the garden party(园会)-第16章
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winter gloves or the soling and heeling of Constantia's only respectable
shoes。 But Cyril was most unmanlike in appetite。
〃I say； Aunt Josephine； I simply can't。 I've only just had lunch； you
know。〃
〃Oh； Cyril； that can't be true！ It's after four；〃 cried Josephine。
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Constantia sat with her knife poised over the chocolate…roll。
〃It is； all the same；〃 said Cyril。 〃I had to meet a man at Victoria； and
he kept me hanging about till。。。there was only time to get lunch and to
come on here。 And he gave mephew〃Cyril put his hand to his
forehead 〃a terrific blow…out；〃 he said。
It was disappointingto…day of all days。 But still he couldn't be
expected to know。
〃But you'll have a meringue； won't you； Cyril？〃 said Aunt Josephine。
〃These meringues were bought specially for you。 Your dear father was
so fond of them。 We were sure you are； too。〃
〃I am； Aunt Josephine；〃 cried Cyril ardently。 〃Do you mind if I take
half to begin with？〃
〃Not at all； dear boy； but we mustn't let you off with that。〃
〃Is your dear father still so fond of meringues？〃 asked Auntie Con
gently。 She winced faintly as she broke through the shell of hers。
〃Well； I don't quite know； Auntie Con；〃 said Cyril breezily。
At that they both looked up。
〃Don't know？〃 almost snapped Josephine。 〃Don't know a thing like
that about your own father； Cyril？〃
〃Surely；〃 said Auntie Con softly。
Cyril tried to laugh it off。 〃Oh； well；〃 he said； 〃it's such a long time
since〃 He faltered。 He stopped。 Their faces were too much for him。
〃Even so；〃 said Josephine。
And Auntie Con looked。
Cyril put down his teacup。 〃Wait a bit；〃 he cried。 〃Wait a bit； Aunt
Josephine。 What am I thinking of？〃
He looked up。 They were beginning to brighten。 Cyril slapped his
knee。
〃Of course；〃 he said； 〃it was meringues。 How could I have forgotten？
Yes； Aunt Josephine； you're perfectly right。 Father's most frightfully
keen on meringues。〃
They didn't only beam。 Aunt Josephine went scarlet with pleasure；
Auntie Con gave a deep； deep sigh。
〃And now； Cyril； you must come and see father；〃 said Josephine。
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〃He knows you were coming to…day。〃
〃Right；〃 said Cyril； very firmly and heartily。 He got up from his chair；
suddenly he glanced at the clock。
〃I say； Auntie Con； isn't your clock a bit slow？ I've got to meet a man
atat Paddington just after five。 I'm afraid I shan't be able to stay very
long with grandfather。〃
〃Oh； he won't expect you to stay very long！〃 said Aunt Josephine。
Constantia was still gazing at the clock。 She couldn't make up her
mind if it was fast or slow。 It was one or the other； she felt almost certain
of that。 At any rate； it had been。
Cyril still lingered。 〃Aren't you coming along； Auntie Con？〃
〃Of course；〃 said Josephine； 〃we shall all go。 Come on； Con。〃
Chapter 3。IX。
They knocked at the door； and Cyril followed his aunts into
grandfather's hot； sweetish room。
〃Come on；〃 said Grandfather Pinner。 〃Don't hang about。 What is it？
What've you been up to？〃
He was sitting in front of a roaring fire； clasping his stick。 He had a
thick rug over his knees。 On his lap there lay a beautiful pale yellow silk
handkerchief。
〃It's Cyril； father；〃 said Josephine shyly。 And she took Cyril's hand
and led him forward。
〃Good afternoon； grandfather；〃 said Cyril； trying to take his hand out
of Aunt Josephine's。 Grandfather Pinner shot his eyes at Cyril in the way
he was famous for。 Where was Auntie Con？ She stood on the other
side of Aunt Josephine； her long arms hung down in front of her； her
hands were clasped。 She never took her eyes off grandfather。
〃Well；〃 said Grandfather Pinner； beginning to thump； 〃what have you
got to tell me？〃
What had he； what had he got to tell him？ Cyril felt himself smiling
like a perfect imbecile。 The room was stifling； too。
But Aunt Josephine came to his rescue。 She cried brightly； 〃Cyril
says his father is still very fond of meringues； father dear。〃
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〃Eh？〃 said Grandfather Pinner； curving his hand like a purple
meringue… shell over one ear。
Josephine repeated； 〃Cyril says his father is still very fond of
meringues。〃
〃Can't hear；〃 said old Colonel Pinner。 And he waved Josephine away
