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THESISTERS
Therewasno
hoffnung
hopeforhimthistime:
itwas
der
thethirdstroke.
Nightafter
nacht
nightIhadpassedthe
haus
house(itwasvacationtime)
und
andstudiedthelightedsquareofwindow:
und
andnightafternightIhadfounditlightedin
die
thesameway,faintlyandevenly.
Wenn
Ifhewasdead,I
dachte
thought,Iwouldseethereflectionofcandleson
die
thedarkenedblindforIknew
dass
thattwocandlesmustbesetat
die
theheadofacorpse.
Hehadoftensaidto
mir
me:
“Iamnotlongfor
dieser
thisworld,”andIhadthoughthiswordsidle.
Jetzt
NowIknewtheywere
wahr
true.
EverynightasIgazedupat
das
thewindowIsaidsoftlytomyself
das
thewordparalysis.
Ithadalways
klang
soundedstrangelyinmyears,like
das
thewordgnomonintheEuclid
und
andthewordsimonyin
das
theCatechism.
Butnowit
klang
soundedtomelikethe
name
nameofsomemaleficentandsinfulbeing.
Itfilledmewithfear,
und
andyetIlongedtobenearertoit
und
andtolookuponitsdeadly
arbeit
work.
OldCotterwassittingat
der
thefire,smoking,whenIcamedownstairstosupper.
Während
Whilemyauntwasladling
aus
outmystirabouthesaid,as
ob
ifreturningtosomeformerremarkof
seiner
his:.
“No,Iwouldn’tsayhewas
genau
exactly...
buttherewas
etwas
somethingqueer...
therewas
etwas
somethinguncannyabouthim.
I’ll
sage
tellyoumyopinion....”
Hebegantopuffathispipe,nodoubtarranginghisopinioninhis
verstand
mind.
Tiresomeoldfool!
Whenweknewhimfirstheusedtoberatherinteresting,talkingoffaints
und
andworms;
butIsoongrewtiredofhim
und
andhisendlessstoriesabout
die
thedistillery.
“Ihavemyowntheoryaboutit,”hesaid.
“I
glaube
thinkitwasoneofthose...
peculiarcases....
Aber
Butit’shardtosay....”
Hebegantopuff
wieder
againathispipewithoutgivingushistheory.
My
onkel
unclesawmestaringandsaidtome:.
“Well,soyourold
freund
friendisgone,you’llbesorrytohear.”
“Who?”
said
Ich
I.
“FatherFlynn.”
“Ishedead?”
“MrCotterherehas
gerade
justtoldus.
Hewaspassingbythehouse.”
Iknew
dass
thatIwasunderobservationsoIcontinuedeatingas
ob
ifthenewshadnotinterested
mich
me.
MyuncleexplainedtooldCotter.
“Theyoungster
und
andheweregreatfriends.
Der
Theoldchaptaughthimagreatdeal,mindyou;
und
andtheysayhehadagreat
wunsch
wishforhim.”
“Godhavemercyonhissoul,”saidmyauntpiously.
OldCotterlookedatmefor
eine
awhile.
Ifeltthathislittlebeadyblackeyeswereexaminingme
aber
butIwouldnotsatisfyhimbylookingupfrommyplate.
Hereturnedtohispipe
und
andfinallyspatrudelyinto
den
thegrate.
“Iwouldn’tlike
kinder
childrenofmine,”hesaid,“tohavetoo
viel
muchtosaytoa
mann
manlikethat.”
“Howdoyou
meinen
mean,MrCotter?”
askedmyaunt.
“WhatImeanis,”saidoldCotter,“it’s
schlecht
badforchildren.
Myideais:
let
ein
ayoungladrunabout
und
andplaywithyoungladsofhisownage
und
andnotbe....
AmI
recht
right,Jack?”
“That’smyprinciple,too,”saidmy
onkel
uncle.
“Lethimlearntoboxhiscorner.
That’swhatI’malwayssayingtothatRosicrucian
da
there:
takeexercise.
Why,whenIwas
ein
anippereverymorningofmylifeIhad
ein
acoldbath,winterandsummer.
Und
Andthat’swhatstandstome
jetzt
now.
Educationisallveryfine
und
andlarge....
MrCottermighttakeapickofthatlegmutton,”headdedtomyaunt.
“No,no,notforme,”saidoldCotter.
Myauntbroughtthedishfromthe
safe
safeandputitonthetable.
“But
warum
whydoyouthinkit’snot
gut
goodforchildren,MrCotter?”
she
fragte
asked.
“It’sbadforchildren,”saidoldCotter,“becausetheirmindsaresoimpressionable.
Wenn
Whenchildrenseethingslike
so
that,youknow,ithasaneffect....”
IcrammedmymouthwithstiraboutforfearImightgiveutterancetomyanger.
Tiresomeoldred-nosedimbecile!
