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作者:披荆斩棘      更新:2021-02-24 23:23      字数:9322
  us govern it。〃
  〃Would two lunatics make a Contrack like that?〃 said Carnehan; with
  subdued pride; showing me a greasy half…sheet of notepaper on which was
  written the following。 I copied it; then and there; as a curiosity。
  This   Contracx   between   me   and   you   persuing   witnesseth   in          the
  name of GodAmen and so forth。
  (One)                That     me    and     you    will   settle    this   matter
  together; i。e。; to be Kings of Kafiristan。
  (Two)                 That      you    and    me     will    not;    while    this
  matter     is  being   settled;  look   at  any                         Liquor;     nor  any
  Woman;  black;  white;                             or   brown;  so   as to get   mixed   up
  with                         one or the other harmful。
  (Three)            That      we     conduct      ourselves      with     Dignity
  and   Discretion;   and   if   one   of   us   gets                      into   trouble   the
  other will stay by him。
  Signed   by   you     and    me   this   day。                      Peachey
  Taliaferro      Carnehan。                                               Daniel       Dravot。
  Both Gentlemen at Large。
  〃There     was   no   need    for  the  last  article;〃  said   Carnehan;     blushing
  modestly; 〃but it looks regular。 Now you know the sort of men that loafers
  are;we /are/ loafers; Dan; until we get out of India;and /do/ you think
  that we would sign a Contrack like that unless we was in earnest? We have
  kept away from the two things that make life worth having。〃
  〃You won't enjoy your lives much longer if you are going to try this
  idiotic adventure。 Don't set the office on fire;〃 I said; 〃and go away before
  nine o'clock。〃
  I left them still poring over the maps and making notes on the back of
  the   〃Contrack。〃   〃Be   sure   to   come   down   to   the   Serai   to…morrow;〃   were
  their parting words。
  The Kumharsen Serai is the great foursquare sink of humanity where
  the strings of camels and horses from the North load and unload。 All the
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  nationalities of Central Asia may be found there; and most of the folk of
  India proper。 Balkh and Bokhara there meet Bengal and Bombay; and try
  to   draw   eye…teeth。   You   can   buy   ponies;   turquoises;   Persian   pussy…   cats;
  saddle…bags; fat…tailed sheep; and musk in the Kumharsen Serai; and get
  many   strange   things   for   nothing。   In   the   afternoon   I   went   down   to   see
  whether my friends intended to keep their word or were lying there drunk。
  A  priest   attired   in   fragments   of   ribbons   and   rags   stalked   up   to   me;
  gravely   twisting   a   child's   paper   whirligig。   Behind   him   was   his   servant
  bending under the load of a crate of mud toys。 The two were loading up
  two camels; and the inhabitants of the Serai watched them with shrieks of
  laughter。
  〃The   priest   is   mad;〃   said   a   horse…dealer   to   me。   〃He   is   going   up   to
  Kabul to sell toys to the Amir。 He will either be raised to honour or have
  his   head   cut   off。   He   came   in   here   this   morning   and   has   been   behaving
  madly ever since。〃
  〃The     witless   are   under   the   protection    of  God;〃    stammered       a  flat…
  cheeked Usbeg in broken Hindi。 〃They foretell future events。〃
  〃Would they could have foretold that my caravan would have been cut
  up    by   the  Shinwaris     almost    within   shadow      of  the  Pass!〃    grunted    the
  Eusufzai      agent   of   a  Rajputana     trading…house      whose     goods     had   been
  diverted into the hands of other robbers just across the Border; and whose
  misfortunes   were   the   laughing…stock   of   the   bazaar。   〃Ohe;   priest;   whence
  come you and whither do you go?〃
  〃From Roum have I come;〃 shouted the priest; waving his whirligig;
  〃from Roum; blown by the breath of a hundred devils across the sea! O
  thieves;    robbers;     liars;  the  blessing    of   Pir  Khan     on   pigs;   dogs;   and
  perjurers! Who will take the Protected of God to the North to sell charms
  that are never still to the Amir? The camels shall not gall; the sons shall
