david copperfield(大卫.科波维尔)-第69章
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Agnes was in the drawing…room; waiting for her father; who was
detained by someone in his office。 She met me with her pleasant
smile; and asked me how I liked the school。 I told her I should like
it very much; I hoped; but I was a little strange to it at first。
‘You have never been to school;’ I said; ‘have you?’
‘Oh yes! Every day。’
‘Ah; but you mean here; at your own home?’
‘Papa couldn’t spare me to go anywhere else;’ she answered;
smiling and shaking her head。 ‘His housekeeper must be in his
house; you know。’
‘He is very fond of you; I am sure;’ I said。
She nodded ‘Yes;’ and went to the door to listen for his coming
up; that she might meet him on the stairs。 But; as he was not
there; she came back again。
‘Mama has been dead ever since I was born;’ she said; in her
quiet way。 ‘I only know her picture; downstairs。 I saw you looking
at it yesterday。 Did you think whose it was?’
I told her yes; because it was so like herself。
‘Papa says so; too;’ said Agnes; pleased。 ‘Hark! That’s papa
now!’
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Her bright calm face lighted up with pleasure as she went to
meet him; and as they came in; hand in hand。 He greeted me
cordially; and told me I should certainly be happy under Doctor
Strong; who was one of the gentlest of men。
‘There may be some; perhaps—I don’t know that there are—
who abuse his kindness;’ said Mr。 Wickfield。 ‘Never be one of
those; Trotwood; in anything。 He is the least suspicious of
mankind; and whether that’s a merit; or whether it’s a blemish; it
deserves consideration in all dealings with the Doctor; great or
small。’
He spoke; I thought; as if he were weary; or dissatisfied with
something; but I did not pursue the question in my mind; for
dinner was just then announced; and we went down and took the
same seats as before。
We had scarcely done so; when Uriah Heep put in his red head
and his lank hand at the door; and said:
‘Here’s Mr。 Maldon begs the favour of a word; sir。’
‘I am but this moment quit of Mr。 Maldon;’ said his master。
‘Yes; sir;’ returned Uriah; ‘but Mr。 Maldon has come back; and
he begs the favour of a word。’ As he held the door open with his
hand; Uriah looked at me; and looked at Agnes; and looked at the
dishes; and looked at the plates; and looked at every object in the
room; I thought;—yet seemed to look at nothing; he made such an
appearance all the while of keeping his red eyes dutifully on his
master。 ‘I beg your pardon。 It’s only to say; on reflection;’ observed
a voice behind Uriah; as Uriah’s head was pushed away; and the
speaker’s substituted—‘pray excuse me for this intrusion—that as
it seems I have no choice in the matter; the sooner I go abroad the
better。 My cousin Annie did say; when we talked of it; that she
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liked to have her friends within reach rather than to have them
banished; and the old Doctor—’
‘Doctor Strong; was that?’ Mr。 Wickfield interposed; gravely。
‘Doctor Strong; of course;’ returned the other; ‘I call him the old
Doctor; it’s all the same; you know。’
‘I don’t know;’ returned Mr。 Wickfield。
‘Well; Doctor Strong;’ said the other—‘Doctor Strong was of the
same mind; I believed。 But as it appears from the course you take
with me he has changed his mind; why there’s no more to be said;
except that the sooner I am off; the better。 Therefore; I thought I’d
come back and say; that the sooner I am off the better。 When a
plunge is to be made into the water; it’s of no use lingering on the
bank。’
‘There shall be as little lingering as possible; in your case; Mr。
Maldon; you may depend upon it;’ said Mr。 Wickfield。
‘Thank’ee;’ said the other。 ‘Much obliged。 I don’t want to look a
gift…horse in the mouth; which is not a gracious thing to do;
otherwise; I dare say; my cousin Annie could easily arrange it in
her own way。 I suppose Annie would only have to say to the old
Doctor—’
‘Meaning that Mrs。 Strong would only have to say to her
husband—do I follow you?’ said Mr。 Wickfield。
‘Quite so;’ returned the other; ‘—would only have to say; that
she wanted such and such a thing to be so and so; and it would be
so and so; as a matter of course。’
‘And why as a matter of course; Mr。 Maldon?’ asked Mr。
Wickfield; sedately eating his dinner。
‘Why; because Annie’s a charming young girl; and the old
Doctor—Doctor Strong; I mean—is not quite a charming young
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boy;’ said Mr。 Jack Maldon; laughing。 ‘No offence to anybody; Mr。
Wickfield。 I only mean that I suppose some compensation is fair
and reasonable in that sort of marriage。’
‘Compensation to the lady; sir?’ asked Mr。 Wickfield gravely。
‘To the lady; sir;’ Mr。 Jack Maldon answered; laughing。 But
appearing to remark that Mr。 Wickfield went on with his dinner in
the same sedate; immovable manner; and that there was no hope
of making him relax a muscle of his face; he added: ‘However; I
have said what I came to say; and; with another apology for this
intrusion; I may take myself off。 Of course I shall observe your
directions; in considering the matter as one to be arranged
between you and me solely; and not to be referred to; up at the
Doctor’s。’
‘Have you dined?’ asked Mr。 Wickfield; with a motion of his
hand towards the table。
‘Thank’ee。 I am going to dine;’ said Mr。 Maldon; ‘with my
cousin Annie。 Good…bye!’
Mr。 Wickfield; without rising; looked after him thoughtfully as
he went out。 He was rather a shallow sort of young gentleman; I
thought; with a handsome face; a rapid utterance; and a confident;
bold air。 And this was the first I ever saw of Mr。 Jack Maldon;
whom I had not expected to see so soon; when I heard the Doctor
speak of him that morning。
When we had dined; we went upstairs again; where everything
went on exactly as on the previous day。 Agnes set the glasses and
decanters in the same corner; and Mr。 Wickfield sat down to drink;
and drank a good deal。 Agnes played the piano to him; sat by him;
and worked and talked; and played some games at dominoes with
me。 In good time she made tea; and afterwards; when I brought
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down my books; looked into them; and showed me what she knew
of them (which was no slight matter; though she said it was); and
what was the best way to learn and understand them。 I see her;
with her modest; orderly; placid manner; and I hear her beautiful
calm voice; as I write these words。 The influence for all good;
which she came to exercise over me at a later time; begins already
to descend upon my breast。 I love little Em’ly; and I don’t love
Agnes—no; not at all in that way—but I feel that there are
goodness; peace; and truth; wherever Agnes is; and that the soft
light of the coloured window in the church; seen long ago; falls on
her always; and on me when I am near her; and on everything
around。
The time having come for her withdrawal for the night; and she
having left us; I gave Mr。 Wickfield my hand; preparatory to going
away myself。 But he checked me and said: ‘Should you like to stay
with us; Trotwood; or to go elsewhere?’
‘To stay;’ I answered; quickly。
‘You are sure?’
‘If you please。 If I may!’
‘Why; it’s but a dull life that we lead here; boy; I am afraid;’ he
said。
‘Not more dull for me than Agnes; sir。 Not dull at all!’
‘Than Agnes;’ he repeated; walking slowly to the great chimney…
piece; and leaning against it。 ‘Than Agnes!’
He had drank wine that evening (or I fancied it); until his eyes
were bloodshot。 Not that I could see them now; for they were cast
down; and shaded by his hand; but I had noticed them a little
while before。
‘Now I wonder;’ he muttered; ‘whether my Agnes tires of me。
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When should I ever tire of