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the jacket (the star-rover)-第17章

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been mine in other days。



In the long hours of waking in the jacket I found that I dwelt a

great deal on Cecil Winwood; the poet…forger who had wantonly put

all this torment on me; and who was even then at liberty out in the

free world again。  No; I did not hate him。  The word is too weak。

There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my

feelings。  I can say only that I knew the gnawing of a desire for

vengeance on him that was a pain in itself and that exceeded all the

bounds of language。  I shall not tell you of the hours I devoted to

plans of torture on him; nor of the diabolical means and devices of

torture that I invented for him。  Just one example。  I was enamoured

of the ancient trick whereby an iron basin; containing a rat; is

fastened to a man's body。  The only way out for the rat is through

the man himself。  As I say; I was enamoured of this until I realized

that such a death was too quick; whereupon I dwelt long and

favourably on the Moorish trick ofbut no; I promised to relate no

further of this matter。  Let it suffice that many of my pain…

maddening waking hours were devoted to dreams of vengeance on Cecil

Winwood。







CHAPTER IX







One thing of great value I learned in the long; pain…weary hours of

wakingnamely; the mastery of the body by the mind。  I learned to

suffer passively; as; undoubtedly; all men have learned who have

passed through the post…graduate courses of strait…jacketing。  Oh;

it is no easy trick to keep the brain in such serene repose that it

is quite oblivious to the throbbing; exquisite complaint of some

tortured nerve。



And it was this very mastery of the flesh by the spirit which I so

acquired that enabled me easily to practise the secret Ed Morrell

told to me。



〃Think it is curtains?〃 Ed Morrell rapped to me one night。



I had just been released from one hundred hours; and I was weaker

than I had ever been before。  So weak was I that though my whole

body was one mass of bruise and misery; nevertheless I scarcely was

aware that I had a body。



〃It looks like curtains;〃 I rapped back。  〃They will get me if they

keep it up much longer。〃



〃Don't let them;〃 he advised。  〃There is a way。  I learned it

myself; down in the dungeons; when Massie and I got ours good and

plenty。  I pulled through。  But Massie croaked。  If I hadn't learned

the trick; I'd have croaked along with him。  You've got to be pretty

weak first; before you try it。  If you try it when you are strong;

you make a failure of it; and then that queers you for ever after。

I made the mistake of telling Jake the trick when he was strong。  Of

course; he could not pull it off; and in the times since when he did

need it; it was too late; for his first failure had queered it。  He

won't even believe it now。  He thinks I am kidding him。  Ain't that

right; Jake?〃



And from cell thirteen Jake rapped back; 〃Don't swallow it; Darrell。

It's a sure fairy story。〃



〃Go on and tell me;〃 I rapped to Morrell。



〃That is why I waited for you to get real weak;〃 he continued。  〃Now

you need it; and I am going to tell you。  It's up to you。  If you

have got the will you can do it。  I've done it three times; and I

know。〃



〃Well; what is it?〃 I rapped eagerly。



〃The trick is to die in the jacket; to will yourself to die。  I know

you don't get me yet; but wait。  You know how you get numb in the

jackethow your arm or your leg goes to sleep。  Now you can't help

that; but you can take it for the idea and improve on it。  Don't

wait for your legs or anything to go to sleep。  You lie on your back

as comfortable as you can get; and you begin to use your will。



〃And this is the idea you must think to yourself; and that you must

believe all the time you're thinking it。  If you don't believe; then

there's nothing to it。  The thing you must think and believe is that

your body is one thing and your spirit is another thing。  You are

you; and your body is something else that don't amount to shucks。

Your body don't count。  You're the boss。  You don't need any body。

And thinking and believing all this you proceed to prove it by using

your will。  You make your body die。



〃You begin with the toes; one at a time。  You make your toes die。

You will them to die。  And if you've got the belief and the will

your toes will die。  That is the big jobto start the dying。  Once

you've got the first toe dead; the rest is easy; for you don't have

to do any more believing。  You know。  Then you put all your will

into making the rest of the body die。  I tell you; Darrell; I know。

I've done it three times。



〃Once you get the dying started; it goes right along。  And the funny

thing is that you are all there all the time。  Because your toes are

dead don't make you in the least bit dead。  By…and…by your legs are

dead to the knees; and then to the thighs; and you are just the same

as you always were。  It is your body that is dropping out of the

game a chunk at a time。  And you are just you; the same you were

before you began。〃



〃And then what happens?〃 I queried。



〃Well; when your body is all dead; and you are all there yet; you

just skin out and leave your body。  And when you leave your body you

leave the cell。  Stone walls and iron doors are to hold bodies in。

They can't hold the spirit in。  You see; you have proved it。  You

are spirit outside of your body。  You can look at your body from

outside of it。  I tell you I know because I have done it three

timeslooked at my body lying there with me outside of it。〃



〃Ha! ha! ha!〃 Jake Oppenheimer rapped his laughter thirteen cells

away。



〃You see; that's Jake's trouble;〃 Morrell went on。  〃He can't

believe。  That one time he tried it he was too strong and failed。

And now he thinks I am kidding。〃



〃When you die you are dead; and dead men stay dead;〃 Oppenheimer

retorted。



〃I tell you I've been dead three times;〃 Morrell argued。



〃And lived to tell us about it;〃 Oppenheimer jeered。



〃But don't forget one thing; Darrell;〃 Morrell rapped to me。  〃The

thing is ticklish。  You have a feeling all the time that you are

taking liberties。  I can't explain it; but I always had a feeling if

I was away when they came and let my body out of the jacket that I

couldn't get back into my body again。  I mean that my body would be

dead for keeps。  And I didn't want it to be dead。  I didn't want to

give Captain Jamie and the rest that satisfaction。  But I tell you;

Darrell; if you can turn the trick you can laugh at the Warden。

Once you make your body die that way it don't matter whether they

keep you in the jacket a month on end。  You don't suffer none; and

your body don't suffer。  You know there are cases of people who have

slept a whole year at a time。  That's the way it will be with your

body。  It just stays there in the jacket; not hurting or anything;

just waiting for you to come back。



〃You try it。  I am giving you the straight steer。〃



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