a dream of armageddom-第4部分
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she stumbled I ran with my hand beneath her arm。 We ran down past
a couple of men; who turned back staring in astonishment at my
behaviourthey must have recognised my face。 And half way down
the slope came a tumult in the air; clang…clank; clang…clank; and
we stopped; and presently over the hill…crest those war things came
flying one behind the other。〃
The man seemed hesitating on the verge of a description。
〃What were they like?〃 I asked。
〃They had never fought;〃 he said。 〃They were just like our
ironclads are nowadays; they had never fought。 No one knew what
they might do; with excited men inside them; few even cared to
speculate。 They were great driving things shaped like spear…heads
without a shaft; with a propeller in the place of the shaft。〃
〃Steel?〃
〃Not steel。〃
〃Aluminum?〃
〃No; no; nothing of that sort。 An alloy that was very
commonas common as brass; for example。 It was calledlet me
see〃 He squeezed his forehead with the fingers of one hand。 〃I
am forgetting everything;〃 he said。
〃And they carried guns?〃
〃Little guns; firing high explosive shells。 They fired the
guns backwards; out of the base of the leaf; so to speak; and
rammed with the beak。 That was the theory; you know; but they had
never been fought。 No one could tell exactly what was going to
happen。 And meanwhile I suppose it was very fine to go whirling
through the air like a flight of young swallows; swift and easy。
I guess the captains tried not to think too clearly what the real
thing would be like。 And these flying war machines; you know; were
only one sort of the endless war contrivances that had been
invented and had fallen into abeyance during the long peace。 There
were all sorts of these things that people were routing out and
furbishing up; infernal things; silly things; things that had never
been tried; big engines; terrible explosives; great guns。 You know
the silly way of these ingenious sort of men who make these things;
they turn 'em out as beavers build dams; and with no more sense of
the rivers they're going to divert and the lands they're going to
flood!
〃As we went down the winding stepway to our hotel again; in
the twilight; I foresaw it all: I saw how clearly and inevitably
things were driving for war in Evesham's silly; violent hands; and
I had some inkling of what war was bound to be under these new
conditions。 And even then; though I knew it was drawing near the
limit of my opportunity; I could find no will to go back。〃
He sighed。
〃That was my last chance。
〃We didn't go into the city until the sky was full of stars;
so we walked out upon the high terrace; to and fro; andshe
counselled me to go back。
〃'My dearest;' she said; and her sweet face looked up to me;
'this is Death。 This life you lead is Death。 Go back to them; go
back to your duty'
〃She began to weep; saying; between her sobs; and clinging to
my arm as she said it; 'Go backGo back。'
〃Then suddenly she fell mute; and; glancing down at her face;
I read in an instant the thing she had thought to do。 It was one
of those moments when one sees。
〃'No!' I said。
〃'No?' she asked; in surprise and I think a little fearful at
the answer to her thought。
〃'Nothing;' I said; 'shall send me back。 Nothing! I have
chosen。 Love; I have chosen; and the world must go。 Whatever
happens I will live this lifeI will live for you! Itnothing
shall turn me aside; nothing; my dear one。 Even if you diedeven
if you died'
〃'Yes?' she murmured; softly。
〃'ThenI also would die。'
〃And before she could speak again I began to talk; talking
eloquentlyas I could do in that lifetalking to exalt love; to
make the life we were living seem heroic and glorious; and the
thing I was deserting something hard and enormously ignoble that it
was a fine thing to set aside。 I bent all my mind to throw that
glamour upon it; seeking not only to convert her but myself to
that。 We talked; and she clung to me; torn too between all that
she deemed noble and all that she knew was sweet。 And at last I
did make it heroic; made all the thickening disaster of the world
only a sort of glorious setting to our unparalleled love; and we
two poor foolish souls strutted there at last; clad in that
splendid delusion; drunken rather with that glorious delusion;
under the still stars。
〃And so my moment passed。
〃It was my last chance。 Even as we went to and fro there; the
leaders of the south and east were gathering their resolve; and the
hot answer that shattered Evesham's bluffing for ever; took shape
and waited。 And; all over Asia; and the ocean; and the South; the
air and the wires were throbbing with their warnings to prepare
prepare。
〃No one living; you know; knew what war was; no one could
imagine; with all these new inventions; what horror war might
