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the lost road-第57章

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reason to be what you call humiliated; or ashamed。  You have my
word for it。〃

A week later Aintree rode his pony into a railway cutting and 
rolled with it to the tracks below; and; if at the time he had 
not been extremely drunk; would have been killed。  The pony; 
being quite sober; broke a leg and was destroyed。

When word of this came to Helen she was too sick at heart to see
Aintree; and by others it was made known to him that on the first
steamer Miss Scott would return North。  Aintree knew why she was 
going; knew she had lost faith and patience; knew the woman he
loved had broken with him and put him out of her life。  Appalled 
at this calamity; he proceeded to get drunk in earnest。


The night was very hot and the humidity very heavy; and at Las 
Palmas inside the bungalow that served as a police…station the 
lamps on either side of the lieutenant's desk burned like tiny 
furnaces。  Between them; panting in the moist heat and with the 
sweat from his forehead and hand dripping upon an otherwise
immaculate report; sat Standish。  Two weeks before; the chief had
made him one of his six lieutenants。  With the force the promotion
had been most popular。

Since his promotion Standish had been in charge of the police…
station at Las Palmas and daily had seen Aintree as; on his way 
down the hill from the barracks to the railroad; the hero of 
Batangas passed the door of the station…house。  Also; on the 
morning Aintree had jumped his horse over the embankment; 
Standish had seen him carried up the hill on a stretcher。  At the
sight the lieutenant of police had taken from his pocket a notebook;
and on a flyleaf made a cross。  On the flyleaf were many other dates 
and opposite each a cross。  It was Aintree's record and as the number 
of black crosses grew; the greater had grown the resentment of Standish; 
the more greatly it had increased his anger against the man who had put 
this affront upon the army; the greater became his desire to punish。

In police circles the night had been quiet; the cells in the yard
were empty; the telephone at his elbow had remained silent; and 
Standish; alone in the station…house; had employed himself in 
cramming 〃Moss's Manual for Subalterns。〃  He found it a fascinating
exercise。  The hope that soon he might himself be a subaltern 
always burned brightly; and to be prepared seemed to make the 
coming of that day more certain。  It was ten o'clock and Las Palmas
lay sunk in slumber; and after the down train which was now due 
had passed; there was nothing likely to disturb her slumber until
at sunrise the great army of dirt…diggers with shrieks of whistles;
with roars of dynamite; with the rumbling of dirt…trains and 
steam…shovels; again sprang to the attack。  Down the hill; a
hundred yards below Standish; the night train halted at the 
station; with creakings and groanings continued toward Colon; 
and again Las Palmas returned to sleep。

And; then; quickly and viciously; like the crack of a mule…whip;
came the reports of a pistol; and once more the hot and dripping
silence。

On post at the railroad…station; whence the shots came; was Meehan; 
one of the Zone police; an ex…sergeant of marines。  On top of the hill; 
outside the infantry barracks; was another policeman; Bullard; once a 
cowboy。

Standish ran to the veranda and heard the pebbles scattering as 
Bullard leaped down the hill; and when; in the light from the 
open door; he passed; the lieutenant shouted at him to find Meehan
and report back。  Then the desk telephone rang; and Standish 
returned to his chair。

〃This is Meehan;〃 said a voice。  〃Those shots just now were fired 
by Major Aintree。  He came down on the night train and jumped off
after the train was pulling out and stumbled into a negro; and 
fell。  He's been drinking and he swore the nigger pushed him; and 
the man called Aintree a liar。  Aintree pulled his gun and the 
nigger ran。  Aintree fired twice; then I got to him and knocked 
the gun out of his hand with my nightstick。〃

There was a pause。  Until he was sure his voice would be steady 
and official; the boy lieutenant did not speak。

〃Did he hit the negro?〃 he asked。

〃I don't know;〃 Meehan answered。  〃The man jumped for the darkest 
spot he could find。〃  The voice of Meehan lost its professional 
calm and became personal and aggrieved。

〃Aintree's on his way to see you now; lieutenant。  He's going to 
report me。〃

〃For what?〃

The voice over the telephone rose indignantly。

〃For knocking the gun out of his hand。  He says it's an assault。
He's going to break me!〃

Standish made no comment。

〃Report here;〃 he ordered。

He heard Bullard hurrying up the hill and met him at the foot of 
the steps。

〃There's a nigger;〃 began Bullard; 〃lying under some bushes〃

〃Hush!〃 commanded Standish。

From the path below came the sound of footsteps approaching 
unsteadily; and the voice of a man swearing and muttering to 
himself。  Standish pulled the ex…cowboy into the shadow of the 
darkness and spoke in eager whispers。

