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第160章

  MrF。’sAuntholdingoutlikeagrimfortress,andFlorabecominginneedofrefreshment,amessengerwasdespatchedtothehotelforthetumbleralreadyglancedat,whichwasafterwardsreplenished。
  Withtheaidofitscontent,anewspaper,andsomeskimmingofthecreamofthepie-stock,Floragotthroughtheremainderofthedayinperfectgoodhumour;thoughoccasionallyembarrassedbytheconsequencesofanidlerumourwhichcirculatedamongthecredulousinfantsoftheneighbourhood,totheeffectthatanoldladyhadsoldherselftothepie-shoptobemadeup,andwasthensittinginthepie-shopparlour,decliningtocompletehercontract。Thisattractedsomanyyoungpersonsofbothsexes,and,whentheshadesofeveningbegantofall,occasionedsomuchinterruptiontothebusiness,thatthemerchantbecameverypressinginhisproposalsthatMrF。’sAuntshouldberemoved。Aconveyancewasaccordinglybroughttothedoor,which,bythejointeffortsofthemerchantandFlora,thisremarkablewomanwasatlastinducedtoenter;
  thoughnotwithouteventhenputtingherheadoutofthewindow,anddemandingtohavehim’broughtfor’ard’forthepurposeoriginallymentioned。AsshewasobservedatthistimetodirectbalefulglancestowardstheMarshalsea,ithasbeensupposedthatthisadmirablyconsistentfemaleintendedby’him,’ArthurClennam。
  This,however,ismerespeculation;whothepersonwas,who,forthesatisfactionofMrF。’sAunt’smind,oughttohavebeenbroughtforwardandneverwasbroughtforward,willneverbepositivelyknown。
  Theautumndayswenton,andLittleDorritnevercametotheMarshalseanowandwentawaywithoutseeinghim。No,no,no。
  Onemorning,asArthurlistenedforthelightfeetthateverymorningascendedwingedtohisheart,bringingtheheavenlybrightnessofanewloveintotheroomwheretheoldlovehadwroughtsohardandbeensotrue;onemorning,ashelistened,heheardhercoming,notalone。
  ’DearArthur,’saidherdelightedvoiceoutsidethedoor,’Ihavesomeonehere。MayIbringsomeonein?’
  Hehadthoughtfromthetreadthereweretwowithher。Heanswered’Yes,’andshecameinwithMrMeagles。Sun-brownedandjollyMrMeagleslooked,andheopenedhisarmsandfoldedArthurinthem,likeasun-brownedandjollyfather。
  ’NowIamallright,’saidMrMeagles,afteraminuteorso。’Nowit’sover。Arthur,mydearfellow,confessatoncethatyouexpectedmebefore。’
  ’Idid,’saidArthur;’butAmytoldme——’
  ’LittleDorrit。Neveranyothername。’Itwasshewhowhisperedit。
  ’——ButmyLittleDorrittoldmethat,withoutaskingforanyfurtherexplanation,IwasnottoexpectyouuntilIsawyou。’
  ’Andnowyouseeme,myboy,’saidMrMeagles,shakinghimbythehandstoutly;’andnowyoushallhaveanyexplanationandeveryexplanation。Thefactis,Iwashere——camestraighttoyoufromtheAllongersandMarshongers,orIshouldbeashamedtolookyouinthefacethisday,——butyouwerenotincompanytrimatthemoment,andIhadtostartoffagaintocatchDoyce。’
  ’PoorDoyce!’sighedArthur。
  ’Don’tcallhimnamesthathedon’tdeserve,’saidMrMeagles。
  ’He’snotpoor;he’sdoingwellenough。Doyceisawonderfulfellowoverthere。Iassureyouheismakingouthiscaselikeahousea-fire。Hehasfallenonhislegs,hasDan。Wheretheydon’twantthingsdoneandfindamantodo’em,thatman’soffhislegs;butwheretheydowantthingsdoneandfindamantodo’em,thatman’sonhislegs。Youwon’thaveoccasiontotroubletheCircumlocutionOfficeanymore。Letmetellyou,Danhasdonewithout’em!’
  ’Whataloadyoutakefrommymind!’criedArthur。’Whathappinessyougiveme!’
  ’Happiness?’retortedMrMeagles。’Don’ttalkabouthappinesstillyouseeDan。IassureyouDanisdirectingworksandexecutinglaboursoveryonder,thatitwouldmakeyourhairstandonendtolookat。He’snopublicoffender,blessyou,now!He’smedalledandribboned,andstarredandcrossed,andIdon’t-know-whatall’d,likeabornnobleman。Butwemustn’ttalkaboutthatoverhere。’
  ’Whynot?’
