little dorrit-信丽(英文版)-第133部分

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well　indeed；　and　was　in　high　condition。　Nevertheless；　he　did　not　e
forth　from　his　own　rooms　until　late　in　the　afternoon；　and；　although　he
then　caused　himself　to　be　magnificently　arrayed　for　a　drive　with
Mrs　General　and　his　daughter；　his　appearance　was　scarcely　up　to　his
description　of　himself。　As　the　family　had　no　visitors　that　day；　its　four
members　dined　alone　together。　He　conducted　Mrs　General　to　the　seat　at
his　right　hand　with　immense　ceremony；　and　Little　Dorrit　could　not
but　notice　as　she　followed　with　her　uncle；　both　that　he　was　again
elaborately　dressed；　and　that　his　manner　towards　Mrs　General　was　very
particular。　The　perfect　formation　of　that　acplished　lady's　surface
rendered　it　difficult　to　displace　an　atom　of　its　genteel　glaze；　but
Little　Dorrit　thought　she　descried　a　slight　thaw　of　triumph　in　a　corner
of　her　frosty　eye。

Notwithstanding　what　may　be　called　in　these　pages　the　Pruney　and
Prismatic　nature　of　the　family　banquet；　Mr　Dorrit　several　times　fell
asleep　while　it　was　in　progress。　His　fits　of　dozing　were　as　sudden　as
they　had　been　overnight；　and　were　as　short　and　profound。　When　the　first
of　these　slumberings　seized　him；　Mrs　General　looked　almost　amazed：　but；
on　each　recurrence　of　the　symptoms；　she　told　her　polite　beads；　Papa；
Potatoes；　Poultry；　Prunes；　and　Prism；　and；　by　dint　of　going　through　that
infallible　performance　very　slowly；　appeared　to　finish　her　rosary　at
about　the　same　time　as　Mr　Dorrit　started　from　his　sleep。

He　was　again　painfully　aware　of　a　somnolent　tendency　in　Frederick　（which
had　no　existence　out　of　his　own　imagination）；　and　after　dinner；　when
Frederick　had　withdrawn；　privately　apologised　to　Mrs　General　for　the
poor　man。　'The　most　estimable　and　affectionate　of　brothers；'　he　said；
'but……ha；　hum……broken　up　altogether。　Unhappily；　declining　fast。'

'Mr　Frederick；　sir；'　quoth　Mrs　General；　'is　habitually　absent　and
drooping；　but　let　us　hope　it　is　not　so　bad　as　that。'

Mr　Dorrit；　however；　was　determined　not　to　let　him　off。　'Fast　declining；
madam。　A　wreck。　A　ruin。　Mouldering　away　before　our　eyes。　Hum。　Good
Frederick！'

'You　left　Mrs　Sparkler　quite　well　and　happy；　I　trust？'　said　Mrs　General；
after　heaving　a　cool　sigh　for　Frederick。

'Surrounded；'　replied　Mr　Dorrit；　'by……ha……all　that　can　charm　the　taste；
and……hum……elevate　the　mind。　Happy；　my　dear　madam；　in　a……hum……husband。'


Mrs　General　was　a　little　fluttered；　seeming　delicately　to　put　the　word
away　with　her　gloves；　as　if　there　were　no　knowing　what　it　might　lead　to。

'Fanny；'　Mr　Dorrit　continued。　'Fanny；　Mrs　General；　has　high
qualities。　Ha。　Ambition……hum……purpose；　consciousness　of……ha……position；
determination　to　support　that　position……ha；　hum……grace；　beauty；　and
native　nobility。'

'No　doubt；'　said　Mrs　General　（with　a　little　extra　stiffness）。

'bined　；'　said　Mr　Dorrit；　'Fanny
has……ha……manifested　one　blemish　which　has　made　me……hum……made　me　uneasy；
and……ha……I　must　add；　angry；　but　which　I　trust　may　now　be　considered
at　an　end；　even　as　to　herself；　and　which　is　undoubtedly　at　an　end　as
to……ha……others。'

'To　what；　Mr　Dorrit；'　returned　Mrs　General；　with　her　gloves　again
somewhat　excited；　'can　you　allude？　I　am　at　a　loss　to……'

'Do　not　say　that；　my　dear　madam；'　interrupted　Mr　Dorrit。

Mrs　General's　voice；　as　it　died　away；　pronounced　the　words；　'at　a　loss
to　imagine。'

After　which　Mr　Dorrit　was　seized　with　a　doze　for　about　a　minute；　out　of
which　he　sprang　with　spasmodic　nimbleness。

'I　refer；　Mrs　General；　to　that……ha……strong　spirit　of　opposition；
or……hum……I　might　say……ha……jealousy　in　Fanny；　which　has　occasionally
risen　against　the……ha……sense　I　entertain　of……hum……the　claims　of……ha……the
lady　with　whom　I　have　now　the　honour　of　muning。'

