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THESHADOW
THESHADOW
INthehotcountriesthesunburnsverystrongly;therethepeoplebecomequitemahoganybrown,andintheveryhottestcountriestheyareevenburnedintonegroes.Butthistimeitwasonlytothehotcountriesthatalearnedmanoutofthecoldregionshadcome.Hethoughthecouldroamabouttherejustashehadbeenaccustomedtodoathome;buthesoonalteredhisopinion.Heandallsensiblepeoplehadtoremainathome,wherethewindow-shuttersanddoorswereshutalldaylong,anditlookedasifalltheinmateswereasleeporhadgoneout.Thenarrowstreetwiththehighhousesinwhichhelivedwas,however,builtinsuchawaythatthesunshoneuponitfrommorningtillevening;itwasreallyquiteunbearable!
Thelearnedmanfromthecoldregionswasayoungmanandacleverman:
itseemedtohimasifhewassittinginaglowingoventhatexhaustedhimgreatly,andhebecamequitethin;evenhisShadowshrivelledupandbecamemuchsmallerthanithadbeenathome;thesuneventolduponit,anditdidnotrecovertilltheevening,whenthesunwentdown.Itwasreallyapleasuretoseethis.SosoonasalightwasbroughtintotheroomtheShadowstretcheditselfquiteupthewall,farthereventhantheceiling,sotalldiditmakeitself;itwasobligedtostretchtogetstrengthagain.
Thelearnedmanwentoutintothebalconytostretchhimself,andassoonasthestarscameoutinthebeautifulclearsky,hefelthimselfreviving.Onallthebalconiesinthestreets----andinthehotcountriesthereisabalconytoeverywindow----peoplenowappeared,foronemustbreathefreshair,evenifonehasgotusedtobeingmahogany;thenitbecamelivelyaboveandbelow;theshoemakersandtailorsandeverybodysatbelowinthestreet;thentablesandchairswerebroughtout,andcandlesburned,yes,morethanathousandcandles;onetalkedandanothersang,andthepeoplewalkedtoandfro;carriagesdrovepast,mulestrotted,“Kling-ling-ling!
”fortheyhadbellsontheirharness;deadpeoplewereburiedwithsolemnsongs;thechurchbellsrang,anditwasindeedverylivelyinthestreet.
Onlyinonehouse,justoppositetothatinwhichthelearnedmandwelt,itwasquitequiet,andyetsomebodylivedthere,fortherewereflowersuponthebalcony,bloomingbeautifullyinthehotsun,andtheycouldnothavedonethisiftheyhadnotbeenwatered,sothatsomeonemusthavewateredthem;therefore,theremustbepeopleinthathouse.Towardseveningthedoorwashalfopened,butitwasdark,atleastinthefrontroom;fartherback,intheinterior,musicwasheard.Thestrangelearnedmanthoughtthismusicverylovely,butitwasquitepossiblethatheonlyimaginedthis,foroutthereinthehotcountrieshefoundeverythingexquisite,ifonlytherehadbeennosun.Thestranger'slandlordsaidthathedidnotknowwhohadtakentheoppositehouse----onesawnobodythere,andsofarasthemusicwasconcerned,itseemedverymonotonoustohim.
“Itwasjust,”hesaid,“asifsomeonesatthere,alwayspractisingapiecethathecouldnotmanage----alwaysthesamepiece.Heseemedtosay,‘Ishallmanageit,afterall;’buthedidnotmanageit,howeverlongheplayed.”
Thestrangerwasasleeponenight.Hesleptwiththebalconydooropen:
thewindliftedupthecurtainbeforeit,andhefanciedthatawonderfulradiancecamefromthebalconyofthehouseopposite;alltheflowersappearedlikeflamesofthemostgorgeouscolours,andinthemidst,amongtheflowers,stoodabeautifulslendermaiden:
itseemedasifaradiancecamefromheralso.Hiseyeswerequitedazzled;buthehadonlyopenedthemtoowidejustwhenheawokeoutofhissleep.Withoneleaphewasoutofbed;quitequietlyhecreptbehindthecurtain;butthemaidenwasgone,thesplendourwasgone,theflowersgleamednolonger,butstoodthereasbeautifulasever.Thedoorwasajar,andfromwithinsoundedmusic,solovely,socharming,thatonefellintosweetthoughtatthesound.Itwasjustlikemagicwork.Butwholivedthere?
Wherewastherealentrance?
fortowardsthestreetandtowardsthelaneatthesidethewholearoundfloorwasshopbyshop,andthepeoplecouldnotalwaysrunthroughthere.
Oneeveningthestrangersatuponhisbalcony;intheroomjustbehindhimalightwasburning,andsoitwasquitenaturalthathisShadowfelluponthewalloftheoppositehouse;yes,itsatjustamongtheflowersonthebalcony,andwhenthestrangermovedhisShadowmovedtoo.
“IthinkmyShadowistheonlylivingthingweseeyonder,”saidthelearnedman.“Lookhowgracefullyitsitsamongtheflowers.Thedoorisonlyajar,buttheShadowoughttobesensibleenoughtowalkinandlookround,andthencomebackandtellmewhatithasseen.”
“Yes,youwouldthusmakeyourselfveryuseful,”saidhe,insport.“Besogoodastoslipin.Now,willyougo?
”AndthenhenoddedattheShadow,andtheShadownoddedbackathim.“Nowgo,butdon'tstayawayaltogether.”
