little dorrit-信丽(英文版)-第85章

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your　affectionate　invaluable　friend？　Where's　your　devoted　guardian？
Where's　your　more　than　mother？　How　dare　you　set　up　superiorities　against
all　these　characters　bined　in　your　sister？

For　shame；　you　false　girl；　for　shame！'　'I　love　Amy；'　cried　Miss　Fanny；
sobbing　and　weeping；　'as　well　as　I　love　my　life……better　than　I　love　my
life。　I　don't　deserve　to　be　so　treated。　I　am　as　grateful　to　Amy；　and　as
fond　of　Amy；　as　it's　possible　for　any　human　being　to　be。　I　wish　I　was
dead。　I　never　was　so　wickedly　wronged。　And　only　because　I　am　anxious　for
the　family　credit。'

'To　the　winds　with　the　family　credit！'　cried　the　old　man；　with　great
scorn　and　indignation。　'Brother；　I　protest　against　pride。　I　protest
against　ingratitude。　I　protest　against　any　one　of　us　here　who　have　known
what　we　have　known；　and　have　seen　what　we　have　seen；　setting　up　any
pretension　that　puts　Amy　at　a　moment's　disadvantage；　or　to　the　cost　of
a　moment's　pain。　We　may　know　that　it's　a　base　pretension　by　its　having
that　effect。　It　ought　to　bring　a　judgment　on　us。　Brother；　I　protest
against　it　in　the　sight　of　God！'

As　his　hand　went　up　above　his　head　and　came　down　on　the　table；　it　might
have　been　a　blacksmith's。　After　a　few　moments'　silence；　it　had　relaxed
into　its　usual　weak　condition。　He　went　round　to　his　brother　with　his
ordinary　shuffling　step；　put　the　hand　on　his　shoulder；　and　said；　in　a
softened　voice；　'William；　my　dear；　I　felt　obliged　to　say　it；　forgive　me；
for　I　felt　obliged　to　say　it！'　and　then　went；　in　his　bowed　way；　out　of
the　palace　hall；　just　as　he　might　have　gone　out　of　the　Marshalsea　room。

All　this　time　Fanny　had　been　sobbing　and　crying；　and　still　continued　to
do　so。　Edward；　beyond　opening　his　mouth　in　amazement；　had　not　opened　his
lips；　and　had　done　nothing　but　stare。　Mr　Dorrit　also　had　been　utterly
disfited；　and　quite　unable　to　assert　himself　in　any　way。　Fanny　was
now　the　first　to　speak。

'I　never；　never；　never　was　so　used！'　she　sobbed。　'There　never　was
anything　so　harsh　and　unjustifiable；　so　disgracefully　violent　and　cruel！
Dear；　kind；　quiet　little　Amy；　too；　what　would　she　feel　if　she　could　know
that　she　had　been　innocently　the　means　of　exposing　me　to　such　treatment！
But　I'll　never　tell　her！　No；　good　darling；　I'll　never　tell　her！'

This　helped　Mr　Dorrit　to　break　his　silence。

'My　dear；'　said　he；　'I……ha……approve　of　your　resolution。　It　will　be……ha
hum……much　better　not　to　speak　of　this　to　Amy。　It　might……hum……it
might　distress　her。　Ha。　No　doubt　it　would　distress　her　greatly。　It
is　considerate　and　right　to　avoid　doing　so。　We　will……ha……keep　this　to
ourselves。'

'But　the　cruelty　of　Uncle！'　cried　Miss　Fanny。　'O；　I　never　can　forgive
the　wanton　cruelty　of　Uncle！'

'My　dear；'　said　Mr　Dorrit；　recovering　his　tone；　though　he　remained
unusually　pale；　'I　must　request　you　not　to　say　so。　You　must　remember
that　your　uncle　is……ha……not　what　he　formerly　was。　You　must　remember
that　your　uncle's　state　requires……hum……great　forbearance　from　us；　great
forbearance。'

'I　am　sure；'　cried　Fanny；　piteously；　'it　is　only　charitable　to　suppose
that　there　Must　be　something　wrong　in　him　somewhere；　or　he　never　could
have　so　attacked　Me；　of　all　the　people　in　the　world。'

