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THESISTERS
Therewas
não
nohopeforhimthis
vez
time:
itwasthethirdstroke.
Noite
NightafternightIhadpassedthe
casa
house(itwasvacationtime)
e
andstudiedthelightedsquareofwindow:
e
andnightafternightI
tinha
hadfounditlightedin
o
thesameway,faintlyandevenly.
Se
Ifhewasdead,I
pensei
thought,Iwouldseethereflectionofcandleson
o
thedarkenedblindforI
sabia
knewthattwocandlesmustbesetat
o
theheadofacorpse.
Hehadoften
dizer
saidtome:
“Iamnot
tempo
longforthisworld,”andI
tenho
hadthoughthiswordsidle.
Agora
NowIknewtheyweretrue.
Todas as
EverynightasIgazedupatthewindowI
dizia
saidsoftlytomyselfthe
palavra
wordparalysis.
Ithadalwayssoundedstrangelyinmyears,
como
likethewordgnomonin
a
theEuclidandthewordsimonyin
a
theCatechism.
Butnowit
parecia
soundedtomelikethe
nome
nameofsomemaleficentandsinfulbeing.
Itfilledmewithfear,
e
andyetIlongedtobenearertoit
e
andtolookuponitsdeadly
obra
work.
OldCotterwassittingatthefire,smoking,
quando
whenIcamedownstairstosupper.
Enquanto
Whilemyauntwasladling
fora
outmystirabouthesaid,as
se
ifreturningtosomeformerremarkof
seu
his:.
“No,Iwouldn’tsayhewas
exatamente
exactly...
buttherewas
algo
somethingqueer...
therewas
algo
somethinguncannyabouthim.
I’ll
dizer
tellyoumyopinion....”
Hebegantopuffathispipe,
sem
nodoubtarranginghisopinioninhis
mente
mind.
Tiresomeoldfool!
Whenwe
conhecemos
knewhimfirstheusedtoberatherinteresting,
falando
talkingoffaintsandworms;
mas
butIsoongrewtiredofhim
e
andhisendlessstoriesabout
a
thedistillery.
“Ihavemyowntheory
sobre
aboutit,”hesaid.
“I
acho
thinkitwasoneofthose...
peculiarcases....
Mas
Butit’shardtosay....”
Hebegantopuff
novo
againathispipewithout
dar
givingushistheory.
My
tio
unclesawmestaringand
disse
saidtome:.
“Well,soyour
velho
oldfriendisgone,you’llbesorrytohear.”
“Who?”
disse
saidI.
“FatherFlynn.”
“Ishedead?”
“MrCotterherehasjust
dizer
toldus.
Hewaspassingbythehouse.”
I
sabia
knewthatIwasunderobservationsoIcontinuedeatingas
se
ifthenewshadnotinterested
me
me.
Myuncleexplainedto
velho
oldCotter.
“Theyoungsterandheweregreatfriends.
O
Theoldchaptaughthimagreatdeal,mindyou;
e
andtheysayhehad
um
agreatwishforhim.”
“God
tenha
havemercyonhissoul,”
disse
saidmyauntpiously.
OldCotter
olhou
lookedatmeforawhile.
I
senti
feltthathislittlebeadyblackeyeswereexaminingme
mas
butIwouldnotsatisfyhimby
olhando
lookingupfrommyplate.
He
voltou
returnedtohispipeandfinallyspatrudelyinto
o
thegrate.
“Iwouldn’tlike
filhos
childrenofmine,”hesaid,“to
tivessem
havetoomuchtosayto
um
amanlikethat.”
“Howdoyoumean,MrCotter?”
perguntei
askedmyaunt.
“WhatI
dizer
meanis,”saidoldCotter,“it’s
mau
badforchildren.
Myidea
é
is:
letayounglad
correr
runaboutandplaywithyoungladsofhisownage
e
andnotbe....
AmI
certo
right,Jack?”
“That’smyprinciple,too,”
disse
saidmyuncle.
“Lethim
aprender
learntoboxhiscorner.
