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第62章

  Whenhehadthusdisposedofhiscards,allbeingdoneveryquietlyandinasuppressedtone,MrPanckspuffedhiswayintohisownbreast-pocketandtuggedoutacanvasbag;fromwhich,withasparinghand,hetoldforthmoneyfortravellingexpensesintwolittleportions。’Cashgoesoutfast,’hesaidanxiously,ashepushedaportiontoeachofhismalecompanions,’veryfast。’
  ’Icanonlyassureyou,MrPancks,’saidYoungJohn,’thatIdeeplyregretmycircumstancesbeingsuchthatIcan’taffordtopaymyowncharges,orthatit’snotadvisabletoallowmethetimenecessaryformydoingthedistancesonfoot;becausenothingwouldgivemegreatersatisfactionthantowalkmyselfoffmylegswithoutfeeorreward。’
  Thisyoungman’sdisinterestednessappearedsoveryludicrousintheeyesofMissRugg,thatshewasobligedtoeffectaprecipitateretirementfromthecompany,andtosituponthestairsuntilshehadhadherlaughout。MeanwhileMrPancks,looking,notwithoutsomepity,atYoungJohn,slowlyandthoughtfullytwisteduphiscanvasbagasifhewerewringingitsneck。Thelady,returningasherestoredittohispocket,mixedrumandwaterfortheparty,notforgettingherfairself,andhandedtoeveryonehisglass。
  Whenallweresupplied,MrRuggrose,andsilentlyholdingouthisglassatarm’slengthabovethecentreofthetable,bythatgestureinvitedtheotherthreetoaddtheirs,andtouniteinageneralconspiratorialclink。Theceremonywaseffectiveuptoacertainpoint,andwouldhavebeenwhollysothroughout,ifMissRugg,assheraisedherglasstoherlipsincompletionofit,hadnothappenedtolookatYoungJohn;whenshewasagainsoovercomebythecontemptiblecomicalityofhisdisinterestednessastospluttersomeambrosialdropsofrumandwateraround,andwithdrawinconfusion。
  Suchwasthedinnerwithoutprecedent,givenbyPancksatPentonville;andsuchwasthebusyandstrangelifePancksled。
  Theonlywakingmomentsatwhichheappearedtorelaxfromhiscares,andtorecreatehimselfbygoinganywhereorsayinganythingwithoutapervadingobject,werewhenheshowedadawninginterestinthelameforeignerwiththestick,downBleedingHeartYard。
  Theforeigner,bynameJohnBaptistCavalletto——theycalledhimMrBaptistintheYard——wassuchachirping,easy,hopefullittlefellow,thathisattractionforPanckswasprobablyintheforceofcontrast。Solitary,weak,andscantilyacquaintedwiththemostnecessarywordsoftheonlylanguageinwhichhecouldcommunicatewiththepeopleabouthim,hewentwiththestreamofhisfortunes,inabriskwaythatwasnewinthoseparts。Withlittletoeat,andlesstodrink,andnothingtowearbutwhatheworeuponhim,orhadbroughttiedupinoneofthesmallestbundlesthateverwereseen,heputasbrightafaceuponitasifhewereinthemostflourishingcircumstanceswhenhefirsthobbledupanddowntheYard,humblypropitiatingthegeneralgood-willwithhiswhiteteeth。
  Itwasuphillworkforaforeigner,lameorsound,tomakehiswaywiththeBleedingHearts。Inthefirstplace,theywerevaguelypersuadedthateveryforeignerhadaknifeabouthim;inthesecond,theyheldittobeasoundconstitutionalnationalaxiomthatheoughttogohometohisowncountry。Theyneverthoughtofinquiringhowmanyoftheirowncountrymenwouldbereturnedupontheirhandsfromdiverspartsoftheworld,iftheprincipleweregenerallyrecognised;theyconsidereditparticularlyandpeculiarlyBritish。Inthethirdplace,theyhadanotionthatitwasasortofDivinevisitationuponaforeignerthathewasnotanEnglishman,andthatallkindsofcalamitieshappenedtohiscountrybecauseitdidthingsthatEnglanddidnot,anddidnotdothingsthatEnglanddid。Inthisbelief,tobesure,theyhadlongbeencarefullytrainedbytheBarnaclesandStiltstalkings,whowerealwaysproclaimingtothem,officially,thatnocountrywhichfailedtosubmititselftothosetwolargefamiliescouldpossiblyhopetobeundertheprotectionofProvidence;andwho,whentheybelievedit,disparagedtheminprivateasthemostprejudicedpeopleunderthesun。
