interlude(玛丽罗茨莱因哈特惊人的幕间表演)-第12章
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〃Perhaps； for your work。 But what of you？ These brutes … they shell far
and wide。 One can never be sure。〃
He paused and surveyed her whimsically。
〃Who allowed you to come； alone； like this？〃 he demanded。 〃Is there
no one who objected？〃
Sara Lee glanced down at her ring。
〃The man I am going to marry。 He is very angry。
Henri looked at her； and followed her eyes to Harvey's ring。 He said
nothing； however； but he went over and gave the bell cord a violent jerk。
〃You must have food quickly；〃 he said in a rather flat voice。 〃You are
looking tired and pale。〃
A sense of unreality was growing on Sara Lee。 That she should be
alone in France with a man she had never seen three days before； that she
knew nothing whatever about that man； that； for the present at least； she
was utterly and absolutely dependent on him； even for the food she ate … it
was all of a piece with the night's voyage and the little room at the Savoy。
And it was none of it real。
When the breakfast tray came Henri was again at the window and
silent。 And Sara Lee saw that it was laid for two。 She was a little startled；
but the businesslike way in which the young officer drew up two chairs
and held one out for her made protest seem absurd。 And the flat…faced boy；
who waited； looked unshocked and uninterested。
It was not until she had had some coffee that Henri followed up his
line of thought。
〃So … the fiance did not approve？ It is not difficult to understand。 There
is always danger； for there are German aeroplanes even in remote places。
And you are very young。 You still wish to establish yourself；
mademoiselle？〃
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〃Of course！〃
〃Would it be a comfort to cable your safe arrival in France to the
flance？〃 When he saw her face he smiled。 And if it was a rather heroic
smile it was none the less friendly。 〃I see。 What shall I say？ Or will you
write it？〃
So Sara Lee； vastly cheered by two cups of coffee； an egg； and a very
considerable portion of bread and butter； wrote her cable。 It was to be brief；
for cables cost money。 It said； 〃Safe。 Well。 Love。〃 And Henri； who seemed
to have strange and ominous powers； sent it almost immediately。 Total cost；
as reported to Sara Lee； two francs。 He took the money she offered him
gravely。
〃We shall cable quite often；〃 he said。 〃He will be anxious。 And I think
he has a right to know。〃
The 〃we〃 was entirely unconscious。
〃And now；〃 he said； when he had gravely allowed Sara Lee to pay her
half of the breakfast； 〃we must arrange to get you out of Calais。 And that；
mademoiselle； may take time。〃
It took time。 Sara Lee； growing accustomed now to little rooms
entirely filled with men and typewriters； went from one office to another；
walking along the narrow pavements with Henri； through streets filled
with soldiers。 Once they drew aside to let pass a procession of Belgian
refugees； those who had held to their village homes until bombardment
had destroyed them … stout peasant women in short skirts and with huge
bundles； old men； a few young ones； many children。 The terror of the early
flight was not theirs； but there was in all of them a sort of sodden
hopelessness that cut Sara Lee to the heart。 In an irregular column they
walked along； staring ahead but seeing nothing。 Even the children looked
old and tired。
Sara Lee's eyes filled with tears。
〃My people；〃 said Henri。 〃Simple country folk； and going to England；
where they will grieve for the things that are gone … their fields and their
sons。 The old ones will die； quickly； of homesickness。 It is difficult to
transplant an old tree。〃
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The final formalities seemed to offer certain difficulties。 Henri； who
liked to do things quickly and like a prince； flushed with irritation。 He
drew himself up rather haughtily in reply to one question； and glanced
uneasily at the girl。 But it was all as intelligible as Sanskrit to her。
It was only after a whispered sentence to the man at the head of the
table that the paper was finally signed。
As they went down to the street together Sara Lee made a little protest。
〃But I simply must not take all your time；〃 she said； looking up
anxiously。 〃I begin to realize how foolhardy the whole thing is。 I meant
well； but … it is you who are doing everything； not I。〃
〃I shall not make the soup； mademoiselle；〃 he replied gravely。
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CHAPTER VIII
Here were more things to do。 Sara Lee's money must be exchanged at
a bank for French gold。 She had three hundred dollars； and it had been
given her in a tiny brown canvas bag。 And then there was the matter of
going from Calais toward the Front。 She had expected to find a train； but
