第 78 节
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寻找山吹 更新:2021-02-27 02:13 字数:9321
them。 Nevertheless they were human; and it were wise to take account; in
the conduct of the case; of the probable bias of each individual。
The President; overstepping his constitutional; Newtonian limits; might
propose laws; Congress might acquiesce in them; but the Supreme Court;
after listening to lawyers like Grolier (and he bowed to the attorney);
made them: made them; he might have added; without responsibility to any
man in our unique Republic that scorned kings and apotheosized lawyers。
A Martian with a sense of humour witnessing a stormy session of Congress
would have giggled at the thought of a few tranquil gentlemen in another
room of the Capitol waiting to decide what the people's representatives
meantor whether they meant anything。。。。
For the first time since I had known Theodore Watling; however; I saw him
in the shadow of another individual; a man who; like a powerful magnet;
continually drew our glances。 When we spoke; we almost invariably
addressed him; his rare words fell like bolts upon the consciousness。
There was no apparent rift in that personality。
When; about five o'clock; the conference was ended and we were dismissed;
United States Senator; railroad presidents; field…marshals of the law;
the great banker fell into an eager conversation with Grolier over the
Canon on Divorce; the subject of warm debate in the convention that day。
Grolier; it appeared; had led his party against the theological liberals。
He believed that law was static; but none knew better its plasticity;
that it was infallible; but none so well as he could find a text on
either side。 His reputation was not of the popular; newspaper sort; but
was known to connoisseurs; editors; financiers; statesmen and judges;to
those; in short; whose business it is to make themselves familiar with
the instruments of power。 He was the banker's chief legal adviser; the
banker's rapier of tempered steel; sheathed from the vulgar view save
when it flashed forth on a swift errand。
〃I'm glad to be associated with you in this case; Mr。 Paret;〃 Mr。 Grolier
said modestly; as we emerged into the maelstrom of Wall Street。 〃If you
can make it convenient to call at my office in the morning; we'll go over
it a little。 And I'll see you in a day or two in Washington; Watling。
Keep your eye on the bull;〃 he added; with a twinkle; 〃and don't let him
break any more china than you can help。 I don't know where we'd be if it
weren't for you fellows。〃
By 〃you fellows;〃 he meant Mr。 Watling's distinguished associates in the
Senate。。。。
Mr。 Watling and I dined together at a New York club。 It was not a dinner
of herbs。 There was something exceedingly comfortable about that club;
where the art of catering to those who had earned the right to be catered
to came as near perfection as human things attain。 From the great;
heavily curtained dining…room the noises of the city had been carefully
excluded; the dust of the Avenue; the squalour and smells of the brown
stone fronts and laddered tenements of those gloomy districts lying a
pistol…shot east and west。 We had a vintage champagne; and afterwards a
cigar of the club's special importation。
〃Well;〃 said Mr。 Watling; 〃mow that you're a member of the royal council;
what do you think of the King?〃
〃I've been thinking a great deal about him;〃 I said; and indeed it was
true。 He had made; perhaps; his greatest impression when I had shaken
his hand in parting。 The manner in which he had looked at me then had
puzzled me; it was as though he were seeking to divine something in me
that had escaped him。 〃Why doesn't the government take him over?〃 I
exclaimed。
Mr。 Watling smiled。
〃You mean; instead of his mines and railroads and other properties?〃
〃Yes。 But that's your idea。 Don't you remember you said something of
the kind the night of the election; years ago? It occurred to me to…day;
when I was looking at him。〃
〃Yes;〃 he agreed thoughtfully; 〃if some American genius could find a way
to legalize that power and utilize the men who created it the worst of
our problems would be solved。 A man with his ability has a right to
power; and none would respond more quickly or more splendidly to a call
of the government than he。 All this fight is waste; Hugh; damned waste
of the nation's energy。〃 Mr。 Watling seldom swore。 〃Look at the
President! There's a man of remarkable ability; too。 And those two
oughtn't to be fighting each other。 The President's right; in a way。
Yes; he is; though I've got to oppose him。〃
