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1、【英文读物】The Man Who Would Be KingChapter 1 “Brother to a Prince and fellow to a beggar if he be found worthy.” The Law, as quoted, lays down a fair conduct of life, and one not easy to follow. I have been fellow to a beggar again and again under circumstances which prevented either of us finding out w
2、hether the other was worthy. I have still to be brother to a Prince, though I once came near to kinship with what might have been a veritable King and was promised the reversion of a Kingdom army, law-courts, revenue and policy all complete. But, to-day, I greatly fear that my King is dead, and if I
3、 want a crown I must go and hunt it for myself. The beginning of everything was in a railway train upon the road to Mhow from Ajmir. There had been a deficit in the Budget, which necessitated travelling, not Second-class, which is only half as dear as First-class, but by Intermediate, which is very
4、awful indeed. There are no cushions in the Intermediate class, and the population are either Intermediate, which is Eurasian, or native, which for a long night journey is nasty; or Loafer, which is amusing though intoxicated. Intermediates do not patronize refreshment-rooms. They carry their food in
5、 bundles and pots, and buy sweets from the native sweetmeat-sellers, and drink the roadside water. That is why in the hot weather Intermediates are taken out of the carriages dead, and in all weathers are most properly looked down upon. My particular Intermediate happened to be empty till I reached
6、Nasirabad, when a huge gentleman in shirt-sleeves entered, and, following the custom of Intermediates, passed the time of day. He was a wanderer and a vagabond like myself, but with an educated taste for whiskey. He told tales of things he had seen and done, of out-of-the-way corners of the Empire i
7、nto which he had penetrated, and of adventures in which he risked his life for a few days food. “If India was filled with men like you and me, not knowing more than the crows where theyd get their next days rations, it isnt seventy millions of revenue the land would be paying its seven hundred milli
8、on,” said he; and as I looked at his mouth and chin I was disposed to agree with him. We talked politics the politics of Loaferdom that sees things from the underside where the lath and plaster is not smoothed off and we talked postal arrangements because my friend wanted to send a telegram back fro
9、m the next station to Ajmir, which is the turning-off place from the Bombay to the Mhow line as you travel westward. My friend had no money beyond eight annas which he wanted for dinner, and I had no money at all, owing to the hitch in the Budget before mentioned. Further, I was going into a wildern
10、ess where, though I should resume touch with the Treasury, there were no telegraph offices. I was, therefore, unable to help him in any way. “We might threaten a Station-master, and make him send a wire on tick,” said my friend, “but thatd mean inquiries for you and for me, and Ive got my hands full
11、 these days. Did you say you are travelling back along this line within any days?” “Within ten,” I said. “Cant you make it eight?” said he. “Mine is rather urgent business.” “I can send your telegram within ten days if that will serve you,” I said. “I couldnt trust the wire to fetch him now I think
12、of it. Its this way. He leaves Delhi on the 23d for Bombay. That means hell be running through Ajmir about the night of the 23d.” “But Im going into the Indian Desert,” I explained. “Well and good,” said he. “Youll be changing at Marwar Junction to get into Jodhpore territory you must do that and he
13、ll be coming through Marwar Junction in the early morning of the 24th by the Bombay Mail. Can you be at Marwar Junction on that time? Twont be inconveniencing you because I know that theres precious few pickings to be got out of these Central India States even though you pretend to be correspondent
14、of the Backwoodsman.” “Have you ever tried that trick?” I asked. “Again and again, but the Residents find you out, and then you get escorted to the Border before youve time to get your knife into them. But about my friend here. I must give him a word o mouth to tell him whats come to me or else he w
15、ont know where to go. I would take it more than kind of you if you was to come out of Central India in time to catch him at Marwar Junction, and say to him: He has gone South for the week. Hell know what that means. Hes a big man with a red beard, and a great swell he is. Youll find him sleeping lik
16、e a gentleman with all his luggage round him in a second-class compartment. But dont you be afraid. Slip down the window, and say: He has gone South for the week, and hell tumble. Its only cutting your time of stay in those parts by two days. I ask you as a stranger going to the West,” he said with emphasis. “Where have you come from?” said I. “From the East,” said he, “and I am hop
