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第79章

  ’Oh,dear,yes,’Ireplied;’itisofverygreatconsequence;andIunderstandthewholeofit。YouwanttogivethatstupidAnnie,whohaslostyouahundredthousandpounds,andwhoisgoingtobemarriedbeforeus,dear——Godonlycantellwhy,beingmyyoungersister——youwanttogiveheraweddingpresent。
  Andyoushalldoit,darling;becauseitissogoodofyou。Don’tyouknowyourtitle,love?Howhumbleyouarewithushumblefolk。YouareLadyLornasomething,sofarasIcanmakeoutyet:andyououghtnoteventospeaktous。Youwillgoawayanddisdainus。’
  ’Ifyouplease,talknotlikethat,John。Iwillhavenothingtodowithit,ifitcomesbetweenyouandme,John。’
  ’Youcannothelpyourself,’saidI。Andthenshevowedthatshecouldandwould。Andrankandbirthwerebanishedfrombetweenourlipsinnotime。
  ’WhatcanIgethergoodenough?IamsureIdonotknow,’sheasked:’shehasbeensokindandgoodtome,andsheissuchadarling。HowIshallmissher,tobesure!Bythebye,youseemtothink,John,thatIshallberichsomeday。’
  ’Ofcourseyouwill。AsrichastheFrenchKingwhokeepsours。WouldtheLordChancellortroublehimselfaboutyou,ifyouwerepoor?’
  ’ThenifIamrich,perhapsyouwouldlendmetwentypounds,dearJohn。Tenpoundswouldbeverymeanforawealthypersontogiveher。’
  TothisIagreed,uponconditionthatIshouldmakethepurchasemyself,whateveritmightbe。FornothingcouldbeeasierthantocheatLornaaboutthecost,untiltimeshouldcomeforherpayingme。Andthiswasbetterthantocheatherforthebenefitofourfamily。
  Forthisend,andformanyothers,IsetofftoDulverton,bearingmorecommissions,moremessages,andmorequestionsthanamanofthricemymemorymightcarrysofarasthecornerwherethesawpitis。Andtomakethingsworse,onegirlorotherwouldkeeponrunninguptome,orevenaftermewhenstartedwithsomethingorothershehadjustthoughtof,whichshecouldnotpossiblydowithout,andwhichImustbesuretoremember,asthemostimportantofthewhole。
  Tomydearmother,whohadpartlyoutlivedtheexceedingvalueoftrifles,themostimportantmatterseemedtoensureUncleReuben’scountenanceandpresenceatthemarriage。AndifIsucceededinthis,Imightwellforgetallthemaidens’trumpery。Thisshewouldhavebeenwisertotellmewhentheywereoutofhearing;forIlefthertofightherownbattlewiththem;andlaughingatherpredicament,promisedtodothebestIcouldforall,sofarasmywitswouldgo。
  UncleReubenwasnotathome,butRuth,whoreceivedmeverykindly,althoughwithoutanyexpressionsofjoy,wassureofhisreturnintheafternoon,andpersuadedmetowaitforhim。AndbythetimethatIhadfinishedallIcouldrecollectofmyorders,evenwithpapertohelpme,theoldgentlemanrodeintotheyard,andwasmoresurprisedthanpleasedtoseeme。Butifhewassurprised,Iwasmorethanthat——IwasutterlyastonishedatthechangeinhisappearancesincethelasttimeIhadseenhim。Fromahale,andratherheavyman,gray-haired,butplump,andruddy,hewasalteredtoashrunken,wizened,trembling,andalmostdecrepitfigure。Insteadofcurlyandcomelylocks,grizzledindeed,butplentiful,hehadonlyafewlankwhitehairsscatteredandflatteneduponhisforehead。
  Butthegreatestchangeofallwasintheexpressionofhiseyes,whichhadbeensokeen,andrestless,andbright,andalittlesarcastic。Brightindeedtheystillwere,butwithaslowunhealthylustre;theirkeennesswasturnedtoperpetualoutlook,theirrestlessnesstoahaggardwant。Asforthehumourwhichoncegleamedtherewhichpeoplewhofearitcallsarcasmithadbeensucceededbystaresofterror,andthenmistrust,andshrinking。Therewasnoneoftheinterestinmankind,whichisneedfulevenforsatire。
  ’Nowwhatcanthisbe?’thoughtItomyself,’hastheoldmanlostallhisproperty,ortakentoomuchtostrongwaters?’
