little dorrit-信丽(英文版)-第127部分

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him；　and　who　had　made　the　money！

As　he　went　up　the　stairs；　people　were　already　posted　on　the　lower
stairs；　that　his　shadow　might　fall　upon　them　when　he　came　down。　So　were
the　sick　brought　out　and　laid　in　the　track　of　the　Apostle……who　had　NOT
got　into　the　good　society；　and　had　NOT　made　the　money。

Mr　Dorrit；　dressing…gowned　and　newspapered；　was　at　his　breakfast。　The
Courier；　with　agitation　in　his　voice；　announced　'Miss　Mairdale！'　Mr
Dorrit's　overwrought　heart　bounded　as　he　leaped　up。

'Mr　Merdle；　this　is……ha……indeed　an　honour。　Permit　me　to　express
the……hum……sense；　the　high　sense；　I　entertain　of　this……ha　hum……highly
gratifying　act　of　attention。　I　am　well　aware；　sir；　of　the　many　demands
upon　your　time；　and　its……ha……enormous　value；'　Mr　Dorrit　could　not
say　enormous　roundly　enough　for　his　own　satisfaction。　'That　you
should……ha……at　this　early　hour；　bestow　any　of　your　priceless　time　upon
me；　is……ha……a　pliment　that　I　acknowledge　with　the　greatest　esteem。'
Mr　Dorrit　positively　trembled　in　addressing　the　great　man。

Mr　Merdle　uttered；　in　his　subdued；　inward；　hesitating　voice；　a　few
sounds　that　were　to　no　purpose　whatever；　and　finally　said；　'I　am　glad　to
see　you；　sir。'

'You　are　very　kind；'　said　Mr　Dorrit。　'Truly　kind。'　By　this　time　the
visitor　was　seated；　and　was　passing　his　great　hand　over　his　exhausted
forehead。　'You　are　well；　I　hope；　Mr　Merdle？'

'I　am　as　well　as　I……yes；　I　am　as　well　as　I　usually　am；'　said　Mr　Merdle。

'Your　occupations　must　be　immense。'

'Tolerably　so。　But……Oh　dear　no；　there's　not　much　the　matter　with　me；'
said　Mr　Merdle；　looking　round　the　room。

'A　little　dyspeptic？'　Mr　Dorrit　hinted。

'Very　likely。　But　I……Oh；　I　am　well　enough；'　said　Mr　Merdle。

There　were　black　traces　on　his　lips　where　they　met；　as　if　a　little　train
of　gunpowder　had　been　fired　there；　and　he　looked　like　a　man　who；　if　his
natural　temperament　had　been　quicker；　would　have　been　very　feverish　that
morning。　This；　and　his　heavy　way　of　passing　his　hand　over　his　forehead；
had　prompted　Mr　Dorrit's　solicitous　inquiries。

'Mrs　Merdle；'　Mr　Dorrit　insinuatingly　pursued；　'I　left；　as　you　will　be
prepared　to　hear；　the……ha……observed　of　all　observers；　the……hum……admired
of　all　admirers；　the　leading　fascination　and　charm　of　Society　in　Rome。
She　was　looking　wonderfully　well　when　I　quitted　it。'

'Mrs　Merdle；'　said　Mr　Merdle；　'is　generally　considered　a　very　attractive
woman。　And　she　is；　no　doubt。　I　am　sensible　of　her　being　SO。'

'Who　can　be　otherwise？'　responded　Mr　Dorrit。

Mr　Merdle　turned　his　tongue　in　his　closed　mouth……it　seemed　rather　a
stiff　and　unmanageable　tongue……moistened　his　lips；　passed　his　hand　over
his　forehead　again；　and　looked　all　round　the　room　again；　principally
under　the　chairs。

'But；'　he　said；　looking　Mr　Dorrit　in　the　face　for　the　first　time；　and
immediately　afterwards　dropping　his　eyes　to　the　buttons　of　Mr　Dorrit's
waistcoat；　'if　we　speak　of　attractions；　your　daughter　ought　to　be　the
subject　of　our　conversation。　She　is　extremely　beautiful。　Both　in　face
and　figure；　she　is　quite　unmon。　When　the　young　people　arrived　last
night；　I　was　really　surprised　to　see　such　charms。'

Mr　Dorrit's　gratification　was　such　that　he　said……ha……he　could　not
refrain　from　telling　Mr　Merdle　verbally；　as　he　had　already　done　by
letter；　what　honour　and　happiness　he　felt　in　this　union　of　their
families。　And　he　offered　his　hand。　Mr　Merdle　looked　at　the　hand　for　a
little　while；　took　it　on　his　for　a　moment　as　if　his　were　a　yellow　salver
or　fish…slice；　and　then　returned　it　to　Mr　Dorrit。

'I　thought　I　would　drive　round　the　first　thing；'　said　Mr　Merdle；　'to
offer　my　services；　in　case　I　can　do　anything　for　you；　and　to　say　that
I　hope　you　will　at　least　do　me　the　honour　of　dining　with　me　to…day；　and
every　day　when　you　are　not　better　engaged　during　your　stay　in　town。'

