室井が四十二年勤めた会社を辞めたのは、六十三の春だった。Muroi left the company he had served for forty-two years in the spring of his sixty-third year.退職の日、机の中から出てきたのは、読みかけの文庫本が三冊だった。On his last day, what came out of his desk was three part-read paperbacks.昼休みに少しずつ読んでいたものである。He had been reading them bit by bit in his lunch breaks.家に帰って、室井はまず本棚を作った。Back at home, the first thing Muroi did was build a bookcase.板を切り、やすりをかけるのに、三日かかった。Cutting the boards and sanding them took three days.
最初の半年は、読書三昧の日々だった。The first six months were days of nothing but reading.朝食のあと二時間、昼寝のあとまた二時間。Two hours after breakfast, and two more after his afternoon nap.窓際の椅子に座って、好きな本だけを読む。Sitting in the chair by the window, he read only what he liked.「毎日好きなことができて、うらやましい限りだ」“You can do as you please every day. I could not be more envious.”まだ働いている後輩の小坂が、電話でそう言った。Kosaka, a younger colleague still at work, said so on the telephone.室井は受話器を持ちかえて、そうだなと笑って答えた。Muroi moved the receiver to his other hand and answered with a laugh that he supposed so.
ところが、一年たつと様子が変わってきた。After a year, though, things began to change.読んでも、誰にも話す相手がいない。He read, but there was nobody to talk to about it.妻は本を読まない人で、感想を言っても短く返されるだけだ。His wife is not a reader, and any thoughts he offered got a short reply.読んだはずの本の題を思い出せないのも、さびしい限りだ。Being unable to recall the titles of books he had surely read could not have felt sadder.静かなのはよいが、一人で読むだけでは物足りない。The quiet was welcome, but reading alone was not quite enough.本好きの友が近くにいないのは、心細いことこの上ない。Having no fellow readers nearby could not feel more lonely.
春、室井は団地の掲示板に一枚の紙を貼った。In spring, Muroi pinned a single sheet of paper to the estate noticeboard.「本の話をしませんか。土曜の午後、集会室で」“Shall we talk about books? Saturday afternoons, in the meeting room.”自分の名前と部屋の番号だけを書いた。He wrote only his name and his flat number.最初の土曜、集会室に来たのは一人だった。On the first Saturday, one person came to the meeting room.三棟に住む元看護師の、七十代の女性である。A woman in her seventies from block three, a former nurse.二人で二時間、それぞれの好きな作家の話をした。The two of them talked for two hours about the writers they each liked.
二回目は三人、三回目は五人になった。The second time there were three, the third time five.子どもを連れた若い母親も来るようになった。A young mother with a child began coming too.本の種類はばらばらで、話はよく横道にそれる。The books are all sorts, and the talk often wanders off.それでも、誰かの一言から知らない本の名前が出てくるのが面白い。Even so, it is interesting how an unknown title surfaces out of somebody’s passing remark.「月に一度、これだけの話ができるとは、ありがたい限りだ」“To be able to talk like this once a month, I could not be more grateful.”室井は、手帳にそう書いた。Muroi wrote that in his notebook.
二年目の夏、団地の自治会が集会室の棚を一つ空けてくれた。In the summer of the second year, the residents’ association cleared a shelf in the meeting room for them.持ち寄った本を置く、小さな文庫である。It is a small library of books people bring along.貸し出しの帳面は、室井が毎回つけている。Muroi keeps the lending ledger himself every time.一冊ずつ、誰が借りたかを書くだけの帳面だ。It is a ledger that records nothing but who borrowed which book.秋、後輩の小坂が定年になり、見学に来た。In autumn, Kosaka reached retirement and came to have a look.「一人で読書三昧のつもりだったが、これは楽しそうだ」“I meant to do nothing but read on my own, but this looks enjoyable.”小坂は、帰りに二冊借りていった。Kosaka borrowed two books on his way out.貸し出し帳の一行目に、小坂の名が書き足された。Kosaka’s name was added on the first line of the lending ledger.室井は、本を読む時間が前より短くなったと気づいている。Muroi is aware that his reading time is shorter than it used to be.読む時間が減ったのを惜しいと思わないのは、不思議なことこの上ない。That he does not regret the lost hours could not be stranger.土曜の午後、集会室の窓からは、まだ明るい空が見える。On a Saturday afternoon, the sky through the meeting room window is still bright.