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TWELVE

NOWHERE HOUSE
Momo was standing in the biggest room she'd ever seen. It was bigger than the biggest cathedral or concert hall in the world. Massive columns supported a roof that could be sensed rather than seen in the gloom far above. There were no windows anywhere. The golden light that wove its way across this immense hall came from countless candles whose flames burned so steadily that they looked like daubs of brilliant paint requiring no wax at all to keep them alight.
The thousandfold whirring and ticking and humming and chiming that Momo had heard
on entering came from innumerable clocks of every shape and size. They reposed on long tables, in glass cabinets, on golden wall brackets, on endless rows of shelves.
There were dainty, bejewelled pocket watches, cheap tin alarm clocks, hourglasses, musical clocks with pirouetting dolls on top, sundials, clocks encased in wood and marble, glass clocks and clocks driven by jets of water. On the walls hung all manner of cuckoo clocks and other clocks with weights and pendulums, some swinging slowly and majestically and others wagging busily to and fro. All around the room at first-floor level ran a gallery reached by a spiral staircase. Higher still was another gallery, and above it another, and above that yet another.
Clocks were standing or hanging wherever Momo looked - not only conventional clocks but spherical timepieces showing what time it was anywhere in the world, and sidereal clocks, large and small, complete with sun, moon and stars. Arrayed in the middle of the hall were countless bigger clocks - a forest of clocks, as it were - ranging from granfather clocks to full-size church clocks.
Not a moment passed but one of these innumerable timepieces struck or chimed somewhere or other, for each of them showed a different time. Far from offending she ear, they combined to produce a sound as pleasant and harmonious as the rustle of leaves in a wood inspringtime.
Momo roamed from place to place, gazing wide-eyed at all these curiosities. She had paused beside a lavishly ornamented clock on which two tiny dancers, a man and a woman, were standing with hands entwined, and was just about to prod them to see if they would move, when she heard a friendly voice behind her. "Ah, so you're back, Cassiopeia," it said. "Did you bring Momo with you ?"
Turning, Momo looked along an avenue between the grandfather clocks and saw a frail old man with silvery hair stooping over the tortoise. He was wearing a gold embroidered frock coat, bluesilk knee breeches, white hose and shoes with big gold buckles. Lace frothed from the cuffs and collar of his coat, and his silver hair was braided into a pigtail at the back. Momo had never seen such a costume before, though anyone less ignorant would at once have recognized it as the height of fashion two centuries earlier.
"Well," said the old gentleman, still bending over the tortoise, "is she here ? Where is she, then ?"
He donned a small pair of eyeglasses like old Beppo's, except that these were gold-rimmed, and peered about him.
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(12) TWELVE TEMPAT RUMAH Momo berdiri di ruang terbesar yang pernah dilihatnya. Itu lebih besar dari yang terbesar katedral atau gedung konser di dunia. Kolom besar didukung atap yang bisa merasakan daripada melihat dalam kegelapan jauh di atas. Tidak ada jendela di mana saja. Cahaya emas yang menenun jalan di lorong besar ini berasal dari lilin yang tak terhitung jumlahnya yang api membakar sehingga terus bahwa mereka tampak seperti Daubs cat brilian tidak memerlukan lilin sama sekali untuk menjaga mereka turun. Seribu yang berputar dan berdetak dan bersenandung dan denting yang Momo memiliki mendengar tentang memasuki datang dari jam yang tak terhitung banyaknya dari setiap bentuk dan ukuran. Mereka beristirahat di meja-meja panjang, di lemari kaca, di kurung dinding emas, di barisan rak. Ada mungil, arloji saku berhiaskan berlian, murah jam alarm timah, jam pasir, jam musik dengan boneka pirouetting di atas, jam matahari, jam terbungkus kayu dan marmer, jam kaca dan jam didorong oleh jet air. Di dinding tergantung segala macam jam kukuk dan jam lainnya dengan bobot dan pendulum, beberapa berayun perlahan dan anggun dan lain-lain bergoyang-goyang sibuk ke sana kemari. Semua di sekitar ruangan di tingkat lantai pertama berlari galeri dicapai dengan tangga spiral. Lebih tinggi masih galeri lain, dan di atas itu lain, dan di atas itu lagi. Jam berdiri atau menggantung di mana pun Momo tampak - tidak hanya jam konvensional tetapi timepieces bola menunjukkan apa waktu itu di mana saja di dunia, dan jam sidereal, besar dan kecil , lengkap dengan matahari, bulan dan bintang. Tersusun di tengah-tengah lorong yang tak terhitung jumlahnya jam besar - hutan jam, karena itu - mulai dari jam Granfather ke jam gereja ukuran penuh. Tidak sesaat berlalu tapi salah satu timepieces tak terhitung memukul atau menimpali suatu tempat atau lainnya, untuk masing-masing menunjukkan waktu yang berbeda. Jauh dari menyinggung dia telinga, mereka dikombinasikan untuk menghasilkan suara sebagai menyenangkan dan harmonis sebagai gemerisik daun di inspringtime kayu. Momo berkelana dari satu tempat ke tempat lain, menatap dengan mata terbelalak sama sekali keingintahuan tersebut. Dia telah berhenti di samping jam dihiasi boros di mana dua penari kecil, seorang pria dan seorang wanita, berdiri dengan tangan terjalin, dan baru saja akan mendorong mereka untuk melihat apakah mereka akan bergerak, ketika ia mendengar suara ramah di belakangnya. "Ah, jadi kau kembali, Cassiopeia," katanya. "Apakah Anda membawa Momo dengan Anda?" Berpaling, Momo tampak sepanjang jalan antara jam kakek dan melihat seorang pria tua yang lemah dengan rambut keperakan membungkuk di atas kura-kura. Dia mengenakan bordir emas jas, celana lutut bluesilk, selang putih dan sepatu dengan gesper emas besar. Renda berbusa dari manset dan kerah mantelnya, dan rambut peraknya dikepang menjadi kuncir di belakang. Momo belum pernah melihat kostum seperti itu sebelumnya, meskipun ada yang kurang tahu akan sekaligus telah diakui sebagai puncak mode dua abad sebelumnya. "Yah," kata pria tua, masih membungkuk kura-kura, "dia di sini? Dimana dia, maka? " Dia mengenakan sepasang kecil kacamata seperti tua Beppo, kecuali bahwa ini adalah berbingkai emas, dan mengintip tentang dia. 81