time enough for love-时间足够你爱(英文版)-第102部分

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　　〃Now　slow　down！　I　am　not　rejecting　you。〃
　　
　　〃That's　the　way　it　feels　to　us；　We　are　artificial　constructs；　and　the　soi…disant　'incest'　mores　of　another　time　and　utterly　different　circumstances　don't　apply　to　us　and　you　know　it；　that's　just　an　excuse　to　avoid　something　you　don't　want　to　do。　Coupling　with　us　might　be　masturbation；　but　it　can't　be　incest　because　we　aren't　your　sisters。　We　aren't　your　kin　in　any　normal　sense；　we're　you。　Every　gene　of　us　es　from　you。　If　we　love　you…and　we　do…and　if　you　love　us…and　you　do；　some；　in　your　own　chincby　and　cautious　fashion…it's　Narcissus　loving　himself。　But　this　time；　if　you　could　only　see　it；　that　Narcissist　love　could　be　consummated。〃　She　stopped；　and　gulped。　〃That's　all。　e　on；　Lor；　let's　go　to　bed。〃
　　
　　〃Hold　it；　girls！　Laz；　Ishtar　says　this　is　safe？〃
　　
　　〃You　heard　me　say　so。　But　you　don't　want　to　do　it…so
　　
　　…the　hell　with　it！〃　…
　　
　　〃1　never　at　any　time　said　that　I　did　not　want　to。　Why　do　you　think　I　quit　cu？dling　you　two　lively　little　monkeys　when　you　started　being　grown　up？〃
　　
　　449〃Oh；　buddy！〃
　　
　　〃Because　I　must　be　Narcissus　himself　。　。　because　I　think　my　two　identicals　are　the　prettiest；　sexiest…and　bitchiest…　broads　I've　ever　seen。〃
　　
　　〃Do　you？　Do　you　really？〃…
　　
　　〃You　heard　me。　Quit　quivering　your　goddamn　chins！　So　when　you　started　getting　broad；　I　started　keeping　my　hands　off　you。　But…if　Ishtar　says　it's　all　right…〃
　　
　　〃She　does！〃…
　　
　　〃I　suppose…this　once…I　could　manage　a　couple　of　minutes　for　each　of　you。〃
　　
　　Lorelei　gasped。　〃Did　you　hear　that；　Laz？〃
　　
　　〃I　heard　it。　'Two…　minutes。'〃　〃Rude；　crude；　and　vulgar。〃　〃Insulting。〃
　　
　　〃Infuriating。〃　〃But　we　accept…〃
　　
　　…〃…right　now！~~
　　
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　　DA　CAPO450
　　
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　　The　Green　Hills
　　
　　The　Star　Yacht　Dora　hovered　two　meters　over　the　pasture；　the　lowe；　hatch　irised　open。　Lazarus　gave　Lazi　and　Lori　a　last　quick　squeeze　and　dropped　to　the　ground…rolled　with　the　impact；　rolled　to　his　feet；　hurriedly　got　clear　of　the　ship's　field。　He　waved；　and　the　ship　lifted；　straight　up；　a　round　black　cloud　against　the　stars。　Then　it　was　gone。
　　
　　He　looked　quickly　around　him…Dipper　。　。　North　Star。　okay；　fence　that　way；　road　beyond；　and…Caesar's　Ghost！…　a　bull！〃
　　
　　He　cleared　the　fence　with　inches　to　spare；　a　few　feet　ahead　of　the　bull。
　　
　　Lazarus　was　moving　so　fast　that　his　speed　made　necessary　another　rolling　landing。　He　wound　up　in　the　middle　of　a　rutted　dirt　road　while　reflecting　that　many　more　of　that　sort　would　not　improve　his　appearance。　He　patted　his　pockets；　especially　an　extra　pocket　concealed　by　the　bib　of　his　overalls；　and　decided　that　nothing　was　missing。　He　missed　the　fort　of　a　blaster　on　his　hip…but　knew　that　any　sort　of　gun　would　be　a　mistake；　for　this　time　and　place。　A　facsimile　jackknife　was　all　he　carried。
　　
　　His　hat…　The　ditch？　No。　Ten　feet　inside　the　fence。　which　might　as　well　be　ten　miles；　the　bull　was　keeping　an　eye
　　
　　on　him。　A　hat　was　not　necessary；　and　if　anyone　found　it　and　noticed　that　it　was　not　quite　right…well；　there　was　nothing　to　connect　it　with　him。　Forget　it。
　　
　　North　Star　again…　That　town　should　be　about　five　miles　down　this　road；　straight　as　the　turtle　flies。　He　set　out。
　　