there were no trains。 All cars were being used for troops。 She stared at
Henri in blank dismay。
〃No trains！〃 she said blankly。 〃Would an automobile be very
expensive？〃
〃They are all under government control； mademoiselle。 Even the
petrol。〃
She stopped in the street。
〃Then I shall have to go back。〃
Henri laughed boyishly。
〃Mademoiselle；〃 he said； 〃I have been requested to take you to a place
where you may render us the service we so badly need。 For the present
that is my duty； and nothing else。 So if you will accept the offer of my car；
which is a shameful one but travels well； we can continue our journey。〃
Long； long afterward； Sara Lee found a snapshot of Henri's car； taken
by a light…hearted British officer。 Found it and sat for a long time with it in
her hand； thinking and remembering that first day she saw it； in the sun at
Calais。 A long low car it was； once green； but now roughly painted gray。
But it was not the crude painting； significant as it was； that brought so
close the thing she was going to。 It was that the car was but a shell of a car。
The mud guards were crumpled up against the side。 Body and hood were
pitted with shrapnel。 A door had been shot away； and the wind shield was
but a frame set round with broken glass。 Even the soldier…chauffeur wore a
patch over one eye； and his uniform was ragged。
〃Not a beautiful car； mademoiselle； as I warned you！ But a fast one！〃
Henri was having a double enjoyment。 He was watching Sara Lee's
face and his chauffeur's remaining eye。
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〃But fast； eh； Jean？〃 he said to the chauffeur。 The man nodded and said
something in French。 It was probably the thing Henri had hoped for； and
he threw back his head and laughed。
〃Jean is reminding me；〃 he said gayly； 〃that it is forbidden to officers
to take a lady along the road that we shall travel。〃 But when he saw how
Sara Lee flushed he turned to the man。
〃Mademoiselle has come from America to help us； Jean；〃 he said
quietly。 〃And now for Dunkirk。〃
The road from Dunkirk to Calais was well guarded in those days。
From Nieuport for some miles inland only the shattered remnant of the
Belgian Army held the line。 For the cry 〃On to Paris！〃 the Germans had
substituted 〃On to Calais！〃
So； on French soil at least； the road was well guarded。 A few miles in
the battered car； then a slowing up； a showing of passports； the clatter of a
great chain as it dropped to the road； a lowering of leveled rifles； and a
salute from the officer … that was the method by which they advanced。
Henri sat with the driver and talked in a low tone。 Sometimes he sat
quiet； looking ahead。 He seemed； somehow； older； more careworn。 His
boyishness had gone。 Now and then he turned to ask if she was
comfortable； but in the intervals she felt that he had entirely forgotten her。
Once； at something Jean said； he got out a pocket map and went over it
carefully。 It was a long time after that before he turned to see if she was all
right。
Sara Lee sat forward and watched everything。 She saw little evidence
of war； beyond the occasional sentries and chains。 Women were walking
along the roads。 Children stopped and pointed； smiling； at the battered car。
One very small boy saluted； and Henri as gravely returned the salute。
Some time after that he turned to her。
〃I find that I shall have to leave you in Dunkirk；〃 he said。 〃A matter of
a day only； probably。 But I ill see before I go that you are comfortable。〃
〃I shall be quite all right； of course。〃
But something had gone out of the day for her。
Sara Lee learned one thing that day； learned it as some women do
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learn； by the glance of an eye； the tone of a voice。 The chauffeur adored
Henri。 His one unbandaged eye stole moments from the road to glance at
him。 When he spoke； while Henri read his map his very voice betrayed
him。 And while she pondered the thing； woman…fashion they drew into the
square of Dunkirk； where the statue of Jean Bart； pirate and privateer
stared down at this new procession of war which passed daily and nightly
under his cold eyes。
Jean and a porter carried in her luggage。 Henri and a voluble and
smiling Frenchwoman showed her to her room。 She felt like an island of
silence in a rapid…rolling sea of French。 The Frenchwoman threw open the
door。
A great room with high curtained windows； a huge bed with a faded
gilt canopy and heavy draperies； a wardrobe as vast as the bed； and for a
toilet table an enormous mirror reaching to the ceiling and with a marble
shelf below … that was her room。
〃I think you will be comfortable here； mademoiselle。〃
Sara Lee； who still clutched her small bag of gold； Shook her head。
〃Comfortable； yes；〃 she said。 〃But I am afraid it is very expensive。〃
Henri named an extremely low figure … an exact fourth； to be ac
