Read House of Trembling Leaves, The Online
Authors: Julian Lees
Lu See gave a wintry smile. ââLike I'm always covering my tracks, in order to keep moving safely.''
Her mother infuriated and frustrated Lu See. Hadn't she tried to explain how she felt before running away? Sometimes Lu See wondered if her mother could suck the insides of her ears shut so that she wouldn't listen.
Lu See pictured her now, pulling her lips over her teeth and shaking her head this way and that with disappointment. She could almost hear the tut-tutting going on inside her skull.
Resentful, Lu See went for a stroll along the Backs, skirting the expanse of lawns and willow that curved along the river behind the colleges. She took in several deep breaths to clear her head. Okay, she said to herself, I'm ready.
She planned to catch the 09.45 train to King's Cross; from there she would connect to St. Pancras and catch the 13.20 to Sheffield. The meeting with Brindley & Fosler would decide her fate.
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The next evening, as Adrian returned to his rooms in Jesus, he was confronted by Stevens his bedder. ââHullo Mr Woo. A young Oriental lady came callin' for you. But seein' that you were sportin' your oak, I informed her you were out. She signed the register and said she'd be back later.''
ââThank you Stevens.''
When he heard a knock on his door he was met by Lu See who kissed him hard on the mouth.
ââI take it your overnight trip to Sheffield was a success?''
ââIt was,'' she beamed. The people at Brinkley & Fosler were wonderful. They even had someone meet me at the station and take me to a bed and breakfast.''
ââAnd what did they say about the organ?''
ââWell, I started off by telling them about that swine Conrad P. Hughes. Of course, that brought about a great deal of head-shaking and pipe-chewing on their part.''
ââDid you tell them how you were swindled? What did they say?''
ââThey said I was daft not to have made the trip up to see them first, saying all those southerners were âa law unto themselves' and that everything those Londoners did was âwi' a lick and a promise.'Â ''
ââDid you mention you only had half the amount to spend?''
ââI did.''
ââAnd?''
ââThey said 'ti'n't a problem.'' Lu See adopted a gruff male Yorkshire accent. ââThat for the amount I had they'd make me âas 'appy as a pig in muck' by building me âa reet proper' pipe organ. And they'd be working until they're completely âpaggered' to get it finished in time.''
ââAmazing.''
ââThey were very taken by the fact that the pipe organ was heading for Malaya. One of the Mr Fosler's nephews lives in Penang. A fellow called Charlie Fosler. He runs a rubber plantation there.''
ââWhat a small world. I assume you left a deposit.''
ââThey didn't want one.'' Adrian's eyebrows rose in surprise. ââBut I left them a token amount to give them face.'' She leaned across to kiss him on the cheek. ââThey said I could pay the balance on completion, on the condition I take out a full page announcement in the Yorkshire Gazette praising Brinkley & Fosler's dependability, integrity and craftsmanship. Naturally, I agreed.''
Adrian opened a bottle of beer and drank a toast to her.
ââI'm thinking we should go away,'' he said, out of the blue. ââTo celebrate.''
ââAway? Where?''
ââIt's the Long Vac, term's about to end and poor Stevens and the other gyps are due a break.''
ââBut you said you received permission to study through the summer and finish your research paper?''
ââI've been granted excess residence yes, but I'd still like to get away.''
ââHow long for?''
He shrugged unapologetically. ââI don't know, three weeks, maybe a month. Term ends on 15th June.''
ââI'm studying for my exams, or have you forgotten?''
ââWhat's that got to do with anything? Bring your books. We can go to the seaside. The sea air, a nice restful journey and some sightseeing will do you good.''
As a distraction, he turned on the radio. The voice of a sports announcer spilled through the room; he was expounding on Jesse Owens' gold medal prospects in the forthcoming Olympic Games in Berlin.
ââI'm sitting for my entrance papers in late September. I can't rest now.'' She snapped the radio off.
He held his hands out like a peace offering.
His tone turned carefree, agile even. ââAll this studying has sapped your spirit. So has this whole business of the pipe organ. Trust me, a break will do you good, goosey, you need a rest to think and reflect. You've been at your books for months.''