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　　Lazarus　stood　in　front　of　the　printshop　of　the　Dade　County　Democrat；　looking　at　sheets　posted　inside　the　glass；　but　not　reading。　He　was　thinking。　He　had　just　had　a　sh1/4k；　and　the　pretense　of　continuing　to　read　posted　newspapers　l閪　him　do　so　in　quiet。　He　had　read　a　date　and　now　needed　to　reconstruct　some　ancient　history。　August　first；　nieen…sixteen…　nieen…
　　
　　sixteen？
　　
　　451…He　saw　reflected　in　the　glass　a　figure　ing　down　the　sidewalk…heavyset；　middle…aged；　wearing　…　a　gun　belt　almost　concealed　by　belly　overflowing　it；　a　holstered　hogleg　on　his　right　thigh；　…star　on　his　left　breast；　otherwise　dressed　much　as　Lazarus　was　dressed。　Lazarus　continued　to　stare　at　a　posted　front　page　of　the　Kansas　City　Journal。
　　
　　〃Morning。〃
　　
　　Lazarus　turned。　〃Good　morning　。　。　Chief。〃
　　
　　〃Just　the　constable；　Son。　Stranger　hereabouts？〃　〃Yes。〃　…
　　
　　〃Passing　through？　Or　staying　with　someone？〃　〃Passing　through。　Unless　I　find　work。〃
　　
　　〃That's　a　gcod　answer。　What　trade　do　you　follow？〃
　　
　　〃I　was　raised　on　a　farm。　But　I'm　an　all…around　mechanic。　Or　anything；　for　an　honest　dollar。〃
　　
　　〃Well；　I　tell　you。　Not　many　farmers　taking　on　hands　right　now。　As　for　anything　else；　things　are　slow　in　the　summertime。　Mmm；　you　wouldn't　be　one　of　them　IWW's；　would　you？〃
　　
　　'IV'　what？〃
　　
　　〃A　Wobbly；　son…don't　you　read　the　papers？　This　is　a　friendly　munity；　always　glad　to　have　visitors。　But　not　that　sort。〃　The　local　law　raised　one　hand　to　wipe　away　sweat　and　gave　a　lodge　recognition　sign。　Lazarus　knew　how　to　answer　it
　　
　　…and　decided　not　to。　Where　was　his　home　lodge？…that's　a　good　question；　Officer；　so　let's　not　let　it　e　up。
　　
　　The　constable　went　on；　〃Well；　since　you're　not　one；　you're　wele　to　ask　around　and　see　if…　somebody　needs　help。〃　He　looked　at　the　front　page　Lazarus　had　been　pretending　to　read。　〃Terrible　what　those　U…boats　are　doing；　isn't　it？〃
　　
　　Lazarus　agreed　that　it　was。
　　
　　〃Still；〃　the　officer　added；　〃if　people　stayed　home　and　minded　their　own　business；　it　wouldn't　happen。　Live　and　let　live；　I　always　say。　What　church　do　you　attend？〃
　　
　　〃Well；　my　folks　are　Presbyterians。〃
　　
　　〃So？　Meaning　you　haven't　attended　lately。　Well；　sometimes　I　miss　myself；　when　the　fish　are　biting。　But…　See　that　church　up　the　street？　The　belfry　through　the　elms。　If　you　do　find　work；　why；　e　Sunday；　ten　o'clock；　let　me　extend　you　the　right　hand　of　fellowship　there。　Methodist　Episcopal；　but　there　ain't　all　that　much　difference。　This　is　a　tolerant　munity。〃
　　
　　〃Thank　you；　sir；　I'll　be　there。〃
　　
　　〃Good。　Very　tolerant。　Mostly　Methodists　and　Baptists…but　a　few　Jack　Mormons　on　farms　around　here。　Good　neighbors；
　　
　　452they　always　pay　their　bills。　A　few　Cath…a…licks　and　nobody　holds　it　against　them。　Why；　we've　even　got　a　Jew。〃
　　
　　〃Sounds　like　a　good　town。〃
　　
　　…　〃It　is。　Local　option　and　clean　living。　Just　one　thing…　If　you　don't　find　work…　About　half　a　mile　beyond　the　church　you'll　find　a　city…limits　sign。　If　you're　ufiemployed　and　have　no　local　address；　it's　best　to　be　on　the　other　side　of　it　e　sundown。〃
　　
　　〃I　see。〃
　　
　　〃Or　I　would　have　to　run　you　in。　No　hard　feelings；　that's　just　the　way　it　is。　No　tramps　or　niggers　after　sundown。　I　dzrn't
　　