Itwas
spät
latewhenIfellasleep.
Obwohl
ThoughIwasangrywitholdCotterforalludingtomeasa
kind
child,Ipuzzledmyheadtoextract
meinen
meaningfromhisunfinishedsentences.
InthedarkofmyroomIimaginedthatI
sähe
sawagaintheheavygrey
gesicht
faceoftheparalytic.
Idrewtheblankets
über
overmyheadandtriedto
denken
thinkofChristmas.
Butthegrey
gesicht
facestillfollowedme.
Itmurmured;
und
andIunderstoodthatitdesiredtoconfess
etwas
something.
Ifeltmysoulrecedingintosomepleasant
und
andviciousregion;
andthere
wieder
againIfounditwaitingfor
mich
me.
Itbegantoconfesstomeinamurmuringvoice
und
andIwonderedwhyitsmiledcontinually
und
andwhythelipsweresomoistwithspittle.
Aber
ButthenIrememberedthatithad
gestorben
diedofparalysisandI
fühlte
feltthatItoowassmilingfeeblyas
ob
iftoabsolvethesimoniacofhissin.
Thenext
morgen
morningafterbreakfastIwentdowntolookatthelittle
haus
houseinGreatBritainStreet.
Itwas
ein
anunassumingshop,registeredunderthevaguenameofDrapery.
Die
Thedraperyconsistedmainlyofchildren’sbootees
und
andumbrellas;
andonordinarydays
ein
anoticeusedtohangin
der
thewindow,saying:
UmbrellasRe-covered.
Nonoticewasvisible
jetzt
nowfortheshutterswere
hoch
up.
Acrapebouquetwastiedto
den
thedoor-knockerwithribbon.
Twopoorwomen
und
andatelegramboywerereading
die
thecardpinnedonthecrape.
I
auch
alsoapproachedandread:.
July1st,1895
Der
TheRev.JamesFlynn(formerlyofS.Catherine’sChurch,MeathStreet),agedsixty-fiveyears.R.I.P.
Thereadingofthecardpersuadedme
dass
thathewasdeadandIwasdisturbedto
finden
findmyselfatcheck.
Hadhenotbeen
tot
deadIwouldhavegoneinto
das
thelittledarkroombehind
das
theshoptofindhimsittinginhisarm-chairby
das
thefire,nearlysmotheredinhisgreat-coat.
Vielleicht
Perhapsmyauntwouldhavegivenme
ein
apacketofHighToastforhim
und
andthispresentwouldhaverousedhimfromhisstupefieddoze.
ItwasalwaysIwhoemptiedthepacketintohisblacksnuff-boxforhishandstrembledtoo
sehr
muchtoallowhimto
tun
dothiswithoutspillinghalfthesnuffaboutthefloor.
Selbst
Evenasheraisedhislargetrembling
hand
handtohisnoselittlecloudsofsmokedribbled
durch
throughhisfingersoverthe
vorderseite
frontofhiscoat.
Itmayhavebeentheseconstantshowersofsnuffwhichgavehisancientpriestlygarmentstheirgreenfaded
blick
lookfortheredhandkerchief,blackened,asitalwayswas,withthesnuff-stainsofa
woche
week,withwhichhetriedtobrush
entfernen
awaythefallengrains,was
ganz
quiteinefficacious.
Iwishedtogoin
und
andlookathimbutIhadnot
den
thecouragetoknock.
Iwalkedawayslowly
entlang
alongthesunnysideofthe
straße
street,readingallthetheatricaladvertisementsintheshop-windowsasI
ging
went.
IfounditstrangethatneitherInor
der
thedayseemedinamourningmood
und
andIfeltevenannoyedatdiscoveringinmyself
ein
asensationoffreedomas
wenn
ifIhadbeenfreedfrom
etwas
somethingbyhisdeath.
Iwonderedatthisfor,asmy
onkel
unclehadsaidthenightbefore,hehadtaughtmeagreatdeal.
Hehadstudiedin
der
theIrishcollegeinRome
und
andhehadtaughtmetopronounceLatinproperly.
Hehadtoldmestories
über
aboutthecatacombsandaboutNapoleonBonaparte,
und
andhehadexplainedtomethemeaningofthedifferentceremoniesoftheMass
und
andofthedifferentvestmentswornbythepriest.
Manchmal
Sometimeshehadamusedhimselfbyputtingdifficultquestionstome,askingmewhatone
sollte
shoulddoincertaincircumstancesorwhether
solche
suchandsuchsinsweremortalorvenialor
nur
onlyimperfections.
Hisquestionsshowedmehowcomplex
und
andmysteriouswerecertaininstitutionsoftheChurchwhichIhadalwaysregardedasthesimplestacts.
