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第4章

"I must work the garden--I must work the garden," I said to myself, five minutes later, as I waited, upstairs, in the long, dusky sala, where the bare scagliola floor gleamed vaguely in a chink of the closed shutters.The place was impressive but it looked cold and cautious.Mrs.Prest had floated away, giving me a rendezvous at the end of half an hour by some neighboring water steps; and I had been let into the house, after pulling the rusty bell wire, by a little red-headed, white-faced maidservant, who was very young and not ugly and wore clicking pattens and a shawl in the fashion of a hood.

She had not contented herself with opening the door from above by the usual arrangement of a creaking pulley, though she had looked down at me first from an upper window, dropping the inevitable challenge which in Italy precedes the hospitable act.

As a general thing I was irritated by this survival of medieval manners, though as I liked the old I suppose I ought to have liked it; but I was so determined to be genial that Itook my false card out of my pocket and held it up to her, smiling as if it were a magic token.It had the effect of one indeed, for it brought her, as I say, all the way down.

I begged her to hand it to her mistress, having first written on it in Italian the words, "Could you very kindly see a gentleman, an American, for a moment?" The little maid was not hostile, and I reflected that even that was perhaps something gained.

She colored, she smiled and looked both frightened and pleased.

I could see that my arrival was a great affair, that visits were rare in that house, and that she was a person who would have liked a sociable place.When she pushed forward the heavy door behind me I felt that I had a foot in the citadel.

She pattered across the damp, stony lower hall and I followed her up the high staircase--stonier still, as it seemed--without an invitation.I think she had meant I should wait for her below, but such was not my idea, and I took up my station in the sala.She flitted, at the far end of it, into impenetrable regions, and I looked at the place with my heart beating as I had known it to do in the dentist's parlor.

It was gloomy and stately, but it owed its character almost entirely to its noble shape and to the fine architectural doors--as high as the doors of houses--which, leading into the various rooms, repeated themselves on either side at intervals.

They were surmounted with old faded painted escutcheons, and here and there, in the spaces between them, brown pictures, which I perceived to be bad, in battered frames, were suspended.

With the exception of several straw-bottomed chairs with their backs to the wall, the grand obscure vista contained nothing else to minister to effect.It was evidently never used save as a passage, and little even as that.

I may add that by the time the door opened again through which the maidservant had escaped, my eyes had grown used to the want of light.

I had not meant by my private ejaculation that I must myself cultivate the soil of the tangled enclosure which lay beneath the windows, but the lady who came toward me from the distance over the hard, shining floor might have supposed as much from the way in which, as Iwent rapidly to meet her, I exclaimed, taking care to speak Italian:

"The garden, the garden--do me the pleasure to tell me if it's yours!"She stopped short, looking at me with wonder; and then, "Nothing here is mine," she answered in English, coldly and sadly.

"Oh, you are English; how delightful!" I remarked, ingenuously.

"But surely the garden belongs to the house?""Yes, but the house doesn't belong to me." She was a long, lean, pale person, habited apparently in a dull-colored dressing gown, and she spoke with a kind of mild literalness.

She did not ask me to sit down, any more than years before (if she were the niece) she had asked Mrs.Prest, and we stood face to face in the empty pompous hall.

"Well then, would you kindly tell me to whom I must address myself?

I'm afraid you'll think me odiously intrusive, but you know I MUSThave a garden--upon my honor I must!"

Her face was not young, but it was simple; it was not fresh, but it was mild.

She had large eyes which were not bright, and a great deal of hair which was not "dressed," and long fine hands which were--possibly--not clean.

She clasped these members almost convulsively as, with a confused, alarmed look, she broke out, "Oh, don't take it away from us;we like it ourselves!"

"You have the use of it then?"

"Oh, yes.If it wasn't for that!" And she gave a shy, melancholy smile.

"Isn't it a luxury, precisely? That's why, intending to be in Venice some weeks, possibly all summer, and having some literary work, some reading and writing to do, so that I must be quiet, and yet if possible a great deal in the open air--that's why I have felt that a garden is really indispensable.

I appeal to your own experience," I went on, smiling.

"Now can't I look at yours?"

"I don't know, I don't understand," the poor woman murmured, planted there and letting her embarrassed eyes wander all over my strangeness.

"I mean only from one of those windows--such grand ones as you have here--if you will let me open the shutters."And I walked toward the back of the house.When I had advanced halfway I stopped and waited, as if I took it for granted she would accompany me.I had been of necessity very abrupt, but I strove at the same time to give her the impression of extreme courtesy.

"I have been looking at furnished rooms all over the place, and it seems impossible to find any with a garden attached.

Naturally in a place like Venice gardens are rare.It's absurd if you like, for a man, but I can't live without flowers.""There are none to speak of down there." She came nearer to me, as if, though she mistrusted me, I had drawn her by an invisible thread.

I went on again, and she continued as she followed me: "We have a few, but they are very common.It costs too much to cultivate them;one has to have a man."

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