That’swhatI’m
sempre
alwayssayingtothatRosicrucian
ali
there:
takeexercise.
Why,whenIwas
um
anippereverymorningofmy
vida
lifeIhadacoldbath,winter
e
andsummer.
Andthat’swhatstandstome
agora
now.
Educationisallveryfine
e
andlarge....
MrCottermighttakea
escolher
pickofthatlegmutton,”headdedtomyaunt.
“No,
não
no,notforme,”said
velho
oldCotter.
Myauntbrought
o
thedishfromthesafe
e
andputitonthetable.
“Butwhydoyou
acha
thinkit’snotgoodfor
crianças
children,MrCotter?”
sheasked.
“It’s
mau
badforchildren,”saidoldCotter,“becausetheirmindsaresoimpressionable.
Quando
Whenchildrenseethingslikethat,you
sabe
know,ithasaneffect....”
Icrammedmymouth
com
withstiraboutforfearImight
dar
giveutterancetomyanger.
Tiresome
velho
oldred-nosedimbecile!
Itwas
tarde
latewhenIfellasleep.
Embora
ThoughIwasangrywith
velho
oldCotterforalludingtomeasa
criança
child,Ipuzzledmyheadtoextract
significado
meaningfromhisunfinishedsentences.
In
o
thedarkofmyroomIimagined
que
thatIsawagaintheheavygrey
rosto
faceoftheparalytic.
Idrewtheblankets
sobre
overmyheadandtriedto
pensar
thinkofChristmas.
Butthegrey
rosto
facestillfollowedme.
Itmurmured;
e
andIunderstoodthatitdesiredtoconfess
algo
something.
Ifeltmysoulrecedingintosomepleasant
e
andviciousregion;
andthere
outra vez
againIfounditwaitingforme.
Itbegantoconfesstomeinamurmuringvoice
e
andIwonderedwhyitsmiledcontinually
e
andwhythelipsweresomoist
com
withspittle.
ButthenI
lembrei
rememberedthatithaddiedofparalysis
e
andIfeltthatI
também
toowassmilingfeeblyas
se
iftoabsolvethesimoniacofhissin.
The
seguinte
nextmorningafterbreakfastIwentdowntolookatthe
pequeno
littlehouseinGreatBritainStreet.
Itwas
uma
anunassumingshop,registeredunder
o
thevaguenameofDrapery.
Thedraperyconsistedmainlyofchildren’sbootees
e
andumbrellas;
andonordinarydays
um
anoticeusedtohanginthewindow,
dizendo
saying:
UmbrellasRe-covered.
Nonoticewasvisible
agora
nowfortheshutterswere
cima
up.
Acrapebouquetwastiedtothedoor-knocker
com
withribbon.
Twopoorwomen
e
andatelegramboywere
lendo
readingthecardpinnedon
o
thecrape.
Ialsoapproached
e
andread:.
July1st,1895
O
TheRev.JamesFlynn(formerlyofS.Catherine’sChurch,MeathStreet),agedsixty-fiveyears.R.I.P.
Thereadingofthecardpersuadedme
que
thathewasdeadandIwasdisturbedto
encontrar
findmyselfatcheck.
Hadhenotbeen
morto
deadIwouldhavegoneintothelittledark
sala
roombehindtheshoptofindhim
sentado
sittinginhisarm-chairbythefire,nearlysmotheredinhisgreat-coat.
Talvez
Perhapsmyauntwouldhavegivenme
um
apacketofHighToastforhim
e
andthispresentwouldhaverousedhimfromhisstupefieddoze.
Itwas
sempre
alwaysIwhoemptiedthepacketintohis
preto
blacksnuff-boxforhishandstrembledtoomuchtoallowhimto
fizesse
dothiswithoutspillinghalf
o
thesnuffaboutthefloor.
Mesmo
Evenasheraisedhislargetrembling
mão
handtohisnoselittlecloudsofsmokedribbled
através
throughhisfingersoverthe
frente
frontofhiscoat.