〃You understand;〃 he concluded; 〃you will not report until you 
see me pick up a cigar from the desk and light it。  You will wait
out here in the darkness。  When you see me light the cigar; you
will come in and report。〃

The cowboy policeman nodded; but without enthusiasm。  〃I 
understand; lieutenant;〃 he said; 〃but;〃 he shook his head doubtfully;
〃it sizes up to me like what those police up in New York call a
'frame…up。'〃

Standish exclaimed impatiently。

〃It's not my frame…up!〃 he said。  〃The man's framed himself up。
All I'm going to do is to nail him to the wall!〃

Standish had only time to return to his desk when Aintree stumbled
up the path and into the station…house。  He was 〃fighting drunk;〃
ugly; offensive; all but incoherent with anger。

〃You in charge?〃 he demanded。  He did not wait for an answer。 
〃I've been 'saulted!〃 he shouted。  〃'Saulted by one of your damned 
policemen。  He struck mestruck me when I was protecting myself。 
He had a nigger with him。  First the nigger tripped me; then; when
I tried to protect myself; this thug of yours hits me; clubs me; you 
unnerstan'; clubs me!  I want him〃

He was interrupted by the entrance of Meehan; who moved into the 
light from the lamps and saluted his lieutenant。

〃That's the man!〃 roared Aintree。  The sight of Meehan whipped him
into greater fury。

〃I want that man broke。  I want to see you strip his shield off 
himnow; you unnerstan'; nowfor 'saulting me; for 'saulting an 
officer in the United States army。  And; if you don't;〃 he threw 
himself into a position of the prize…ring; 〃I'll beat him up and 
you; too。〃  Through want of breath; he stopped; and panted。  Again
his voice broke forth hysterically。  〃I'm not afraid of your damned 
night…sticks;〃 he taunted。  〃I got five hundred men on top this hill; 
all I've got to do is to say the word; and they'll rough…house this 
place and throw it into the cutand you with it。〃

Standish rose to his feet; and across the desk looked steadily at
Aintree。  To Aintree the steadiness of his eyes and the quietness
of his voice were an added aggravation。

〃Suppose you did;〃 said Standish; 〃that would not save you。〃

〃From what?〃 roared Aintree。  〃Think I'm afraid of your night…
sticks?〃

〃From arrest!〃

〃Arrest me!〃 yelled Aintree。  〃Do you know who's talking to you? 
Do you know who I am? I'm Major Aintree; damn you; commanding 
the infantry。  An' I'm here to charge that thug〃

〃You are here because you are under arrest;〃 said Standish。  〃You
are arrested for threatening the police; drunkenness; and assaulting
a citizen with intent to kill〃  The voice of the young man turned shrill
and rasping。  〃And if the man should die〃

Aintree burst into a bellow of mocking laughter。

Standish struck the desk with his open palm。

〃Silence!〃 he commanded。

〃Silence to me!〃 roared Aintree; 〃you impertinent pup!〃 He flung 
himself forward; shaking his fist。  〃I'm Major Aintree。  I'm your 
superior officer。  I'm an officer an' a gentleman〃

〃You are not!〃 replied Standish。  〃You are a drunken loafer!〃

Aintree could not break the silence。  Amazement; rage; stupefaction
held him in incredulous wonder。  Even Meehan moved uneasily。 
Between the officer commanding the infantry and an officer of 
police; he feared the lieutenant would not survive。

But he heard the voice of his lieutenant continuing; evenly; 
coldly; like the voice of a judge delivering sentence。

〃You are a drunken loafer;〃 repeated the boy。  〃And you know it。 
And I mean that to…morrow morning every one on the Zone shall know
it。  And I mean to…morrow night every one in the States shall know
it。  You've killed a man; or tried to; and I'm going to break you。〃
With his arm he pointed to Meehan。  〃Break that man?〃 he demanded。
〃For doing his duty; for trying to stop a murder? Strip him of his
shield?〃 The boy laughed savagely。  〃It's you I am going to strip;
Aintree;〃 he cried; 〃you 'hero of Batangas'; I'm going to strip you 
naked。  I'm going to 'cut the buttons off your coat; and tear the stripes
away。'  I'm going to degrade you and disgrace you; and drive you out
of the army!〃 He th
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