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第39章

  ’Idonot。’
  MrFlintwinch,havingexpelledalongsignificantbreathsaid,withhisformeremphasis,’ForIhaveaccidentally——mind!——foundout。’
  ’Wherevershelives,’saidMrsClennam,speakinginoneunmodulatedhardvoice,andseparatingherwordsasdistinctlyasifshewerereadingthemofffromseparatebitsofmetalthatshetookuponebyone,’shehasmadeasecretofit,andsheshallalwayskeephersecretfromme。’
  ’Afterall,perhapsyouwouldrathernothaveknownthefact,anyhow?’saidJeremiah;andhesaiditwithatwist,asifhiswordshadcomeoutofhiminhisownwryshape。
  ’Flintwinch,’saidhismistressandpartner,flashingintoasuddenenergythatmadeAfferystart,’whydoyougoadme?Lookroundthisroom。Ifitisanycompensationformylongconfinementwithinthesenarrowlimits——notthatIcomplainofbeingafflicted;
  youknowInevercomplainofthat——ifitisanycompensationtomeforlongconfinementtothisroom,thatwhileIamshutupfromallpleasantchangeIamalsoshutupfromtheknowledgeofsomethingsthatImayprefertoavoidknowing,whyshouldyou,ofallmen,grudgemethatbelief?’
  ’Idon’tgrudgeittoyou,’returnedJeremiah。
  ’Thensaynomore。Saynomore。LetLittleDorritkeephersecretfromme,anddoyoukeepitfrommealso。Lethercomeandgo,unobservedandunquestioned。Letmesuffer,andletmehavewhatalleviationbelongstomycondition。Isitsomuch,thatyoutormentmelikeanevilspirit?’
  ’Iaskedyouaquestion。That’sall。’
  ’Ihaveansweredit。So,saynomore。Saynomore。’Herethesoundofthewheeledchairwashearduponthefloor,andAffery’sbellrangwithahastyjerk。
  Moreafraidofherhusbandatthemomentthanofthemysterioussoundinthekitchen,Afferycreptawayaslightlyandasquicklyasshecould,descendedthekitchenstairsalmostasrapidlyasshehadascendedthem,resumedherseatbeforethefire,tuckedupherskirtagain,andfinallythrewherapronoverherhead。Thenthebellrangoncemore,andthenoncemore,andthenkeptonringing;
  indespiteofwhichimportunatesummons,Afferystillsatbehindherapron,recoveringherbreath。
  AtlastMrFlintwinchcameshufflingdownthestaircaseintothehall,mutteringandcalling’Afferywoman!’alltheway。Afferystillremainingbehindherapron,hecamestumblingdownthekitchenstairs,candleinhand,sidleduptoher,twitchedherapronoff,androusedher。
  ’OhJeremiah!’criedAffery,waking。’Whatastartyougaveme!’
  ’Whathaveyoubeendoing,woman?’inquiredJeremiah。’You’vebeenrungforfiftytimes。’
  ’OhJeremiah,’saidMistressAffery,’Ihavebeena-dreaming!’
  Remindedofherformerachievementinthatway,MrFlintwinchheldthecandletoherhead,asifhehadsomeideaoflightingherupfortheilluminationofthekitchen。
  ’Don’tyouknowit’shertea-time?’hedemandedwithaviciousgrin,andgivingoneofthelegsofMistressAffery’schairakick。
  ’Jeremiah?Tea-time?Idon’tknowwhat’scometome。ButIgotsuchadreadfulturn,Jeremiah,beforeIwent——offa-dreaming,thatIthinkitmustbethat。’
  ’Yoogh!Sleepy-Head!’saidMrFlintwinch,’whatareyoutalkingabout?’
