The Moon And Sixpence 37.2

Again he madeno reply, but the driver of our carriage came to my rescue. Slackening his pacefor a moment, he leaned over and spoke. I could not hear what he said, so I putmy head out of the window. he wanted to know where we wished to be set down. Itold him to wait a minute."You'dbetter come and have lunch with me, " I said to Dirk. "I'll tell himto drop us in the Place Pigalle. ""I'drather not. I want to go to the studio. "I hesitated amoment."Would youlike me to come with you?" I asked then."No; Ishould prefer to be alone. ""Allright. "I gave thedriver the necessary direction, and in renewed silence we drove on. Dirk hadnot been to the studio since the wretched morning on which they had takenBlanche to the hospital. I was glad he did not want me to accompany him, andwhen I left him at the door I walked away with relief. I took a new pleasure inthe streets of Paris, and I looked with smiling eyes at the people who hurriedto and fro. The day was fine and sunny, and I felt in myself a more acutedelight in life. I could not help it; I put Stroeve and his sorrows out of mymind. I wanted to enjoy.他还是没有回答，这时我们的马车夫把我从窘境里解救了出来。他把速度降低了一些，俯过身来同我讲了一句什么。我听不清他说的是什么，只好把头伸出窗口去；他想知道我们在什么地方下车。我叫他稍微等一会儿。“你还是来同我一起吃午饭吧，”我对戴尔克说，“我告诉马车夫在皮卡尔广场停车好不好？”“我不想去了。我要回我的画室去。”我犹豫了一会儿。“你要我同你一起去吗？”我说。“不要。我还是愿意独自回去。”“好吧。”我告诉车夫应该走的方向，马车继续往前走，我们两人又重新沉默起来。戴尔克自从勃朗什被送进医院那个倒霉的早上起就再也没回画室去。我很高兴他没有叫我陪伴他，我在他的门口同他分了手，如释重负地独自走开。巴黎的街道给了我新的喜悦，我满心欢喜地看着街头匆忙来往的行人。这一天天气很好，阳光灿烂，我感到我的心头洋溢着对生活的欢悦，这种感情比以往任何时候都更加强烈。我一点也由不得自己；我把施特略夫同他的烦恼完全抛在脑后。我要享受生活。