Chapter 63 Chapter 63

Philip had failed his anatomy exam at the end of March.He and Dunsford had reviewed his lessons with Dunsford before the exam.Facing the skeleton prepared by Philip, the two of them asked and answered, and I asked and you answered, until they had memorized all the attachments on the human skeleton and the functions of each joint and bone groove.Unexpectedly, after entering the examination room, Philip suddenly panicked, for fear of answering the wrong questions, and the more he was afraid of making mistakes, the more mistakes he wrote.Philip knew that he failed the exam this time, so he didn't even bother to go to the exam building the next day to see if his student number was on the list.As a result of this second failure in the examination, he was undoubtedly classified among the incompetent and unstudy students in the grade.

Philip did not care much.He has other things to worry about.He said to himself that Mildred is also mortal, so she must always have emotions and desires, and the problem is how to awaken these latent consciousness in her.As for women, he has his own set of theories. He believes that they are all stern and submissive, and as long as they keep a close eye on them, they will always submit.The key is to be patient and wait for the opportunity: show them a little courteousness from time to time to clear their will; When they encounter something unsatisfactory, they can solve their complaints and relieve boredom in time.Philip told Mildred something about his old friends in Paris, and how they had come to know their sweetheart.The life there is filled with anecdotes as soon as he describes it, which is not only relaxed and cheerful, but also without the slightest vulgarity.He weaves into his own recollections of the love affairs of Mimi and Rudolph and of Musset and others, and makes it sound to Mildred that life there is idyllic though poor, full of song and music. Laughter, and even those casual things between men and women, are colored with romance because of their youth and beauty.He never attacked her prejudices outright, but implied insinuatingly that her opinions were purely ignorant.Now, no matter how careless she is and how indifferent her attitude is, he will never be annoyed or unhappy about it.He felt that he had bored her.He tried his best to appear gentle and submissive, and made his conversation interesting; he no longer lost his temper, played his temper, never made any demands, and never complained or blamed.Even if she broke promises sometimes, he still greeted her with a smile the next day; and when she apologized to him, he just said "it's okay".He never let her know that he was suffering for her.He knew that he told her about the pain of lovesickness in the past, but it turned out to be very annoying to her, so now he is careful not to show the slightest bit of emotion easily, so as not to arouse her disgust.His hard work can be described as good and hard work.

Although Mildred never mentioned his subtle change in attitude--because she didn't bother to notice it--it nevertheless had a subtle effect on her, and she began to talk to Philip. up.Whenever she was wronged, she would come to Philip to vent her grievances; she often complained in front of Philip, saying that the manager of the store, one of the waitresses among her colleagues, or her aunt had treated her badly. .She babbled a lot now, and although she talked about trifles, Philip never got bored. "As long as you don't pester me for love, I do like you a little bit," she told him once.

"Thank you for flattering me." Philip chuckled. Little did they know that her words were like pouring cold water on his head, pouring cold water on Philip's heart.Don't look at the relaxed tone of Philip's reply, it was forced out by clenching his teeth. "Well, I don't care if you kiss me now and then. It doesn't hurt me anyway. As long as you're happy." Sometimes, she even offered Philip to take her out for dinner. Philip was naturally overjoyed that she would do such a favor. "I don't want to say that to other people," she added in self-defense. "You, I know you won't be offended."

"You're doing me a great favor by showing me face," Philip said with a smile. One evening toward the end of April, Mildred asked Philip to take her to something to eat. "Okay, have a good meal, where do you want to go?" "Yo, don't go anywhere, just sit and talk with me. You won't have a problem, eh?" "of course." Philip thought that she had some affection for himself.If it was three months ago, if she didn't go anywhere all night and just sat and chatted, she wouldn't be bored to death.It was a fine day, full of spring, which added to Philip's spirits.He is very easy to please now.

"I say it'll be fun when summer comes," said Philip, as they sat on the top of the bus to Soho (Midred offered to suggest that it shouldn't be so extravagant, carriage). "We could play it all day on the River Thames every Sunday. We could pack our own lunch and take a food basket with us." She smiled, and Philip took her hand with a surge of courage.She also has no intention of withdrawing. "I gotta say, you're starting to like me a little bit." He beamed. "You're stupid. I know I like you, why else would I come up here with you?"

They were now regular customers of the little restaurant in Soho, and Patronne greeted them with a smile as soon as they entered.The waiter was even more fawning. "Let me order tonight," said Mildred. Philip handed her the menu and found her very charming tonight.She ordered a few of her favorite dishes.There are not many dishes on the menu, and they have tasted all the dishes in this restaurant many times.Philip beamed with joy, looking now into her eyes, now dreaming at the perfection of her pale face.After supper, Mildred made an exception for a cigarette, which was one of her rare occasions.

"I think it's weird for women to smoke," she said. She hesitated for a moment, then went on: "Are you a little surprised that I want you to take me out tonight and then ask you to buy me dinner?" "I'm too happy to be there." "I have something to tell you, Philip." He glanced at her quickly, and his heart sank suddenly.But he is much more mature now. "Go on," he said, still smiling. "You won't be too silly to think about it, will you? Let me tell you, I'm getting married soon." "Really?" said Philip.

He couldn't think of anything else to say.He had often considered this possibility before, and imagined how he would react then.When he thought that he would not be able to escape this desperate situation sooner or later, he felt like a knife was twisting in his heart, and he even turned the idea of ​​suicide, guessing that he would fall into crazy anger and be unable to extricate himself.However, maybe it is precisely because he has been fully prepared for this situation, so when the event comes, he only has a feeling of exhaustion, like a patient who is dying of illness and has lost all hope, and just begs others to stop. to bother you.

"You know I'm getting older," she said, "I'm twenty-four this year, and I should have a home." Philip made no reply.He looked at the proprietor of the restaurant behind the counter, and then his eyes fell on a guest, at a red feather in her hat.Mildred was annoyed. "You should congratulate me." "Congratulations to you, don't you? I can't believe it's real. I keep dreaming about it. You asked me to take you out to dinner, and I love it from ear to ear. That's what it is , it's ridiculous to think about it. Who are you going to marry?"

"Miller," she replied, blushing a little. "Miller!" cried Philip, startled, "you haven't seen him for months." "He came in to lunch last week and brought it up. He's a rich man. Seven pounds a week now, and he'll do better." Philip was silent again.He remembered that Mildred had always liked Miller.Miller could make her smile, and there was a strange fascination in his exotic blood, and Mildred was unconsciously charmed by him. "It's inevitable," he said at last. "Whoever pays the highest price should get it. When are you going to get married?" "It will be next Saturday. I have notified my friends and family." Philip's heart skipped a beat. "So fast?" "We're not going to have any wedding ceremony, just go to the registry office. Emil likes that." Philip, exhausted, wanted to get away quickly, and went to bed at once.He greeted the waiter to check out. "I'll get a cab to take you to Victoria Station. I think you won't have long to wait for the train." "Aren't you going with me?" "If you don't mind, I don't think so." "As you please," she said haughtily, "I suppose we shall meet again at tea tomorrow?" "No, I think we'd better leave it at that. Why should I go on torturing myself. I've already paid the fare." He forced a smile, nodded at her, and jumped on the bus to go back to the apartment.He smoked a pipe before going to bed, but he couldn't seem to keep his eyelids open.He didn't feel the slightest bit of pain, and as soon as he put his head on the pillow, he immediately fell asleep.