  This,therefore,mightbecalledapoliticalpositionoftheBleedingHearts;buttheyentertainedotherobjectionstohavingforeignersintheYard。Theybelievedthatforeignerswerealwaysbadlyoff;andthoughtheywereasilloffthemselvesastheycoulddesiretobe,thatdidnotdiminishtheforceoftheobjection。
  Theybelievedthatforeignersweredragoonedandbayoneted;andthoughtheycertainlygottheirownskullspromptlyfracturediftheyshowedanyill-humour,stillitwaswithabluntinstrument,andthatdidn’tcount。Theybelievedthatforeignerswerealwaysimmoral;andthoughtheyhadanoccasionalassizeathome,andnowandthenadivorcecaseorso,thathadnothingtodowithit。
  Theybelievedthatforeignershadnoindependentspirit,asneverbeingescortedtothepollindrovesbyLordDecimusTiteBarnacle,withcoloursflyingandthetuneofRuleBritanniaplaying。Nottobetedious,theyhadmanyotherbeliefsofasimilarkind。
  Againsttheseobstacles,thelameforeignerwiththestickhadtomakeheadaswellashecould;notabsolutelysingle-handed,becauseMrArthurClennamhadrecommendedhimtothePlornisheshelivedatthetopofthesamehouse,butstillatheavyodds。
  However,theBleedingHeartswerekindhearts;andwhentheysawthelittlefellowcheerilylimpingaboutwithagood-humouredface,doingnoharm,drawingnoknives,committingnooutrageousimmoralities,livingchieflyonfarinaceousandmilkdiet,andplayingwithMrsPlornish’schildrenofanevening,theybegantothinkthatalthoughhecouldneverhopetobeanEnglishman,stillitwouldbehardtovisitthatafflictiononhishead。Theybegantoaccommodatethemselvestohislevel,callinghim’MrBaptist,’
  buttreatinghimlikeababy,andlaughingimmoderatelyathislivelygesturesandhischildishEnglish——more,becausehedidn’tmindit,andlaughedtoo。Theyspoketohiminveryloudvoicesasifhewerestonedeaf。Theyconstructedsentences,bywayofteachinghimthelanguageinitspurity,suchaswereaddressedbythesavagestoCaptainCook,orbyFridaytoRobinsonCrusoe。MrsPlornishwasparticularlyingeniousinthisart;andattainedsomuchcelebrityforsaying’Meopeyoulegwellsoon,’thatitwasconsideredintheYardbutaveryshortremoveindeedfromspeakingItalian。EvenMrsPlornishherselfbegantothinkthatshehadanaturalcalltowardsthatlanguage。Ashebecamemorepopular,householdobjectswerebroughtintorequisitionforhisinstructioninacopiousvocabulary;andwheneverheappearedintheYardladieswouldflyoutattheirdoorscrying’MrBaptist——tea-pot!’
  ’MrBaptist——dust-pan!’’MrBaptist——flour-dredger!’’MrBaptist——coffee-biggin!’Atthesametimeexhibitingthosearticles,andpenetratinghimwithasenseoftheappallingdifficultiesoftheAnglo-Saxontongue。
  Itwasinthisstageofhisprogress,andinaboutthethirdweekofhisoccupation,thatMrPancks’sfancybecameattractedbythelittleman。Mountingtohisattic,attendedbyMrsPlornishasinterpreter,hefoundMrBaptistwithnofurniturebuthisbedontheground,atable,andachair,carvingwiththeaidofafewsimpletools,intheblithestwaypossible。
  ’Now,oldchap,’saidMrPancks,’payup!’