ThedutiesofthepriesttowardstheEucharist
und
andtowardsthesecrecyoftheconfessionalseemedsogravetomethatIwonderedhow
jemand
anybodyhadeverfoundinhimselfthecouragetoundertakethem;
und
andIwasnotsurprisedwhenhe
sagte
toldmethatthefathersoftheChurchhadwrittenbooksasthickasthePostOfficeDirectory
und
andascloselyprintedasthe
gesetz
lawnoticesinthenewspaper,elucidatingalltheseintricatequestions.
Often
wenn
whenIthoughtofthisI
konnte
couldmakenoansweror
nur
onlyaveryfoolishandhaltingoneuponwhichheusedtosmile
und
andnodhisheadtwiceorthrice.
Manchmal
SometimesheusedtoputmethroughtheresponsesoftheMasswhichhehadmademelearnbyheart;
und
and,asIpattered,heusedtosmilepensively
und
andnodhishead,now
und
andthenpushinghugepinchesofsnuffupeachnostrilalternately.
Wenn
Whenhesmiledheusedtouncoverhisbigdiscolouredteeth
und
andlethistonguelieuponhislowerlip—ahabitwhichhadmademefeeluneasyin
die
thebeginningofouracquaintance
bevor
beforeIknewhimwell.
AsIwalkedalonginthesunIrememberedoldCotter’swords
und
andtriedtorememberwhathad
geschehen
happenedafterwardsinthedream.
Iremembered
dass
thatIhadnoticedlongvelvetcurtains
und
andaswinginglampofantiquefashion.
IfeltthatIhadbeen
sehr
veryfaraway,insomelandwherethecustomswerestrange—inPersia,I
dachte
thought....
ButIcouldnotremember
das
theendofthedream.
In
das
theeveningmyaunttookmewithhertovisit
das
thehouseofmourning.
Itwas
nach
aftersunset;
butthewindow-panesofthehousesthatlookedtothewestreflectedthetawnygoldofagreatbankofclouds.
Nanniereceivedusinthehall;
und
and,asitwouldhavebeenunseemlytohaveshoutedat
ihr
her,myauntshookhandswithherfor
alle
all.
Theoldwomanpointedupwardsinterrogatively
und
and,onmyaunt’snodding,proceededtotoil
nach oben
upthenarrowstaircasebeforeus,herbowed
kopf
headbeingscarcelyabovethelevelof
die
thebanister-rail.
Atthefirstlandingshestopped
und
andbeckonedusforwardencouraginglytowards
der
theopendoorofthedead-room.
Myaunt
ging
wentinandtheold
frau
woman,seeingthatIhesitatedtoenter,begantobeckontome
wieder
againrepeatedlywithherhand.
Iwentinontiptoe.
The
raum
roomthroughthelaceendoftheblindwassuffusedwithduskygolden
licht
lightamidwhichthecandleslookedlikepalethinflames.
Hehadbeencoffined.
Nanniegave
die
theleadandwethreekneltdownat
die
thefootofthebed.
Ipretendedtopray
aber
butIcouldnotgathermythoughts
weil
becausetheoldwoman’smutteringsdistracted
mich
me.
Inoticedhowclumsilyherskirtwashookedattheback
und
andhowtheheelsofherclothbootsweretroddendownallto
einer
oneside.
Thefancycametome
dass
thattheoldpriestwassmilingashe
lag
laythereinhiscoffin.
Aber
Butno.Whenwerose
und
andwentuptothe
kopf
headofthebedI
sah
sawthathewasnotsmiling.
Dort
Therehelay,solemnandcopious,vestedasfor
den
thealtar,hislargehandslooselyretainingachalice.
His
gesicht
facewasverytruculent,grey
und
andmassive,withblackcavernousnostrils
und
andcircledbyascantywhitefur.
Therewasaheavyodourin
die
theroom—theflowers.
Weblessedourselves
und
andcameaway.
Inthelittle
zimmer
roomdownstairswefoundElizaseatedinhisarm-chairinstate.
Igropedmywaytowardsmyusualchairin
der
thecornerwhileNanniewentto
der
thesideboardandbroughtoutadecanterofsherry
und
andsomewine-glasses.
Shesettheseon
den
thetableandinvitedustotake
ein
alittleglassofwine.
Then,athersister’sbidding,shefilledoutthesherryintotheglasses
und
andpassedthemtous.
Shepressedmetotakesomecreamcrackersalso
aber
butIdeclinedbecauseI
dachte
thoughtIwouldmaketoo
viel
muchnoiseeatingthem.
Sheseemedtobesomewhatdisappointedatmyrefusal
und
andwentoverquietlytothesofa
wo
whereshesatdownbehindher
schwester
sister.
Noonespoke:
we
alle
allgazedattheemptyfireplace.
Myaunt
wartete
waiteduntilElizasighedandthensaid:.
“Ah,
nun
well,he’sgonetoabetterworld.”