  ’Suchastrangenoise,Jeremiah,andsuchacuriousmovement。Inthekitchenhere——justhere。’
  Jeremiahhelduphislightandlookedattheblackenedceiling,helddownhislightandlookedatthedampstonefloor,turnedroundwithhislightandlookedaboutatthespottedandblotchedwalls。
  ’Rats,cats,water,drains,’saidJeremiah。
  MistressAfferynegativedeachwithashakeofherhead。’No,Jeremiah;Ihavefeltitbefore。Ihavefeltitup-stairs,andonceonthestaircaseasIwasgoingfromherroomtooursinthenight——arustleandasortoftremblingtouchbehindme。’
  ’Affery,mywoman,’saidMrFlintwinchgrimly,afteradvancinghisnosetothatlady’slipsasatestforthedetectionofspirituousliquors,’ifyoudon’tgetteaprettyquick,oldwoman,you’llbecomesensibleofarustleandatouchthat’llsendyouflyingtotheotherendofthekitchen。’
  ThispredictionstimulatedMrsFlintwinchtobestirherself,andtohastenup-stairstoMrsClennam’schamber。But,forallthat,shenowbegantoentertainasettledconvictionthattherewassomethingwronginthegloomyhouse。Henceforth,shewasneveratpeaceinitafterdaylightdeparted;andneverwentupordownstairsinthedarkwithouthavingherapronoverherhead,lestsheshouldseesomething。
  Whatwiththeseghostlyapprehensionsandhersingulardreams,MrsFlintwinchfellthateveningintoahauntedstateofmind,fromwhichitmaybelongbeforethispresentnarrativedescriesanytraceofherrecovery。Inthevaguenessandindistinctnessofallhernewexperiencesandperceptions,aseverythingaboutherwasmysterioustoherselfshebegantobemysterioustoothers:andbecameasdifficulttobemadeouttoanybody’ssatisfactionasshefoundthehouseandeverythinginitdifficulttomakeouttoherown。
  ShehadnotyetfinishedpreparingMrsClennam’stea,whenthesoftknockcametothedoorwhichalwaysannouncedLittleDorrit。
  MistressAfferylookedonatLittleDorrittakingoffherhomelybonnetinthehall,andatMrFlintwinchscrapinghisjawsandcontemplatingherinsilence,asexpectingsomewonderfulconsequencetoensuewhichwouldfrightenheroutofherfivewitsorblowthemallthreetopieces。
  Afterteatherecameanotherknockatthedoor,announcingArthur。
  MistressAfferywentdowntolethimin,andhesaidonentering,’Affery,Iamgladit’syou。Iwanttoaskyouaquestion。’
  Afferyimmediatelyreplied,’Forgoodnesssakedon’taskmenothing,Arthur!Iamfrightenedoutofonehalfofmylife,anddreamedoutoftheother。Don’taskmenothing!Idon’tknowwhichiswhich,orwhatiswhat!’——andimmediatelystartedawayfromhim,andcamenearhimnomore。
  MistressAfferyhavingnotasteforreading,andnosufficientlightforneedleworkinthesubduedroom,supposinghertohavetheinclination,nowsateverynightinthedimnessfromwhichshehadmomentarilyemergedontheeveningofArthurClennam’sreturn,occupiedwithcrowdsofwildspeculationsandsuspicionsrespectinghermistressandherhusbandandthenoisesinthehouse。Whentheferociousdevotionalexerciseswereengagedin,thesespeculationswoulddistractMistressAffery’seyestowardsthedoor,asifsheexpectedsomedarkformtoappearatthosepropitiousmoments,andmakethepartyonetoomany。
  Otherwise,Afferyneversaidordidanythingtoattracttheattentionofthetwocleveronestowardsherinanymarkeddegree,exceptoncertainoccasions,generallyataboutthequiethourtowardsbed-time,whenshewouldsuddenlydartoutofherdimcorner,andwhisperwithafaceofterrortoMrFlintwinch,readingthepapernearMrsClennam’slittletable:’There,jeremiah!Now!
  What’sthatnoise?’
  Thenthenoise,iftherewereany,wouldhaveceased,andMrFlintwinchwouldsnarl,turninguponherasifshehadcuthimdownthatmomentagainsthiswill,’Affery,oldwoman,youshallhaveadose,oldwoman,suchadose!Youhavebeendreamingagain!’
