第42章

类别:其他 作者:Anne Bronte字数:5024更新时间:18/12/22 09:13:11
`Ohyes!It’sonlymywayoftalking。Theeventmustcome,sometime,andsoIlooktothebrightsideofit——that’stherightplan,isn’tit,Mrs。H。?——Whatareyoutwodoinghere,bytheby——where’sLadyLowborough?’ `Inthebilliardroom。 `Whatasplendidcreaturesheis!’continuedhe,fixinghiseyesonhiswife,whochangedcolour,andlookedmoreandmoredisconcertedasheproceeded。`Whatanoblefigureshehas!andwhatmagnificentblackeyes;andwhatafinespiritofherown;——andwhatatongueofherown,too,whenshelikestouseit——Iperfectlyadoreher!——Butnevermind,Milicent;Iwouldn’thaveherformywife——notifshe’dakingdomforherdowry!I’mbettersatisfiedwiththeoneIhave——Now,then!whatdoyoulooksosulkyfor?don’tyoubelieveme?’ `Yes,Ibelieveyou,’murmuredshe,inatoneofhalfsad,halfsullenresignation,assheturnedawaytostrokethehairofhersleepinginfant,thatshehadlaidonthesofabesideher。 `Wellthen,whatmakesyousocross?ComehereMilly,andtellmewhyyoucan’tbesatisfiedwithmyassurance。’ Shewent,and,puttingherlittlehandwithinhisarm,lookedupinhisface,andsaidsoftly,—— `WhatdoesitamounttoRalph?Onlytothis,thatthoughyouadmireAnnabellasomuch,andforqualitiesthatIdon’tpossess,youwouldstillratherhavemethanherforyourwife,whichmerelyprovesthatyoudon’tthinkitnecessarytoloveyourwife:youaresatisfiedifshecankeepyourhouseandtakecareofyourchild。ButI’mnotcross;I’monlysorry; for,’addedsheinalow,tremulousaccent,withdrawingherhandfromhisarm,andbendingherlooksontherug,`ifyoudon’tloveme,youdon’t,anditcan’tbehelped。’ `Verytrue:butwhotoldyouIdidn’t?DidIsayIlovedAnnabella?’ `Yousaidyouadoredher。’ `True,butadorationisn’tlove。IadoreAnnabella,butIdon’tloveher;andIlovetheeMilicent,butIdon’tadorethee。’Inproofofhisaffection,heclutchedahandfulofherlightbrownringletsandappearedtotwistthemunmercifully。 `Doyoureally,Ralph?’murmuredshewithafaintsmilebeamingthroughhertears,justputtingupherhandtohis,intokenthathepulledrathertoohard。 `TobesureIdo,’respondedhe:`onlyyoubothermerather,sometimes。’ `Ibotheryou!’criedsheinverynaturalsurprise。 `Yes,you——butonlybyyourexceedinggoodness——whenaboyhasbeencrammingraisinsandsugar-plumsallday,helongsforasqueezeofsourorangebywayofachange。Anddidyounever,Milly,observethesandsonthesea-shore;howniceandsmooththeylook,andhowsoftandeasytheyfeeltothefoot?Butifyouplodalong,forhalfanhour,overthissoft,easycarpet——givingwayateverystep,yieldingthemoretheharderyoupress,——you’llfinditratherwearisomework,andbegladenoughtocometoabitofgood,firmrock,thatwon’tbudgeaninchwhetheryoustand,walk,orstampuponit;and,thoughitbehardasthenethermillstone,you’llfindittheeasierfootingafterall。’ `Iknowwhatyoumean,Ralph,’saidshe,nervouslyplayingwithherwatch-guardandtracingthefigureontherugwiththepointofhertinyfoot,`Iknowwhatyoumean,butIthoughtyoualwayslikedtobeyieldedto;andIcan’talternow。 `Idolikeit,’repliedhe,bringinghertohimbyanothertugatherhair。`Youmustn’tmindmytalkMilly。Amanmusthavesomethingtogrumbleabout;andifhecan’tcomplainthathiswifeharrieshimtodeathwithherperversityandill-humour,hemustcomplainthatshewearshimoutwithherkindnessandgentleness。’ `Butwhycomplainatall,unless,becauseyouaretiredanddissatisfied?’ `Toexcusemyownfailings,tobesure。DoyouthinkI’llbearalltheburdenofmysinsonmyownshoulders,aslongasthere’sanotherreadytohelpme,withnoneofherowntocarry?’ `Thereisnosuchoneonearth,’saidsheseriously;andthen,takinghishandfromherhead,shekisseditwithanairofgenuinedevotion,andtrippedawaytothedoor。 `Whatnow?’saidhe。`Whereareyougoing?’ `Totidymyhair,’sheanswered,smilingthroughherdisorderedlocks:`you’vemadeitallcomedown。’ `Offwithyouthen!——Anexcellentlittlewoman,’heremarkedwhenshewasgone,`butathoughttoosoft——shealmostmeltsinone’shands。 IpositivelythinkIill-usehersometimes,whenI’vetakentoomuch——butIcan’thelpit,forshenevercomplains,eitheratthetimeorafter。 Isupposeshedoesn’tmindit。’ `Icanenlightenyouonthatsubject,Mr。Hattersley,’saidI: `shedoesmindit;andsomeotherthingsshemindsstillmore,which,yet,youmayneverhearhercomplainof。’ `Howdoyouknow?——doesshecomplaintoyou?’demandedhe,withasuddensparkoffuryreadytoburstintoaflameifIshouldanswer`Yes。’ `No,’Ireplied;`butIhaveknownherlongerandstudiedhermorecloselythanyouhavedone——AndIcantellyou,Mr。Hattersley,thatMilicentlovesyoumorethanyoudeserve,andthatyouhaveitinyourpowertomakeherveryhappy,insteadofwhichyouareherevilgenius,and,Iwillventuretosay,thereisnotasingledaypassesinwhichyoudonotinflictuponhersomepangthatyoumightspareherifyouwould。’ `Well——it’snotmyfault,’saidhe,gazingcarelesslyupattheceilingandplunginghishandsintohispockets:`ifmyongoingsdon’tsuither,sheshouldtellmeso。’ `Isshenotexactlythewifeyouwanted?DidyounottellMr。 Huntingdonyoumusthaveonethatwouldsubmittoanythingwithoutamurmur,andneverblameyou,whateveryoudid?’ `True,butweshouldn’talwayshavewhatwewant:itspoilsthebestofus,doesn’tit?HowcanIhelpplayingthedeucewhenIseeit’sallonetoherwhetherIbehavelikeaChristianorlikeascoundrelsuchasnaturemademe?——andhowcanIhelpteazingherwhenshe’ssoinvitinglymeekandmim——whensheliesdownlikeaspanielatmyfeetandneversomuchassqueakstotellmethat’senough?’ `Ifyouareatyrantbynature,thetemptationisstrong,Iallow; butnogenerousminddelightstooppresstheweak,butrathertocherishandprotect。’ `Idon’toppressher;butit’ssoconfoundedflattobealwayscherishingandprotecting;——andthenhowcanItellthatIamoppressingherwhenshe“meltsawayandmakesnosign?”’Isometimesthinkshehasnofeelingatall;andthenIgoontillshecries——andthatsatisfiesme。 `Thenyoudodelighttooppressher。’ `Idon’t,Itellyou!——onlywhenI’minabadhumour——oraparticularlygoodone,andwanttoafflictforthepleasureofcomforting;orwhenshelooksflatandwantsshakingupabit。Andsometimes,sheprovokesmebycryingfornothing,andwon’ttellmewhatit’sfor;andthen,Iallow,itenragesmepastbearing——especially,whenI’mnotmyownman。’ `Asisnodoubtgenerallythecaseonsuchoccasions,’saidI。 `Butinfuture,Mr。Hattersley,whenyouseeherlookingflatorcryingfor“nothing“(asyoucallit),ascribeitalltoyourself:beassureditissomethingyouhavedoneamiss,oryourgeneralmisconductthatdistressesher。’ `Idon’tbelieveit。Ifitwere,sheshouldtellmeso:Idon’tlikethatwayofmopingandfrettinginsilence,andsayingnothing——it’snothonest。Howcansheexpectmetomendmywaysatthatrate?’ `Perhapsshegivesyoucreditforhavingmoresensethanyoupossess,anddeludesherselfwiththehopethatyouwillonedayseeyourownerrorsandrepairthem,iflefttoyourownreflection。’ `Noneofyoursneers,Mrs。Huntingdon!IhavethesensetoseethatI’mnotalwaysquitecorrect——butsometimesIthinkthat’snogreatmatter,aslongasIinjurenobodybutmyself——’ `Itisagreatmatter,’interruptedI,`bothtoyourself(asyouwillhereafterfindtoyourcost)andtoallconnectedwithyou——mostespeciallyyourwife——butindeed,itisnonsensetotalkaboutinjuringnoonebutyourself,itisimpossibletoinjureyourself——especiallybysuchactsaswealludeto——withoutinjuringhundreds,ifnotthousands,besides,inagreaterorlessdegree,eitherbytheevilyoudoorthegoodyouleaveundone。’ `AndasIwassaying,’continuedhe——`orwouldhavesaidifyouhadn’ttakenmeupsoshort——IsometimesthinkIshoulddobetterifI werejoinedtoonethatwouldalwaysremindmewhenIwaswrong,andgivemeamotivefordoinggoodandeschewingevilbydecidedlyshowingherapprovaloftheone,anddisapprovaloftheother。’ `Ifyouhadnohighermotivethantheapprovalofyourfellowmortal,itwoulddoyoulittlegood。’ `Well,butifIhadamatethatwouldnotalwaysbeyielding,andalwaysequallykind,butthatwouldhavethespirittostandatbaynowandthen,andhonestlytellmehermindatalltimes——suchaoneasyourselfforinstance——nowifIwentonwithyouasIdowithherwhenI’minLondon,you’dmakethehousetoohottoholdmeattimes,I’llbesworn。 `Youmistakeme:I’mnotermagant。’ `Well,allthebetterforthat,forIcan’tstandcontradiction——inageneralway——andI’masfondofmyownwillasanother:onlyIthinktoomuchofitdoesn’tanswerforanyman。 `Well,Iwouldnevercontradictyouwithoutacause,butcertainlyIwouldalwaysletyouknowwhatIthoughtofyourconduct;andifyouoppressedme,inbody,mind,orestate,youshouldatleasthavenoreasontosuppose“Ididn’tmindit。 `Iknowthatmylady;andIthinkifmylittlewifeweretofollowthesameplanitwouldbebetterforusboth。’ `I’lltellher。’ `No,no,letherbe;there’smuchtobesaidonbothsides——and,nowIthinkuponit,Huntingdonoftenregretsthatyouarenotmorelikeher——scoundrellydogthatheis——andyousee,afterall,youcan’treformhim:he’stentimesworsethanI——He’safraidofyou,tobesure——thatis,he’salwaysonhisbestbehaviourinyourpresence——but——’ `Iwonderwhathisworstbehaviourislike,then?’Icouldnotforbearobserving。 `Why,totellyouthetruth,it’sverybadindeedisn’tit,Hargrave?’ saidhe,addressingthatgentleman,whohadenteredtheroomunperceivedbyme,forIwasnowstandingnearthefirewithmybacktothedoor。`Isn’tHuntingdon,’hecontinued,`asgreatareprobateaseverwasd——d?’ `Hisladywillnothearhimcensuredwithimpunity,’repliedMr。 Hargrave,comingforward,`butImustsay,IthankGodIamnotsuchanother。’ `Perhapsitwouldbecomeyoubetter,’saidI,`tolookatwhatyouare,andsay,“Godbemercifultomeasinner。”’ `Youaresevere,’returnedhe,bowingslightlyanddrawinghimselfupwithaproudyetinjuredair。Hattersleylaughed,andclappedhimontheshoulder。Movingfromunderhishandwithagestureofinsulteddignity,Mr。Hargravetookhimselfawaytotheotherendoftherug。 `Isn’titashame,Mrs。Huntingdon?’criedhisbrother-in-law—— `IstruckWalterHargravewhenIwasdrunk,thesecondnightafterwecame,andhe’sturnedacoldshoulderonmeeversince;thoughIaskedhispardontheverymorningafteritwasdone!’ `Yourmannerofaskingit,’returnedtheother,`andtheclearnesswithwhichyourememberedthewholetransaction,showedyouwerenottoodrunktobefullyconsciousofwhatyouwereabout,andquiteresponsibleforthedeed。’ `Youwantedtointerferebetweenmeandmywife,’grumbledHattersley,`andthatisenoughtoprovokeanyman。 `Youjustifyitthen?’saidhisopponent,dartinguponhimamostvindictiveglance。 `No,ItellyouIwouldn’thavedoneitifIhadn’tbeenunderexcitement;andifyouchoosetobearmaliceforit,afterallthehandsomethingsI’vesaid——dosoandbedamned!’ `Iwouldrefrainfromsuchlanguageinalady’spresence,atleast,’saidMr。Hargrave,hidinghisangerunderamaskofdisgust。 `WhathaveIsaid?’returnedHattersley。`NothingbutHeaven’struth——hewillbedamned,won’the,Mrs。Huntingdon,ifhedoesn’tforgivehisbrother’strespasses?’