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on the firing line-第5章

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Weldon smiled contentedly; as he drew out a frock…coat and inspected its satin…faced lapels。

〃Not for you; perhaps;〃 he observed quietly。

〃Oh; I see。〃 Carew puffed vigorously。 〃So you have a bidding to call upon Miss Dent。〃

Weldon dislodged Carew's feet from the extra chair and utilized the chairback as a temporary coat…rack。

〃No; quite the contrary;〃 he replied。 〃I am invited to call upon Miss Ophelia Arthur。 Now you will please to keep quiet; for I think I shall go to bed。〃

In silence; Carew watched him half through the process of undressing。 Then; emptying his pipe and snapping open its case; he rose and faced his friend。

〃Weldon;〃 he said sententiously; 〃we don't care to hang around this place longer than we must; and we shall have all we can do to get ourselves enlisted and our horses into condition。 We haven't time for much else。 I hope you will remember that you came out here; not to fuss the girls; but for the fuss with the Boers。〃

From his seat on the edge of the bed; Weldon eyed him amicably。

〃Don't preach; Carew;〃 he answered coolly。 〃It doesn't do my soul any good; and it only renders you a bore。 It has always been a clause of my creed that two good things are better than one。〃

Nevertheless; in spite of his haste to unpack his calling clothes; it was full three days later that Weldon turned his face eastward in search of the home of Ethel Dent。 Moreover; in all those three days; he had given scarcely a thought to the companion of his voyage。 Notwithstanding his first impressions; Weldon had found much to interest him in Cape Town。 The streets; albeit unlovely; were full of novel sights and the patter of novel tongues。 Cape carts and Kaffirs; traction engines and troopers; khaki everywhere and yet more khaki; and; rising grimly behind it all; the naked face of Table Mountain covered with its cloth of clouds! It was all a tumult of busy change; bounded by the unchanging and the eternal。 For one entire morning; Weldon loitered about the streets; viewing all things with his straightforward Canadian gaze; jostling and jostled by turns。 War had ceased to be a myth; and; of a sudden; was become a grim reality; yet in the face of it all his courage never faltered。 His sole misgivings concerned themselves with the contrast between the seasoned regulars marching to their station; and his boyish self; full of eager enthusiasm; but trained only in the hunting field; the polo ground and the gymnasium。 Then; gripping his hope in both hands; he resolutely shouldered his way into the nearest recruiting office。 He went into the office as Harvard Weldon; amateur athlete and society darling of his own home city。 He came out as Trooper Weldon of the First Regiment of Scottish Horse。

He spent the next morning in sorting over his miscellaneous luggage。 In the light of Cape Town and the practical advice which had been his for the asking; his outfit appeared comically complete。 Two thirds of it must be stored in Cape Town; of the other third; one full half must be left with the negro servants at the hotel。 His toilet fixtures would have been adequate for a Paris season; his superfluous rugs would have warmed him during a winter on the apex of the North Pole。 It was with something between a smile and a sigh that he stowed away the greater part of his waistcoats and neckties; in company with the silver…mounted medicine chest by which his mother had set such store。 It was as Carew had said: quinine and tobacco were the main essentials。

Then; for the last time in many months; he arrayed himself in black cloth and fine linen; chose his stick and gloves with care; and; leaving Adderley Street behind him; turned eastward towards the home of the Dents。

He found Ethel on the broad veranda; bordered with flower…boxes and overlooking the garden and the blue waters of Table Bay。 Dressed in a thin white gown which; to Weldon's mind; was curiously out of keeping with all his preconceived notions of January weather; she rose and came forward to greet him at the top of the steps。

〃At last;〃 she said cordially; while she gave him her hand。 〃I began to fear you had already gone to the front。〃

〃Not without seeing you again;〃 he answered; as he followed her back to the bamboo chairs at the shaded western end of the veranda。 〃In fact; I began to be rather afraid I should never see the front at all。〃

〃What do you mean?〃 she asked quickly。 〃Has something happened since I saw you?〃

〃A great deal has happened。 The thing I referred to was my first sight of British regulars。〃

Her face cleared。

〃Oh; is that all?〃

〃It is a good deal;〃 he assured her; as he sat down。 〃I came out here with all sorts of high notions regarding volunteers。〃

〃Well?〃 she questioned smilingly。

〃Well; they have been taken out of me。 An untrained man isn't worth much in any line; least of all in the firing line。 Still; it would be very ignominious to go back home again。〃

Her eyes swept over his alert; well…groomed figure。

〃And when do you start for the front; Trooper Weldon?〃

〃How do you know I start at all?〃

〃How do I know you are sitting opposite me?〃 she asked lightly。 〃Having eyes; I use them。〃

〃And they tell you?〃 he responded。

〃That you are looking content with life。〃

The laughter died out of his eyes。

〃I am;〃 he said gravely; 〃perfectly content。 I am enrolled in the Scottish Horse; and I go tomorrow。〃

〃The Scottish Horse?〃 she asked quickly。 〃Which squadron?〃

〃Do you know anything of it?〃

〃A little;〃 she answered; 〃but that little is good。 Then it is to Maitland that you are going?〃

〃Are you omniscient; Miss Dent?〃

〃No; merely an inquisitive girl who remembers the answers to the questions that she asks。 My father; you know; is in the thick of things; and it seems to me I have met half the British army; in the four days I have been at home。〃

〃Officers; or Tommies?〃 he reminded her。

She laughed at the recollection of her former prejudice。

〃You told the truth; Mr。 Weldon。 One of the men I danced with; last season; is riding across Natal in the same squadron with his groom。 In my one London season; I met only officers。 Out here; I find Lord Thomas turned into Tommy Atkins; and I meet him every day。 But; aside from the war; what do you think of Cape Town?〃

〃What would I think of Table Mountain without its tablecloth?〃 he parried。 〃In both cases; the two things seem inseparable。〃

〃Wait till you know the place better; then;〃 she advised him。 〃It really does have a life of its own; apart from its military setting。〃

〃I am afraid there's not much chance of my knowing it better;〃 he answered a little regretfully。

〃Maitland is only three miles away; and you've not met my mother yet;〃 she suggested。

〃Is she at home now?〃 Weldon asked; with the conscious air of a man suddenly recalled to his social duty。

〃Not this afternoon。 She has taken Miss Arthur for a drive through Rondebosch。 That is quite one of the things to do; you know。〃

〃I didn't know。 Is the redoubtable Miss Arthur well?〃

The dimple beside the girl's firm lips displayed itself suddenly; and her eyes lighted。

〃Wonderfully。 Her convalescence has been remarkably short。 More remarkable still is the fact that she has neglected to mention her illness to any one。〃

〃How soon does she go back?〃

The blue eyes met his eyes in frank merriment。

〃Not until she has finished informing my mother of the present London code of chaperonage。〃

Weldon raised his brows。

〃Then I shall find her here; when I come back at the end of the war。〃

She made no pretence of misunderstanding him。

〃Are you so much less strict in Canada?〃

〃We aredifferent;〃 he confessed。 〃Miss Arthur's lorgnette would be impossible with us。 I don't mean the lorgnette itself; but the acute accent which she contrives to give to it。 Mrs。 Scott is more of a colonial matron。〃

〃Dear little lady! Have you seen her since she landed?〃

〃Once。 They are at the Mount Nelson; and Carew and I called on them there。 They are leaving for De Aar; Monday。〃

〃And what about Mr。 Carew?〃

〃He goes with me to Maitland。 He is Trooper Carew now。〃

The girl sat staring thoughtfully out across the lawn。

〃I wonder what sort of a soldier he will make;〃 sh
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