Mr　Dorrit　was　enraptured　by　these　attentions。

'Do　you　stay　long；　sir？'

'I　have　not　at　present　the　intention；'　said　Mr　Dorrit；
'of……ha……exceeding　a　fortnight。'

'That's　a　very　short　stay；　after　so　long　a　journey；'　returned　Mr　Merdle。

'Hum。　Yes；'　said　Mr　Dorrit。　'But　the　truth　is……ha……my　dear　Mr　Merdle；
that　I　find　a　foreign　life　so　well　suited　to　my　health　and　taste；　that
I……hum……have　but　two　objects　in　my　present　visit　to　London。　First；
the……ha……the　distinguished　happiness　and……ha……privilege　which　I　now
enjoy　and　appreciate；　secondly；　the　arrangement……hum……the　laying　out；
that　is　to　say；　in　the　best　way；　of……ha；　hum……my　money。'

'Well；　sir；'　said　Mr　Merdle；　after　turning　his　tongue　again；　'if　I　can
be　of　any　use　to　you　in　that　respect；　you　may　mand　me。'

Mr　Dorrit's　speech　had　had　more　hesitation　in　it　than　usual；　as　he
approached　the　ticklish　topic；　for　he　was　not　perfectly　clear　how　so
exalted　a　potentate　might　take　it。　He　had　doubts　whether　reference　to
any　individual　capital；　or　fortune；　might　not　seem　a　wretchedly　retail
affair　to　so　wholesale　a　dealer。　Greatly　relieved　by　Mr　Merdle's
affable　offer　of　assistance；　he　caught　at　it　directly；　and　heaped
acknowledgments　upon　him。

'I　scarcely……ha……dared；'　said　Mr　Dorrit；　'I　assure　you；　to　hope　for
so……hum……vast　an　advantage　as　your　direct　advice　and　assistance。　Though
of　course　I　should；　under　any　circumstances；　like　the……ha；　hum……rest　of
the　civilised　world；　have　followed　in　Mr　Merdle's　train。'

'You　know　we　may　almost　say　we　are　related；　sir；'　said　Mr　Merdle；
curiously　interested　in　the　pattern　of　the　carpet；　'and；　therefore；　you
may　consider　me　at　your　service。'

'Ha。　Very　handsome；　indeed！'　cried　Mr　Dorrit。　'Ha。　Most　handsome！'

'It　would　not；'　said　Mr　Merdle；　'be　at　the　present　moment　easy　for
what　I　may　call　a　mere　outsider　to　e　into　any　of　the　good　things……of
course　I　speak　of　my　own　good　things……'

'Of　course；　of　course！'　cried　Mr　Dorrit；　in　a　tone　implying　that　there
were　no　other　good　things。

'……Unless　at　a　high　price。　At　what　we　are　accustomed　to　term　a　very　long
figure。'

Mr　Dorrit　laughed　in　the　buoyancy　of　his　spirit。　Ha；　ha；　ha！　Long
figure。　Good。　Ha。　Very　expressive　to　be　sure！

'However；'　said　Mr　Merdle；　'I　do　generally　retain　in　my　own　hands　the
power　of　exercising　some　preference……people　in　general　would　be　pleased
to　call　it　favour……as　a　sort　of　pliment　for　my　care　and　trouble。'
'And　public　spirit　and　genius；'　Mr　Dorrit　suggested。

Mr　Merdle；　with　a　dry；　swallowing　action；　seemed　to　dispose　of　those
qualities　like　a　bolus；　then　added；　'As　a　sort　of　return　for　it。　I　will
see；　if　you　please；　how　I　can　exert　this　limited　power　（for　people　are
jealous；　and　it　is　limited）；　to　your　advantage。'　'You　are　very　good；'
replied　Mr　Dorrit。　'You　are　very　good。'

'Of　course；'　said　Mr　Merdle；　'there　must　be　the　strictest　integrity
and　uprightness　in　these　transactions；　there　must　be　the　purest　faith
between　man　and　man；　there　must　be　unimpeached　and　unimpeachable
confidence；　or　business　could　not　be　carried　on。'

Mr　Dorrit　hailed　these　generous　sentiments　with　fervour。

'Therefore；'　said　Mr　Merdle；　'I　can　only　give　you　a　preference　to　a
certain　extent。'

'I　perceive。　To　a　defined　extent；'　observed　Mr　Dorrit。

'Defined　extent。　And　perfectly　above…board。　As　to　my　advice；　however；'
said　Mr　Merdle；　'that　is　another　matter。　That；　such　as　it　is……'

Oh！　Such　as　it　was！　（Mr　Dorrit　could　not　bear　the　faintest　appearance　of
its　being　depreciated；　even　by　Mr　Merdle　himself。）

'……That；　there　is　nothing　in　the　bonds　of　spotless　honour　between　myself
and　my　fellow…man　to　prevent　my　parting　with；　if　I　choose。　And　that；'
said　Mr　Merdle；　now　deeply　intent　upon　a　dust…cart　that　was　passing　the
windows；　'shall　be　at　your　mand　whenever　you　think　proper。'