  ’Oh,egad!’saidMrMeagles,shakinghisheadveryseriously,’hemusthideallthosethingsunderlockandkeywhenhecomesoverhere。Theywon’tdooverhere。Inthatparticular,BritanniaisaBritanniaintheManger——won’tgiveherchildrensuchdistinctionsherself,andwon’tallowthemtobeseenwhentheyaregivenbyothercountries。No,no,Dan!’saidMrMeagles,shakinghisheadagain。’Thatwon’tdohere!’
  ’IfyouhadbroughtmeexceptforDoyce’ssaketwicewhatIhavelost,’criedArthur,’youwouldnothavegivenmethepleasurethatyougivemeinthisnews。’
  ’Why,ofcourse,ofcourse,’assentedMrMeagles。’OfcourseI
  knowthat,mygoodfellow,andthereforeIcomeoutwithitinthefirstburst。Now,togoback,aboutcatchingDoyce。IcaughtDoyce。Ranagainsthimamongalotofthosedirtybrowndogsinwomen’snightcapsagreatdealtoobigfor’em,callingthemselvesArabsandallsortsofincoherentraces。YOUknow’em!Well!Hewascomingstraighttome,andIwasgoingtohim,andsowecamebacktogether。’
  ’DoyceinEngland!’exclaimedArthur。
  ’There!’saidMrMeagles,throwingopenhisarms。’Iamtheworstmanintheworldtomanageathingofthissort。Idon’tknowwhatIshouldhavedoneifIhadbeeninthediplomaticline——right,perhaps!Thelongandshortofitis,Arthur,wehavebothbeeninEnglandthisfortnight。AndifyougoontoaskwhereDoyceisatthepresentmoment,why,myplainansweris——hereheis!AndnowIcanbreatheagainatlast!’
  Doycedartedinfrombehindthedoor,caughtArthurbybothhands,andsaidtherestforhimself。
  ’Thereareonlythreebranchesofmysubject,mydearClennam,’
  saidDoyce,proceedingtomouldthemseverally,withhisplasticthumb,onthepalmofhishand,’andthey’resoondisposedof。
  First,notawordmorefromyouaboutthepast。Therewasanerrorinyourcalculations。Iknowwhatthatis。Itaffectsthewholemachine,andfailureistheconsequence。Youwillprofitbythefailure,andwillavoiditanothertime。Ihavedoneasimilarthingmyself,inconstruction,often。Everyfailureteachesamansomething,ifhewilllearn;andyouaretoosensibleamannottolearnfromthisfailure。Somuchforfirstly。Secondly。Iwassorryyoushouldhavetakenitsoheavilytoheart,andreproachedyourselfsoseverely;Iwastravellinghomenightanddaytoputmattersright,withtheassistanceofourfriend,whenIfellinwithourfriendashehasinformedyou。Thirdly。Wetwoagreed,that,afterwhatyouhadundergone,afteryourdistressofmind,andafteryourillness,itwouldbeapleasantsurpriseifwecouldsofarkeepquietastogetthingsperfectlyarrangedwithoutyourknowledge,andthencomeandsaythatalltheaffairsweresmooth,thateverythingwasright,thatthebusinessstoodingreaterwantofyouthaneveritdid,andthatanewandprosperouscareerwasopenedbeforeyouandmeaspartners。That’sthirdly。Butyouknowwealwaysmakeanallowanceforfriction,andsoIhavereservedspacetoclosein。MydearClennam,Ithoroughlyconfideinyou;youhaveitinyourpowertobequiteasusefultomeasI
  have,orhavehad,itinmypowertobeusefultoyou;youroldplaceawaitsyou,andwantsyouverymuch;thereisnothingtodetainyouhereonehalf-hourlonger。’
  Therewassilence,whichwasnotbrokenuntilArthurhadstoodforsometimeatthewindowwithhisbacktowardsthem,anduntilhislittlewifethatwastobehadgonetohimandstayedbyhim。
  ’Imadearemarkalittlewhileago,’saidDanielDoycethen,’whichIaminclinedtothinkwasanincorrectone。Isaidtherewasnothingtodetainyouhere,Clennam,halfanhourlonger。AmImistakeninsupposingthatyouwouldrathernotleaveheretillto-morrowmorning?DoIknow,withoutbeingverywise,whereyouwouldliketogo,directfromthesewallsandfromthisroom?’
  ’Youdo,’returnedArthur。’Ithasbeenourcherishedpurpose。’
  ’Verywell!’saidDoyce。’Then,ifthisyoungladywilldomethehonourofregardingmeforfour-and-twentyhoursinthelightofafather,andwilltakearidewithmenowtowardsSaintPaul’sChurchyard,IdaresayIknowwhatwewanttogetthere。’
  LittleDorritandhewentouttogethersoonafterwards,andMrMeagleslingeredbehindtosayawordtohisfriend。
  ’Ithink,Arthur,youwillnotwantMotherandmeinthemorningandwewillkeepaway。ItmightsetMotherthinkingaboutPet;
  she’sasoft-heartedwoman。She’sbestattheCottage,andI’llstaythereandkeephercompany。’
  Withthattheypartedforthetime。Andthedayended,andthenightended,andthemorningcame,andLittleDorrit,simplydressedasusualandhavingnoonewithherbutMaggy,cameintotheprisonwiththesunshine。Thepoorroomwasahappyroomthatmorning。Whereintheworldwastherearoomsofullofquietjoy!
