CHAPTER II

關燈
Abandoninghisbicycle,whichfellbeforeaservantcouldcatchit,theyoungmansprangupontotheverandah.Hewasallanimation.“Hamidullah,Hamidullah!amIlate?”hecried. “Donotapologize,”saidhishost.“Youarealwayslate.” “Kindlyanswermyquestion.AmIlate?HasMahmoudAlieatenallthefood?IfsoIgoelsewhere.Mr.MahmoudAli,howareyou?” “Thankyou,Dr.Aziz,Iamdying.” “Dyingbeforeyourdinner?Oh,poorMahmoudAli!” “Hamidullahhereisactuallydead.Hepassedawayjustasyourodeuponyourbike.” “Yes,thatisso,”saidtheother.“Imagineusbothasaddressingyoufromanotherandahappierworld.” “Doestherehappentobesuchathingasahookahinthathappierworldofyours?” “Aziz,don’tchatter.Wearehavingaverysadtalk.” Thehookahhadbeenpackedtootight,aswasusualinhisfriend’shouse,andbubbledsulkily.Hecoaxedit.Yieldingatlast,thetobaccojettedupintohislungsandnostrils,drivingoutthesmokeofburningcowdungthathadfilledthemasherodethroughthebazaar.Itwasdelicious.Helayinatrance,sensuousbuthealthy,throughwhichthetalkofthetwoothersdidnotseemparticularlysad—theywerediscussingastowhetherornoitispossibletobefriendswithanEnglishman.MahmoudAliarguedthatitwasnot,Hamidullahdisagreed,butwithsomanyreservationsthattherewasnofrictionbetweenthem.Deliciousindeedtolieonthebroadverandahwiththemoonrisinginfrontandtheservantspreparingdinnerbehind,andnotroublehappening. “Well,lookatmyownexperiencethismorning.” “IonlycontendthatitispossibleinEngland,”repliedHamidullah,whohadbeentothatcountrylongago,beforethebigrush,andhadreceivedacordialwelcomeatCambridge. “Itisimpossiblehere.Aziz!Thered-nosedboyhasagaininsultedmeinCourt.Idonotblamehim.Hewastoldthatheoughttoinsultme.Untillatelyhewasquiteaniceboy,buttheothershavegotholdofhim.” “Yes,theyhavenochancehere,thatismypoint.Theycomeoutintendingtobegentlemen,andaretolditwillnotdo.LookatLesley,lookatBlakiston,nowitisyourred-nosedboy,andFieldingwillgonext.Why,IrememberwhenTurtoncameoutfirst.ItwasinanotherpartoftheProvince.Youfellowswillnotbelieveme,butIhavedrivenwithTurtoninhiscarriage—Turton!Ohyes,wewereoncequiteintimate.Hehasshownmehisstampcollection.” “Hewouldexpectyoutostealitnow.Turton!Butred-nosedboywillbefarworsethanTurton!” “Idonotthinkso.Theyallbecomeexactlythesame,notworse,notbetter.IgiveanyEnglishmantwoyears,beheTurtonorBurton.Itisonlythedifferenceofaletter.AndIgiveanyEnglishwomansixmonths.Allareexactlyalike.Doyounotagreewithme?” “Idonot,”repliedMahmoudAli,enteringintothebitterfun,andfeelingbothpainandamusementateachwordthatwasuttered.“FormyownpartIfindsuchprofounddifferencesamongourrulers.Red-nosemumbles,Turtontalksdistinctly,Mrs.Turtontakesbribes,Mrs.Red-nosedoesnotandcannot,becausesofarthereisnoMrs.Red-nose.” “Bribes?” “DidyounotknowthatwhentheywerelenttoCentralIndiaoveraCanalScheme,someRajahorothergaveherasewingmachineinsolidgoldsothatthewatershouldrunthroughhisstate.” “Anddoesit?” “No,thatiswhereMrs.Turtonissoskilful.Whenwepoorblackstakebribes,weperformwhatwearebribedtoperform,andthelawdiscoversusinconsequence.TheEnglishtakeanddonothing.Iadmirethem.” “Wealladmirethem.Aziz,pleasepassmethehookah.” “Oh,notyet—hookahissojollynow.” “Youareaveryselfishboy.”Heraisedhisvoicesuddenly,andshoutedfordinner.Servantsshoutedbackthatitwasready.Theymeantthattheywisheditwasready,andweresounderstood,fornobodymoved.ThenHamidullahcontinued,butwithchangedmannerandevidentemotion. “Buttakemycase—thecaseofyoungHughBannister.Hereisthesonofmydear,mydeadfriends,theReverendandMrs.Bannister,whosegoodnesstomeinEnglandIshallneverforgetordescribe.Theywerefatherandmothertome,ItalkedtothemasIdonow.InthevacationstheirRectorybecamemyhome.Theyentrustedalltheirchildrentome—IoftencarriedlittleHughabout—ItookhimuptotheFuneralofQueenVictoria,andheldhiminmyarmsabovethecrowd.” “QueenVictoriawasdifferent,”murmuredMahmoudAli. “IlearnnowthatthisboyisinbusinessasaleathermerchantatCawnpore.ImaginehowIlongtoseehimandtopayhisfarethatthishousemaybehishome.Butitisuseless.TheotherAnglo-Indianswillhavegotholdofhimlongago.HewillprobablythinkthatIwantsomething,andIcannotfacethatfromthesonofmyoldfriends.Oh,whatinthiscountryhasgonewrongwitheverything,VakilSahib?Iaskyou.” Azizjoinedin.“WhytalkabouttheEnglish?Brrrr...!Whybeeitherfriendswiththefellowsornotfriend