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He buried his face in his hands, and his body shook with the violence of the sobs he was powerless to stifle. "It will do him good," thought Jimmie. The clock ticked on, and at intervals there was the rumble of trains passing to and from Ravenscourt Park station, and the clang of distant tram-bells. The voice of mighty London mocked at Jack's misery, and he conquered his emotions.
Give me a glass of wine! Basta! Basta!" And then she went out in the street, thinking of the green parrot and hearing the cries of the sellers, the tram-bells, and Fabiano's questioning voice. Now she continued her walk towards the harbor of Mergellina alone. The thought of the green parrot obsessed her mind. She saw it before her on its board, with the rolled-up bed towering behind it.
A shadow like the sweeping of the wing of a great bird would hover above the ice; a bell from some boat would ring, then the church bells of the city would answer it; the shadow would pass and the moon would rise, deep gold, and lie hard and sharp against the thick, impending air; the shadow would pass and the stars come out, breaking with an almost audible crackle through the stuff of the sky... and only five minutes away the shop-lights were glittering, the Isvostchicks crying to clear the road, the tram-bells clanging, the boys shouting the news.
The town was veiled in thin mist, figures appearing and disappearing, tram-bells ringing, and those strange wild cries in the Russian tongue that seem at one's first hearing so romantic and startling, rising sharply and yet lazily into the air. He plunged along and found himself in the Nevski Prospect he could not mistake its breadth and assurance, dull though it seemed in the mud and rain.
They were now within sight of the stream of cabs and omnibuses crossing to and from the Surrey side of the river; the sound of the traffic, the hooting of motor-horns, and the light chime of tram-bells sounded more and more distinctly, and, with the increase of noise, they both became silent.
The singing of birds vied with the jangle of tram-bells out on the high-road. "A pull on the river will take the laziness out of me," thought Jack, as he yawned and extended his arms. "What glorious weather! It would be a shame to stop indoors." A mental picture of the silvery Thames, green-wooded and sunny, proved too strong an allurement to resist.
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