首页 >出版文学> The Way of All Flesh>第62章
  Hewentupstairstothedisusedcitadel,flunghimselfintothearm-
  chair,andcoveredhisfacewithhishands。
  Hestilldidnotknowthathiswifedrank,buthecouldnolongertrusther,andhisdreamofhappinesswasover。HehadbeensavedfromtheChurch——soasbyfire,butstillsaved——butwhatcouldnowsavehimfromhismarriage?HehadmadethesamemistakethathehadmadeinweddinghimselftotheChurch,butwithahundredtimesworseresults。Hehadlearntnothingbyexperience:hewasanEsau——oneofthosewretcheswhoseheartstheLordhadhardened,who,havingears,heardnot,havingeyessawnot,andwhoshouldfindnoplaceforrepentancethoughtheysoughtitevenwithtears。
  YethadhenotonthewholetriedtofindoutwhatthewaysofGodwere,andtofollowtheminsinglenessofheart?Toacertainextent,yes;buthehadnotbeenthorough;hehadnotgivenupallforGod。Heknewthatverywellhehaddonelittleascomparedwithwhathemightandoughttohavedone,butstillifhewasbeingpunishedforthis,Godwasahardtaskmaster,andone,too,whowascontinuallypouncingoutuponhisunhappycreaturesfromambuscades。
  InmarryingEllenhehadmeanttoavoidalifeofsin,andtotakethecoursehebelievedtobemoralandright。Withhisantecedentsandsurroundingsitwasthemostnaturalthingintheworldforhimtohavedone,yetinwhatafrightfulpositionhadnothismoralitylandedhim。Couldanyamountofimmoralityhaveplacedhiminamuchworseone?Whatwasmoralityworthifitwasnotthatwhichonthewholebroughtamanpeaceatthelast,andcouldanyonehavereasonablecertaintythatmarriagewoulddothis?Itseemedtohimthatinhisattempttobemoralhehadbeenfollowingadevilwhichhaddisguiseditselfasanangeloflight。Butifso,whatgroundwasthereonwhichamanmightrestthesoleofhisfootandtreadinreasonablesafety?
  Hewasstilltooyoungtoreachtheanswer,“Oncommonsense“——ananswerwhichhewouldhavefelttobeunworthyofanyonewhohadanidealstandard。
  Howeverthismightbe,itwasplainthathehadnowdoneforhimself。Ithadbeenthuswithhimallhislife。Iftherehadcomeatanytimeagleamofsunshineandhope,itwastobeobscuredimmediately——why,prisonwashappierthanthis!There,atanyrate,hehadhadnomoneyanxieties,andthesewerebeginningtoweighuponhimnowwithalltheirhorrors。HewashappierevennowthanhehadbeenatBattersbyoratRoughborough,andhewouldnotnowgoback,evenifhecould,tohisCambridgelife,butforallthattheoutlookwassogloomy,infactsohopeless,thathefeltasifhecouldhaveonlytoogladlygonetosleepanddiedinhisarm-chaironceforall。
  Ashewasmusingthusandlookinguponthewreckofhishopes——forhesawwellenoughthataslongashewaslinkedtoEllenheshouldneverriseashehaddreamedofdoing——heheardanoisebelow,andpresentlyaneighbourranupstairsandenteredhisroomhurriedly-
  “Goodgracious,MrPontifex。”sheexclaimed,“forgoodness’sakecomedownquicklyandhelp。OMrsPontifexistookwiththehorrors——andshe’sorkard。”
  Theunhappymancamedownashewasbidandfoundhiswifemadwithdeliriumtremens。
  Heknewallnow。Theneighboursthoughthemusthaveknownthathiswifedrankallalong,butEllenhadbeensoartful,andhesosimple,that,asIhavesaid,hehadhadnosuspicion。“Why。”saidthewomanwhohadsummonedhim,“she’lldrinkanythingshecanstandupandpayhermoneyfor。”Ernestcouldhardlybelievehisears,butwhenthedoctorhadseenhiswifeandshehadbecomemorequiet,hewentovertothepublichousehardbyandmadeenquiries,theresultofwhichrenderedfurtherdoubtimpossible。Thepublicantooktheopportunitytopresentmyherowithabillofseveralpoundsforbottlesofspiritssuppliedtohiswife,andwhatwithhiswife’sconfinementandthewaybusinesshadfallenoff,hehadnotthemoneytopaywith,forthesumexceededtheremnantofhissavings。
  Hecametome——notformoney,buttotellmehismiserablestory。I
  hadseenforsometimethattherewassomethingwrong,andhadsuspectedprettyshrewdlywhatthematterwas,butofcourseIsaidnothing。ErnestandIhadbeengrowingapartforsometime。Iwasvexedathishavingmarried,andheknewIwasvexed,thoughIdidmybesttohideit。
  Aman’sfriendshipsare,likehiswill,invalidatedbymarriage——buttheyarealsonolessinvalidatedbythemarriageofhisfriends。
  Theriftinfriendshipwhichinvariablymakesitsappearanceonthemarriageofeitherofthepartiestoitwasfastwidening,asitnolessinvariablydoes,intothegreatgulfwhichisfixedbetweenthemarriedandtheunmarried,andIwasbeginningtoleavemyprotegetoafatewithwhichIhadneitherrightnorpowertomeddle。InfactIhadbeguntofeelhimratheraburden;IdidnotsomuchmindthiswhenIcouldbeofuse,butIgrudgeditwhenIcouldbeofnone。Hehadmadehisbedandhemustlieuponit。Ernesthadfeltallthisandhadseldomcomenearmetillnow,oneeveninglatein1860,hecalledonme,andwithaverywoebegonefacetoldmehistroubles。
