第 25 节
作者:低诉      更新:2021-02-27 01:23      字数:9322
  world; and in this half…naked condition; with their uncovered bosoms
  exposed to view; with arms bare to the shoulder; with a bustle behind
  and tightly swathed hips; under the most brilliant light; women and
  maidens; whose chief virtue has always been modesty; exhibit
  themselves in the midst of strange men; who are also clad in
  improperly tight…fitting garments; and to the sound of maddening
  music; they embrace and whirl。  Old women; often as naked as the
  young ones; sit and look on; and eat and drink savory things; old men
  do the same。  It is not to be wondered at that this should take place
  at night; when all the common people are asleep; so that no one may
  see them。  But this is not done with the object of concealment:  it
  seems to them that there is nothing to conceal; that it is a very
  good thing; that by this merry…making; in which the labor of
  thousands of toiling people is destroyed; they not only do not injure
  any one; but that by this very act they furnish the poor with the
  means of subsistence。  Possibly it is very merry at balls。  But how
  does this come about?  When we see that there is a man in the
  community; in our midst; who has had no food; or who is freezing; we
  regret our mirth; and we cannot be cheerful until he is fed and
  warmed; not to mention the impossibility of imagining people who can
  indulge in such mirth as causes suffering to others。  The mirth of
  wicked little boys; who pitch a dog's tail in a split stick; and make
  merry over it; is repulsive and incomprehensible to us。
  In the same manner here; in these diversions of ours; blindness has
  fallen upon us; and we do not see the split stick with which we have
  pitched all those people who suffer for our amusement。
  'We live as though there were no connection between the dying
  laundress; the prostitute of fourteen; and our own life; and yet the
  connection between them strikes us in the face。
  We may say:  〃But we personally have not pinched any tail in a
  stick;〃 but we have no right; to deny that had the tail not been
  pitched; our merry…making would not have taken place。  We do not see
  what connection exists between the laundress and our luxury; but that
  is not because no such connection does exist; but because we have
  placed a screen in front of us; so that we may not see。
  If there were no screen; we should see that which it is impossible
  not to see。' {28}
  Surely all the women who attended that ball in dresses worth a
  hundred and fifty rubles each were born not in a ballroom; or at
  Madame Minanguoit's; but they have lived in the country; and have
  seen the peasants; they know their own nurse and maid; whose father
  and brother are poor; for whom the earning of a hundred and fifty
  rubles for a cottage is the object of a long; laborious life。  Each
  woman knows this。   How could she enjoy herself; when she knew that
  she wore on her bared body at that ball the cottage which is the
  dream of her good maid's father and brother?  But let us suppose that
  she could not make this reflection; but since velvet and silk and
  flowers and lace and dresses do not grow of themselves; but are made
  by people; it would seem that she could not help knowing what sort of
  people make all these things; and under what conditions; and why they
  do it。  She cannot fail to know that the seamstress; with whom she
  has already quarrelled; did not make her dress in the least out of
  love for her; therefore; she cannot help knowing that all these
  things were made for her as a matter of necessity; that her laces;
  flowers; and velvet have been made in the same way as her dress。
  But possibly they are in such darkness that they do not consider
  this。  One thing she cannot fail to know;that five or six elderly
  and respectable; often sick; lackeys and maids have had no sleep; and
  have been put to trouble on her account。  She has seen their weary;
  gloomy faces。  She could not help knowing this also; that the cold
  that night reached twenty…eight degrees below zero; {29} and that the
  old coachman sat all night long in that temperature on his box。  But
  I know that they really do not see this。  And if they; these young
  women and girls; do not see this; on account of the hypnotic state
  superinduced in them by balls; it is impossible to condemn them。
  They; poor things; have done what is considered right by their
  elders; but how are their elders to explain away this their cruelty
  to the people?