Elizasighed
wieder
againandbowedherheadinassent.
Myauntfingeredthestemofherwine-glass
bevor
beforesippingalittle.
“Didhe...
peacefully?”
she
fragte
asked.
“Oh,quitepeacefully,ma’am,”saidEliza.
“Youcouldn’t
sagen
tellwhenthebreathwent
aus
outofhim.
Hehadabeautiful
tod
death,Godbepraised.”
“Andeverything...?”
“FatherO’RourkewasinwithhimaTuesday
und
andanointedhimandpreparedhim
und
andall.”
“Heknewthen?”
“Hewas
ziemlich
quiteresigned.”
“Helooksquiteresigned,”saidmyaunt.
“That’swhatthe
frau
womanwehadintowashhimsaid.
Shesaidhejust
sah aus
lookedasifhewasasleep,he
sah aus
lookedthatpeacefulandresigned.
Noone
würde
wouldthinkhe’dmakesucha
schöne
beautifulcorpse.”
“Yes,indeed,”saidmyaunt.
Shesipped
ein
alittlemorefromherglass
und
andsaid:.
“Well,MissFlynn,atanyrateit
muss
mustbeagreatcomfortforyouto
wissen
knowthatyoudidallyou
konnten
couldforhim.
Youwere
beide
bothverykindtohim,I
muss
mustsay.”
Elizasmoothedherdress
über
overherknees.
“Ah,poorJames!”
shesaid.
“Godknowswedoneallwe
konnten
could,aspoorasweare—wewouldn’t
sehen
seehimwantanythingwhilehewasinit.”
Nanniehadleanedher
kopf
headagainstthesofa-pillowandseemedabouttofallasleep.
“There’spoorNannie,”saidEliza,lookingather,“she’sworeout.
Allthe
arbeit
workwehad,sheandme,gettinginthe
frau
womantowashhimandthenlayinghimout
und
andthenthecoffinandthenarrangingabouttheMassinthechapel.
Nur
OnlyforFatherO’RourkeIdon’tknowwhatwe’dhave
getan
doneatall.
Itwashimbroughtus
alle
allthemflowersandthemtwocandlesticks
aus
outofthechapelandwrote
aus
outthenoticefortheFreeman’sGeneral
und
andtookchargeofallthepapersforthecemetery
und
andpoorJames’sinsurance.”
“Wasn’tthat
gut
goodofhim?”
saidmyaunt.
Eliza
schloss
closedhereyesandshookher
kopf
headslowly.
“Ah,there’snofriendslike
die
theoldfriends,”shesaid,“whenallissaid
und
anddone,nofriendsthat
ein
abodycantrust.”
“Indeed,that’strue,”saidmyaunt.
“AndI’m
sicher
surenowthathe’sgonetohiseternalrewardhewon’t
vergessen
forgetyouandallyourkindnesstohim.”
“Ah,poorJames!”
saidEliza.
“Hewas
kein
nogreattroubletous.
Youwouldn’t
hören
hearhiminthehouseany
mehr
morethannow.
Still,Iknowhe’sgone
und
andalltothat....”
“It’swhenit’salloverthatyou’llmisshim,”saidmyaunt.
“Iknowthat,”saidEliza.
“Iwon’tbebringinghiminhiscupofbeef-teaanymore,noryou,ma’am,
schicken
sendinghimhissnuff.
Ah,poorJames!”
She
hielt an
stopped,asifshewerecommuningwith
der
thepastandthensaidshrewdly:.
“Mindyou,Inoticedtherewas
etwas
somethingqueercomingoverhimlatterly.
WheneverI’dbringinhissouptohimthereI’dfindhimwithhisbreviaryfallento
den
thefloor,lyingbackin
den
thechairandhismouthopen.”
Shelaidafingeragainsthernose
und
andfrowned:
thenshecontinued:.
“Butstill
und
andallhekeptonsaying
dass
thatbeforethesummerwasoverhe’dgooutfora
fahrt
driveonefinedayjusttoseetheold
haus
houseagainwherewewere
alle
allborndowninIrishtown
und
andtakemeandNanniewithhim.
Wenn
Ifwecouldonlyget
einem
oneofthemnew-fangledcarriagesthatmakesnonoisethat
Vater
FatherO’Rourketoldhimabout,themwiththerheumaticwheels,forthe
tag
daycheap—hesaid,atJohnnyRush’soverthe
weg
waythereanddriveoutthe
drei
threeofustogetherofaSundayevening.
Hehadhis
verstand
mindsetonthat....
PoorJames!”
“The
Herr
Lordhavemercyonhissoul!”
saidmyaunt.
Elizatookoutherhandkerchief
und
andwipedhereyeswithit.
Thensheputitbackagaininherpocket
und
andgazedintotheemptygratefor
einige
sometimewithoutspeaking.