第 10 节
作者:蝴蝶的出走      更新:2024-04-14 09:15      字数:9322
  so Scott knew a little about cipher…writing。
  〃It may be what is called an inverted alphabet cipher;〃
  said he。  〃I'll try that。  'R' seems to be the oftenest
  used initial letter; with the exception of 'm。' Assuming
  'r' to mean 'e'; the most frequently used vowel; we
  transpose the letters  so。〃
  Scott worked rapidly with his pencil for two minutes;
  and then showed the first word according to his reading
  the word 〃Scejtzez。〃
  〃Great!〃  cried Boyd。  〃It's a charade。  My first
  is a Russian general。  Go on; Scott。〃
  〃No; that won't work;〃 said the city editor。  〃It's
  undoubtedly a code。  It's impossible to read it without
  the key。  Has the office ever used a cipher code?〃
  〃Just what I was asking;〃 said the m。e。  〃Hustle
  everybody up that ought to know。  We must get at it
  some way。  Calloway has evidently got hold of some…
  thing big; and the censor has put the screws on; or he
  wouldn't have cabled in a lot of chop suey like this。〃
  Throughout the office of the Enterprise a dragnet
  was sent; hauling in such members of the staff as would
  be likely to know of a code; past or present; by reason
  of their wisdom; information; natural intelligence; or
  length of servitude。  They got together in a group in
  the city room; with the m。 e。 in the centre。  No one had
  heard of a code。  All began to explain to the head investi…
  gator that newspapers never use a code; anyhow  that
  is; a cipher code。  Of course the Associated Press stuff
  is a sort of code  an abbreviation; rather  but
  The m。 e。 knew all that; and said so。  He asked each man
  how long he had worked on the paper。  Not one of them
  had drawn pay from an Enterprise envelope for longer than
  six years。  Calloway had been on the paper twelve years。
  〃Try old Heffelbauer;〃 said the m。 e。 〃He was here
  when Park Row was a potato patch。〃
  Heffelbauer was an institution。  He was half janitor;
  half handy…man about the office; and half watchman
  thus becoming the peer of thirteen and one…half tailors。
  Sent for; he came; radiating his nationality。
  〃Heffelbauer;〃 said the m。 e。; 〃did you ever hear of a
  code belonging to the office a long time ago … a private
  code?  You know what a code is; don't you?〃
  〃Yah;〃 said Heffelbauer。  〃Sure I know vat a code is。
  Yah; apout dwelf or fifteen year ago der office had a code。
  Der reborters in der city…room haf it here。〃
  〃Ah!〃  said the m。 e。 〃We're getting on the trail now。
  Where was it kept; Heffelbauer?  What do you know
  about it?〃
  〃Somedimes;〃 said the retainer; 〃dey keep it in der
  little room behind der library room。〃
  〃Can you find it asked the m。 e。 eagerly。  〃Do you
  know where it is?〃
  〃Mein Gott!〃  said Heffelbauer。  〃How long you
  dink a code live?  Der reborters call him a maskeet。
  But von day he butt mit his head der editor;
  und  〃
  〃Oh; he's talking about a goat;〃 said Boyd。  〃Get
  out; Heffelbauer。〃
  Again discomfited; the concerted wit and resource of
  the Enterprise huddled around Calloway's puzzle; con…
  sidering its mysterious words in vain。
  Then Vesey came in。
  Vesey was the youngest reporter。  He had a thirty…
  two…inch chest and wore a number fourteen collar; but
  his bright Scotch plaid suit gave him presence and con…
  ferred no obscurity upon his whereabouts。  He wore his
  hat in such a position that people followed him about to
  see him take it off; convinced that it must be hung upon
  a peg driven into the back of his head。  He was never
  without an immense; knotted; hard…wood cane with a
  German…silver tip on its crooked handle。  Vesey was
  the best photograph hustler in the office。  Scott said it
  was because no living human being could resist the per…
  sonal triumph it was to hand his picture over to Vesey。
  Vesey always wrote his own news stories; except the big
  ones; which were sent to the rewrite men。  Add to this
  fact that among all the inhabitants; temples; and groves
  of the earth nothing existed that could abash Vesey; and
  his dim sketch is concluded。
  Vesey butted into the circle of cipher readers very much
  as Heffelbauer's 〃code〃 would have done; and asked
  what was up。  Some one explained; with the touch of
  half…familiar condescension that they always used toward
  him。  Vesey reached out and took the cablegram from
  the m。 e。's hand。  Under the protection of some special
  Providence; he was always doing appalling things like
  that; and coming; off unscathed。
  〃It's a code;〃 said Vesey。  〃Anybody got the key?〃
  〃The office has no code;〃 said Boyd; reaching for the
  message。  Vesey held to it。
  〃Then old Callowav expects us to read it; anyhow;〃
  said he。  〃He's up a tree; or something; and he's made
  this up so as to get it by; the censor。  It's up to us。  Gee!