Andthestrangerstoodup,andtheShadowonthebalconyoppositestooduptoo,andthestrangerturnedround,andtheShadowturnedalso,andifanyonehadnoticedcloselyhewouldhaveremarkedhowtheShadowwentawayinthesamemoment,straightthroughthehalfopeneddooroftheoppositehouse,asthestrangerreturnedintohisroomandletthecurtainfall.
Nextmorningthelearnedmanwentouttodrinkcoffeeandreadthepapers.
“Whatisthis?
”saidhe,whenhecameoutintothesunshine.“IhavenoShadow!
Soitreallywentawayyesterdayevening,anddidnotcomeback:
that'sverytiresome.”
Andthatfrettedhim,butnotsomuchbecausetheShadowwasgoneasbecauseheknewthattherewasastoryofamanwithoutashadow.Allthepeopleinthecoldlandsknewthisstory,andifthelearnedmancamehomeandtoldhisownhistory,theywouldsaythatitwasonlyanimitation,andhedidnotchoosethattheyshouldsaythisofhim.Sohewouldnotspeakofitatall,andthatwasaverysensibleideaofhis.
Intheeveningheagainwentoutonhisbalcony:
hehadplacedthelightbehindhim,forheknewthatashadowalwayswantsitsmasterforascreen,buthecouldnotcoaxitforth.Hemadehimselflittle,hemadehimselflong,buttherewasnoshadow,andnoshadowcame.Hesaid,“Here,here!
”butthatdidnogood.
Thatwasvexatious,butinthewarmcountrieseverythinggrowsveryquickly,andafterthelapseofaweekheremarkedtohisgreatjoythatanewshadowwasgrowingoutofhislegswhenhewentintothesunshine,sothattherootmusthaveremainedbehind.Afterthreeweekshehadquitearespectableshadow,which,whenhestartedonhisreturntotheNorth,grewmoreandmore,sothatatlastitwassolongandgreatthathecouldverywellhavepartedwithhalfofit.
Whenthelearnedmangothomehewrotebooksaboutwhatistrueintheworld,andwhatisgood,andwhatispretty;anddayswentby,andyearswentby,manyyears.
Hewasoneeveningsittinginhisroomwhentherecamealittlequietknockatthedoor.“Comein!
”saidhe;butnobodycame.Thenheopenedthedoor,andtherestoodbeforehimsucharemarkablythinmanthathefeltquiteuncomfortable.Thismanwas,however,veryrespectablydressed;helookedlikeamanofstanding.
“WhomhaveIthehonourtoaddress?
”askedtheprofessor.
“Ah!
”repliedthegenteelman,“Ithoughtyouwouldnotknowme;IhavebecomesomuchabodythatIhavegotrealfleshandclothes.Youneverthoughttoseemeinsuchacondition.Don'tyouknowyouroldShadow?
YoucertainlyneverthoughtthatIwouldcomeagain.ThingshavegoneremarkablywellwithmesinceIwaswithyoulast.I'vebecomerichineveryrespect:
ifIwanttobuymyselffreefromservitudeIcandoit!
”
Andherattledanumberofvaluablecharms,whichhungbyhiswatch,andputhishanduponthethickgoldchainheworeroundhisneck;andhowthediamondringsglitteredonhisfingers!
andeverythingwasreal!
“No,Icannotregainmyself-possessionatall!
”saidthelearnedman.“What'sthemeaningofallthis?
”
“Nothingcommon,”saidtheShadow.“Butyouyourselfdon'tbelongtocommonfolks;andIhave,asyouverywellknow,troddeninyourfootstepsfrommychildhoodupwards.SosoonasyouthoughtthatIwasexperiencedenoughtofindmywaythroughtheworldalone,Iwentaway.Iaminthemostbrilliantcircumstances;butIwasseizedwithakindoflongingtoseeyouoncemorebeforeyoudie,andIwantedtoseetheseregionsoncemore,foronealwaysthinksmuchofone'sfatherland.Iknowthatyouhavegotanothershadow:
haveIanythingtopaytoit,ortoyou?
Youhaveonlytotellme.”
“Isitreallyyou?
”saidthelearnedman.“Why,thatiswonderful!
IshouldneverhavethoughtthatIshouldevermeetmyoldShadowasaman!
”
“OnlytellmewhatIhavetopay,”saidtheShadow,“forIdon'tliketobeinanyone'sdebt.”
“Howcanyoutalkinthatway?
”saidthelearnedman.“Ofwhatdebtcantherebeaquestionhere?
Youareasfreeasanyone!
Iamexceedinglypleasedatyourgoodfortune!
Sitdorm,oldfriend,andtellmealittlehowithashappened,andwhatyousawinthewarmcountries,andinthehouseoppositeours.”
“Yes,thatIwilltellyou,”saidtheShadow;anditsatdown.“Butthenyoumustpromisemenevertotellanyoneinthistown,whenyoumeetme,thatIhavebeenyourShadow!
Ihavetheintentionofengagingmyselftobemarried;Icandomorethansupportafamily.”
“Bequiteeasy,”repliedthelearnedman;“Iwilltellnobodywhoyoureallyare.Here'smyhand.Ipromiseit,andmywordisasgoodasmybond.”
“AShadow'swordinreturn!
”saidtheShadow,forhewasobligedtotalkinthatway.But,bytheway,itwasquitewonderfulhowcompleteamanhehadbecome.Hewasdr