二十年以后

发布:2018-03-14 19:00 · 欧·亨利

 来人握住了男子的双手。“不错,你是鲍勃。我早就确信我会在这儿见到你的。啧,啧,啧!20年是个不短的时间啊!你看,鲍勃!原来的那个饭馆已经不在啦!要是它没有被拆除,我们再一块儿在这里面共进晚餐该多好啊!鲍勃,你在西部的情况怎么样?”

“幄,我已经设法获得了我所需要的一切东西。你的变化不小啊,吉米。我原来根本没有想到你会长这么高的个子。”

“哦,你走了以后,我是长高了一点儿。”

“吉米,你在纽约混得不错吧?”

“一般,一般。我在市政府的一个部门里上班,坐办公室。来,鲍勃,咱们去转转,找个地方好好叙叙往事。”

 这条街的街角处有一家大商店。尽管时间已经不早了,商店里的灯还在亮着。来到亮处以后,这两个人都不约而同地转过身来看了看对方的脸。

突然间,那个从西部来的男子停住了脚步。

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“你不是吉米·维尔斯。”他说,“2O年的时间虽然不短,但它不足以使一个人变得容貌全非。”从他说话的声调中可以听出,他在怀疑对方。

“然而,20年的时间却有可能使一个好人变成坏人。”高个子 说,“你被捕了,鲍勃。芝加哥的警方猜到你会到这个城市来的,于是他们通知我们说,他们想跟你‘聊聊’。好吧,在我们还没有去警察局之前,先给你看一张条子,是你的朋友写给你的。”

  鲍勃接过便条。读着读着,他微微地颤抖起来。便条上写着:

  鲍勃:刚才我准时赶到了我们的约会地点。当你划着火柴点烟时,我发现你正是那个芝加哥警方所通缉的人。不知怎么的,我不忍自己亲自逮捕你,只得找了个便衣警察来做这件事。

译文:

The policeman on the beat moved up the avenue impressively. The impressiveness was habitual and not for show, for spectators were few. The time was barely 10 o'clock at night, but chilly gusts of wind with a taste of rain in them had well nigh depeopled the streets.

Trying doors as he went, twirling his club with many intricate and artful movements, turning now and then to cast his watchful eye adown the pacific thoroughfare, the officer, with his stalwart form and slight swagger, made a fine picture of a guardian of the peace. The vicinity was one that kept early hours. Now and then you might see the lights of a cigar store or of an all-night lunch counter; but the majority of the doors belonged to business places that had long since been closed.

When about midway of a certain block the policeman suddenly slowed his walk. In the doorway of a darkened hardware store a man leaned, with an unlighted cigar in his mouth. As the policeman walked up to him the man spoke up quickly.

"It's all right, officer," he said, reassuringly. "I'm just waiting for a friend. It's an appointment made twenty years ago. Sounds a little funny to you, doesn't it? Well, I'll explain if you'd like to make certain it's all straight. About that long ago there used to be a restaurant where this store stands--'Big Joe' Brady's restaurant."

"Until five years ago," said the policeman. "It was torn down then."

The man in the doorway struck a match and lit his cigar. The light showed a pale, square-jawed face with keen eyes, and a little white scar near his right eyebrow. His scarfpin was a large diamond, oddly set.

"Twenty years ago to-night," said the man, "I dined here at 'Big Joe' Brady's with Jimmy Wells, my best chum, and the finest chap in the world. He and I were raised here in New York, just like two brothers, together. I was eighteen and Jimmy was twenty. The next morning I was to start for the West to make my fortune. You couldn't have dragged Jimmy out of New York; he thought it was the only place on earth. Well, we agreed that night that we would meet here again exactly twenty years from that date and time, no matter what our conditions might be or from what distance we might have to come. We figured that in twenty years each of us ought to have our destiny worked out and our fortunes made, whatever they were going to be."

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