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the prophet of berkeley square-第6章

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I can tell you。〃



The Prophet drew out half a sovereign; upon which a ray of sunshine

immediately fell as if in benediction。



〃Does Mr。 Malkiel?



〃Malkiel the Second;〃 interrupted the young librarian; whose pinkish

eyes winked at the illumination of the gold。



〃Malkiel the Second ever call herein person?〃



〃In person?〃 said the young librarian; very suspiciously。



〃Exactly。〃



〃I don't know about in person。 He calls here。〃



〃Ah;〃 said the Prophet; recognising in the youth a literary sense that

instinctively rejected superfluity。 〃He does call。 May I ask when?〃



〃When he chooses;〃 said the young librarian; and he winked again。



〃Does he choose often?〃



〃He's got his day; like Miss Partridge and lots of 'em。〃



〃I see。 Is his dayby chancea Thursday?〃



It was a Thursday afternoon。



〃I don't know about by chance;〃 rejoined the young librarian; his

literary sense again coming into play。 〃But it's〃



At this moment the library door opened; and a tall; thin; middle…aged

man walked in sideways with his feet very much turned out to right and

left of him。



〃Any letters; Frederick Smith?〃 he said in a hollow voice; on reaching

the counter。



〃Two; Mr。 Sagittarius; I believe;〃 replied the young librarian; moving

with respectful celerity towards the letter rack。



The Prophet started and looked eagerly at the newcomer。 His eyes rested

upon an individual whose face was comic in outline with a serious

expression; and whose form suggested tragic farce dressed to represent

commonplace; as seen at Margate and elsewhere。 A top hat; a spotted

collar; a pink shirt; a white satin tie; a chocolate brown frock coat;

brown trousers and boots; and a black overcoat thrown open from top to

bottomthese appurtenances; clerkly in their adherence to a certain

convention; could not wholly disguise the emotional expression that

seems sometimes to lurk in shape。 The lines of Mr。 Sagittarius defied

their clothing。 His shoulders gave the lie to the chocolate brown frock

coat。 His legs breathed defiance to the trousers that sheathed them。

One could; in fancy; see the former shrugged in all the abandonment of

third…act despair; behold the latter darting wildly for the cover

afforded by a copper; a cupboard; or any other friendly refuge of those

poor victims of ludicrous and terrific circumstance who are so sorely

smitten and afflicted upon the funny stage。



Mr。 Sagittarius; in fine; seemed a man dressed in a mask that was

unable to deceive。 His lean face was almost absurd in its irregularity;

its high cheek…bones and deep depressions; its sharp nose; extensive

mouth and nervous chin。 But the pale blue eyes that were its soul shone

plaintively beneath their shaggy; blonde eyebrows; and even an

application of pomade almost hysterically lavish could not entirely

conceal the curling gloom of the heavy; matted hair。



〃Yes; two; Mr。 Sagittarius;〃 cried the young librarian; approaching

from the rack。



The gentleman held out a hand covered with a yellow dogskin glove。



〃Thank you; Frederick Smith;〃 he said。



And he turned to leave the building。 But the Prophet intercepted him。



〃Excuse me;〃 said the Prophet。 〃I beg your pardon; butbut〃 he

looked at the young librarian and accidentally let the half sovereign

fall on the counter。 It gave the true ring。 〃I believe I heard you

mentionlet drop the name Mr。 Sagittarius。〃



〃I don't know about let drop;〃 began the youth in his usual revising

manner。 〃But I〃



At this point the gentleman in question began to move rather hastily

sideways towards the door。 The Prophet followed him up and got before

him near the letter rack; while the young librarian retrieved the half

sovereign and bit it with his teeth。



〃I really beg your pardon;〃 said the Prophet; while Mr。 Sagittarius

stood still in the violent attitude of one determined to dodge so long

as he has breath。 〃I am not at all in the habit of〃Mr。 Sagittarius

dodged〃of intruding upon strangers〃 Mr。 Sagittarius dodged again

with such extraordinary abruptness and determination that he nearly

caused the young librarian to swallow the Prophet's golden bribe。 〃I

see you don't believe me;〃 the Prophet continued; flushing pink but

still holding his ground; and indeed trying to turn Mr。 Sagittarius's

flank by a strategic movement of almost military precision。 〃I see that

plainly; but〃 Mr。 Sagittarius ducked to the left; endeavouring to

cover the manoeuvre by an almost simultaneous and extremely passionate

feint towards the Prophet's centre; which was immediately withdrawn in

good order〃but your remarkarkable name; Saagitt…ittarius;

suggested to me that you are rea…eally the man I seek。〃



He had now got Mr。 Sagittarius into a very awkward bit of country

between the letter P。 in the rack; under which reposed Miss Partridge's

correspondence; and the newspaper bureau; with the counter immediately

on his rear; and taking advantage of this circumstance; he continued

rapidly:



