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毛毯the blanketpetey hadnt really believed that dad would be doing it sending granddad away. “away” was what they were calling it.not until now could he believe it of his father.but here was the blanket that dad had bought for granddad, and in the morning hed be going away. this was the last evening theyd be having together. dad was off seeing that girl he was to marry. he would not be back till late, so petey and granddad could sit up and talk.it was a fine september night, with a silver moon riding high. they washed up the supper dishes and then took their chairs out onto the porch. “ill get my fiddle,” said the old man, “and play you some of the old tunes.”but instead of the fiddle he brought out the blanket. it was a big double blanket, red with black stripes.“now, isnt that a fine blanket!” said the old man, smoothing it over his knees. “and isnt your father a kind man to be giving the old fellow a blanket like that to go away with? it cost something, it didlook at the wool of it! therell be few blankets there the equal of this one!”it was like granddad to be saying that. he was trying to make it easier. he had pretended all along that he wanted to go away to the great brick buildingthe government place. there hed be with so many other old fellows, having the best of everything. . . . but petey hadnt believed dad would really do it, not until this night when he brought home the blanket.“oh, yes, its a fine blanket,” said petey. he got up and went into the house. he wasnt the kind to cry and, besides, he was too old for that. hed just gone in to fetch granddads fiddle.the blanket slid to the floor as the old man took the fiddle and stood up. he tuned up for a minute, and then said, “this is one youll like to remember.”petey sat and looked out over the gully. dad would marry that girl. yes, that girl who had kissed petey and fussed over him, saying shed try to be a good mother to him, and all. . . .the tune stopped suddenly. granddad said, “its a fine girl your fathers going to marry. hell be feeling young again with a pretty wife like that. and what would an old fellow like me be doing around their house, getting in the way? an old nuisance, what with my talks of aches and pains. its best that i go away, like im doing. one more tune or two, and then well be going to sleep. ill pack up my blanket in the morning.”they didnt hear the two people coming down the path. dad had one arm around the girl, whose bright face was like a dolls. but they heard her when she laughed, right close by the porch. dad didnt say anything, but the girl came forward and spoke to granddad prettily: “i wont be here when you leave in the morning, so i came over to say good-bye.”“its kind of you,” said granddad, with his eyes cast down. then, seeing the blanket at his feet, he stooped to pick it up. “and will you look at this,” he said. “the fine blanket my son has given me to go away with.”“yes,” she said. “its a fine blanket.” she felt the wool and repeated in surprise, “a fine blanketill say it is!” she turned to dad and said to him coldly, “that blanket really cost something.”dad cleared his throat and said, “i wanted him to have the best. . . .”“its double, too,” she said, as if accusing dad.“yes,” said granddad, “its doublea fine blanket for an old fellow to be going away with.”17 the boy went suddenly into the house. he was looking for something. he could hear that girl scolding dad. she realized how much of dads moneyher money, reallyhad gone for the blanket. dad became angry in his slow way. and now she was suddenly going away in a huff. . . .as petey came out, she turned and called back, “all the same, he doesnt need a double blanket!” and she ran off up the path. dad was looking after her as if he wasnt sure what he ought to do.“oh, shes right,” petey said. “here, dad”and he held out a pair of scissors. “cut the blanket in two.”both of them stared at the boy, startled. “cut it in two, i tell you, dad!” he cried out. “and keep the other half.”“thats not a bad idea,” said granddad gently. “i dont need so much of a blanket.”“yes,” the boy said harshly, “a single blankets enough for an old man when hes sent away. well save the other half, dad. itll come in handy later.”“now what do you mean by that?” asked dad.“i mean,” said the boy slowly, “that ill give it to you, dad when youre old and im sending youaway.”there was a silence. then dad went over to granddad and stood before him, not speaking. but granddad understood. he put out a hand and laid it on dads shoulder. and he heard granddad whisper, “its all right, son. i knew you didnt mean it. . . .” and then petey cried.but it didnt matterbecause they were all crying together. 彼得不相信爸爸真会把爷爷送走。可是现在离别礼物都买好了。爸爸今天晚上买的。今晚是他和爷爷在一起的最后一个晚上了。吃完晚饭，爷孙俩一块洗碗碟，爸爸走了，和那个就要与他成亲的女人一起走的，不会马上回来。洗完碗碟，爷孙走出屋子，坐在月光下。“我去拿口琴来给你吹几支老曲子。”爷爷说。一会儿，爷爷从屋里出来了，拿来的不是口琴，而是那床毛毯。那是条大大的双人毛毯。“这毛毯多好！”老人轻抚着膝头的毛毯说，“你爸真孝，给我这老家伙带这么床高级毛毯走。你看这毛，一定很贵的。以后冬天晚上不会冷了。那里不会有这么好的毛毯的。”爷爷总这么说，为了避免难堪，他一直装着很想去政府办的养老院的样子，想象着，离开温暖的家和朋友，去哪个地方与许多其他老人一起共度晚年。可彼得从没想到爸爸真会把爷爷送走，直到今晚看到爸爸带回这床毛毯。“是床好毛毯，”彼得搭讪着走进小屋。他不是个好哭的孩子，况且，他已早过了好哭鼻子的年龄了。他是进屋给爷爷拿口琴的。爷爷接琴时毛毯滑落到地上。最后一个晚上了，爷孙俩谁也没说话。爷爷吹了一会儿，然后说，“你会记住这支曲子。”月儿高高挂在天边，微风轻轻地吹过溪谷。最后一次了，彼得想，以后再也听不到爷爷吹口琴了，爸爸也要从这搬走，住进新居了。若把爷爷一个人撇下，美好的夜晚自己独坐廊下，还有什么意思！音乐停了，有那么一会儿工夫，爷孙俩谁也没说话。过了一会儿，爷爷说，“这只曲子欢快点。彼得坐在那怔怔地望着远方。爸爸要娶那个姑娘了。是的，那个姑娘亲过他了，还发誓要对他好，做个好妈妈。爷爷突然停下来，“这曲子不好，跳舞还凑合。“怔了一会儿，又说，”你爸要娶的姑娘不错。有个这么漂亮的妻子他会变年轻的。我又何必在这碍事，我一会儿这病一会儿那疼，招人嫌呢。况且他们还会有孩子。我可