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第5章

With his blooming complexion and his serene gray eye, he felt the friction of existence more than was suspected;but he asked no allowance on grounds of temper, he assumed that fate had treated him inordinately well and that he had no excuse for taking an ill-natured view of life, and he undertook constantly to believe that all women were fair, all men were brave, and the world was a delightful place of sojourn, until the contrary had been distinctly proved.

Cecilia's blooming garden and shady porch had seemed so friendly to repose and a cigar, that she reproached him the next morning with indifference to her little parlor, not less, in its way, a monument to her ingenious taste.

"And by the way," she added as he followed her in, "if I refused last night to show you a pretty girl, I can at least show you a pretty boy."She threw open a window and pointed to a statuette which occupied the place of honor among the ornaments of the room.Rowland looked at it a moment and then turned to her with an exclamation of surprise.

She gave him a rapid glance, perceived that her statuette was of altogether exceptional merit, and then smiled, knowingly, as if this had long been an agreeable certainty.

"Who did it? where did you get it?" Rowland demanded.

"Oh," said Cecilia, adjusting the light, "it 's a little thing of Mr.Hudson's.""And who the deuce is Mr.Hudson?" asked Rowland.But he was absorbed;he lost her immediate reply.The statuette, in bronze, something less than two feet high, represented a naked youth drinking from a gourd.

The attitude was perfectly simple.The lad was squarely planted on his feet, with his legs a little apart; his back was slightly hollowed, his head thrown back, and both hands raised to support the rustic cup.

There was a loosened fillet of wild flowers about his head, and his eyes, under their drooped lids, looked straight into the cup.

On the base was scratched the Greek word ;aa;gD;gi;gc;ga, Thirst.

The figure might have been some beautiful youth of ancient fable,--Hylas or Narcissus, Paris or Endymion.Its beauty was the beauty of natural movement; nothing had been sought to be represented but the perfection of an attitude.This had been most attentively studied, and it was exquisitely rendered.Rowland demanded more light, dropped his head on this side and that, uttered vague exclamations.

He said to himself, as he had said more than once in the Louvre and the Vatican, "We ugly mortals, what beautiful creatures we are!"Nothing, in a long time, had given him so much pleasure.

"Hudson--Hudson," he asked again; "who is Hudson?""A young man of this place," said Cecilia.

"A young man? How old?"

"I suppose he is three or four and twenty.""Of this place, you say--of Northampton, Massachusetts?""He lives here, but he comes from Virginia.""Is he a sculptor by profession?"

"He 's a law-student."

Rowland burst out laughing."He has found something in Blackstone that Inever did.He makes statues then simply for his pleasure?"Cecilia, with a smile, gave a little toss of her head."For mine!""I congratulate you," said Rowland."I wonder whether he could be induced to do anything for me?""This was a matter of friendship.I saw the figure when he had modeled it in clay, and of course greatly admired it.

He said nothing at the time, but a week ago, on my birthday, he arrived in a buggy, with this.He had had it cast at the foundry at Chicopee; I believe it 's a beautiful piece of bronze.

He begged me to accept."

"Upon my word," said Mallet, "he does things handsomely!"And he fell to admiring the statue again.

"So then," said Cecilia, "it 's very remarkable?""Why, my dear cousin," Rowland answered, "Mr.Hudson, of Virginia, is an extraordinary--" Then suddenly stopping:

"Is he a great friend of yours?" he asked.

"A great friend?" and Cecilia hesitated."I regard him as a child!""Well," said Rowland, "he 's a very clever child.

Tell me something about him: I should like to see him."Cecilia was obliged to go to her daughter's music-lesson, but she assured Rowland that she would arrange for him a meeting with the young sculptor.

He was a frequent visitor, and as he had not called for some days it was likely he would come that evening.Rowland, left alone, examined the statuette at his leisure, and returned more than once during the day to take another look at it.He discovered its weak points, but it wore well.

It had the stamp of genius.Rowland envied the happy youth who, in a New England village, without aid or encouragement, without models or resources, had found it so easy to produce a lovely work.

In the evening, as he was smoking his cigar on the veranda, a light, quick step pressed the gravel of the garden path, and in a moment a young man made his bow to Cecilia.It was rather a nod than a bow, and indicated either that he was an old friend, or that he was scantily versed in the usual social forms.Cecilia, who was sitting near the steps, pointed to a neighboring chair, but the young man seated himself abruptly on the floor at her feet, began to fan himself vigorously with his hat, and broke out into a lively objurgation upon the hot weather.

"I 'm dripping wet!" he said, without ceremony.

"You walk too fast," said Cecilia."You do everything too fast.""I know it, I know it!" he cried, passing his hand through his abundant dark hair and making it stand out in a picturesque shock.

"I can't be slow if I try.There 's something inside of me that drives me.

A restless fiend!"

Cecilia gave a light laugh, and Rowland leaned forward in his hammock.

He had placed himself in it at Bessie's request, and was playing that he was her baby and that she was rocking him to sleep.

She sat beside him, swinging the hammock to and fro, and singing a lullaby.

When he raised himself she pushed him back and said that the baby must finish its nap."But I want to see the gentleman with the fiend inside of him," said Rowland.

"What is a fiend?" Bessie demanded."It 's only Mr.Hudson.""Very well, I want to see him."

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