〃May I ask whether you recently received a letterone moment!

envelopecrestI only want to know if you have receivedonlyan

elephant rampantswarm ofof bees〃



〃I have never received a rampant elephant and a swarm of bees;〃 cried

Mr。 Sagittarius with every symptom of unbridled terror。 〃Help;

Frederick Smith!〃



〃Right you are; Malkiel the Second!〃 cried the young librarian; hastily

pocketing the half sovereign and making a feverish lunge at nothing in

particular over the counter。 〃Right you are!〃



〃Malkiel the Second!〃 ejaculated the Prophet。 〃Then you are the man I

seek。〃



Malkiel the Secondfor it was indeed hesank back against the counter

in an attitude of abandoned prostration that would have made a fortune

of a comic actor。



〃I trusted to Jellybrand's;〃 he said; drawing from his tail pocket a

white handkerchief covered with a pattern of pink storks in flight。 〃I

trusted to Jellybrand's and Jellybrand's has betrayed me。 Oh; Frederick

Smith!〃



He put a stork to each eye。 The young librarian assumed an injured air。



〃It was the agitation did it; Mr。 Sagittarius;〃 he said。 〃If you hadn't

a…kep' dodging I shouldn't have lost my memory。〃



And he looked avariciously at the Prophet; who smiled at him

reassuringly and drew forth a card case。



〃I feel sure; Mr。 SagMalkiel〃



〃Malkiel the Second; sir; is my name if it is betrayed by

Jellybrand's;〃 said that gentleman with sudden dignity。 〃There is no

need of any mister。〃



〃I beg your pardon;〃 said the Prophet; handing his card。 〃That is my

name and address。 May I beg you to forgive my apparent anxiety to make

your acquaintance; and implore you to grant me a few moments of private

conversation on a matter of the utmost importance?〃



Malkiel the Second read the card。



〃Berkeley Square;〃 he said。 〃/The/ Berkeley Square?〃



〃Exactly; the Berkeley Square;〃 said the Prophet; modestly。



〃Not the one at Brixton Rise behind the Kimmins's mews?〃 said Malkiel

the Second; suspiciously。



〃Certainly not。 The one near Grosvenor Square。〃



〃That's better;〃 said Malkiel; upon whom the Prophet's address had

evidently made a good impression。 〃Kimmins's is no class at all。 Had

you come from there; Ibut what may you want with me?〃



The Prophet glanced significantly at the young librarian; who was

leaning upon the counter in a tense; keyhole position; with his private

ear turned somewhat ostentatiously towards the two speakers。



〃I can tell you in an inner room;〃 he murmured; in his most

ingratiating manner。



〃You're certain it's not Berkeley Square behind Kimmins's?〃 said

Malkiel; with a last flicker of suspicion。



〃Quite certainquite。〃



〃Frederick Smith;〃 said Malkiel the Second; 〃since Jellybrand's has

betrayed me Jellybrand's must abide the consequences。 Show this

gentleman and me to the parlour。〃



〃Right; Mr。 Sagittarius;〃 replied the young librarian whose memory had

again become excellent。 〃But Miss Minerva is coming at three…thirty。〃



〃Has she bespoke the parlour; Frederick Smith?〃



〃Yes; Mr。 Sagittarius。〃



〃Then she can't have it。 That's all。 Jellybrand's must abide the full

consequences of my betrayal。 Go forward; Frederick Smith。〃



The young librarian went forward towards a door of deal and ground

glass which he threw open with some ceremony。



〃The parlour; gents;〃 he said。



〃After you; sir; after you;〃 said Malkiel the Second; making a side

step and bringing his feet together in the first position。



〃No; no;〃 rejoined the Prophet; gently drawing the sage to the front;

and inserting him into the parlour in such an ingenious manner that he

did not perceive the journey of a second half sovereign from the person

of the Prophet to that of the young librarian; who thereafter closed

the deal and ground glass door; and returned to the counter; whistling

in an absent…minded manner; 〃I'm a Happy Millionaire from Co
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