  not fall sick; and the wives shall remain faithful while they are away; of
  the men who give me place in their caravan。 Who will assist me to slipper
  the    King   of   the  Roos    with   a  golden     slipper   with   a  silver   heel?   The
  protection of Pir Khan be upon his labours!〃 He spread out the skirts of his
  gabardine and pirouetted between the lines of tethered horses。
  〃There     starts   a  caravan    from    Peshawar      to  Kabul    in  twenty    days;
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  /Huzrut/;〃 said the Eusufzai trader。 〃My camels go therewith。 Do thou also
  go and bring us good luck。〃
  〃I   will   go  even   now!〃   shouted   the   priest。   〃I   will   depart   upon   my
  winged camels;   and be   at Peshawar   in a   day! Ho!   Hazar Mir   Khan;〃 he
  yelled   to   his   servant;   〃drive   out   the   camels;   but   let   me   first   mount   my
  own。〃
  He leaped on the back of his beast as it knelt; and; turning round to me;
  cried; 〃Come thou also; Sahib; a little along the road; and I will sell thee a
  charman amulet that shall make thee King of Kafiristan。〃
  Then the light broke upon me; and I followed the two camels out of
  the Serai till we reached open road and the priest halted。
  〃What d' you think o' that?〃 said he in English。 〃Carnehan can't talk
  their patter; so I've made him my servant。 He makes a handsome servant。
  'T isn't for nothing that I've been knocking about the country for fourteen
  years。 Didn't I do that talk neat? We'll hitch on to a caravan at Peshawar
  till we get to Jagdallak; and then we'll see if we can get donkeys for our
  camels;   and   strike   into   Kafiristan。   Whirligigs   for   the Amir;   O   Lor'!   Put
  your hand under the camelbags and tell me what you feel。〃
  I felt the butt of a Martini; and another and another。
  〃Twenty       of   'em;〃    said   Dravot;     placidly。    〃Twenty      of   'em   and
  ammunition to correspond; under the whirligigs and the mud dolls。〃
  〃Heaven   help   you   if   you   are   caught   with   those   things!〃   I   said。   〃A
  Martini is worth her weight in silver among the Pathans。〃
  〃Fifteen hundred rupees of capitalevery rupee we could beg; borrow;
  or   stealare   invested   on   these   two   camels;〃   said   Dravot。   〃We   won't   get
  caught。  We're   going   through   the   Khaiber   with   a   regular   caravan。   Who'd
  touch a poor mad priest?〃          〃Have you got everything you want?〃 I asked;
  overcome with astonishment。
  〃Not   yet;   but   we   shall   soon。   Give   us   a   momento   of   your   kindness;
  /Brother/。 You did me a service yesterday; and that time in Marwar。 Half
  my   Kingdom   shall   you   have;   as   the   saying   is。〃   I   slipped   a   small   charm
  compass from my watch…chain and handed it up to the priest。
  〃Good…bye;〃 said Dravot; giving me hand cautiously。 〃It's the last time
  we'll shake hands with an Englishman these many days。 Shake hands with
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  him; Carnehan;〃 he cried; as the second camel passed me。
  Carnehan leaned down and shook hands。 Then the camels passed away
  along the dusty road; and I was left alone to wonder。 My eye could detect
  no failure in the disguises。 The scene in the Serai proved that they were
  complete   to   the   native   mind。   There   was   just   the   chance;   therefore;   that
  Carnehan       and   Dravot    would    be   able   to  wander     through    Afghanistan
  without detection。 But; beyond; they would find death certain and awful
  death。
  Ten days later a native correspondent; giving me the news of the day
  from Peshawar; wound up his letter with: 〃There has been much laughter
  here on account of a certain mad priest who is going in his estimation to
  sell   petty   gauds    and   insignificant    trinkets  which     he  ascribes    as  great
  charms to H。 H。 the Amir of Bokhara。 He passed through Peshawar and
  associated himself to the Second Summer caravan that goes to Kabul。 The
  merchants are pleased because through superstition they imagine that such
  mad fellows bring good fortune。〃
  The two; then; were beyond the Border。 I would have prayed for them;
  but   that   night   a   real   King   died   in   Europe;   and   demanded   an   obituary
  notice。
  The   wheel