Indian Summer of a Forsyte

第47章

”Ican’tthinkwhatweareabout,”saidAuntJuley,raisingherhands,”talkingofsuchthings!””Wasshedivorced?”askedImogenfromthedoor。”Certainlynot,”criedAuntJuley;”thatis——certainlynot。”Asoundwasheardoverbythefardoor。Timothyhadre-enteredthebackdrawing-room。”I’vecomeformymap,”hesaid。”Who’sbeendivorced?””Noone,Uncle,”repliedFranciewithperfecttruth。

Timothytookhismapoffthepiano。”Don’tlet’shaveanythingofthatsortinthefamily,”hesaid。”Allthisenlistin’sbadenough。Thecountry’sbreakin’up;I

don’tknowwhatwe’recomin’to。”Heshookathickfingerattheroom:”Toomanywomennowadays,andtheydon’tknowwhattheywant。”

Sosaying,hegraspedthemapfirmlywithbothhands,andwentoutasifafraidofbeinganswered。

Thesevenwomenwhomhehadaddressedbrokeintoasubduedmurmur,outofwhichemergedFrancie’s,”Really,theForsytes!”andAuntJuley’s:”Hemusthavehisfeetinmustardandhotwaterto-night,Hester;willyoutellJane?Thebloodhasgonetohisheadagain,I’mafraid……”

Thatevening,whensheandHesterweresittingaloneafterdinner,shedroppedastitchinhercrochet,andlookedup:”Hester,Ican’tthinkwhereI’veheardthatdearSoameswantsIrenetocomebacktohimagain。WhowasittoldusthatGeorgehadmadeafunnydrawingofhimwiththewords,’Hewon’tbehappytillhegetsit’?””Eustace,”answeredAuntHesterfrombehindTheTimes;”hehaditinhispocket,buthewouldn’tshowitus。”

AuntJuleywassilent,ruminating。Theclockticked,TheTimescrackled,thefiresentforthitsrustlingpurr。AuntJuleydroppedanotherstitch。”Hester,”shesaid,”Ihavehadsuchadreadfulthought。””Thendon’ttellme,”saidAuntHesterquickly。”Oh!butImust。Youcan’tthinkhowdreadful”Hervoicesanktoawhisper:”Jolyon——Jolyon,theysay,hasa——hasafairbeard,now。”

CHAPTERXII

PROGRESSOFTHECHASE

TwodaysafterthedinneratJames’,Mr。PolteedprovidedSoameswithfoodforthought。”Agentleman,”hesaid,consultingthekeyconcealedinhislefthand,”47aswesay,hasbeenpayingmarkedattentionto17duringthelastmonthinParis。Butatpresentthereseemstohavebeennothingveryconclusive。Themeetingshaveallbeeninpublicplaces,withoutconcealment——restaurants,theOpera,theComique,theLouvre,LuxembourgGardens,loungeofthehotel,andsoforth。

Shehasnotyetbeentracedtohisrooms,norviceversa。TheywenttoFontainebleau——butnothingofvalue。Inshort,thesituationispromising,butrequirespatience。”And,lookingupsuddenly,headded:”Onerathercuriouspoint——47hasthesamenameas——er-31!”

’ThefellowknowsI’mherhusband,’thoughtSoames。”Christianname——anoddone——Jolyon,”continuedMr。Polteed。”WeknowhisaddressinParisandhisresidencehere。Wedon’twish,ofcourse,toberunningawronghare。””Goonwithit,butbecareful,”saidSoamesdoggedly。

Instinctivecertaintythatthisdetectivefellowhadfathomedhissecretm

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