ââA break, Adrian Woo, will ruin my chances of getting into Girton!''
He took her hand. ââGoosey, you've been working non-stop. Take it from me, you'll go stale. We can bring all of your books with us. Have you seen the size of my trunk? Hell, we can take the whole damn Divinity library with us.''
ââDo you really think a break will do me good?
ââTrust me.''
A small smile came to her lips. ââYou're not going to lure me into taking part in a communist rally, are you?''
ââNo, I promise. By the seaside you can work all morning. Then we can have a nice long lunch, sip a cordial or two, and after that you can spend another three hours swotting. You know it makes sense. Goosey, I believe in you. I'm your greatest supporter. I have the utmost confidence that you'll sail through your entrance exams. The last thing I want to do is jeopardize your chances, but a trip away will refresh and reinvigorate you.''
ââAll right, I'll come.''
ââTell you what.'' His voice grew in pitch as a liberated expression filled his eyes. ââWhy don't we head for the beaches up north? Find a boarding house somewhere within a couple of hours from Sheffield. That way we can call in on Brinkley & Fosler once in a while and check on their progress.''
ââYou promise I'll be able to study? You won't be a nuisance, trying to break into my room and have your way with me every hour?''
ââMore like every half-hour. And surely you mean
our
room?''
ââWhat on earth are you talking about? We can't share. Think of the scandal if people find out.''
ââWe'll be married by then.'' He dropped to one knee and removed a small gold band from his pocket. ââOr at least I hope we'll be.'' He looked up at her, at the quivering muscles about her mouth. ââI've already booked the register office for June 14th. Goosey, will you do me the honour â¦?''
She pulled him to his feet and jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist.
ââFor God's sake, woman â¦'' He tried to hush her. ââStevens is nearby.''
ââWhat, you want him to come in and join us?'' She giggled, kissing him hard on the mouth again. Stifling their laughter, they rolled about on the hardwood floor until their knees and elbows hurt.
ââWait!'' said Lu See. ââIf we get married we can't live with Mrs Slackford. She won't allow men in the house.''
ââWe could find some digs to rent in Jesus Lane.''
ââAnd Sum Sum?''
ââShe can remain at Portugal Place, can't she?''
ââI don't want to abandon her.''
ââI love you, Lu See. And I want you to be my wife, but if you think Sum Sum should live with us, that's fine.''
ââLet me talk to her.''
ââI just think that we should be together for a while. Just you and me.''
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At noon, on June 14th Lu See and Adrian arrived at the register office. They stood in the white-boned reception room before the registrar, a thickly moustached man whose eyes swam with sherry. Pietro, sporting an absurdly oversized bowtie and Sum Sum were the witnesses. Adrian wore a morning suit and a silk top hat; Lu See wore an auspicious red dress and a pageboy's hat tilted at an angle. Earlier she'd purchased a pair of elegant brown flats with gilded snaffles. As the registrar spoke, Adrian draped his arm protectively around Lu See. ââYou happy?'' he whispered into her ear.
ââI'm exactly where I want to be,'' she replied.
Second-aunty Doris had once told her that life was not made up of days or weeks or years but of moments. This was one of those happy, memorable, fantastic moments.
Seconds later he slid a thin gold band on her finger.
Husband and wife!
She took Adrian's face in her hands and kissed him deeply. In the distance a bell tower struck. Lu See threw a sideways glance at Sum Sum who responded by crossing her eyes like a village idiot. Lu See guffawed.
Damn fool pumpkin-head!
The two friends exchanged hugs. ââAny advice for my wedding night?'' asked Lu See.
ââYes, lah. When in bed, don't point at his pencil and laugh!''
Lu See was happy to see Sum Sum smiling again.
Adrian broke open a whisky bottle and handed it to the registrar who took a swig and wiped his moustache with the back of a hand. At which point Pietro cranked up his portable gramophone. Louis Armstrong's swinging trumpet came
toot-tooting
through the room. Clutching her bouquet, Lu See grabbed Sum Sum by the arm.
Come on and swing those hips!