'Fanny；'　returned　Mr　Dorrit　in　a　deeply　fraternal　tone；　'you　know；　with
his　innumerable　good　points；　what　a……hum……wreck　your　uncle　is；　and；　I
entreat　you　by　the　fondness　that　I　have　for　him；　and　by　the　fidelity
that　you　know　I　have　always　shown　him；　to……ha……to　draw　your　own
conclusions；　and　to　spare　my　brotherly　feelings。'

This　ended　the　scene；　Edward　Dorrit；　Esquire；　saying　nothing　throughout；
but　looking；　to　the　last；　perplexed　and　doubtful。　Miss　Fanny　awakened
much　affectionate　uneasiness　in　her　sister's　mind　that　day　by　passing
the　greater　part　of　it　in　violent　fits　of　embracing　her；　and　in
alternately　giving　her　brooches；　and　wishing　herself　dead。




CHAPTER　6。　Something　Right　Somewhere


To　be　in　the　halting　state　of　Mr　Henry　Gowan；　to　have　left　one　of　two
powers　in　disgust；　to　want　the　necessary　qualifications　for　finding
promotion　with　another；　and　to　be　loitering　moodily　about　on　neutral
ground；　cursing　both；　is　to　be　in　a　situation　unwholesome　for　the　mind；
which　time　is　not　likely　to　improve。　The　worst　class　of　sum　worked　in
the　every…day　world　is　cyphered　by　the　diseased　arithmeticians　who　are
always　in　the　rule　of　Subtraction　as　to　the　merits　and　successes　of
others；　and　never　in　Addition　as　to　their　own。

The　habit；　too；　of　seeking　some　sort　of　repense　in　the　discontented
boast　of　being　disappointed；　is　a　habit　fraught　with　degeneracy。　A
certain　idle　carelessness　and　recklessness　of　consistency　soon　es　of
it。　To　bring　deserving　things　down　by　setting　undeserving　things　up　is
one　of　its　perverted　delights；　and　there　is　no　playing　fast　and　loose
with　the　truth；　in　any　game；　without　growing　the　worse　for　it。

In　his　expressed　opinions　of　all　performances　in　the　Art　of　painting
that　were　pletely　destitute　of　merit；　Gowan　was　the　most　liberal
fellow　on　earth。　He　would　declare　such　a　man　to　have　more　power　in　his
little　finger　（provided　he　had　none）；　than　such　another　had　（provided　he
had　much）　in　his　whole　mind　and　body。　If　the　objection　were　taken　that
the　thing　mended　was　trash；　he　would　reply；　on　behalf　of　his　art；　'My
good　fellow；　what　do　we　all　turn　out　but　trash？　I　turn　out　nothing　else；
and　I　make　you　a　present　of　the　confession。'

To　make　a　vaunt　of　being　poor　was　another　of　the　incidents　of　his
spleic　state；　though　this　may　have　had　the　design　in　it　of　showing
that　he　ought　to　be　rich；　just　as　he　would　publicly　laud　and　decry　the
Barnacles；　lest　it　should　be　forgotten　that　he　belonged　to　the　family。
Howbeit；　these　two　subjects　were　very　often　on　his　lips；　and　he　managed
them　so　well　that　he　might　have　praised　himself　by　the　month　together；
and　not　have　made　himself　out　half　so　important　a　man　as　he　did　by　his
light　disparagement　of　his　claims　on　anybody's　consideration。

Out　of　this　same　airy　talk　of　his；　it　always　soon　came　to　be　understood；
wherever　he　and　his　wife　went；　that　he　had　married　against　the　wishes
of　his　exalted　relations；　and　had　had　much　ado　to　prevail　on　them　to
countenance　her。　He　never　made　the　representation；　on　the　contrary
seemed　to　laugh　the　idea　to　scorn；　but　it　did　happen　that；　with　all　his
pains　to　depreciate　himself；　he　was　always　in　the　superior　position。
From　the　days　of　their　honeymoon；　Minnie　Gowan　felt　sensible　of　being
usually　regarded　as　the　wife　of　a　man　who　had　made　a　descent　in　marrying
her；　but　whose　chivalrous　love　for　her　had　cancelled　that　inequality。