  I wish they had sell; me; too。  Say  we can't afford to
  fall down on our end of it。  'Foregone; preconcerted
  rash; witching'  h'm。〃
  Vesey sat down on a table corner and began to whistle
  softly; frowning at the cablegram。
  〃Let's have it; please;〃 said the m。 e。 〃We've got to
  get to work on it。〃
  〃I believe I've got a line on it;〃 said Vesey。  〃Give
  me ten minutes。〃
  He walked to his desk; threw his hat into a waste…basket;
  spread out flat on his chest like a gorgeous lizard; and
  started his pencil going。  The wit and wisdom of the
  Enterprise remained in a loose group; and smiled at one
  another; nodding their heads toward Vesey。  Then they
  began to exchange their theories about the cipher。
  It took Vesey exactly fifteen minutes。  He brought to
  the m。 e。 a pad with the code…key written on it。
  〃I felt the swing of it as soon as I saw it;〃 said Vesey。
  〃Hurrah for old Calloway!  He's done the Japs and
  every paper in town that prints literature instead of news。
  Take a look at that。〃
  Thus had Vesey set forth the reading of the code:
  Foregone … conclusion
  Preconcerted … arrangement
  Rash … act
  Witching … hour of midnight
  Goes … without saying
  Muffled … report
  Rumour … hath it
  Mine … host
  Dark … horse
  Silent … majority
  Unfortunate … pedestrians
  Richmond … in the field
  Existing … conditions
  Great…White Way
  Hotly … contested
  Brute … force
  Select … few
  Mooted … question
  Parlous … times
  Beggars … description
  Ye … correspondent
  Angel … unawares
  Incontrovertible … fact
  *Mr。 Vesey afterward explained that the logical journalistic complement of the
  word 〃unfortunate〃 was once the word 〃victim。〃  But; since the automobile be…
  came so popular; the correct following word is now pedestrians。  Of course; in
  Calloway's code it meant infantry。
  〃It's simply newspaper English;〃 explained Vesey。
  〃I've been reporting on the Enterprise long enough to
  know it by heart。  Old Calloway gives us the cue word;
  and we use the word that naturally follows it just as we
  em in the paper。  Read it over; and you'll see how
  pat they drop into their places。  Now; here's the message
  he intended us to get。〃
  Vesey handed out another sheet of paper。
  Concluded arrangement to act at hour of midnight
  without saying。  Report hath it that a large body of
  cavalry and an overwhelming force of infantry will be
  thrown into the field。  Conditions white。  Way con…
  tested by only a small force。  Question the Times descrip…
  tion。  Its correspondent is unaware of the facts。
  〃Great stuff!〃  cried Boyd excitedly。  〃Kuroki crosses
  the Yalu to…night and attacks。  Oh; we won't do a thing
  to the sheets that make up with Addison's essays; real
  estate transfers; and bowling scores!〃
  〃Mr。 Vesey;〃 said the m。 e。; with his jollying … which …
  you … should … regard … as … a … favour manner; 〃you have
  cast a serious reflection upon the literary standards of
  the paper that employs you。  You have also assisted
  materially in giving us the biggest 'beat' of the year。  I
  will let you know in a day or two whether you are to be
  discharged or retained at a larger salary。  Somebody
  send Ames to me。〃
  Ames was the king…pin; the snowy…petalled Marguerite;
  the star…bright looloo of the rewrite men。  He saw
  attempted murder in the pains of green…apple colic;
  cyclones in the summer zephyr; lost children in every top…
  spinning urchin; an uprising of the down…trodden masses in
  every hurling of a derelict potato at a passing automobile。
  When not rewriting; Ames sat on the porch of his Brooklyn
  villa playing checkers with his ten…year…old son。
  Ames and the 〃war editor〃 shut themselves in a room。
  There was a map in there stuck full of little pins that
  represented armies and divisions。  Their fingers had
  been itching for days to move those pins along the crooked
  line of the Yalu。  They did so no