Itmayhavebeen
essas
theseconstantshowersofsnuffwhich
deram
gavehisancientpriestlygarmentstheirgreenfadedlookforthe
vermelho
redhandkerchief,blackened,asit
sempre
alwayswas,withthesnuff-stainsof
uma
aweek,withwhichhe
tentava
triedtobrushawaythefallengrains,was
bastante
quiteinefficacious.
Iwishedtogoin
e
andlookathimbutI
tive
hadnotthecouragetoknock.
Iwalkedawayslowly
ao longo
alongthesunnysideof
os
thestreet,readingallthetheatricaladvertisementsin
os
theshop-windowsasIwent.
I
achei
founditstrangethatneitherInor
o
thedayseemedinamourningmood
e
andIfeltevenannoyedatdiscoveringinmyself
uma
asensationoffreedomas
se
ifIhadbeenfreedfrom
algo
somethingbyhisdeath.
Iwonderedat
isso
thisfor,asmyuncle
tinha
hadsaidthenightbefore,he
tinha
hadtaughtmeagreatdeal.
He
tinha
hadstudiedintheIrishcollegeinRome
e
andhehadtaughtmetopronounceLatinproperly.
Hehad
contou
toldmestoriesaboutthecatacombs
e
andaboutNapoleonBonaparte,andhehadexplainedtomethe
significado
meaningofthedifferentceremoniesoftheMass
e
andofthedifferentvestmentswornbythepriest.
Às vezes
Sometimeshehadamusedhimselfbyputtingdifficultquestionsto
me
me,askingmewhatone
deveria
shoulddoincertaincircumstances
ou
orwhethersuchandsuchsinsweremortal
ou
orvenialoronlyimperfections.
Hisquestions
mostraram
showedmehowcomplexandmysteriouswerecertaininstitutionsof
os
theChurchwhichIhad
sempre
alwaysregardedasthesimplestacts.
ThedutiesofthepriesttowardstheEucharist
e
andtowardsthesecrecyoftheconfessionalseemedsogravetome
que
thatIwonderedhowanybody
tinha
hadeverfoundinhimselfthecouragetoundertakethem;
e
andIwasnotsurprised
quando
whenhetoldmethatthefathersoftheChurchhad
escreveram
writtenbooksasthickasthePostOfficeDirectory
e
andascloselyprintedasthe
lei
lawnoticesinthenewspaper,elucidating
todas
alltheseintricatequestions.
Often
quando
whenIthoughtofthisIcouldmake
não
noansweroronlya
muito
veryfoolishandhaltingoneupon
qual
whichheusedtosmile
e
andnodhisheadtwice
ou
orthrice.
Sometimesheusedto
pôr
putmethroughtheresponsesoftheMass
que
whichhehadmademe
aprender
learnbyheart;
and,asIpattered,heusedtosmilepensively
e
andnodhishead,now
e
andthenpushinghugepinchesofsnuffup
cada
eachnostrilalternately.
Whenhesmiledheusedtouncoverhisbigdiscolouredteeth
e
andlethistonguelieuponhislowerlip—ahabit
que
whichhadmademefeeluneasyinthebeginningofouracquaintance
antes
beforeIknewhimwell.
AsI
caminhava
walkedalonginthesunIremembered
velho
oldCotter’swordsandtriedto
lembrar
rememberwhathadhappenedafterwardsinthe
sonho
dream.
IrememberedthatI
ter
hadnoticedlongvelvetcurtains
e
andaswinginglampofantiquefashion.
I
senti
feltthatIhadbeenveryfaraway,insomeland
onde
wherethecustomswerestrange—inPersia,I
pensei
thought....
ButIcouldnot
lembrar
remembertheendofthe
sonho
dream.
Intheeveningmyaunt
levou
tookmewithhertovisitthe
casa
houseofmourning.
Itwas
depois
aftersunset;
butthewindow-panesofthehouses
que
thatlookedtothewestreflectedthetawnygoldof
um
agreatbankofclouds.