  ’Comeinside,JohnRidd,’hesaid;’Iwillhaveatalkwithyou。Itiscoldouthere;anditistoolight。
  Comeinside,JohnRidd,boy。’
  Ifollowedhimintoalittledarkroom,quitedifferentfromRuthHuckaback’s。Itwasclosedfromtheshopbyanolddivisionofboarding,hungwithtannedcanvas;
  andthesmellwasverycloseandfaint。Heretherewasaledgerdesk,andacoupleofchairs,andalong-leggedstool。
  ’Takethestool,’saidUncleReuben,showingmeinveryquietly,’itisfitterforyourheight,John。Waitamoment;thereisnohurry。’
  Thenheslippedoutbyanotherdoor,andclosingitquicklyafterhim,toldtheforemanandwaiting-menthatthebusinessofthedaywasdone。Theyhadbetterallgohomeatonce;andhewouldseetothefastenings。Ofcoursetheywereonlytoogladtogo;
  butIwonderedathissendingthem,withatleasttwohoursofdaylightleft。
  However,thatwasnobusinessofmine,andIwaited,andponderedwhetherfairRuthevercameintothisdirtyroom,andifso,howshekeptherhandsfromit。
  ForAnniewouldhavehaditupsidedowninabouttwominutes,andscrubbed,andbrushed,anddusted,untilitlookedquiteanotherplace;andyetallthisdonewithoutscoldingandcrossness;whicharethecurseofcleanwomen,andtentimesworsethanthedustiestdust。
  UncleBencamereelingin,notfromanypowerofliquor,butbecausehewasstifffromhorseback,andweakfromworkandworry。
  ’Letmebe,John,letmebe,’hesaid,asIwenttohelphim;’thisisanunkinddrearyplace;butmanyahundredofgoodgoldCarolushasbeenturnedinthisplace,John。’
  ’Notadoubtaboutit,sir,’Iansweredinmyloudandcheerfulmanner;’andmanyanotherhundred,sir;andmayyoulongenjoythem!’
  ’Myboy,doyouwishmetodie?’heasked,comingupclosetomystool,andregardingmewithashrewdthoughblear-eyedgaze;’manydo。Doyou,John?’
  ’Come,’saidI,’don’tasksuchnonsense。Youknowbetterthanthat,UncleBen。Orelse,Iamsorryforyou。Iwantyoutoliveaslongaspossible,forthesakeof——’HereIstopped。
  ’Forthesakeofwhat,John?Iknewitisnotformyownsake。Forthesakeofwhat,myboy?’
  ’ForthesakeofRuth,’Ianswered;’ifyoumusthaveallthetruth。Whoistomindherwhenyouaregone?’
  ’ButifyouknewthatIhadgold,oramannerofgettinggold,farmorethaneverthesailorsgotoutoftheSpanishgalleons,farmorethaneverwasheardof;
  andthesecretwastobeyours,John;yoursaftermeandnoothersoul’s——thenyouwouldwishmedead,John。’Hereheeyedmeasifaspeckofdustinmyeyesshouldnotescapehim。
  ’Youarewrong,UncleBen;altogetherwrong。Forallthegoldeverheardordreamedof,notawishwouldcrossmyhearttorobyouofonedayoflife。’
  Atlasthemovedhiseyesfrommine;butwithoutanyword,orsign,toshowwhetherhebelieved,ordisbelieved。Thenhewenttoachair,andsatwithhischinupontheledger-desk;asiftheeffortofprobingmehadbeentoomuchforhiswearybrain。’Dreamedof!Allthegoldeverdreamedof!Asifitwerebutadream!’hemuttered;andthenheclosedhiseyestothink。
  ’GoodUncleReuben,’Isaidtohim,’youhavebeenalongwayto-day,sir。Letmegoandgetyouaglassofgoodwine。CousinRuthknowswheretofindit。’
  ’HowdoyouknowhowfarIhavebeen?’heasked,withaviciouslookatme。’AndCousinRuth!Youareverypatwithmygranddaughter’sname,youngman!’
  ’Itwouldbeharduponme,sir,nottoknowmyowncousin’sname。’
  ’Verywell。Letthatgoby。YouhavebehavedverybadlytoRuth。Shelovesyou;andyoulovehernot。’
  AtthisIwassowhollyamazed——notatthethingitself,Imean,butathisknowledgeofit——thatI
  couldnotsayasingleword;butlooked,nodoubt,veryfoolish。
  ’Youmaywellbeashamed,youngman,’hecried,withsometriumphoverme,’youarethebiggestofallfools,aswellasaconceitedcoxcomb。WhatcanyouwantmorethanRuth?Sheisalittledamsel,truly;
  butfinermenthanyou,JohnRidd,withallyourboastedstrengthandwrestling,haveweddedsmallermaidens。Andasforquality,andvalue——bots!oneinchofRuthisworthallyoursevenfeetputtogether。’
  NowIamnotsevenfeethigh;noreverwassixfeeteightinches,inmyveryprimeoflife;andnothingvexesmesomuchastomakemeoutagiant,andabovehumansympathy,andhumanscaleofweakness。Itcostmehardtoholdmytongue;whichluckilyisnotinproportiontomystature。AndonlyforRuth’ssakeI
  heldit。ButUncleBenbeingoldandwornwasvexedbynothavinganyanswer,almostasmuchasawomanis。
  ’Youwantmetogoon,’hecontinued,withalookofspiteatme,’aboutmypoorRuth’sloveforyou,tofeedyourcursedvanity。BecauseasetofassescallyouthefinestmaninEngland;thereisnomaidI
  supposewhoisnotinlovewithyou。Ibelieveyouareasdeepasyouarelong,JohnRidd。ShallIevergettothebottomofyourcharacter?’