To　Venice　they　had　been　acpanied　by　Monsieur　Blandois　of　Paris；　and
at　Venice　Monsieur　Blandois　of　Paris　was　very　much　in　the　society　of
Gowan。　When　they　had　first　met　this　gallant　gentleman　at　Geneva；
Gowan　had　been　undecided　whether　to　kick　him　or　encourage　him；　and　had
remained　for　about　four…and…twenty　hours；　so　troubled　to　settle
the　point　to　his　satisfaction；　that　he　had　thought　of　tossing　up　a
five…franc　piece　on　the　terms；　'Tails；　kick；　heads；　encourage；'　and
abiding　by　the　voice　of　the　oracle。　It　chanced；　however；　that　his　wife
expressed　a　dislike　to　the　engaging　Blandois；　and　that　the　balance
of　feeling　in　the　hotel　was　against　him。　Upon　it；　Gowan　resolved　to
encourage　him。

Why　this　perversity；　if　it　were　not　in　a　generous　fit？……which　it　was
not。　Why　should　Gowan；　very　much　the　superior　of　Blandois　of　Paris；　and
very　well　able　to　pull　that　prepossessing　gentleman　to　pieces　and　find
out　the　stuff　he　was　made　of；　take　up　with　such　a　man？　In　the　first
place；　he　opposed　the　first　separate　wish　he　observed　in　his　wife；
because　her　father　had　paid　his　debts　and　it　was　desirable　to　take　an
early　opportunity　of　asserting　his　independence。　In　the　second　place；
he　opposed　the　prevalent　feeling；　because　with　many　capacities　of
being　otherwise；　he　was　an　ill…conditioned　man。　He　found　a　pleasure　in
declaring　that　a　courtier　with　the　refined　manners　of　Blandois　ought
to　rise　to　the　greatest　distinction　in　any　polished　country。　He　found　a
pleasure　in　setting　up　Blandois　as　the　type　of　elegance；　and　making
him　a　satire　upon　others　selves　on　personal　graces。
He　seriously　protested　that　the　bow　of　Blandois　was　perfect；　that　the
address　of　Blandois　was　irresistible；　and　that　the　picturesque　ease
of　Blandois　would　be　cheaply　purchased　（if　it　were　not　a　gift；　and
unpurchasable）　for　a　hundred　thousand　francs。　That　exaggeration　in　the
manner　of　the　man　which　has　been　noticed　as　appertaining　to　him　and　to
every　such　man；　whatever　his　original　breeding；　as　certainly　as　the　sun
belongs　to　this　system；　was　acceptable　to　Gowan　as　a　caricature；　which
he　found　it　a　humorous　resource　to　have　at　hand　for　the　ridiculing　of
numbers　of　people　who　necessarily　did　more　or　less　of　what　Blandois
overdid。　Thus　he　had　taken　up　with　him；　and　thus；　negligently
strengthening　these　inclinations　with　habit；　and　idly　deriving　some
amusement　from　his　talk；　he　had　glided　into　a　way　of　having　him　for
a　panion。　This；　though　he　supposed　him　to　live　by　his　wits　at
play…tables　and　the　like；　though　he　suspected　him　to　be　a　coward；　while
he　himself　was　daring　and　courageous；　though　he　thoroughly　knew　him　to
be　disliked　by　Minnie；　and　though　he　cared　so　little　for　him；　after　all；
that　if　he　had　given　her　any　tangible　personal　cause　to　regard　him　with
aversion；　he　would　have　had　no　punction　whatever　in　flinging　him　out
of　the　highest　window　in　Venice　into　the　deepest　water　of　the　city。

Little　Dorrit　would　have　been　glad　to　make　her　visit　to　Mrs　Gowan；
alone；　but　as　Fanny；　who　had　not　yet　recovered　from　her　Uncle's　protest；
though　it　was　four…and…twenty　hours　of　age；　pressingly　offered　her
pany；　the　two　sisters　stepped　together　into　one　of　the　gondolas　under
Mr　Dorrit's　window；　and；　with　the　courier　in　attendance；　were　taken　in
high　state　to　Mrs　Gowan's　lodging。　In　truth；　their　state　was　rather　too
high　for　the　lodging；　which　was；　as　Fanny　plained；　'fearfully　out　of
the　way；'　and　which　took　them　through　a　plexity　of　narrow　streets　of
water；　which　the　same　lady　disparaged　as　'mere　ditches。'