Nanniereceivedusin
a
thehall;
and,asitwould
ter
havebeenunseemlytohaveshoutedat
ela
her,myauntshookhands
com
withherforall.
Theoldwoman
apontou
pointedupwardsinterrogativelyand,onmyaunt’snodding,proceededtotoilupthenarrowstaircasebefore
nós
us,herbowedheadbeingscarcelyabovethelevelofthebanister-rail.
Atthefirstlandingshe
parou
stoppedandbeckonedusforwardencouraginglytowardstheopen
porta
doorofthedead-room.
Myauntwentin
e
andtheoldwoman,seeing
que
thatIhesitatedtoenter,begantobeckontome
novamente
againrepeatedlywithherhand.
Iwentinontiptoe.
The
sala
roomthroughthelaceendoftheblindwassuffusedwithduskygolden
luz
lightamidwhichthecandleslookedlikepalethinflames.
He
tinha
hadbeencoffined.
Nanniegavethelead
e
andwethreekneltdownatthefootofthe
cama
bed.
Ipretendedtopray
mas
butIcouldnotgathermythoughts
porque
becausetheoldwoman’smutteringsdistracted
me
me.
Inoticedhowclumsilyherskirtwashookedat
os
thebackandhowtheheelsofherclothbootsweretroddendown
todos
alltooneside.
Thefancy
veio
cametomethatthe
velho
oldpriestwassmilingashelay
ali
thereinhiscoffin.
But
não
no.Whenweroseandwentuptothe
cabeça
headofthebedI
vi
sawthathewasnotsmiling.
Lá
Therehelay,solemnandcopious,vestedasfor
o
thealtar,hislargehandslooselyretaining
um
achalice.
Hisfacewas
muito
verytruculent,greyandmassive,
com
withblackcavernousnostrilsandcircledby
uma
ascantywhitefur.
Therewas
um
aheavyodourintheroom—theflowers.
Weblessedourselves
e
andcameaway.
Inthelittle
sala
roomdownstairswefoundElizaseatedinhisarm-chairinstate.
Igropedmy
caminho
waytowardsmyusualchairin
o
thecornerwhileNanniewentto
o
thesideboardandbroughtout
um
adecanterofsherryand
alguns
somewine-glasses.
Shesettheseonthetable
e
andinvitedustotake
um
alittleglassofwine.
Then,athersister’sbidding,shefilledoutthesherryintotheglasses
e
andpassedthemtous.
Shepressedmeto
levar
takesomecreamcrackersalso
mas
butIdeclinedbecauseI
pensei
thoughtIwouldmaketoomuchnoise
comendo
eatingthem.
Sheseemedtobesomewhatdisappointedatmyrefusal
e
andwentoverquietlyto
o
thesofawhereshesatdown
atrás
behindhersister.
Noone
falou
spoke:
weallgazedattheemptyfireplace.
Myaunt
esperou
waiteduntilElizasighedandthen
disse
said:.
“Ah,well,he’sgoneto
um
abetterworld.”
Elizasighed
novamente
againandbowedherheadinassent.
Myauntfingered
o
thestemofherwine-glass
antes
beforesippingalittle.
“Didhe...
peacefully?”
she
perguntou
asked.
“Oh,quitepeacefully,ma’am,”
disse
saidEliza.
“Youcouldn’ttell
quando
whenthebreathwentoutof
ele
him.
Hehadabeautiful
morte
death,Godbepraised.”
“Andeverything...?”
“FatherO’Rourkewasin
com
withhimaTuesdayandanointedhim
e
andpreparedhimandall.”
“He
sabia
knewthen?”
“Hewasquiteresigned.”
“Helooks
bastante
quiteresigned,”saidmyaunt.
“That’swhatthe
mulher
womanwehadintowashhim
disse
said.
Shesaidhejustlookedasifhewasasleep,helooked
que
thatpeacefulandresigned.
Noonewould
pensaria
thinkhe’dmakesucha
bonito
beautifulcorpse.”
“Yes,indeed,”saidmyaunt.
