furs had been drawn over the face of the
  still form in the bunk; Smoke turned to Lucy。
  〃If you don't mind; Mrs Peabody; I'll have another whack at that steak。
  Make it thick and not so well done。〃
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  THE RACE FOR NUMBER ONE。
  I。
  〃Huh!     Get on to the glad rags!〃
  Shorty  surveyed   his   partner   with   simulated   disapproval;   and   Smoke;
  vainly attempting to rub the wrinkles out of the pair of trousers he had just
  put on; was irritated。
  〃They   sure   fit   you   close   for   a   second…hand   buy;〃   Shorty   went   on。
  〃What was the tax?〃
  〃One   hundred   and   fifty   for   the   suit;〃   Smoke   answered。     〃The   man
  was nearly my own size。          I thought it was remarkable reasonable。             What
  are you kicking about?〃
  〃Who?      Me?      Oh; nothin'。      I was just thinkin' it was goin' some for
  a   meat…eater   that   hit   Dawson   in   an   ice…jam;   with   no   grub;   one   suit   of
  underclothes;   a   pair   of   mangy   moccasins;   an'   overalls   that   looked   like
  they'd ben through the wreck of the Hesperus。                Pretty gay front; pardner。
  Pretty gay front。      Say?〃
  〃What do you want now?〃 Smoke demanded testily。
  〃What's her name?〃
  〃There     isn't  any   her;  my    friend。   I'm    to  have    dinner   at  Colonel
  Bowie's;   if   you   want   to   know。   The   trouble   with   you;   Shorty;   is   you're
  envious because I'm going into high society and you're not invited。〃
  〃Ain't you some late?〃 Shorty queried with concern。
  〃What do you mean?〃
  〃For dinner。      They'll be eatin' supper when you get there。〃
  Smoke was   about   to explain   with   elaborate sarcasm  when   he   caught
  the   twinkle   in   the   others'   eyes。 He   went   on   dressing;   with   fingers   that
  had lost their deftness; tying a Windsor tie in a bow…knot at the throat of
  the soft cotton shirt。
  〃Wish   I    hadn't   sent  all   my   starched   shirts  to   the  laundry;〃   Shorty
  murmured sympathetically。            〃I might a…fitted you out。〃
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  By   this   time   Smoke     was   straining   at  a  pair   of  shoes。   The     thick
  woollen socks were too thick to go into them。               He looked appealingly at
  Shorty; who shook his head。
  〃Nope。      If I had thin ones I wouldn't lend 'em to you。              Back to the
  moccasins; pardner。         You'd sure freeze your toes in skimpy…fangled gear
  like that。〃
  〃I paid fifteen dollars for them; second…hand;〃 Smoke lamented。
  〃I reckon they won't be a man not in moccasins。〃
  〃But there   are   to be   women;  Shorty。       I'm going   to   sit down   and   eat
  with real live womenMrs Bowie; and several others; so the Colonel told
  me。〃
  〃Well;     moccasins     won't    spoil   their   appetite   none;〃    was    Shorty's
  comment。       〃Wonder what the Colonel wants with you?〃
  〃I don't know; unless he's heard about my finding Surprise Lake。                     It
  will    take   a  fortune    to   drain   it;  and   the   Guggenheims       are   out   for
  investment。〃
  〃Reckon   that's   it。   That's   right;   stick   to   the   moccasins。  Gee!   That
  coat is sure wrinkled; an' it fits you a mite too swift。            Just peck around at
  your vittles。     If you eat hearty you'll bust through。 And if them women…
  folks gets to droppin' handkerchiefs; just let 'em lay。            Don't do any pickin'
  up。    Whatever you do; don't。〃
  II。
  As   became   a   high…salaried   expert   and the   representative   of   the   great
  house     of   Guggenheim;        Colonel     Bowie     lived    in  one    of   the   most
  magnificent cabins in Dawson。             Of squared logs; hand…hewn; it was two
  stories   high;   and   of   such   extravagant   proportions   that   it   boasted   a   big
  living room that was used for a living room and for nothing else。
  Here were big bear…skins on the  rough board floor; and on the  walls
  horns   of   moose   and   caribou。     Here   roared   an   open   fireplace   and   a   big
  wood…burning stove。          And here Smoke met the social elect of Dawson
  not the mere pick…handle millionaires; but the ultra…cream of a mining city
  whose      population     had   been   recruited    from    all  the  world    men    like
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  Warburton       Jones;   the   explorer    and   writer;   Captain    Consadine      of  the
  Mounted Police; Haskell; Gold Commissioner of the North…West Territory;
  and   Baron   Von   Schroeder;   an   emperor's   favourite   with   an   international
  duelling reputation。
  And     here;  dazzling     in  evening    gown;    he   met   Joy   Gastell;   whom
  hitherto   he   had   encountered   only   on   trail;   befurred   and   moccasined。   At
  dinner he found himself beside her。
  〃I feel like a fish out of water;〃 he confessed。            〃All you folks are so
  real   grand    you   know。    Besides      I  never   dreamed     such   oriental   luxury
  existed in the Klondike。        Look at Von Schroeder there。           He's actually got
  a   dinner   jacket;   and   Consadine's   got   a   starched   shirt。   I   noticed   he   wore
  moccasins just the same。         How do you like MY outfit?〃
  He    moved     his   shoulders     about   as   if  preening    himself    for   Joy's
  approval。
  〃It looks as if you'd grown stout since you came over the Pass;〃 she
  laughed。
  〃Wrong。      Guess again。〃
  〃It's somebody else's。〃
  〃You win。      I bought it for a price from one of the clerks at the A。 C。
  Company。〃
  〃It's a shame clerks are so narrow…shouldered;〃 she sympathized。 〃And
  you haven't told me what you think of MY outfit。〃
  〃I   can't;〃   he   said。 〃I'm  out   of   breath。  I've   been   living   on   trail   too
  long。     This sort of thing comes to me with a shock; you know。 I'd quite
  forgotten   that   women   have   arms   and   shoulders。        To…morrow   morning;
  like my friend Shorty; I'll wake up and know it's all a dream。                   Now; the
  last time I saw you on Squaw Creek〃
  〃I was just a squaw;〃 she broke in。
  〃I   hadn't   intended   to   say   that。 I   was   remembering   that   it   was   on
  Squaw Creek that I discovered you had feet。〃
  〃And I can never forget that you saved them for me;〃 she said。 〃I've
  been   wanting   to   see   you   ever   since   to   thank   you〃  (He   shrugged   his
  shoulders deprecatingly)。         〃And that's why you are here to…night〃
  〃You asked the Colonel to invite me?〃
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  〃No!    Mrs   Bowie。      And   I   asked   her   to   let   me   have   you   at   table。
  And here's my chance。         Everybody's talking。       Listen; and don't interrupt。
  You know Mono Creek?〃
  〃Yes。〃
  〃It has turned out richdreadfully rich。         They estimate the claims as
  worth a million and more apiece。          It was only located the other day。〃
  〃I remember the stampede。〃
  〃Well; the whole creek was staked to the sky…line; and all the feeders;
  too。    And    yet;  right   now;   on  the   main   creek;   Number     Three    below
  Discovery is unrecorded。         The creek was so far away from Dawson that
  the Commissioner allowed sixty days for recording after location。                Every
  claim was recorded except Number Three Below。