I smiled at this from Theodore Watling; though I admired him the more for
it。 And suddenly; oddly; I happened to remember what Krebs had said;
that our troubles were not due to individuals; but to a disease that had
developed in industrial society。 If the day should come when such men as
the President and the great banker would be working together; was it not
possible; too; that the idea of Mr。 Watling and the vision of Krebs might
coincide? I was struck by a certain seeming similarity in their views;
but Mr。 Watling interrupted this train of thought by continuing to
express his own。
〃Well;they're running right into a gale when they might be sailing with
it;〃 he said。
〃You think we'll have more trouble?〃 I asked。
〃More and more;〃 he replied。 〃It'll be worse before it's better I'm
afraid。〃 At this moment a club servant announced his cab; and he rose。
〃Well; good…bye; my son;〃 he said。 〃I'll hope to see you in Washington
soon。 And remember there's no one thinks any more of you than I do。〃
I escorted him to the door; and it was with a real pang I saw him wave to
me from his cab as he drove away。 My affection for him was never more
alive than in this hour when; for the first time in my experience; he had
given real evidence of an inner anxiety and lack of confidence in the
future。
XXI。
In spite of that unwonted note of pessimism from Mr。 Watling; I went home
in a day or two flushed with my new honours; and it was impossible not to
be conscious of the fact that my aura of prestige was increased
tremendously increasedby the recognition I had received。 A certain
subtle deference in the attitude of the small minority who owed
allegiance to the personage by whom I had been summoned was more
satisfying than if I had been acclaimed at the station by thousands of my
fellow…citizens who knew nothing of my journey and of its significance;
even though it might have a concern for them。 To men like Berringer;
Grierson and Tallant and our lesser great lights the banker was a semi…
mythical figure; and many times on the day of my return I was stopped on
the street to satisfy the curiosity of my friends as to my impressions。
Had he; for instance; let fall any opinions; prognostications on the
political and financial situation? Dickinson and Scherer were the only
other men in the city who had the honour of a personal acquaintance with
him; and Scherer was away; abroad; gathering furniture and pictures for
the house in New York Nancy had predicted; and which he had already begun
to build! With Dickinson I lunched in private; in order to give him a
detailed account of the conference。 By five o'clock I was ringing the
door…bell of Nancy's new mansion on Grant Avenue。 It was several blocks
below my own。
〃Well; how does it feel to be sent for by the great sultan?〃 she asked;
as I stood before her fire。 〃Of course; I have always known that
ultimately he couldn't get along without you。〃
〃Even if he has been a little late in realizing it;〃 I retorted。
〃Sit down and tell me all about him;〃 she commanded。
〃I met him once; when Ham had the yacht at Bar Harbor。〃
〃And how did he strike you?〃
〃As somewhat wrapped up in himself;〃 said Nancy。
We laughed together。
〃Oh; I fell a victim;〃 she went on。 〃I might have sailed off with him;
if he had asked me。〃
〃I'm surprised he didn't ask you。〃
〃I suspect that it was not quite convenient;〃 she said。 〃Women are
secondary considerations to sultans; we're all very well when they
haven't anything more serious to occupy them。 Of course that's why they
fascinate us。 What did he want with you; Hugh?〃
〃He was evidently afraid that the government would win the coal roads
suit unless I was retained。〃
〃More laurels!〃 she sighed。 〃I suppose I ought to be proud to know you。〃
〃That's exactly what I've been trying to impress on you all these years;〃
I declared。 〃I've laid the laurels at your feet; in vain。〃
She sat with her head back on the cushions; surveying me。
〃Your dress is very becoming;〃 I said irrelevantly。
〃I hoped it would meet your approval;〃 she mocked。
〃I've been trying to identify the shade。 It's elusivelike you。〃
〃Don't be banal。。。。 What is the colour?〃
〃Poinsetta!〃
〃Pretty nearly;〃 she agreed; critically。
I took the soft crepe between my fingers。
〃Poet!〃 she smiled。 〃No; it isn't quite poinsetta。 It's nearer the red…
orange of a tree I remember one autumn; in the White Mountains; with the
setting sun on it。 But that wasn't what we were talking about。 Laurels!
Your laurels。〃
〃My laurels;〃 I repeated。 〃Such as they are; I fling them into your
lap。〃
〃Do you think they