'Mr　Dorrit；'　returned　Mrs　General；　'is　ever　but　too　obliging；　ever　but
too　appreciative。　If　there　have　been　moments　when　I　have　imagined　that
Miss　Dorrit　has　indeed　resented　the　favourable　opinion　Mr　Dorrit　has
formed　of　my　services；　I　have　found；　in　that　only　too　high　opinion；　my
consolation　and　repense。'

'Opinion　of　your　services；　madam？'　said　Mr　Dorrit。

'Of；'　Mrs　General　repeated；　in　an　elegantly　impressive　manner；　'my
services。'

'Of　your　services　alone；　dear　madam？'　said　Mr　Dorrit。

'I　presume；'　retorted　Mrs　General；　in　her　former　impressive　manner；　'of
my　services　alone。　For；　to　what　else；'　said　Mrs　General；　with　a　slightly
interrogative　action　of　her　gloves；　'could　I　impute……'

'To……ha……yourself；　Mrs　General。　Ha；　hum。　To　yourself　and　your　merits；'
was　Mr　Dorrit's　rejoinder。

'Mr　Dorrit　will　pardon　me；'　said　Mrs　General；　'if　I　remark　that　this
is　not　a　time　or　place　for　the　pursuit　of　the　present　conversation。
Mr　Dorrit　will　excuse　me　if　I　remind　him　that　Miss　Dorrit　is　in　the
adjoining　room；　and　is　visible　to　myself　while　I　utter　her　name。　Mr
Dorrit　will　forgive　me　if　I　observe　that　I　am　agitated；　and　that　I　find
there　are　moments　when　weaknesses　I　supposed　myself　to　have　subdued；
return　with　redoubled　power。　Mr　Dorrit　will　allow　me　to　withdraw。'

'Hum。　Perhaps　we　may　resume　this……ha……interesting　conversation；'　said
Mr　Dorrit；　'at　another　time；　unless　it　should　be；　what　I　hope　it　is
not……hum……in　any　way　disagreeable　to……ah……Mrs　General。'　'Mr　Dorrit；'
said　Mrs　General；　casting　down　her　eyes　as　she　rose　with　a　bend；　'must
ever　claim　my　homage　and　obedience。'

Mrs　General　then　took　herself　off　in　a　stately　way；　and　not　with　that
amount　of　trepidation　upon　her　which　might　have　been　expected　in　a　less
remarkable　woman。　Mr　Dorrit；　who　had　conducted　his　part　of　the　dialogue
with　a　certain　majestic　and　admiring　condescension……much　as　some　people
may　be　seen　to　conduct　themselves　in　Church；　and　to　perform　their　part
in　the　service……appeared；　on　the　whole；　very　well　satisfied　with　himself
and　with　Mrs　General　too。　On　the　return　of　that　lady　to　tea；　she　had
touched　herself　up　with　a　little　powder　and　pomatum；　and　was　not　without
moral　enchantment　likewise：　the　latter　showing　itself　in　much　sweet
patronage　of　manner　towards　Miss　Dorrit；　and　in　an　air　of　as　tender
interest　in　Mr　Dorrit　as　was　consistent　with　rigid　propriety。　At　the
close　of　the　evening；　when　she　rose　to　retire；　Mr　Dorrit　took　her　by　the
hand　as　if　he　were　going　to　lead　her　out　into　the　Piazza　of　the　people
to　walk　a　minuet　by　moonlight；　and　with　great　solemnity　conducted　her　to
the　room　door；　where　he　raised　her　knuckles　to　his　lips。　Having　parted
from　her　with　what　may　be　conjectured　to　have　been　a　rather　bony　kiss　of
a　cosmetic　flavour；　he　gave　his　daughter　his　blessing；　graciously。　And
having　thus　hinted　that　there　was　something　remarkable　in　the　wind；　he
again　went　to　bed。

He　remained　in　the　seclusion　of　his　own　chamber　next　morning；　but；　early
in　the　afternoon；　sent　down　his　best　pliments　to　Mrs　General；　by　Mr
Tinkler；　and　begged　she　would　acpany　Miss　Dorrit　on　an　airing
without　him。　His　daughter　was　dressed　for　Mrs　Merdle's　dinner　before　he
appeared。　He　then　presented　himself　in　a　refulgent　condition　as　to　his
attire；　but　looking　indefinably　shrunken　and　old。　However；　as　he　was
plainly　determined　to　be　angry　with　her　if　she　so　much　as　asked　him　how
he　was；　she　only　ventured　to　kiss　his　cheek；　before　acpanying　him　to
Mrs　Merdle's　with　an　anxious　heart。

The　distance　that　they　had　to　go　was　very　short；　but　he　was　at　his
building　work　again　before　the　carriage　had　half　traversed　it。　Mrs
Merdle　received　him　with　great　distinction；　the　bosom　was　in　admirable
preservation；　and　on　the　best　terms　with　itself；　the　dinner　was　very
choice；　and　the　pany　was　very　select。

