The Hidden Force: A Story of Modern JavaCouperus, Louis
History
The Hidden Force: A Story of Modern Java
Couperus, Louis
Java (Indonesia) -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
frogs for rain and rain and more rain still, the constant croaking
on the one bellowing note, she heard thousands of ghostly sounds that
kept her from sleeping. Through it all the lizards and geckos emitted
their clockwork strokes, like strange mysterious time-pieces.
She thought of it all day long. Eldersma did not speak of it
either. But, when she saw Van Oudijck come to lunch or dinner,
she had to compress her lips lest she should question him. And
the conversation touched upon all sorts of topics, but never upon
the strange happenings. After lunch, Van Oudijck went across to the
residency again; after dinner, at ten o'clock, she saw him once more
vanish into the haunting shadow of the garden. With a calm step, every
evening he went back, through the enchanted night, to his wretched,
deserted house, where the messengers and Kario sat squatting close
together outside his office; and he worked until late in the night. He
never complained. He pursued his enquiries closely, all through the
district, but nothing came to light. Everything continued to happen
in impenetrable mystery.
"And how does India suit you this evening, mevrouwtje?"
It was always more or less the same pleasantry; but each time she
admired his tone. Courage, robust self-confidence, a certainty in
his own knowledge, a belief in what he knew for certain: all these
rang in his voice with metallic clearness. Miserable though he must
feel--he, the man of profoundly domestic inclinations and of cool,
practical sense--in a house deserted by those who belonged to him
and full of inexplicable happenings, there was not a trace of doubt
or dejection in his unfailing masculine simplicity. He went his
way and did his work, more conscientiously than ever; he continued
his investigations. And at Eva's table he always kept up an animated
conversation, on politics in India and the new craze for having India
ruled from Holland by lay-men who did not know even the A.B.C. of
the business. And he talked with an easy, pleasant vivacity, free
from all effort, till Eva came to admire him more and more.
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