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every other day; and the light not of the same colour—of a sadder 
colour。 Now there is a solemn hush; which we have brought from 
home with what is resting in the mould; and while we stand 
bareheaded; I hear the voice of the clergyman; sounding remote in 
the open air; and yet distinct and plain; saying: ‘I am the 
Resurrection and the Life; saith the Lord!’ Then I hear sobs; and; 
standing apart among the lookers…on; I see that good and faithful 
servant; whom of all the people upon earth I love the best; and 
unto whom my childish heart is certain that the Lord will one day 
say: ‘Well done。’ 

There are many faces that I know; among the little crowd; faces 
that I knew in church; when mine was always wondering there; 
faces that first saw my mother; when she came to the village in her 
youthful bloom。 I do not mind them—I mind nothing but my 
grief—and yet I see and know them all; and even in the 
background; far away; see Minnie looking on; and her eye glancing 
on her sweetheart; who is near me。 

It is over; and the earth is filled in; and we turn to come away。 
Before us stands our house; so pretty and unchanged; so linked in 
my mind with the young idea of what is gone; that all my sorrow 
has been nothing to the sorrow it calls forth。 But they take me on; 
and Mr。 Chillip talks to me; and when we get home; puts some 
water to my lips; and when I ask his leave to go up to my room; 
dismisses me with the gentleness of a woman。 

All this; I say; is yesterday’s event。 Events of later date have 

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floated from me to the shore where all forgotten things will 
reappear; but this stands like a high rock in the ocean。 

I knew that Peggotty would come to me in my room。 The 
Sabbath stillness of the time (the day was so like Sunday! I have 
forgotten that) was suited to us both。 She sat down by my side 
upon my little bed; and holding my hand; and sometimes putting it 
to her lips; and sometimes smoothing it with hers; as she might 
have comforted my little brother; told me; in her way; all that she 
had to tell concerning what had happened。 

‘She was never well;’ said Peggotty; ‘for a long time。 She was 
uncertain in her mind; and not happy。 When her baby was born; I 
thought at first she would get better; but she was more delicate; 
and sunk a little every day。 She used to like to sit alone before her 
baby came; and then she cried; but afterwards she used to sing to 
it—so soft; that I once thought; when I heard her; it was like a 
voice up in the air; that was rising away。 

‘I think she got to be more timid; and more frightened…like; of 
late; and that a hard word was like a blow to her。 But she was 
always the same to me。 She never changed to her foolish Peggotty; 
didn’t my sweet girl。’ 

Here Peggotty stopped; and softly beat upon my hand a little 
while。 

‘The last time that I saw her like her own old self; was the night 
when you came home; my dear。 The day you went away; she said 
to me; “I never shall see my pretty darling again。 Something tells 
me so; that tells the truth; I know。” 

‘She tried to hold up after that; and many a time; when they 
told her she was thoughtless and light…hearted; made believe to be 

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so; but it was all a bygone then。 She never told her husband what 
she had told me—she was afraid of saying it to anybody else—till 
one night; a little more than a week before it happened; when she 
said to him: “My dear; I think I am dying。” 

‘“It’s off my mind now; Peggotty;” she told me; when I laid her 
in her bed that night。 “He will believe it more and more; poor 
fellow; every day for a few days to come; and then it will be past。 I 
am very tired。 If this is sleep; sit by me while I sleep: don’t leave 
me。 God bless both my children! God protect and keep my 
fatherless boy!” 

‘I never left her afterwards;’ said Peggotty。 ‘She often talked to 
them two downstairs—for she loved them; she couldn’t bear not to 
love anyone who was about her—but when they went away from 
her bed…side; she always turned to me; as if there was rest where 
Peggotty was; and never fell asleep in any other way。 

‘On the last night; in the evening; she kissed me; and said: “If 
my baby should die too; Peggotty; please let them lay him in my 
arms; and bury us together。” (It was done; for the poor lamb lived 
but a day beyond her。) “Let my dearest boy go with us to our 
resting…place;” she said; “and tell him that his mother; when she 
lay here; blessed him not once; but a thousand times。”’ 

Another silence followed this; and another gentle beating on my 
hand。 

‘It was pretty far in the night;’ said Peggotty; ‘when she asked 
me for some drink; and when she had taken it; gave me such a 
patient smile; the dear!—so beautiful! 

‘Daybreak had come; and the sun was rising; when she said to 
me; how kind and considerate Mr。 Copperfield had always been to 
her; and how he had borne with her; and told her; when she 

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doubted herself; that a loving heart was better and stronger than 
wisdom; and that he was a happy man in hers。 “Peggotty; my 
dear;” she said then; “put me nearer to you;” for she was very 
weak。 “Lay your good arm underneath my neck;” she said; “and 
turn me to you; for your face is going far off; and I want it to be 
near。” I put it as she asked; and oh Davy! the time had come when 
my first parting words to you were true—when she was glad to lay 
her poor head on her stupid cross old Peggotty’s arm—and she 
died like a child that had gone to sleep!’ 

Thus ended Peggotty’s narration。 From the moment of my 
knowing of the death of my mother; the idea of her as she had 
been of late had vanished from me。 I remembered her; from that 
instant; only as the young mother of my earliest impressions; who 
had been used to wind her bright curls round and round her 
finger; and to dance with me at twilight in the parlour。 What 
Peggotty had told me now; was so far from bringing me back to 
the later period; that it rooted the earlier image in my mind。 It may 
be curious; but it is true。 In her death she winged her way back to 
her calm untroubled youth; and cancelled all the rest。 

The mother who lay in the grave; was the mother of my infancy; 
the little creature in her arms; was myself; as I had once been; 
hushed for ever on her bosom。 

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Chapter 10 

I BECOME NEGLECTED; AND AM PROVIDED
FOR


The first act of business Miss Murdstone performed when 
the day of the solemnity was over; and light was freely 
admitted into the house; was to give Peggotty a month’s 
warning。 Much as Peggotty would have disliked such a service; I 
believe she would have retained it; for my sake; in preference to 
the best upon earth。 She told me we must part; and told me why; 
and we condoled with one another; in all sincerity。 

As to me or my future; not a word was said; or a step taken。 
Happy they would have been; I dare say; if they could have 
dismissed me at a month’s warning too。 I mustered courage once; 
to ask Miss Murdstone when I was going back to school; and she 
answered dryly; she believed I was not going back at all。 I was told 
nothing more。 I was very anxious to know what was going to be 
done with me; and so was Peggotty; but neither she nor I could 
pick up any information on the subject。 

There was one change in my condition; which; while it relieved 
me of a great deal of present uneasiness; might have made me; if I 
had been capable of considering it closely; yet more uncomfortable 
about the future。 It was this。 The constraint that had been put 
upon me; was quite abandoned。 I was so far from being required 
to keep my dull post in the parlour; that on several occasions; 
when I took my seat there; Miss Murdstone frowned to me to go 
away。 I was so far from being warned off from Peggotty’s society; 

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