第 28 节
作者:旅游巴士      更新:2021-10-16 18:45      字数:9322
  acquired the art of diplomatic ambiguity。            The man in the       street enjoyed
  the articles and bought the paper as he             had never bought it before; the
  men in Downing Street           took a different view。        The Foreign   Secretary;
  hitherto    accounted   a   rather   reticent   man;   became   positively     garrulous
  in the course of perpetually disavowing the              sentiments expressed in the
  DAILY INTELLIGENCER'S                  leaders; and then one day the Government
  came     to  the   conclusion      that  something     definite   and   drastic   must   be
  done。     A    deputation;    consisting    of  the   Prime    Minister;    the   Foreign
  Secretary;     four   leading   financiers;    and   a   well…known       Nonconformist
  divine; made its way to the         offices of the paper。       At the door leading to
  the    editorial department the way was barred by a nervous but                   defiant
  office…boy。
  〃 'You can't see the editor nor any of the staff;'         he announced。
  〃 'We insist on seeing the editor or some           responsible person;' said the
  Prime   Minister;   and   the     deputation   forced   its   way   in。   The   boy   had
  spoken truly;      there was no one to be seen。          In the whole suite of rooms
  there was no sign of human life。
  〃   'Where    is  the  editor?'   'Or    the  foreign   editor?'     'Or    the  chief
  leader…writer?      Or anybody?'
  〃In answer to the shower of questions the boy             unlocked a drawer and
  produced a strange…looking           envelope; which bore a Khokand postmark;
  and a date of      some seven or eight months back。             It contained a scrap of
  paper on which was written the following message:
  〃  'Entire  party   captured    by   brigand   tribe   on   homeward       journey。
  Quarter of million demanded as ransom;                but would probably take less。
  Inform Government;          relations; and friends。'
  〃There   followed     the  signatures    of  the   principal   members       of  the
  party and instructions as to how and where             the money was to be paid。
  〃The   letter   had   been   directed   to   the   office…boy…in…   charge;   who   had
  quietly suppressed it。       No one is a hero       to one's own office…boy; and he
  evidently   considered   that      a   quarter   of   a   million   was   an   unwarrantable
  outlay for     such a doubtfully advantageous object as the repatriation                of
  an errant newspaper staff。         So he drew the editorial         and other salaries;
  forged what signatures were           necessary; engaged new reporters; did what
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  sub…editing   he     could;   and   made   as   much   use   as   possible   of   the   large
  accumulation of special articles that was held in reserve              for emergencies。
  The articles on foreign affairs were          entirely his own composition。
  〃Of  course   the   whole   thing   had   to   be   kept   as   quiet as   possible;   an
  interim staff; pledged to secrecy; was           appointed to keep the paper going
  till the pining    captives could be sought out; ransomed; and brought home;
  in twos and threes to escape notice; and gradually things                 were put back
  on    their  old  footing。    The    articles   on   foreign    affairs  reverted    to  the
  wonted traditions of the        paper。〃
  〃But;〃 interposed the nephew; 〃how on earth did the                 boy account to
  the relatives all those months for the         non…appearance … 〃
  〃That;〃 said Sir Lulworth; 〃was the most brilliant              stroke of all。     To
  the wife or nearest relative of each           of the missing men he forwarded a
  letter;   copying   the    handwriting   of   the   supposed   writer   as   well   as   he
  could;     and   making   excuses   about   vile   pens  and ink; in   each      letter   he
  told the same story; varying only the locality;           to the effect that the writer;
  alone of the whole party;         was unable to tear himself away from the wild
  liberty and     allurements of Eastern life; and was going to spend                several
  months roaming in some selected region。              Many of       the wives started off
  immediately       in   pursuit   of   their    errant    husbands;     and   it  took    the
  Government a         considerable time and much trouble to reclaim them from
  their fruitless quests along the banks of the Oxus; the                Gobi Desert; the
  Orenburg steppe; and other outlandish              places。    One of them; I believe;
  is still lost somewhere       in the Tigris Valley。〃
  〃And the boy?〃
  〃Is still in journalism。〃
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  THE BYZANTINE OMELETTE
  SOPHIE   CHATTEL…MONKHEIM   was   a   Socialist   by                   conviction
  and a Chattel…Monkheim by  marriage。               The     particular member of that
  wealthy   family   whom   she   had       married   was   rich;   even   as   his   relatives
  counted riches。        Sophie had very advanced and decided views as to the
  distribution of money: it was a pleasing and fortunate               circumstance that
  she   also   had   the   money。    When   she     inveighed   eloquently   against   the
  evils   of   capitalism   at  drawing…room   meetings   and   Fabian   conferences
  she was      conscious of a comfortable feeling that the system; with               all its
  inequalities   and   iniquities;   would   probably   last    her   time。   It   is   one   of
  the consolations   of middle…aged          reformers   that the good they  inculcate
  must live after      them if it is to live at all。
  On   a   certain   spring   evening;   somewhere   towards   the       dinner…hour;
  Sophie sat tranquilly between her mirror and                her maid; undergoing the
  process     of  having    her  hair   built   into   an   elaborate    reflection   of  the
  prevailing fashion。        She was hedged round with a great peace; the peace
  of    one     who     has    attained    a  desired    end    with    much     effort   and
  perseverance;      and   who    has   found    it  still  eminently    desirable     in  its
  attainment。      The Duke of Syria had         consented to come beneath her roof
  as a guest; was even         now installed beneath her roof; and would shortly
  be      sitting    at   her   dining…table。       As     a   good     Socialist;   Sophie
  disapproved   of   social   distinctions;   and   derided   the   idea    of   a   princely
  caste;   but   if   there  were   to   be  these  artificial  gradations   of   rank    and
  dignity she was pleased          and anxious to have an exalted specimen of an
  exalted     order     included    in  her   house…party。     She    was    broad…minded
  enough to love the sinner while hating the sin … not that               she entertained
  any warm feeling of personal affection            for the Duke of Syria; who was a
  comparative       stranger;   but    still;  as  Duke   of  Syria;  he   was   very;   very
  welcome       beneath her roof。       She could not have explained why; but             no
  one was likely to ask her for an explanation; and most                 hostesses envied
  her。
  〃You     must     surpass    yourself     to…night;    Richardson;〃       she     said
  complacently to her maid; 〃I must be looking my                  very best。     We must
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  all surpass ourselves。〃
  The   maid   said   nothing; but   from  the   concentrated       look   in   her   eyes
  and the deft play of her fingers it was          evident that she was beset with the
  ambition to surpass        herself。
  A knock came at the door; a quiet but peremptory                knock; as of some
  one who would not be denied。
  〃Go and see who it is;〃 said Sophie; 〃it may be               something about the
  wine。〃
  Richardson held a hurried conference with an               invisible messenger at
  the door; when she returned there           was noticeable a curious listlessness in
  place of her      hitherto alert manner。
  〃What is it?〃 asked Sophie。
  〃The     household      servants    have    'downed      tools;'   madame;〃        said
  Richardson。
  〃Downed   tools!〃   exclaimed   Sophie;   〃do   you   mean   to          say   they've
  gone on strike?〃
  〃Yes;    madame;〃       said   Richardson;      adding    the    information:      〃It's
  Gas