  Nobody’sWeaknessThetimebeingcomefortherenewalofhisacquaintancewiththeMeaglesfamily,Clennam,pursuanttocontractmadebetweenhimselfandMrMeagleswithintheprecinctsofBleedingHeartYard,turnedhisfaceonacertainSaturdaytowardsTwickenham,whereMrMeagleshadacottage-residenceofhisown。Theweatherbeingfineanddry,andanyEnglishroadaboundingininterestforhimwhohadbeensolongaway,hesenthisvaliseonbythecoach,andsetouttowalk。Awalkwasinitselfanewenjoymenttohim,andonethathadrarelydiversifiedhislifeafaroff。
  HewentbyFulhamandPutney,forthepleasureofstrollingovertheheath。Itwasbrightandshiningthere;andwhenhefoundhimselfsofaronhisroadtoTwickenham,hefoundhimselfalongwayonhisroadtoanumberofairierandlesssubstantialdestinations。Theyhadrisenbeforehimfast,inthehealthfulexerciseandthepleasantroad。Itisnoteasytowalkaloneinthecountrywithoutmusinguponsomething。Andhehadplentyofunsettledsubjectstomeditateupon,thoughhehadbeenwalkingtotheLand’sEnd。
  First,therewasthesubjectseldomabsentfromhismind,thequestion,whathewastodohenceforthinlife;towhatoccupationheshoulddevotehimself,andinwhatdirectionhehadbestseekit。Hewasfarfromrich,andeverydayofindecisionandinactionmadehisinheritanceasourceofgreateranxietytohim。Asoftenashebegantoconsiderhowtoincreasethisinheritance,ortolayitby,sooftenhismisgivingthattherewassomeonewithanunsatisfiedclaimuponhisjustice,returned;andthatalonewasasubjecttooutlastthelongestwalk。Again,therewasthesubjectofhisrelationswithhismother,whichwerenowuponanequableandpeacefulbutneverconfidentialfooting,andwhomhesawseveraltimesaweek。LittleDorritwasaleadingandaconstantsubject:forthecircumstancesofhislife,unitedtothoseofherownstory,presentedthelittlecreaturetohimastheonlypersonbetweenwhomandhimselfthereweretiesofinnocentrelianceononehand,andaffectionateprotectionontheother;tiesofcompassion,respect,unselfishinterest,gratitude,andpity。
  Thinkingofher,andofthepossibilityofherfather’sreleasefromprisonbytheunbarringhandofdeath——theonlychangeofcircumstancehecouldforeseethatmightenablehimtobesuchafriendtoherashewishedtobe,byalteringherwholemanneroflife,smoothingherroughroad,andgivingherahome——heregardedher,inthatperspective,ashisadopteddaughter,hispoorchildoftheMarshalseahushedtorest。Iftherewerealastsubjectinhisthoughts,anditlaytowardsTwickenham,itsformwassoindefinitethatitwaslittlemorethanthepervadingatmosphereinwhichtheseothersubjectsfloatedbeforehim。
  Hehadcrossedtheheathandwasleavingitbehindwhenhegaineduponafigurewhichhadbeeninadvanceofhimforsometime,andwhich,ashegaineduponit,hethoughtheknew。Hederivedthisimpressionfromsomethingintheturnofthehead,andinthefigure’sactionofconsideration,asitwentonatasufficientlysturdywalk。Butwhentheman——foritwasaman’sfigure——pushedhishatupatthebackofhishead,andstoppedtoconsidersomeobjectbeforehim,heknewittobeDanielDoyce。
  ’Howdoyoudo,MrDoyce?’saidClennam,overtakinghim。’Iamgladtoseeyouagain,andinahealthierplacethantheCircumlocutionOffice。’
  ’Ha!MrMeagles’sfriend!’exclaimedthatpubliccriminal,comingoutofsomementalcombinationshehadbeenmaking,andofferinghishand。’Iamgladtoseeyou,sir。WillyouexcusemeifI
  forgetyourname?’
  ’Readily。It’snotacelebratedname。It’snotBarnacle。’
  ’No,no,’saidDaniel,laughing。’AndnowIknowwhatitis。It’sClennam。Howdoyoudo,MrClennam?’
  ’Ihavesomehope,’saidArthur,astheywalkedontogether,’thatwemaybegoingtothesameplace,MrDoyce。’
  ’MeaningTwickenham?’returnedDaniel。’Iamgladtohearit。’