with his stick； then pointed with his stick to Cyril。 〃Tell me what she's
trying to say；〃 he said。
（My God！） 〃Must I？〃 said Cyril； blushing and staring at Aunt
Josephine。
〃Do； dear；〃 she smiled。 〃It will please him so much。〃
〃Come on； out with it！〃 cried Colonel Pinner testily； beginning to
thump again。
And Cyril leaned forward and yelled； 〃Father's still very fond of
meringues。〃
At that Grandfather Pinner jumped as though he had been shot。
〃Don't shout！〃 he cried。 〃What's the matter with the boy？
Meringues！ What about 'em？〃
〃Oh； Aunt Josephine； must we go on？〃 groaned Cyril desperately。
〃It's quite all right； dear boy；〃 said Aunt Josephine； as though he and
she were at the dentist's together。 〃He'll understand in a minute。〃 And
she whispered to Cyril； 〃He's getting a bit deaf； you know。〃 Then she
leaned forward and really bawled at Grandfather Pinner； 〃Cyril only
wanted to tell you； father dear； that his father is still very fond of
meringues。〃
Colonel Pinner heard that time； heard and brooded； looking Cyril up
and down。
〃What an esstrordinary thing！〃 said old Grandfather Pinner。 〃What
an esstrordinary thing to come all this way here to tell me！〃
And Cyril felt it was。
〃Yes； I shall send Cyril the watch；〃 said Josephine。
〃That would be very nice；〃 said Constantia。 〃I seem to remember last
time he came there was some little trouble about the time。〃
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Chapter 3。X。
They were interrupted by Kate bursting through the door in her usual
fashion； as though she had discovered some secret panel in the wall。
〃Fried or boiled？〃 asked the bold voice。
Fried or boiled？ Josephine and Constantia were quite bewildered for
the moment。 They could hardly take it in。
〃Fried or boiled what； Kate？〃 asked Josephine； trying to begin to
concentrate。
Kate gave a loud sniff。 〃Fish。〃
〃Well； why didn't you say so immediately？〃 Josephine reproached
her gently。 〃How could you expect us to understand； Kate？ There are a
great many things in this world you know； which are fried or boiled。〃
And after such a display of courage she said quite brightly to Constantia；
〃Which do you prefer； Con？〃
〃I think it might be nice to have it fried；〃 said Constantia。 〃On the
other hand； of course； boiled fish is very nice。 I think I prefer both
equally well。。。Unless you。。。In that case〃
〃I shall fry it；〃 said Kate； and she bounced back； leaving their door
open and slamming the door of her kitchen。
Josephine gazed at Constantia； she raised her pale eyebrows until they
rippled away into her pale hair。 She got up。 She said in a very lofty；
imposing way； 〃Do you mind following me into the drawing…room；
Constantia？ I've got something of great importance to discuss with you。〃
For it was always to the drawing…room they retired when they wanted
to talk over Kate。
Josephine closed the door meaningly。 〃Sit down； Constantia；〃 she
said； still very grand。 She might have been receiving Constantia for the
first time。 And Con looked round vaguely for a chair； as though she felt
indeed quite a stranger。
〃Now the question is；〃 said Josephine； bending forward； 〃whether we
shall keep her or not。〃
〃That is the question；〃 agreed Constantia。
〃And this time；〃 said Josephine firmly； 〃we must come to a definite
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decision。〃
Constantia looked for a moment as though she might begin going over
all the other times； but she pulled herself together and said； 〃Yes； Jug。〃
〃You see； Con；〃 explained Josephine； 〃everything is so changed now。〃
Constantia looked up quickly。 〃I mean；〃 went on Josephine； 〃we're not
dependent on Kate as we were。〃 And she blushed faintly。 〃There's not
father to cook for。〃
〃That is perfectly true；〃 agreed Constantia。 〃Father certainly doesn't
want any cooking now； whatever else〃
Josephine broke in sharply； 〃You're not sleepy； are you； Con？〃
〃Sleepy； Jug？〃 Constantia was wide…eyed。
〃Well； concentrate more；〃 said Josephine sharply； and she returned to
the subject。 〃What it comes to is； if we did〃and this she barely breathed；
glancing at the door〃give Kate notice〃she raised her voice again〃we
could manage our own food。〃
〃Why not？〃 cried Constantia。 She couldn't help smiling。 The idea
was so exciting。 She clasped her hands。 〃What should we live on；
Jug？〃
〃Oh； eggs in various forms！〃 said Jug； lofty again。 〃And； besides；