  The elders always offer the explanation:  〃I compel no one。  I
  purchase my things; I hire my men; my maid…servants; and my coachman。
  There is nothing wrong in buying and hiring。  I force no one's
  inclination:  I hire; and what harm is there in that?〃
  I recently went to see an acquaintance。  As I passed through one of
  the rooms; I was surprised to see two women seated at a table; as I
  knew that my friend was a bachelor。  A thin; yellow; old…fashioned
  woman; thirty years of age; in a dress that had been carelessly
  thrown on; was doing something with her hands and fingers on the
  table; with great speed; trembling nervously the while; as though in
  a fit。  Opposite her sat a young girl; who was also engaged in
  something; and who trembled in the same manner。  Both women appeared
  to be afflicted with St。 Vitus' dance。  I stepped nearer to them; and
  looked to see what they were doing。  They raised their eyes to me;
  but went on with their work with the same intentness。  In front of
  them lay scattered tobacco and paper cases。  They were making
  cigarettes。  The woman rubbed the tobacco between her hands; pushed
  it into the machine; slipped on the cover; thrust the tobacco
  through; then tossed it to the girl。  The girl twisted the paper;
  and; making it fast; threw it aside; and took up another。  All thus
  was done with such swiftness; with such intentness; as it is
  impossible to describe to a man who has never seen it done。  I
  expressed my surprise at their quickness。
  〃I have been doing nothing else for fourteen years;〃 said the woman。
  〃Is it hard?〃
  〃Yes:  it pains my chest; and makes my breathing hard。〃
  It was not necessary for her to add this; however。  A look at the
  girl sufficed。  She had worked at this for three years; but any one
  who had not seen her at this occupation would have said that here was
  a strong organism which was beginning to break down。
  My friend; a kind and liberal man; hires these women to fill his
  cigarettes at two rubles fifty kopeks the thousand。  He has money;
  and he spends it for work。  What harm is there in that?  My friend
  rises at twelve o'clock。  He passes the evening; from six until two;
  at cards; or at the piano。  He eats and drinks savory things; others
  do all his work for him。  He has devised a new source of pleasure;
  smoking。  He has taken up smoking within my memory。
  Here is a woman; and here is a girl; who can barely support
  themselves by turning themselves into machines; and they pass their
  whole lives inhaling tobacco; and thereby running their health。  He
  has money which he never earned; and he prefers to play at whist to
  making his own cigarettes。  He gives these women money on condition
  that they shall continue to live in the same wretched manner in which
  they are now living; that is to say; by making his cigarettes。
  I love cleanliness; and I give money only on the condition that the
  laundress shall wash the shirt which I change twice a day; and that
  shirt has destroyed the laundress's last remaining strength; and she
  has died。  What is there wrong about that?  People who buy and hire
  will continue to force other people to make velvet and confections;
  and will purchase them; without me; and no matter what I may do; they
  will hire cigarettes made and shirts washed。  Then why should I
  deprive myself of velvet and confections and cigarettes and clean
  shirts; if things are definitively settled thus?  This is the
  argument which I often; almost always; hear。  This is the very
  argument which makes the mob which is destroying something; lose its
  senses。  This is the very argument by which dogs are guided when one
  of them has flung himself on another dog; and overthrown him; and the
  rest of the pack rush up also; and tear their comrade in pieces。
  Other people have begun it; and have wrought mischief; then why
  should not I take advantage of it?  Well; what will happen if I wear
  a soiled shirt; and make my own cigarettes?  Will that make it easier
  for anybody else? ask people who would like to justify their course。
  If it were not so far from the truth; it would be a shame to answer
  such a question; but we have become so entangled that this question
  seems very natural to us; and hence; although it is a shame; it is
  necessary to reply to it。
  What difference will it make if I wear one shirt a week; and make may
  own cigarettes; or do not smoke at all?  This difference; that some
  laundress and some cigarette…maker will exert their strength less;
  and that what I have spent for washing and for the making of
  cigarettes I can give to that very laundress; or even to other
  laundresses and toilers who are worn out with their labor; and who;
  instead of laboring beyond their strength; will then be able to rest;
  and drink tea。  But to this I hear an objection