New　acknowledgments　from　Mr　Dorrit。　New　passages　of　Mr　Merdle's　hand
over　his　forehead。　Calm　and　silence。　Contemplation　of　Mr　Dorrit's
waistcoat　buttons　by　Mr　Merdle。

'My　time　being　rather　precious；'　said　Mr　Merdle；　suddenly　getting　up；
as　if　he　had　been　waiting　in　the　interval　for　his　legs　and　they　had　just
e；　'I　must　be　moving　towards　the　City。　Can　I　take　you　anywhere；　sir？
I　shall　be　happy　to　set　you　down；　or　send　you　on。　My　carriage　is　at　your
disposal。'

Mr　Dorrit　bethought　himself　that　he　had　business　at　his　banker's。　His
banker's　was　in　the　City。　That　was　fortunate；　Mr　Merdle　would　take
him　into　the　City。　But；　surely；　he　might　not　detain　Mr　Merdle　while　he
assumed　his　coat？　Yes；　he　might　and　must；　Mr　Merdle　insisted　on　it。　So
Mr　Dorrit；　retiring　into　the　next　room；　put　himself　under　the　hands　of
his　valet；　and　in　five　minutes　came　back　glorious。

Then　said　Mr　Merdle；　'Allow　me；　sir。　Take　my　arm！'　Then　leaning　on
Mr　Merdle's　arm；　did　Mr　Dorrit　descend　the　staircase；　seeing　the
worshippers　on　the　steps；　and　feeling　that　the　light　of　Mr　Merdle　shone
by　reflection　in　himself。　Then　the　carriage；　and　the　ride　into　the
City；　and　the　people　who　looked　at　them；　and　the　hats　that　flew　off　grey
heads；　and　the　general　bowing　and　crouching　before　this　wonderful　mortal
the　like　of　which　prostration　of　spirit　was　not　to　be　seen……no；　by
high　Heaven；　no！　It　may　be　worth　thinking　of　by　Fawners　of　all
denominations……in　Westminster　Abbey　and　Saint　Paul's　Cathedral　put
together；　on　any　Sunday　in　the　year。　It　was　a　rapturous　dream　to　Mr
Dorrit　to　find　himself　set　aloft　in　this　public　car　of　triumph；　making　a
magnificent　progress　to　that　befitting　destination；　the　golden　Street　of
the　Lombards。

There　Mr　Merdle　insisted　on　alighting　and　going　his　way　a…foot；　and
leaving　his　poor　equipage　at　Mr　Dorrit's　disposition。　So　the　dream
increased　in　rapture　when　Mr　Dorrit　came　out　of　the　bank　alone；　and
people　looked　at　him　in　default　of　Mr　Merdle；　and　when；　with　the　ears　of
his　mind；　he　heard　the　frequent　exclamation　as　he　rolled　glibly　along；
'A　wonderful　man　to　be　Mr　Merdle's　friend！'

At　dinner　that　day；　although　the　occasion　was　not　foreseen　and　provided
for；　a　brilliant　pany　of　such　as　are　not　made　of　the　dust　of　the
earth；　but　of　some　superior　article　for　the　present　unknown；　shed
their　lustrous　benediction　upon　Mr　Dorrit's　daughter's　marriage。　And　Mr
Dorrit's　daughter　that　day　began；　in　earnest；　her　petition　with　that
woman　not　present；　and　began　it　so　well　that　Mr　Dorrit　could　all　but
have　taken　his　affidavit；　if　required；　that　Mrs　Sparkler　had　all　her
life　been　lying　at　full　length　in　the　lap　of　luxury；　and　had　never　heard
of　such　a　rough　word　in　the　English　tongue　as　Marshalsea。

Next　day；　and　the　day　after；　and　every　day；　all　graced　by　more　dinner
pany；　cards　descended　on　Mr　Dorrit　like　theatrical　snow。　As　the
friend　and　relative　by　marriage　of　the　illustrious　Merdle；　Bar；　Bishop；
Treasury；　Chorus；　Everybody；　wanted　to　make　or　improve　Mr　Dorrit's
acquaintance。　In　Mr　Merdle's　heap　of　offices　in　the　City；　when　Mr　Dorrit
appeared　at　any　of　them　on　his　business　taking　him　Eastward　（which　it
frequently　did；　for　it　throve　amazingly）；　the　name　of　Dorrit　was　always
a　passport　to　the　great　presence　of　Merdle。　So　the　dream　increased　in
rapture　every　hour；　as　Mr　Dorrit　felt　increasingly　sensible　that　this
connection　had　brought　him　forward　indeed。

Only　one　thing　sat　otherwise　than　auriferously；　and　at　the　same　time
lightly；　on　Mr　Dorrit's　mind。　It　was　the　Chief　Butler。　That　stupendous
character　looked　at　him；　in　the　course　of　his　official　looking　at　the
din