  Thiswasalittletoomuchforme。AnyinsultIcouldtakewithgoodwillfromawhite-hairedman,andonewhowasmyrelative;unlessittouchedmyloveforLorna,ormyconsciousmodesty。Nowbothoftheseweretouchedtothequickbythesentencesoftheoldgentleman。Therefore,withoutaword,Iwent;onlymakingabowtohim。
  Butwomenwhoarebeyondalldoubtthemothersofallmischief,alsonursethatbabetosleep,whenheistoonoisy。AndtherewasRuth,asItookmyhorsewithatrunkoffripperyonhim,poorlittleRuthwasatthebridle,andrustingalltheknopsofourtown-goingharnesswithtears。
  ’Good-byedear,’Isaid,asshebentherheadawayfromme;’shallIputyouuponthesaddle,dear?’
  ’CousinRidd,youmaytakeitlightly,’saidRuth,turningfulluponme,’andverylikelyyouareright,accordingtoyournature’——thiswastheonlycuttingthingthelittlesouleversaidtome——’butoh,CousinRidd,youhavenoideaofthepainyouwillleavebehindyou。’
  ’Howcanthatbeso,Ruth,whenIamasgoodasorderedtobeoffthepremises?’
  ’Inthefirstplace,CousinRidd,grandfatherwillbeangrywithhimself,forhavingsoill-usedyou。Andnowheissoweakandpoorly,thatheisalwaysrepenting。InthenextplaceIshallscoldhimfirst,untilheadmitshissorrow;andwhenhehasadmittedit,Ishallscoldmyselfforscoldinghim。Andthenhewillcomeroundagain,andthinkthatIwashardonhim;andendperhapsbyhatingyou——forheislikeawomannow,John。’
  Thatlastlittletouchofself-knowledgeinRuth,whichshedeliveredwithagleamofsomesecretpleasantry,mademestopandlookcloselyather:butshepretendednottoknowit。’Thereissomethinginthischild,’I
  thought,’verydifferentfromothergirls。WhatitisIcannottell;foroneveryseldomgetsatit。’
  Atanyratetheupshotwasthatthegoodhorsewentbacktostable,andhadanotherfeedofcorn,whilemywrathsankwithinme。Therearetwothings,accordingtomyexperiencewhichmaynotholdwithanotherman
  fittedbeyondanyotherstotakehottempersoutofus。
  Thefirstistoseeourfavouritecreaturesfeeding,andlickinguptheirfood,andhappilysnufflingoverit,yetsparingtimetobegrateful,andshowingtasteandperception;theotheristogogardeningboldly,inthespringoftheyear,withoutanymisgivingaboutit,andhopingtheutmostofeverything。Iftherebeathirdanodyne,approachingthesetwoinpower,itistosmokegoodtobaccowell,andwatchthesettingofthemoon;andifthisshouldonlybeoverthesea,theresultisirresistible。
  MasterHuckabackshowednoespecialsignsofjoyatmyreturn;butreceivedmewithalittlegrunt,whichappearedtometomean,’Ah,Ithoughthewouldhardlybefoolenoughtogo。’ItoldhimhowsorryIwasforhavinginsomewayoffendedhim;andheansweredthatI
  didwelltogrieveforoneatleastofmyoffences。TothisImadenoreply,asbehovesamandealingwithcrossandfractiouspeople;andpresentlyhebecamebetter-tempered,andsentlittleRuthforabottleofwine。Shegavemeabeautifulsmileofthanksformyforbearanceasshepassed;andIknewbyhermannerthatshewouldbringthebestbottleinallthecellar。
  AsIhadbutlittletimetosparealthoughthedayswerelongandlightwewereforcedtotakeourwinewithpromptitudeandrapidity;andwhetherthisloosenedmyuncle’stongue,orwhetherhemeantbeforehandtospeak,isnowalmostuncertain。Buttrueitisthathebroughthischairveryneartomine,afterthreeorfourglasses,andsentRuthawayuponsomeerrandwhichseemedofsmallimportance。AtthisIwasvexed,fortheroomalwayslookedsodifferentwithouther。
  ’Come,Jack,’hesaid,’here’syourhealth,youngfellow,andagoodandobedientwifetoyou。Notthatyourwifewilleverobeyyouthough;youaremuchtooeasy-tempered。Evenabitterandstormywomanmightliveinpeacewithyou,Jack。Butneveryougiveherthechancetotry。Marrysomesweetlittlething,ifyoucan。Ifnot,don’tmarryany。Ah,wehavethemaidtosuityou,mylad,inthisoldtownofDulverton。’