　　make　the　rt~les；　Son；　I　just　enforce　them…and　that's　how　Judge　Marstellar　defines　a　tramp。　Some　of　our　good　ladies　have　been　pushing　him…things　stolen　off　clotheslines　and　the　like。　So　its　ten　dollars　or　ten　days　。　。　which　isn't　…too　bad；　as　the　lockup　is　right　in　my　house。　The　food's　not　fancy　as　I'm　allowed　only　forty　cents　a　day　to　board　a　prisoner…though　for　fifty　cents　more　you　can　eat　what　we　do。　No　intention　of　making　things　hard；　you　understand…it's　just　that　the　Judge　and　the　Mayor　aim　to　keep　this　a　quiet；　law…abiding　place。〃
　　
　　〃I　understand。　Certainly　no　hard　feelings　；　。　because　you　won't　have　occasion　to　lock　me　up。〃
　　
　　〃Glad　to　hear　it。　Any　way　I　can　help　you；　Son；　just　…　let　me　know。〃
　　
　　〃Thank　you。　Perhaps　you　can　right　now。　Do　you　know　of　an　outhouse　a　stranger　might　use？　Or　had　I　better　try　to　hold　it　until　I'm　out　of　town　and　can　find　some　bushes？〃
　　
　　The　officer　smiled。　〃Oh；　I　think　we　can　be　that　hospitable。　The　courthouse　has　a　real　city…type　flush　toilet…but　it's　not　working。　Let　me　think。　Blacksmith　down　this　way　sometimes　acmodates　automobiists　passing　through。　I'll　walk　down　with　you。〃
　　
　　〃That's　mighty　kind　of　you。〃
　　
　　〃Glad　to。　Better　tell　me　your　name。〃
　　
　　〃Ted　Bronson。〃…
　　
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　　The　blacksmith　was　trimming　a　hoof。　on　a　young　gelding。　He　looked　up。　〃Hi；　Deacon。〃
　　
　　〃Howdy；　Tom。　This　young　friend　of　mine；　Ted　Bronson；　has　a　case　of　Kansas　quickstep。　Could　he　use　your　privy？〃
　　
　　The　blacksmith　looked　Lazarus　over。　〃Help　yourself；　Ted。　Try　not　to　go　clear　back　to　the　harness　section。〃
　　
　　〃Thank　you；　sir。〃
　　
　　Lazarus　followed　the　path　behind　the　shop；　was　pleased　to　find　that　the　privy　had　a　door　with　no　cracks　and　could　be
　　
　　453hooked　from　the　inside。　He　got　at　the　extra　pocket　hidden　by　the　bib　of　his　overalls；　took　out　money。
　　
　　Paper　banknotes　convincing　in　every　detail；　they　were　restored　replications　of　originals　in　the　Museum　of　Ancient　History　in　New　Rome…〃counterfeit〃　by　definition　but　the　restorations　were　so　perfect　that　Lazarus　would　not　hesitate　to　utter　them　in　any　bank…except　for　one　thing…：　What　dares　did　they　carry？　…　…
　　
　　He　quickly　shuffled　the　paper　money　into　two　packs：　1916　and　earlier；　and　post…1916；　then　without　hesitating　or　stopping　to　count；　he　shoved　the　usable　banknotes　into　a　pocket；　tore　a　page　from　the　Montgomery　Ward　catalog　in　the　cob　box；　packaged　the　useless　bills　so　that　they　would　not　be　spotted　as　money；　dropped…the　package　into　the　cesspool。　Then　he　got　out　coins　still　in　that　secret　pocket；　checked　their　dates。
　　
　　He　noted　that　most　of　them　carried　damning　mint　dates…　these　followed　the　paper　money。　He　wasted　a　full　second　admiring　a　proof…perfect　replica　buffalo　nickel…such　a　pretty　thing！　He　gave　sober　thought；…　at　least　two　seconds；　to　a　massive　twenty…dollar　gold　piece。　Gold　was　gold；　its　value　would　not　be　diminished　if　he　melted　it　down　or　pounded？it　into　a　shapeless　lump。　But　it　was　a　hazard　until　he　could　deface　it；　as　the　next　town　clown　might　not　be　as　friendly　as　this　one。　Down　it　went。
　　
　　He　felt　lighthearted　then。　〃Queer〃　money　was　a　serious　offense　here；　good　for　a　number　of　years　in　prisons　unpleasant　and　difficult　to　…escape　from。　But　lack　of　money　was　a　correctable　nuisance。　Lazarus　…　had　considered　arriving　with　no　money　at　all；　then　had　promised　by　taking　enough　for　a　few　days；　to　let　him　look　around；　reorient；　get　used　to　the　customs　and　the　lingo　again；　before　having　to　scratch　for　a　living…he　had　never　considered　trying　to　fetch　e