bring。 I believe most people still believed it would be a matter
of bright uniforms and shouting charges and triumphs and flags and
bandsin a time when half the world drew its food supply from
regions ten thousand miles away〃
The man with the white face paused。 I glanced at him; and his
face was intent on the floor of the carriage。 A little railway
station; a string of loaded trucks; a signal…box; and the back of
a cottage; shot by the carriage window; and a bridge passed with a
clap of noise; echoing the tumult of the train。
〃After that;〃 he said; 〃I dreamt often。 For three weeks of
nights that dream was my life。 And the worst of it was there were
nights when I could not dream; when I lay tossing on a bed in this
accursed life; and theresomewhere lost to methings were
happeningmomentous; terrible things 。 。 。 I lived at nightsmy
days; my waking days; this life I am living now; became a faded;
far…away dream; a drab setting; the cover of the book。〃
He thought。
〃I could tell you all; tell you every little thing in the
dream; but as to what I did in the daytimeno。 I could not
tellI do not remember。 My memorymy memory has gone。 The
business of life slips from me〃
He leant forward; and pressed his hands upon his eyes。 For a
long time he said nothing。
〃And then?〃 said I。
〃The war burst like a hurricane。〃
He stared before him at unspeakable things。
〃And then?〃 I urged again。
〃One touch of unreality;〃 he said; in the low tone of a man
who speaks to himself;〃 and they would have been nightmares。 But
they were not nightmaresthey were not nightmares。 No!〃
He was silent for so long that it dawned upon me that there
was a danger of losing the rest of the story。 But he went on
talking again in the same tone of questioning self…communion。
〃What was there to do but flight? I had not thought the war
would touch CapriI had seemed to see Capri as being out of it
all; as the contrast to it all; but two nights after the whole
place was shouting and bawling; every woman almost and every other
man wore a badgeEvesham's badgeand there was no music but a
jangling war…song over and over again; and everywhere men
enlisting; and in the dancing halls they were drilling。 The whole
island was awhirl with rumours; it was said; again and again; that
fighting had begun。 I had not expected this。 I had seen so little
of the life of pleasure that I had failed to reckon with this
violence of the amateurs。 And as for me; I was out of it。 I was
like the man who might have prevented the firing of a magazine。
The time had gone。 I was no one; the vainest stripling with a
badge counted for more than I。 The crowd jostled us and bawled in
our ears; that accursed song deafened us; a woman shrieked at my
lady because no badge was on her; and we two went back to our own
place again; ruffled and insultedmy lady white and silent; and I
aquiver with rage。 So furious was I; I could have quarrelled with
her if I could have found one shade of accusation in her eyes。
〃All my magnificence had gone from me。 I walked up and down
our rock cell; and outside was the darkling sea and a light to the
southward that flared and passed and came again。
〃'We must get out of this place;' I said over and over。 'I
have made my choice; and I will have no hand in these troubles。 I
will have nothing of this war。 We have taken our lives out of all
these things。 This is no refuge for us。 Let us go。'
〃And the next day we were already in flight from the war that
covered the world。
〃And all the rest was Flightall the rest was Flight。〃
He mused darkly。
〃How much was there of it?〃
He made no answer。
〃How many days?〃
His face was white and drawn and his hands were clenched。 He
took no heed of my curiosity。
I tried to draw him back to his story with questions。
〃Where did you go?〃 I said。
〃When?〃
〃When you left Capri。〃
〃South…west;〃 he said; and glanced at me for a second。 〃We
went in a boat。〃
〃But I should have thought an aeroplane?〃
〃They had been seized。〃
I questioned him no more。 Presently I thought he was beginning
again。 He broke out in an argumentative monotone:
〃But why should it be? If; indeed; this battle; this
slaughter and stress is life; why have we this craving for pleasure
and beauty? If there is no refuge; if there is no place of peace;
and if all our dreams of quiet places are a folly and a snare; why
have we such dreams? Surely it was no ignoble cravings; no base
intentions; had brought us to this; it was Love had isolated us。
Love had come to me with her eyes and robed in her beauty; more
glorious than all else in life; in the very shape and colour of
life; and summoned me away。 I had silenced all the voices; I had
answered all the questionsI had come to her。 And suddenly there
was nothing but War and Death!〃
I had an inspiration。 〃 After all;〃 I said; 〃it coul