Strickland gave the polite little laugh with which people acknowledge a facetiousness (玩笑) in which they see nothing funny, but did not speak. {2}
New arrivals claimed my host's attention, and I was left to myself.
When at last we were all assembled (聚集), waiting for dinner to be announced, I reflected, while I chatted with the woman I had been asked to "take in, " that civilised man practises a strange ingenuity in wasting on tedious exercises the brief span of his life. {3}
It was the kind of party which makes you wonder why the hostess has troubled to bid her guests, and why the guests have troubled to come.
There were ten people. They met with indifference, and would part with relief. It was, of course, a purely social function.
The Stricklands "owed" dinners to a number of persons, whom they took no interest in, and so had asked them; these persons had accepted.
Why? To avoid the tedium of dining tete-a-tete (促膝谈心), to give their servants a rest, because there was no reason to refuse, because they were "owed" a dinner.
The dining-room was inconveniently crowded. There was a K. C. and his wife, a Government official and his wife, Mrs. Strickland's sister and her husband, Colonel MacAndrew, and the wife of a Member of Parliament.
It was because the Member of Parliament found that he could not leave the House that I had been invited. The respectability of the party was portentous (令人惊讶的).
The women were too nice to be well dressed, and too sure of their position to be amusing. The men were solid. There was about all of them an air of well-satisfied prosperity. {4}
Everyone talked a little louder than natural in an instinctive desire to make the party go, and there was a great deal of noise in the room. But there was no general conversation.
Each one talked to his neighbour; to his neighbour on the right during the soup, fish, and entree; to his neighbour on the left during the roast, sweet, and savoury.
They talked of the political situation and of golf, of their children and the latest play, of the pictures at the Royal Academy, of the weather and their plans for the holidays.
There was never a pause, and the noise grew louder. Mrs. Strickland might congratulate herself that her party was a success. Her husband played his part with decorum (礼貌).
Perhaps he did not talk very much, and I fancied there was towards the end a look of fatigue (疲劳) in the faces of the women on either side of him.
They were finding him heavy. Once or twice Mrs. Strickland's eyes rested on him somewhat anxiously.
At last she rose and shepherded (带领) the ladies out of one room. Strickland shut the door behind her, and, moving to the other end of the table, took his place between the K. C. and the Government official.
He passed round the port again and handed us cigars. The K. C. remarked on the excellence of the wine, and Strickland told us where he got it.
We began to chat about vintages (葡萄收获期) and tobacco. The K. C. told us of a case he was engaged in, and the Colonel talked about polo.
I had nothing to say and so sat silent, trying politely to show interest in the conversation; and because I thought no one was in the least concerned with me, examined Strickland at my ease.
He was bigger than I expected: I do not know why I had imagined him slender and of insignificant appearance; in point of fact he was broad and heavy, with large hands and feet, and he wore his evening clothes clumsily (笨拙地).
He gave you somewhat the idea of a coachman dressed up for the occasion.
