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第37章 掘墓盗尸人5（第1页）

第37章掘墓盗尸人（5）

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"Godprotectus，Mr.Fettes!"saidthelandlfirstintopossessionofhisaryse;Whatintheuhis?Thesearestrahingsyouhavebeensaying."

&urowardus;helookeduseasui;Seeifyouhues，"saidhe."ThatmanMaeisocross;thosethathavedonesoalreadyhaverepeoolate."

Ahoutsomuishinghisthirdglass，farlesswaitiwo，hebadeusgood-byeah，uhelampofthehotel，intotheblaight.

&uroourplatheparlour，withthebigredfireandfourdles;aulatedassed，thefirstchillofoursurprisesoooaglowofcuriosity.Wesatlate;itwasthelatestsessionIhaveknowninthee.Ea，beforeweparted，hadhistheorythathewasboundtoprove;andnoneofushadanynearerbusihisworldthantotrackoutthepastofournedpanion，andsurprisethesecretthathesharedwiththegreatLondondoctor.Itis，butIbelieveIwasabetterhandatwoutastorythaherofmyfellowsattheGee;ahereisnownoothermanalivewhoarratetoyouthefollowingfoulandus.

Inhisyouudiedmeditheschoolsh.Hehadtalentofakihatpicksupswiftlywhatithearsaailsitforitsowleathome;buthewascivil，atteelligentinthepresenasters.Theysooasaladwholisteneddrememberedwell;nay，straseemedtomewhenIfirstheardit，hewasinthosedayswellfavoured，andpleasedbyhisexterior.Thereeriod，aextramuralteay，whomIshallheredesigheletterK.Hisnamewassubsequentlytoowell-known.ThemaskulkedthroughthestreetshihemobthatapplaudedattheexeofBurkecalledloudlyforthebloodofhisemployer.ButMr.Kofhisvogue;heenjoyedapopularityduepartlytohisowalytotheincapacityofhisrival，theuyprofessor.Thestude，sworebyhistesbelievedhimself，andwasbelievedbyothers，tohavelaidthefoundationsofsuhehadacquiredthefavourofthismeteorir.KwasaBONVIVANTaslishedteacher;helikedaslyillusiohanacarefulpreparation.InbothcapacitiesFettesenjoyedaidbythesedyearofhisattehehalf-regularpositionofseonstratororsub-assistantinhisclass.

Inthiscapacitythechargeofthetheatreaure-roomdevolvedinpartihisshoulders.Hehadtoaheessofthepremisesaoftheotherstudents，anditartofhisdutytosupply，reddividethevarioussubjects.Itwaswithaviewtothislast—atthattimeverydelicate—affairthathewaslodgedbyMr.Kinthesamewynd，andatlastinthesamebuilding，withthedisses.Here，afteranightofturbulentpleasures，hishandstillt，hissightstillmistyandfused，hewouldbecalledoutofbedintheblackhoursbeforethewinterdawnbytheunddesperateinterloperswhosuppliedthetable.Hewouldopeothesemen，sinfamhouttheland.Hewouldhelpthemwiththeirtragi，paythemtheirsordidpridremaiheyweregoheunfriendlyrelianity.Fromsuehewouldreturntosnatotherhourortwoofslumber，torepairtheabusesofthenight，andrefreshhimselfforthelaboursoftheday.

Fewladscouldhavebeenmoreiheimpressionsofalifethuspassedamongtheensignsofmortality.Hismindwasclosedagainstallgeneralsiderations.Heableofihefateaher，theslaveofhisowndesiresandlowambitions.Cold，light，andselfishiresort，hehadthatmodicumofprudence，miscalledmorality，whichkeepsamanfromidrunkennessorpu.Hecoveted，besides，ameasureofsiderationfromhismastersandhisfellow-pupils，andhehadofailspitheexternalpartsoflife.Thushemadeithispleasuretogaiioninhisstudies，anddayafterdayrenderedunimpeachableeye-serviployer，Mr.K.Forhisdayofworkheindemnifiedhimselfbynights，blackguardlye;abalaruck，theanthathecalledhiscedeclareditselft.