It　was　principally　English；　saving　that　it　prised　the　usual　French
Count　and　the　usual　Italian　Marchese……decorative　social　milestones；
always　to　be　found　in　certain　places；　and　varying　very　little　in
appearance。　The　table　was　long；　and　the　dinner　was　long；　and　Little
Dorrit；　overshadowed　by　a　large　pair　of　black　whiskers　and　a　large　white
cravat；　lost　sight　of　her　father　altogether；　until　a　servant　put　a　scrap
of　paper　in　her　hand；　erdle　that　she
would　read　it　directly。　Mrs　Merdle　had　written　on　it　in　pencil；　'Pray
e　and　speak　to　Mr　Dorrit；　I　doubt　if　he　is　well。'

She　was　hurrying　to　him；　unobserved；　when　he　got　up　out　of　his　chair；
and　leaning　over　the　table　called　to　her；　supposing　her　to　be　still　in
her　place：

'Amy；　Amy；　my　child！'

The　action　was　so　unusual；　to　say　nothing　of　his　strange　eager
appearance　and　strange　eager　voice；　that　it　instantaneously　caused　a
profound　silence。

'Amy；　my　dear；'　he　repeated。　'Will　you　go　and　see　if　Bob　is　on　the
lock？'

She　was　at　his　side；　and　touching　him；　but　he　still　perversely　supposed
her　to　be　in　her　seat；　and　called　out；　still　leaning　over　the　table；
'Amy；　Amy。　I　don't　feel　quite　myself。　Ha。　I　don't　know　what's　the　matter
with　me。　I　particularly　wish　to　see　Bob。　Ha。　Of　all　the　turnkeys；　he's
as　much　my　friend　as　yours。　See　if　Bob　is　in　the　lodge；　and　beg　him　to
e　to　me。'

All　the　guests　were　now　in　consternation；　and　everybody　rose。

'Dear　father；　I　am　not　there；　I　am　here；　by　you。'

'Oh！　You　are　here；　Amy！　Good。　Hum。　Good。　Ha。　Call　Bob。　If　he　has　been
relieved；　and　is　not　on　the　lock；　tell　Mrs　Bangham　to　go　and　fetch　him。'

She　was　gently　trying　to　get　him　away；　but　he　resisted；　and　would　not
go。

'I　tell　you；　child；'　he　said　petulantly；　'I　can't　be　got　up　the　narrow
stairs　without　Bob。　Ha。　Send　for　Bob。　Hum。　Send　for　Bob……best　of　all　the
turnkeys……send　for　Bob！'

He　looked　confusedly　about　him；　and；　being　conscious　of　the　number　of
faces　by　which　he　was　surrounded；　addressed　them：

'Ladies　and　gentlemen；　the　duty……ha……devolves　upon　me　of……hum……weling
you　to　the　Marshalsea！　Wele　to　the　Marshalsea！　The　space
is……ha……limited……limited……the　parade　might　be　wider；　but　you　will
find　it　apparently　grow　larger　after　a　time……a　time；　ladies　and
gentlemen……and　the　air　is；　all　things　considered；　very　good。　It　blows
over　the……ha……Surrey　hills。　Blows　over　the　Surrey　hills。　This　is　the
Snuggery。　Hum。　Supported　by　a　small　subscription　of　the……ha……Collegiate
body。　In　return　for　which……hot　water……general　kitchen……and　little
domestic　advantages。　Those　who　are　habituated　to　the……ha……Marshalsea；
are　pleased　to　call　me　its　father。　I　am　accustomed　to　be　plimented　by
strangers　as　the……ha……Father　of　the　Marshalsea。　Certainly；　if　years　of
residence　may　establish　a　claim　to　so……ha……honourable　a　title；　I　may
accept　the……hum……conferred　distinction。　My　child；　ladies　and　gentlemen。
My　daughter。　Born　here！'

She　was　not　ashamed　of　it；　or　ashamed　of　him。　She　was　pale　and
frightened；　but　she　had　no　other　care　than　to　soothe　him　and　get　him
away；　for　his　own　dear　sake。　She　was　between　him　and　the　wondering
faces；　turned　round　upon　his　breast　with　her　own　face　raised　to　his。　He
held　her　clasped　in　his　left　arm；　and　between　whiles　her　low　voice　was
heard　tenderly　imploring　him　to　go　away　with　her。

'Born　here；'　he　repeated；　shedding　tears。　'Bred　here。　Ladies　and
gentlemen；　my　daughter。　Child　of　an　unfortunate　father；　but……ha……always
a　gentleman。　Poor；　no　doubt；　but……hum……proud。　Always　proud。　It
has　bee　a……hum……not　infrequent　custom　for　my……ha……personal
admirers……personal　admirers　solely……to　be　pleased　to　express
their　desire　to　acknowledge　my　semi…official　position　here；
by　offering……ha……little　tribute