  ’Mydearlove,’saidArthur。’WhydoesMaggylightthefire?Weshallbegonedirectly。’
  ’Iaskedhertodoit。Ihavetakensuchanoddfancy。Iwantyoutoburnsomethingforme。’
  ’What?’
  ’Onlythisfoldedpaper。Ifyouwillputitinthefirewithyourownhand,justasitis,myfancywillbegratified。’
  ’Superstitious,darlingLittleDorrit?Isitacharm?’
  ’Itisanythingyoulikebest,myown,’sheanswered,laughingwithglisteningeyesandstandingontiptoetokisshim,’ifyouwillonlyhumourmewhenthefireburnsup。’
  Sotheystoodbeforethefire,waiting:Clennamwithhisarmaboutherwaist,andthefireshining,asfireinthatsameplacehadoftenshone,inLittleDorrit’seyes。’Isitbrightenoughnow?’
  saidArthur。’Quitebrightenoughnow,’saidLittleDorrit。’Doesthecharmwantanywordstobesaid?’askedArthur,asheheldthepaperovertheflame。’Youcansayifyoudon’tmind“Iloveyou!’answeredLittleDorrit。Sohesaidit,andthepaperburnedaway。
  Theypassedveryquietlyalongtheyard;fornoonewasthere,thoughmanyheadswerestealthilypeepingfromthewindows。
  Onlyoneface,familiarofold,wasintheLodge。Whentheyhadbothaccostedit,andspokenmanykindwords,LittleDorritturnedbackonelasttimewithherhandstretchedout,saying,’Good-bye,goodJohn!Ihopeyouwillliveveryhappy,dear!’
  ThentheywentupthestepsoftheneighbouringSaintGeorge’sChurch,andwentuptothealtar,whereDanielDoycewaswaitinginhispaternalcharacter。AndtherewasLittleDorrit’soldfriendwhohadgivenhertheBurialRegisterforapillow;fullofadmirationthatsheshouldcomebacktothemtobemarried,afterall。
  AndtheyweremarriedwiththesunshiningonthemthroughthepaintedfigureofOurSaviouronthewindow。AndtheywentintotheveryroomwhereLittleDorrithadslumberedafterherparty,tosigntheMarriageRegister。Andthere,MrPancks,destinedtobechiefclerktoDoyceandClennam,andafterwardspartnerinthehouse,sinkingtheIncendiaryinthepeacefulfriend,lookedinatthedoortoseeitdone,withFloragallantlysupportedononearmandMaggyontheother,andaback-groundofJohnChiveryandfatherandotherturnkeyswhohadrunroundforthemoment,desertingtheparentMarshalseaforitshappychild。NorhadFloratheleastsignsofseclusionuponher,notwithstandingherrecentdeclaration;but,onthecontrary,waswonderfullysmart,andenjoyedtheceremoniesmightily,thoughinaflutteredway。
  LittleDorrit’soldfriendheldtheinkstandasshesignedhername,andtheclerkpausedintakingoffthegoodclergyman’ssurplice,andallthewitnesseslookedonwithspecialinterest。
  ’For,yousee,’saidLittleDorrit’soldfriend,’thisyoungladyisoneofourcuriosities,andhascomenowtothethirdvolumeofourRegisters。HerbirthisinwhatIcallthefirstvolume;shelayasleep,onthisveryfloor,withherprettyheadonwhatIcallthesecondvolume;andshe’snowa-writingherlittlenameasabrideinwhatIcallthethirdvolume。’
  Theyallgaveplacewhenthesigningwasdone,andLittleDorritandherhusbandwalkedoutofthechurchalone。Theypausedforamomentonthestepsoftheportico,lookingatthefreshperspectiveofthestreetintheautumnmorningsun’sbrightrays,andthenwentdown。
  Wentdownintoamodestlifeofusefulnessandhappiness。Wentdowntogiveamother’scare,inthefulnessoftime,toFanny’sneglectedchildrennolessthantotheirown,andtoleavethatladygoingintoSocietyforeverandaday。WentdowntogiveatendernurseandfriendtoTipforsomefewyears,whowasnevervexedbythegreatexactionshemadeofherinreturnforthericheshemighthavegivenherifhehadeverhadthem,andwholovinglyclosedhiseyesupontheMarshalseaandallitsblightedfruits。Theywentquietlydownintotheroaringstreets,inseparableandblessed;andastheypassedalonginsunshineandshade,thenoisyandtheeager,andthearrogantandthefrowardandthevain,frettedandchafed,andmadetheirusualuproar。
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