Toot-toot toodly toot-toot! Laughing breathlessly, they lifted their legs to the beat, eyes shut with the music in their hair. Pietro bounced up and down on his toes and then did the monkey-knees. Beside him Adrian did an impromptu Charleston pumping his arms like a jogger.
Toodly-toot-toot!
After a while Lu See collapsed in a fit of giggles, exhausted, hands folded on the mound of Sum Sum's tummy.
ââHow's the old sow's belly?''
ââFeels like watermelon, no? So, when and where will you go on honeymoon?''
ââAdrian is still looking into all the seaside resorts up north. He thinks a place called Cleethorpes in Lincolnshire might be nice. We'll be gone from next week for about a month. Will you be all right by yourself here?''
ââMe? I be fine, lah.'' Sum Sum hugged Lu See. ââ
Aiyo
, stop focusing on me, lor, this is your wedding day. Go spend time with your new husband. And when you get back I insist you have privacy. You go live together.''
Sum Sum went outside to get some fresh air. She stood on the cracked stone steps of the register office and shivered. The thought of being alone in this strange place scared her. She folded her arms. She would have to make a decision soon.
As the weeks progressed they grew increasingly stifling. Sum Sum, puffed up like a pastry, burst into Pietro's rooms one day and announced: ââI'm in love.''
ââWhat do you mean, you're in love?'' Pietro replied.
ââHis name is Cluck.''
ââ
Cluck?
Like in chicken?''
ââDark hair, strong jaw,
aiyo
and shoulders like a Tibetan yak.''
ââHave you been at the whisky again, sausage?''
ââI spent two magic-fantastic hours at Cosmo Cinema.'' Sum Sum shuddered.
ââ
Ayo
, this Captain Bligh one scary, crazy-crackpot man. Skin-crawling good film, lah. And this Cluck Gable damn-powerful handsome.''
A Hawker Hurricane buzzed by overhead en route to RAF Upwood.
Sum Sum reached into a punnet of wild raspberries and popped one into her mouth. Pietro eyed her. ââWhen is Lu See back?''
ââIn two days' time.''
ââYou must have been lonely without her.''
ââShe tell me she'd be gone for four weeks. It's now five.''
ââOh, what treachery.''
ââComing to England, I imagined it would be like fairy tale story, like Cinderella.'' Sum Sum patted her bump. ââBut look what happened to my fairy tale! I end up as Humpy Dumpy. Maybe I will go back to Tibet soon.'' A determined look swept across her face. ââThere is someone I want to see again. This baby is making me see my life through different eyes.'' Pietro knew she was talking about her mother; it was clear even without having to mention her name.
ââI always wanted to be Cinderella too,'' Pietro sighed, showing Sum Sum his left profile. ââYou'd think glass slippers would cause bunions, wouldn't you?''
Sum Sum smiled politely. She was exhausted.
My breasts are tender, I need to pee all the time and I feel this constant mild aching inside my lower abdomen.
She felt rung out.
Like Mrs Slackford's washing.
Scrunched and squeezed dry of her contents.
Oh for goodness' sake, lah, stop feeling sorry for yourself!
Pietro took a dramatic puff from his cigarette. ââYou never speak much of Tibet, do you? Tell me, how did you get to know Lu See and her family? Lhasa's a long way from Malaya.''
ââWhen I was twelve my A-Pha died. A-Ma and I rode on mules to the Nepal border where she put me on train for the south. She handed me a medal and a letter. She tell me to contact Master Teoh, Lu See's father, in Penang. I had to look for Penang on the British army map she gave me.''
ââIs Lu See's father a sort of grand pooh-bah or something?''
ââI don't understand your fancy talk, but her father is important man, yes. My A-Pha, you see, worked for British in Nepal, number-one Sherpa, he saved many lives of British officers, was awarded a medal, King Albert Medal, by Viceroy.
ââMaster Teoh owned bank where many British officers keep their money. Officers say to A-Pha, if you ever have problem you contact this man. He can help you. So when A-Pha died, A-Ma sent me to get work and get education, to learn to cook and clean in a stranger's house. I came with one set of clothing and shoes with holes outside.''
ââYou seem quite well schooled, forgive me, sausage, for a maid-servant.''