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If, instead of having been merely grazed on the shoulder, he had been struck a violent blow on the head with the iron staff, he could not have been more stunned. He knew that the police-officer summoned him to follow; but why? That he could not understand. On his part Ursus, too, was thrown into the most painful agitation, but he saw through matters pretty distinctly.
"Gracious heaven!" he cried, "what delightful people!" The Green Box, as we have just seen, had arrived in London. It was established at Southwark. Ursus had been tempted by the bowling-green, which had one great recommendation, that it was always fair-day there, even in winter. The dome of St. Paul's was a delight to Ursus. London, take it all in all, has some good in it.
Ursus shuddered. "Thirteen!" Then followed a fourteenth; then a fifteenth. "What can this mean?" The strokes continued at long intervals. Ursus listened. "It is not the striking of a clock; it is the bell Muta. No wonder I said, 'How long it takes to strike midnight! This clock does not strike; it tolls. What fearful thing is about to take place?"
"All the same, I'm hungry and thirsty," he observed. And he added, "When one cannot eat bread, one must drink water." Behind the stove there was a jug with the spout off. He took it and handed it to the boy. "Will you drink?" The child drank, and then went on eating. Ursus seized the pitcher again, and conveyed it to his mouth.
It seemed to Lygia that she had been rescued from hell, and borne into God's bright world outside. There was something, then, besides that disgusting triclinium. There was the sky, the dawn, light, and peace. Sudden weeping seized the maiden, and, taking shelter on the arm of the giant, she repeated, with sobbing, "Let us go home, Ursus! home, to the house of Aulus." "Let us go!" answered Ursus.
But they have never heard of any bears more thoughtful than the bears of the Pecos, and it is doubtful if anybody else ever has. No man can associate with bears for any considerable length of time without having it impressed upon him that Ursus Americanus is nobody's fool.
The Jews advanced money on the glory. Great examples. To have debts is to have something. I revere your beggardom." Ursus cut short his speech, interrupting it in a deep bass voice by the shout, "Triple ass!" And he answered in his politest accent, "I admit it. I am a learned man. I do my best to apologize for it. I scientifically despise science.
And he burst into passionate sobs. Ursus, alas! had boasted that he had never wept. His reservoir of tears was full. Such plentitude as is accumulated drop on drop, sorrow on sorrow, through a long existence, is not to be poured out in a moment. Ursus wept alone. The first tear is a letting out of waters. He wept for Gwynplaine, for Dea, for himself, Ursus, for Homo. He wept like a child.
If only she could go to sleep and forget them both, and the trains and the cars and the man in the park and Miss Stein, who still had against her a "grouch." If only she could forget even big, blundering Ursus, who wanted to treat her to oyster stews that he couldn't afford and take her to a dance hall next Sunday!
Gwynplaine, thanks to his cloak and his hat, which nearly concealed his face, could not be recognized by the passers-by. Before he went out to follow Gwynplaine, Ursus took a precaution. He spoke to Master Nicless, to the boy Govicum, and to Fibi and Vinos, and insisted on their keeping absolute silence before Dea, who was ignorant of everything.
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