Shesipped
um
alittlemorefromherglass
e
andsaid:.
“Well,MissFlynn,at
qualquer
anyrateitmustbe
um
agreatcomfortforyouto
saber
knowthatyoudidallyou
pôde
couldforhim.
Youwere
ambos
bothverykindtohim,I
devo
mustsay.”
Elizasmoothedherdress
sobre
overherknees.
“Ah,poorJames!”
she
disse
said.
“Godknowswedone
tudo
allwecould,aspoorasweare—wewouldn’t
veríamos
seehimwantanythingwhilehewasinit.”
Nannie
tinha
hadleanedherheadagainstthesofa-pillow
e
andseemedabouttofallasleep.
“There’s
pobre
poorNannie,”saidEliza,lookingat
ela
her,“she’sworeout.
Allthe
trabalho
workwehad,sheandme,gettinginthe
mulher
womantowashhimandthenlayinghimout
e
andthenthecoffinandthenarrangingabouttheMassinthechapel.
Só
OnlyforFatherO’RourkeIdon’t
sei
knowwhatwe’dhavedoneatall.
Itwashim
trouxe
broughtusallthemflowers
e
andthemtwocandlesticksoutofthechapel
e
andwroteoutthenoticefortheFreeman’sGeneral
e
andtookchargeofallthepapersforthecemetery
e
andpoorJames’sinsurance.”
“Wasn’tthat
bom
goodofhim?”
saidmyaunt.
Eliza
fechou
closedhereyesandshookher
cabeça
headslowly.
“Ah,there’snofriends
como
liketheoldfriends,”shesaid,“when
tudo
allissaidanddone,
não
nofriendsthatabody
possa
cantrust.”
“Indeed,that’strue,”
disse
saidmyaunt.
“AndI’m
certeza
surenowthathe’sgonetohiseternalrewardhewon’t
esquecerá
forgetyouandallyourkindnesstohim.”
“Ah,
pobre
poorJames!”
saidEliza.
“Hewas
não
nogreattroubletous.
Youwouldn’t
ouviria
hearhiminthehouseany
mais
morethannow.
Still,I
sei
knowhe’sgoneandalltothat....”
“It’s
quando
whenit’salloverthatyou’ll
saudades
misshim,”saidmyaunt.
“I
sei
knowthat,”saidEliza.
“Iwon’tbe
trarei
bringinghiminhiscupofbeef-teaanymore,noryou,ma’am,
enviar
sendinghimhissnuff.
Ah,
pobre
poorJames!”
Shestopped,as
se
ifshewerecommuningwith
o
thepastandthensaidshrewdly:.
“Mindyou,Inoticedtherewas
algo
somethingqueercomingoverhimlatterly.
WheneverI’d
trazia
bringinhissouptohimthereI’d
encontrava
findhimwithhisbreviary
caído
fallentothefloor,lying
costas
backinthechairandhismouthopen.”
Shelaid
um
afingeragainsthernose
e
andfrowned:
thenshecontinued:.
“But
ainda
stillandallhekepton
dizer
sayingthatbeforethesummerwasoverhe’d
iria
gooutforadriveonefine
dia
dayjusttoseetheold
casa
houseagainwherewewere
todos
allborndowninIrishtown
e
andtakemeandNannie
com
withhim.
Ifwecouldonlygetoneofthemnew-fangledcarriages
que
thatmakesnonoisethat
Padre
FatherO’Rourketoldhimabout,them
com
withtherheumaticwheels,forthe
dia
daycheap—hesaid,atJohnnyRush’sovertheway
ali
thereanddriveoutthe
três
threeofustogetherofaSundayevening.
He
tinha
hadhismindsetonthat....
Pobre
PoorJames!”
“TheLordhavemercyonhissoul!”
disse
saidmyaunt.
Elizatookoutherhandkerchief
e
andwipedhereyeswith
ele
it.
Thensheputitbackagaininherpocket
e
andgazedintotheemptygratefor
algum
sometimewithoutspeaking.