  AssoonasIfoundthathenolongerlikedhiswifeIforgavehimatonce,andwasasmuchinterestedinhimasever。Thereisnothinganoldbachelorlikesbetterthantofindayoungmarriedmanwhowisheshehadnotgotmarried——especiallywhenthecaseissuchanextremeonethatheneednotpretendtohopethatmatterswillcomeallrightagain,orencouragehisyoungfriendtomakethebestofit。
  Iwasmyselfinfavourofaseparation,andsaidIwouldmakeEllenanallowancemyself——ofcourseintendingthatitshouldcomeoutofErnest’smoney;buthewouldnothearofthis。HehadmarriedEllen,hesaid,andhemusttrytoreformher。Hehatedit,buthemusttry;andfindinghimasusualveryobstinateIwasobligedtoacquiesce,thoughwithlittleconfidenceastotheresult。Iwasvexedatseeinghimwastehimselfuponsuchabarrentask,andagainbegantofeelhimburdensome。IamafraidIshowedthis,forheagainavoidedmeforsometime,and,indeed,formanymonthsI
  hardlysawhimatall。
  Ellenremainedveryillforsomedays,andthengraduallyrecovered。
  Ernesthardlylefthertillshewasoutofdanger。Whenshehadrecoveredhegotthedoctortotellherthatifshehadsuchanotherattackshewouldcertainlydie;thissofrightenedherthatshetookthepledge。
  Thenhebecamemorehopefulagain。Whenshewassobershewasjustwhatshewasduringthefirstdaysofhermarriedlife,andsoquickwashetoforgetpain,thatafterafewdayshewasasfondofherasever。ButEllencouldnotforgivehimforknowingwhathedid。
  Sheknewthathewasonthewatchtoshieldherfromtemptation,andthoughhedidhisbesttomakeherthinkthathehadnofurtheruneasinessabouther,shefoundtheburdenofherunionwithrespectabilitygrowmoreandmoreheavyuponher,andlookedbackmoreandmorelonginglyuponthelawlessfreedomofthelifeshehadledbeforeshemetherhusband。
  Iwilldwellnolongeronthispartofmystory。Duringthespringmonthsof1861shekeptstraight——shehadhadherflingofdissipation,andthis,togetherwiththeimpressionmadeuponherbyherhavingtakenthepledge,tamedherforawhile。Theshopwentfairlywell,andenabledErnesttomakethetwoendsmeet。Inthespringandsummerof1861heevenputbyalittlemoneyagain。Intheautumnhiswifewasconfinedofaboy——averyfineone,soeveryonesaid。Shesoonrecovered,andErnestwasbeginningtobreathefreelyandbealmostsanguinewhen,withoutawordofwarning,thestormbrokeagain。Hereturnedoneafternoonabouttwoyearsafterhismarriage,andfoundhiswifelyinguponthefloorinsensible。
  Fromthistimehebecamehopeless,andbegantogovisiblydownhill。Hehadbeenknockedabouttoomuch,andtheluckhadgonetoolongagainsthim。Thewearandtearofthelastthreeyearshadtoldonhim,andthoughnotactuallyillhewasover-worked,belowpar,andunfitforanyfurtherburden。
  Hestruggledforawhiletopreventhimselffromfindingthisout,butfactsweretoostrongforhim。Againhecalledonmeandtoldmewhathadhappened。Iwasgladthecrisishadcome;IwassorryforEllen,butacompleteseparationfromherwastheonlychanceforherhusband。Evenafterthislastoutbreakhewasunwillingtoconsenttothis,andtalkednonsenseaboutdyingathispost,tillI
  gottiredofhim。EachtimeIsawhimtheoldgloomhadsettledmoreandmoredeeplyuponhisface,andIhadaboutmadeupmymindtoputanendtothesituationbyacoupdemain,suchasbribingEllentorunawaywithsomebodyelse,orsomethingofthatkind,whenmatterssettledthemselvesasusualinawaywhichIhadnotanticipated。
  Thewinterhadbeenatryingone。Ernesthadonlypaidhiswaybysellinghispiano。Withthisheseemedtocutawaythelastlinkthatconnectedhimwithhisearlierlife,andtosinkonceforallintothesmallshop-keeper。Itseemedtohimthathoweverlowhemightsinkhispaincouldnotlastmuchlonger,forheshouldsimplydieifitdid。
  HehatedEllennow,andthepairlivedinopenwantofharmonywitheachother。Ifithadnotbeenforhischildren,hewouldhaveleftherandgonetoAmerica,buthecouldnotleavethechildrenwithEllen,andasfortakingthemwithhimhedidnotknowhowtodoit,norwhattodowiththemwhenhehadgotthemtoAmerica。Ifhehadnotlostenergyhewouldprobablyintheendhavetakenthechildrenandgoneoff,buthisnervewasshaken,sodayafterdaywentbyandnothingwasdone。
  Hehadonlygotafewshillingsintheworldnow,exceptthevalueofhisstock,whichwasverylittle;hecouldgetperhaps3poundsor4poundsbysellinghismusicandwhatfewpicturesandpiecesoffurniturestillbelongedtohim。Hethoughtoftryingtolivebyhispen,buthiswritinghaddroppedofflongago;henolongerhadanideainhishead。Lookwhichwayhewouldhesawnohope;theend,ifithadnotactuallycome,waswithineasydistanceandhewasalmostfacetofacewithactualwant。Whenhesawpeoplegoingaboutpoorlyclad,orevenwithoutshoesandstockings,hewonderedwhetherwithinafewmonths’timehetooshouldnothavetogoaboutinthisway。Theremorseless,resistlesshandoffatehadcaughthiminitsgripandwasdragginghimdown,down,down。Stillhestaggeredon,goinghisdailyrounds,buyingsecond-handclothes,andspendinghiseveningsincleaningandmendingthem。