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little dorrit-信丽(英文版)-第135章

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had risen to hand that lady her tea (her dish of toast was already
there); and it was in placing the cup conveniently within her reach that
the watch; lying before her as it always did; attracted his attention。
Mrs Clennam looked suddenly up at him。

'May I be permitted? Thank you。 A fine old…fashioned watch;' he said;
taking it in his hand。 'Heavy for use; but massive and genuine。 I have
a partiality for everything genuine。 Such as I am; I am genuine myself。
Hah! A gentleman's watch with two cases in the old fashion。 May I remove
it from the outer case? Thank you。 Aye? An old silk watch…lining; worked
with beads! I have often seen these among old Dutch people and Belgians。
Quaint things!'

'They are old…fashioned; too;' said Mrs Clennam。 'Very。 But this is not
so old as the watch; I think?'

'I think not。'

'Extraordinary how they used to plicate these cyphers!' remarked Mr
Blandois; glancing up with his own smile again。 'Now is this D。 N。 F。?
It might be almost anything。'

'Those are the letters。'

Mr Flintwinch; who had been observantly pausing all this time with a cup
of tea in his hand; and his mouth open ready to swallow the contents;
began to do so: always entirely filling his mouth before he emptied it
at a gulp; and always deliberating again before he refilled it。

'D。 N。 F。 was some tender; lovely; fascinating fair…creature; I make no
doubt;' observed Mr Blandois; as he snapped on the case again。 'I adore
her memory on the assumption。 Unfortunately for my peace of mind;
I adore but too readily。 It may be a vice; it may be a virtue; but
adoration of female beauty and merit constitutes three parts of my
character; madam。'

Mr Flintwinch had by this time poured himself out another cup of tea;
which he was swallowing in gulps as before; with his eyes directed to
the invalid。

'You may be heart…free here; sir;' she returned to Mr Blandois。 'Those
letters are not intended; I believe; for the initials of any name。'

'Of a motto; perhaps;' said Mr Blandois; casually。

'Of a sentence。 They have always stood; I believe; for Do Not Forget!'

'And naturally;' said Mr Blandois; replacing the watch and stepping
backward to his former chair; 'you do not forget。'

Mr Flintwinch; finishing his tea; not only took a longer gulp than he
had taken yet; but made his succeeding pause under new circumstances:
that is to say; with his head thrown back and his cup held still at his
lips; while his eyes were still directed at the invalid。 She had that
force of face; and that concentrated air of collecting her firmness or
obstinacy; which represented in her case what would have been gesture
and action in another; as she replied with her deliberate strength of
speech: 'No; sir; I do not forget。 To lead a life as monotonous as mine
has been during many years; is not the way to forget。 To lead a life of
self…correction is not the way to forget。 To be sensible of having (as
we all have; every one of us; all the children of Adam!) offences
to expiate and peace to make; does not justify the desire to forget。
Therefore I have long dismissed it; and I neither forget nor wish to
forget。'

Mr Flintwinch; who had latterly been shaking the sediment at the bottom
of his tea…cup; round and round; here gulped it down; and putting the
cup in the tea…tray; as done with; turned his eyes upon Mr Blandois as
if to ask him what he thought of that?

'All expressed; madam;' said Mr Blandois; with his smoothest bow and his
white hand on his breast; 'by the word 〃naturally;〃 which I am proud
to have had sufficient apprehension and appreciation (but without
appreciation I could not be Blandois) to employ。'

'Pardon me; sir;' she returned; 'if I doubt the likelihood of a
gentleman of pleasure; and change; and politeness; accustomed to court
and to be courted……'

'Oh madam! By Heaven!'

'……If I doubt the likelihood of such a character quite prehending
what belongs to mine in my circumstances。 Not to obtrude doctrine upon
you;' she looked at the rigid pile of hard pale books before her; '(for
you go your own way; and the consequences are on your own head); I will
say this much: that I shape my course by pilots; strictly by proved and
tried pilots; under whom I cannot be shipwrecked……can not be……and that
if I were unmindful of the admonition conveyed in those three letters; I
should not be half as chastened as I am。'

It was curious how she seized the occasion to argue with some invisible
opponent。 Perhaps with her own better sense; always turning upon herself
and her own deception。

'If I forgot my ignorances in my life of health and freedom; I might
plain of the life to which I am now condemned。 I never do; I never
have done。 If I forgot that this scene; the Earth; is expressly meant to
be a scene of gloom; and hardship; and dark trial; for the creatures who
are made out of its dust; I might have some tenderness for its vanities。
But I have no such tenderness。 If I did not know that we are; every one;
the subject (most justly the subject) of a wrath that must be satisfied;
and against which mere actions are nothing; I might repine at the
difference between me; imprisoned here; and the people who pass that
gateway yonder。 But I take it as a grace and favour to be elected to
make the satisfaction I am making here; to know what I know for certain
here; and to work out what I have worked out here。 My affliction might
otherwise have had no meaning to me。 Hence I would forget; and I do
forget; nothing。 Hence I am contented; and say it is better with me
than with millions。' As she spoke these words; she put her hand upon the
watch; and restored it to the precise spot on her little table which
it always occupied。 With her touch lingering upon it; she sat for some
moments afterwards; looking at it steadily and half…defiantly。

Mr Blandois; during this exposition; had been strictly attentive;
keeping his eyes fastened on the lady; and thoughtfully stroking his
moustache with his two hands。 Mr Flintwinch had been a little fidgety;
and now struck in。

'There; there; there!' said he。 'That is quite understood; Mrs Clennam;
and you have spoken piously and well。 Mr Blan
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