  Hehadhismoneyready,foldedinascrapofpaper,andlaughinglyhandeditin;thenwithafreeaction,threwoutasmanyfingersofhisrighthandastherewereshillings,andmadeacutcrosswiseintheairforanoddsixpence。
  ’Oh!’saidMrPancks,watchinghim,wonderingly。’That’sit,isit?You’reaquickcustomer。It’sallright。Ididn’texpecttoreceiveit,though。’
  MrsPlornishhereinterposedwithgreatcondescension,andexplainedtoMrBaptist。’Eplease。Egladgetmoney。’
  Thelittlemansmiledandnodded。HisbrightfaceseemeduncommonlyattractivetoMrPancks。’How’shegettingoninhislimb?’heaskedMrsPlornish。
  ’Oh,he’sadealbetter,sir,’saidMrsPlornish。’Weexpectnextweekhe’llbeabletoleaveoffhisstickentirely。’Theopportunitybeingtoofavourabletobelost,MrsPlornishdisplayedhergreataccomplishmentbyexplainingwithpardonablepridetoMrBaptist,’Eopeyoulegwellsoon。’
  ’He’samerryfellow,too,’saidMrPancks,admiringhimasifhewereamechanicaltoy。’Howdoeshelive?’
  ’Why,sir,’rejoinedMrsPlornish,’heturnsouttohavequiteapowerofcarvingthemflowersthatyouseehimatnow。’MrBaptist,watchingtheirfacesastheyspoke,helduphiswork。MrsPlornishinterpretedinherItalianmanner,onbehalfofMrPancks,’Eplease。Doublegood!’
  ’Canhelivebythat?’askedMrPancks。
  ’Hecanliveonverylittle,sir,anditisexpectedashewillbeable,intime,tomakeaverygoodliving。MrClennamgotithimtodo,andgiveshimoddjobsbesidesinattheWorksnextdoor——
  makes’emforhim,inshort,whenheknowshewants’em。’
  ’Andwhatdoeshedowithhimself,now,whenheain’thardatit?’
  saidMrPancks。
  ’Why,notmuchasyet,sir,onaccountsIsupposeofnotbeingabletowalkmuch;buthegoesabouttheYard,andhechatswithoutparticularunderstandingorbeingunderstood,andheplayswiththechildren,andhesitsinthesun——he’llsitdownanywhere,asifitwasanarm-chair——andhe’llsing,andhe’lllaugh!’
  ’Laugh!’echoedMrPancks。’Helookstomeasifeverytoothinhisheadwasalwayslaughing。’
  ’Butwheneverhegetstothetopofthestepsatt’otherendoftheYard,’saidMrsPlornish,’he’llpeepoutinthecuriousestway!
  Sothatsomeofusthinkshe’speepingouttowardswherehisowncountryis,andsomeofusthinkshe’slookingforsomebodyhedon’twanttosee,andsomeofusdon’tknowwhattothink。’
  MrBaptistseemedtohaveageneralunderstandingofwhatshesaid;
  orperhapshisquicknesscaughtandappliedherslightactionofpeeping。Inanycaseheclosedhiseyesandtossedhisheadwiththeairofamanwhohadsufficientreasonsforwhathedid,andsaidinhisowntongue,itdidn’tmatter。Altro!
  ’What’sAltro?’saidPancks。
  ’Hem!It’sasortofageneralkindofexpression,sir,’saidMrsPlornish。
  ’Isit?’saidPancks。’Why,thenAltrotoyou,oldchap。Goodafternoon。Altro!’
  MrBaptistinhisvivaciouswayrepeatingthewordseveraltimes,MrPancksinhisdullerwaygaveithimbackonce。FromthattimeitbecameafrequentcustomwithPancksthegipsy,ashewenthomejadedatnight,topassroundbyBleedingHeartYard,goquietlyupthestairs,lookinatMrBaptist’sdoor,and,findinghiminhisroom,tosay,’Hallo,oldchap!Altro!’TowhichMrBaptistwouldreplywithinnumerablebrightnodsandsmiles,’Altro,signore,altro,altro,altro!’Afterthishighlycondensedconversation,MrPanckswouldgohiswaywithanappearanceofbeinglightenedandrefreshed。