The　house；　on　a　little　desert　island；　looked　as　if　it　had　broken
away　from　somewhere　else；　and　had　floated　by　chance　into　its　present
anchorage　in　pany　with　a　vine　almost　as　much　in　want　of　training　as
the　poor　wretches　who　were　lying　under　its　leaves。　The　features　of　the
surrounding　picture　were；　a　church　with　hoarding　and　scaffolding　about
it；　which　had　been　under　suppositious　repair　so　long　that　the　means　of
repair　looked　a　hundred　years　old；　and　had　themselves　fallen　into　decay；
a　quantity　of　washed　linen；　spread　to　dry　in　the　sun；　a　number　of　houses
at　odds　with　one　another　and　grotesquely　out　of　the　perpendicular；　like
rotten　pre…Adamite　cheeses　cut　into　fantastic　shapes　and　full　of　mites；
and　a　feverish　bewilderment　of　windows；　with　their　lattice…blinds　all
hanging　askew；　and　something　draggled　and　dirty　dangling　out　of　most　of
them。

On　the　first…floor　of　the　house　was　a　Bank……a　surprising　experience　for
any　gentleman　of　mercial　pursuits　bringing　laws　for　all　mankind　from
a　British　city……where　two　spare　clerks；　like　dried　dragoons；　in　green
velvet　caps　adorned　with　golden　tassels；　stood；　bearded；　behind　a　small
counter　in　a　small　room；　containing　no　other　visible　objects　than　an
empty　iron…safe　with　the　door　open；　a　jug　of　water；　and　a　papering　of
garland　of　roses；　but　erely　dipping
their　hands　out　of　sight；　could　produce　exhaustless　mounds　of　five…franc
pieces。　Below　the　Bank　was　a　suite　of　three　or　four　rooms　with　barred
windows；　which　had　the　appearance　of　a　jail　for　criminal　rats。　Above　the
Bank　was　Mrs　Gowan's　residence。

Notwithstanding　that　its　walls　were　blotched；　as　if　missionary　maps　were
bursting　out　of　them　to　impart　geographical　knowledge；　notwithstanding
that　its　weird　furniture　was　forlornly　faded　and　musty；　and　that　the
prevailing　Veian　odour　of　bilge　water　and　an　ebb　tide　on　a　weedy
shore　was　very　strong；　the　place　was　better　within；　than　it　promised。
The　door　was　opened　by　a　smiling　man　like　a　reformed　assassin……a
temporary　servant……who　ushered　them　into　the　room　where　Mrs　Gowan　sat；
with　the　announcement　that　two　beautiful　English　ladies　were　e　to　see
the　mistress。

Mrs　Gowan；　who　was　engaged　in　needlework；　put　her　work　aside　in　a
covered　basket；　and　rose；　a　little　hurriedly。　Miss　Fanny　was　excessively
courteous　to　her；　and　said　the　usual　nothings　with　the　skill　of　a
veteran。

'Papa　was　extremely　sorry；'　proceeded　Fanny；　'to　be　engaged　to…day　（he
is　so　much　engaged　here；　our　acquaintance　being　so　wretchedly　large！）；
and　particularly　requested　me　to　bring　his　card　for　Mr　Gowan。　That　I　may
be　sure　to　acquit　myself　of　a　mission　which　he　impressed　upon　me　at
least　a　dozen　times；　allow　me　to　relieve　my　conscience　by　placing　it　on
the　table　at　once。'

Which　she　did　with　veteran　ease。

'We　have　been；'　said　Fanny；　'charmed　to　understand　that　you　know　the
Merdles。　We　hope　it　may　be　another　means　of　bringing　us　together。'

'They　are　friends；'　said　Mrs　Gowan；　'of　Mr　Gowan's　family。　I　have　not
yet　had　the　pleasure　of　a　personal　introduction　to　Mrs　Merdle；　but　I
suppose　I　shall　be　presented　to　her　at　Rome。'

'Indeed？'　returned　Fanny；　with　an　appearance　of　amiably