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第45章

How we ate that dinner I have no idea.In the common way I am a person particularly prone to enjoy the long luxuriance of the club dinner.But on this occasion it seemed a hopeless and endless string of courses.Hors-d'oeuvre sardines seemed as big as herrings, soup seemed a sort of ocean, larks were ducks, ducks were ostriches until that dinner was over.The cheese course was maddening.I had often heard of the moon being made of green cheese.That night I thought the green cheese was made of the moon.And all the time Basil Grant went on laughing and eating and drinking, and never threw one glance at us to tell us why he was there, the king of these capering idiots.

At last came the moment which I knew must in some way enlighten us, the time of the club speeches and the club toasts.Basil Grant rose to his feet amid a surge of songs and cheers.

"Gentlemen," he said, "it is a custom in this society that the president for the year opens the proceedings not by any general toast of sentiment, but by calling upon each member to give a brief account of his trade.We then drink to that calling and to all who follow it.It is my business, as the senior member, to open by stating my claim to membership of this club.Years ago, gentlemen, I was a judge; I did my best in that capacity to do justice and to administer the law.But it gradually dawned on me that in my work, as it was, I was not touching even the fringe of justice.I was seated in the seat of the mighty, I was robed in scarlet and ermine; nevertheless, I held a small and lowly and futile post.Ihad to go by a mean rule as much as a postman, and my red and gold was worth no more than his.Daily there passed before me taut and passionate problems, the stringency of which I had to pretend to relieve by silly imprisonments or silly damages, while I knew all the time, by the light of my living common sense, that they would have been far better relieved by a kiss or a thrashing, or a few words of explanation, or a duel, or a tour in the West Highlands.

Then, as this grew on me, there grew on me continuously the sense of a mountainous frivolity.Every word said in the court, a whisper or an oath, seemed more connected with life than the words I had to say.Then came the time when I publicly blasphemed the whole bosh, was classed as a madman and melted from public life."Something in the atmosphere told me that it was not only Rupert and I who were listening with intensity to this statement.

"Well, I discovered that I could be of no real use.I offered myself privately as a purely moral judge to settle purely moral differences.Before very long these unofficial courts of honour (kept strictly secret) had spread over the whole of society.People were tried before me not for the practical trifles for which nobody cares, such as committing a murder, or keeping a dog without a licence.My criminals were tried for the faults which really make social life impossible.They were tried before me for selfishness, or for an impossible vanity, or for scandalmongering, or for stinginess to guests or dependents.Of course these courts had no sort of real coercive powers.The fulfilment of their punishments rested entirely on the honour of the ladies and gentlemen involved, including the honour of the culprits.But you would be amazed to know how completely our orders were always obeyed.Only lately Ihad a most pleasing example.A maiden lady in South Kensington whom I had condemned to solitary confinement for being the means of breaking off an engagement through backbiting, absolutely refused to leave her prison, although some well-meaning persons had been inopportune enough to rescue her."Rupert Grant was staring at his brother, his mouth fallen agape.

So, for the matter of that, I expect, was I.This, then, was the explanation of the old lady's strange discontent and her still stranger content with her lot.She was one of the culprits of his Voluntary Criminal Court.She was one of the clients of his Queer Trade.

We were still dazed when we drank, amid a crash of glasses, the health of Basil's new judiciary.We had only a confused sense of everything having been put right, the sense men will have when they come into the presence of God.We dimly heard Basil say:

"Mr P.G.Northover will now explain the Adventure and Romance Agency."And we heard equally dimly Northover beginning the statement he had made long ago to Major Brown.Thus our epic ended where it had begun, like a true cycle.

End

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