david copperfield(大卫.科波维尔)-第102章
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new changes might happen to me or them in the meanwhile。 At
length Steerforth; becoming gay and talkative in a moment; as he
could become anything he liked at any moment; pulled me by the
arm:
‘Find a voice; David。 What about that letter you were speaking
of at breakfast?’
‘Oh!’ said I; taking it out of my pocket。 ‘It’s from my aunt。’
‘And what does she say; requiring consideration?’
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‘Why; she reminds me; Steerforth;’ said I; ‘that I came out on
this expedition to look about me; and to think a little。’
‘Which; of course; you have done?’
‘Indeed I can’t say I have; particularly。 To tell you the truth; I
am afraid I have forgotten it。’
‘Well! look about you now; and make up for your negligence;’
said Steerforth。 ‘Look to the right; and you’ll see a flat country;
with a good deal of marsh in it; look to the left; and you’ll see the
same。 Look to the front; and you’ll find no difference; look to the
rear; and there it is still。’ I laughed; and replied that I saw no
suitable profession in the whole prospect; which was perhaps to be
attributed to its flatness。
‘What says our aunt on the subject?’ inquired Steerforth;
glancing at the letter in my hand。 ‘Does she suggest anything?’
‘Why; yes;’ said I。 ‘She asks me; here; if I think I should like to
be a proctor? What do you think of it?’
‘Well; I don’t know;’ replied Steerforth; coolly。 ‘You may as well
do that as anything else; I suppose?’
I could not help laughing again; at his balancing all callings and
professions so equally; and I told him so。
‘What is a proctor; Steerforth?’ said I。
‘Why; he is a sort of monkish attorney;’ replied Steerforth。 ‘He
is; to some faded courts held in Doctors’ Commons;—a lazy old
nook near St。 Paul’s Churchyard—what solicitors are to the courts
of law and equity。 He is a functionary whose existence; in the
natural course of things; would have terminated about two
hundred years ago。 I can tell you best what he is; by telling you
what Doctors’ Commons is。 It’s a little out…of…the…way place; where
they administer what is called ecclesiastical law; and play all kinds
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of tricks with obsolete old monsters of acts of Parliament; which
three…fourths of the world know nothing about; and the other
fourth supposes to have been dug up; in a fossil state; in the days
of the Edwards。 It’s a place that has an ancient monopoly in suits
about people’s wills and people’s marriages; and disputes among
ships and boats。’
‘Nonsense; Steerforth!’ I exclaimed。 ‘You don’t mean to say that
there is any affinity between nautical matters and ecclesiastical
matters?’
‘I don’t; indeed; my dear boy;’ he returned; ‘but I mean to say
that they are managed and decided by the same set of people;
down in that same Doctors’ Commons。 You shall go there one day;
and find them blundering through half the nautical terms in
Young’s Dictionary; apropos of the “Nancy” having run down the
“Sarah Jane”; or Mr。 Peggotty and the Yarmouth boatmen having
put off in a gale of wind with an anchor and cable to the “Nelson”
Indiaman in distress; and you shall go there another day; and find
them deep in the evidence; pro and con; respecting a clergyman
who has misbehaved himself; and you shall find the judge in the
nautical case; the advocate in the clergyman’s case; or
contrariwise。 They are like actors: now a man’s a judge; and now
he is not a judge; now he’s one thing; now he’s another; now he’s
something else; change and change about; but it’s always a very
pleasant; profitable little affair of private theatricals; presented to
an uncommonly select audience。’
‘But advocates and proctors are not one and the same?’ said I; a
little puzzled。 ‘Are they?’
‘No;’ returned Steerforth; ‘the advocates are civilians—men
who have taken a doctor’s degree at college—which is the first
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reason of my knowing anything about it。 The proctors employ the
advocates。 Both get very comfortable fees; and altogether they
make a mighty snug little party。 On the whole; I would
recommend you to take to Doctors’ Commons kindly; David。 They
plume themselves on their gentility there; I can tell you; if that’s
any satisfaction。’
I made allowance for Steerforth’s light way of treating the
subject; and; considering it with reference to the staid air of
gravity and antiquity which I associated with that ‘lazy old nook
near St。 Paul’s Churchyard’; did not feel indisposed towards my
aunt’s suggestion; which she left to my free decision; making no
scruple of telling me that it had occurred to her; on her lately
visiting her own proctor in Doctors’ Commons for the purpose of
settling her will in my favour。
‘That’s a laudable proceeding on the part of our aunt; at all
events;’ said Steerforth; when I mentioned it; ‘and one deserving
of all encouragement。 Daisy; my advice is that you take kindly to
Doctors’ Commons。’
I quite made up my mind to do so。 I then told Steerforth that
my aunt was in town awaiting me (as I found from her letter); and
that she had taken lodgings for a week at a kind of private hotel at
Lincoln’s Inn Fields; where there was a stone staircase; and a
convenient door in the roof; my aunt being firmly persuaded that
every house in London was going to be burnt down every night。
We achieved the rest of our journey pleasantly; sometimes
recurring to Doctors’ Commons; and anticipating the distant days
when I should be a proctor there; which Steerforth pictured in a
variety of humorous and whimsical lights; that made us both
merry。 When we came to our journey’s end; he went home;
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engaging to call upon me next day but one; and I drove to
Lincoln’s Inn Fields; where I found my aunt up; and waiting
supper。
If I had been round the world since we parted; we could hardly
have been better pleased to meet again。 My aunt cried outright as
she embraced me; and said; pretending to laugh; that if my poor
mother had been alive; that silly little creature would have shed
tears; she had no doubt。
‘So you have left Mr。 Dick behind; aunt?’ said I。 ‘I am sorry for
that。 Ah; Janet; how do you do?’
As Janet curtsied; hoping I was well; I observed my aunt’s
visage lengthen very much。
‘I am sorry for it; too;’ said my aunt; rubbing her nose。 ‘I have
had no peace of mind; Trot; since I have been here。’ Before I could
ask why; she told me。
‘I am convinced;’ said my aunt; laying her hand with
melancholy firmness on the table; ‘that Dick’s character is not a
character to keep the donkeys off。 I am confident he wants
strength of purpose。 I ought to have left Janet at home; instead;
and then my mind might perhaps have been at ease。 If ever there
was a donkey trespassing on my green;’ said my aunt; with
emphasis; ‘there was one this afternoon at four o’clock。 A cold
feeling came over me from head to foot; and I know it was a
donkey!’
I tried to comfort her on this point; but she rejected consolation。
‘It was a donkey;’ said my aunt; ‘and it was the one with the
stumpy tail which that Murdering sister of a woman rode; when
she came to my house。’ This had been; ever since; the only name
my aunt knew for Miss Murdstone。 ‘If there is any Donkey in
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Dover; whose audacity it is harder to me to bear than another’s;
that;’ said my aunt; striking the table; ‘is the animal!’
Janet ventured to suggest that my aunt might be disturbing
herself unnecessarily; and that she believed the donkey in
question was then engaged in the sand…and…gravel line of business;
and was not available for purposes of trespass。 But my aunt
wouldn’t hear of it。
Supper was comfortably served and hot; though my aunt’s
rooms were very hi