'Hand me your key,' I said, 'and I'll take
a look at the corpse. Excuse my caution, but I have to verify a bit if I can.'
He shook his head mournfully. 'I reckoned
you'd ask for that, but I haven't got it. It's on my chain on the
dressing-table. I had to leave it behind, for I couldn't leave any clues to start
suspicions. The people who are after me are very smart. You'll have to take me
on trust for the night, and tomorrow you'll get proof of the corpse business
right enough.'
I thought for an instant or two. 'Right.
I'll trust you for the night. I'll lock you into this room and keep the key.
Just one word, Mr Scudder. I believe you're straight, but if so be you are not
I should warn you that I'm a handy man with a gun.'
'Sure,' he said, jumping up with some urgency.
'I haven't the privilege of your name, Sir, but let me tell you that you're a
white man. I'll thank you to lend me a razor.'
Lizzie Van Zyl who died at a concentration camp |
I took him into my bedroom and turned him
loose. In half an hour's time a figure came out that I scarcely recognized.
Only his penetrating, hungry eyes were the same. He was shaved clean, his hair
was parted in the middle, and he had cut his eyebrows. Further, he carried
himself as if he had been drilled, and was the very model, even to the brown
complexion, of some British officer who had had a long stay in India. He had a
monocle, too, which he stuck in his eye, and every trace of the American had
gone out of his speech.
'My hat! Mr Scudder—' I stammered.
'Not Mr Scudder,' he corrected; 'Captain
Theophilus Digby, of the 40th Gurkhas, presently home on leave. I'll thank you
to remember that, Sir.'
I made him up a bed in my smoking-room and
found my own couch, more cheerful than I had been for the past month. Things
did happen occasionally, even in this God-forgotten metropolis.
I woke next morning to hear my man,
Paddock, making noises at the smoking-room door. Paddock was a fellow I had
done a good turn to out on the Selakwe, and I had got him as my servant as soon
as I got to England. He was as talkative as a hippopotamus, and was not a great
hand at valeting, but I knew I could count on his loyalty.
'Stop that row, Paddock,' I said. 'There's
a friend of mine, Captain—Captain' (I couldn't remember the name) sleeping down
in there. Get breakfast for two and then come and speak to me.'
I told Paddock a fine story about how my friend
was important, with his nerves pretty bad from overwork, who wanted absolute
rest and stillness. Nobody had got to know he was here, or he would be plagued
by communications from the India Office and the Prime Minister and his cure
would be ruined. I have to say Scudder played up splendidly when he came to
breakfast. He fixed Paddock with his eyeglass, just like a British officer,
asked him about the Boer War, and said to me a lot of stuff about imaginary
pals. Paddock couldn't learn to call me 'Sir', but he 'sirred' Scudder as if
his life depended on it. … (Easier English, chapter 1 from The Thirty-Nine
Steps)
Vocabulary
Boer War: The Boer Wars (Afrikaans:
Vryheidsoorloë, literally "freedom wars") were two wars fought during
1880–1881 and 1899–1902 by the British Empire against the Dutch settlers of two
independent Boer republics, the Orange Free State and the Transvaal Republic.
During the later stages of the Second Boer
War, the British pursued the policy of rounding up and isolating the Boer
civilian population in concentration camps, one of the earliest uses of this
method by modern powers. The wives and children of Boer guerrillas were sent to
these camps, which had poor hygiene and little food. Many of the children in
these camps died, as did some of the adults.
So thus it ends this introduction to the novel The
Thirty-Nine Steps. It is up to you to decide if you are going to read the novel
or not. At least we could learn a little about the cruelty of human beings (Remember
the “pogroms”? and check the picture of a girl from a hospital during the Boer
War).
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