castle rackrent-第20章
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t have got mended if you'd had any sense; Thady; all the time we were in town in the winter?'
'Sure; I could not get the glazier; ma'am;' says I。
'You might have stopped it up anyhow;' says she。
'So I; did; ma'am; to the best of my ability; one of the panes with the old pillow…case; and the other with a piece of the old stage green curtain。 Sure I was as careful as possible all the time you were away; and not a drop of rain came in at that window of all the windows in the house; all winter; ma'am; when under my care; and now the family's come home; and it's summer…time; I never thought no more about it; to be sure; but dear; it's a pity to think of your bonnet; ma'am。 But here's what will please you; ma'ama letter from Mount Juliet's Town for my lady。
With that she snatches it from me without a word more; and runs up the back stairs to my mistress; I follows with a slate to make up the window。 This window was in the long passage; or gallery; as my lady gave out orders to have it called; in the gallery leading to my master's bedchamber and hers。 And when I went up with the slate; the door having no lock; and the bolt spoilt; was ajar after Mrs。 Jane; and; as I was busy with the window; I heard all that was saying within。
'Well; what's in your letter; Bella; my dear?' says he: 'you're a long time spelling it over。'
'Won't you shave this morning; Sir Condy?' says she; and put the letter into her pocket。
'I shaved the day before yesterday;' said he; 'my dear; and that's not what I'm thinking of now; but anything to oblige you; and to have peace and quietness; my dear'and presently I had a glimpse of him at the cracked glass over the chimney…piece; standing up shaving himself to please my lady。 But she took no notice; but went on reading her book; and Mrs; Jane doing her hair behind。
'What is it you're reading there; my dear?phoo; I've cut myself with this razor; the man's a cheat that sold it me; but I have not paid him for it yet。 What is it you're reading there? Did you hear me asking you; my dear?'
'THE SORROWS OF WERTHER;' replies my lady; as well as I could hear。
'I think more of the sorrows of Sir Condy;' says my master; joking like。 'What news from Mount Juliet's Town?'
'No news;' says she; 'but the old story over again; my friends all reproaching me still for what I can't help now。'
'Is it for marrying me?' said my master; still shaving。 'What signifies; as you say; talking of that; when it can't be help'd now?'
With that she heaved a great sigh that I heard plain enough in the passage。
'And did not you use me basely; Sir Condy;' says she; 'not to tell me you were ruined before I married you?'
'Tell you; my dear!' said he。 'Did you ever ask me one word about it。 And had not your friends enough of your own; that were telling you nothing else from morning to night; if you'd have listened to them slanders?'
'No slanders; nor are my friends slanderers; and I can't bear to hear them treated with disrespect as I do;' says my lady; and took out her pocket…handkerchief; 'they are the best of friends; and if I had taken their adviceBut my father was wrong to lock me up; I own。 That was the only unkind thing I can charge him with; for if he had not locked me up; I should never have had a serious thought of running away as I did。'
'Well; my dear;' said my master; 'don't cry and make yourself uneasy about it now; when it's all over; and you have the man of your own choice; in spite of 'em all。'
'I was too young; I know; to make a choice at the time you ran away with me; I'm sure;' says my lady; and another sigh; which made my master; half…shaved as he was; turn round upon her in surprise。
'Why; Bell;' says he; 'you can't deny what you know as well as I do; that it was at your own particular desire; and that twice under your own hand and seal expressed; that I should carry you off as I did to Scotland; and marry you there。'
'Well; say no more about it; Sir Condy;' said my lady; pettish… like; 'I was a child then; you know。'
'And as far as I know; you're little better now; my dear Bella; to be talking in this manner to your husband's face; but I won't take it ill of you; for I know it's something in that letter you put into your pocket just now that has set you against me all on a sudden; and imposed upon your understanding。'
'It's not so very easy as you think it; Sir Condy; to impose upon my understanding;' said my lady。
'My dear;' says he; 'I have; and with reason; the best opinion of your understanding of any man now breathing; and you know I have never set my own in competition with it till now; my dear Bella;' says he; taking her hand from her book as kind as could be'till now; when I have the great advantage of being quite cool; and you not; so don't believe one word your friends say against your own Sir Condy; and lend me the letter out of your pocket; till I see what it is they can have to say。'
'Take it then;' says she; 'and as you are quite cool; I hope it is a proper time to request you'll allow me to comply with the wishes of all my own friends; and return to live with my father and family; during the remainder of my wretched existence; at Mount Juliet's Town。'
At this my poor master fell back a few paces; like one that had been shot。
'You're not serious; Bella;' says he; 'and could you find it in your heart to leave me this way in the very middle of my distresses; all alone' But recollecting himself after his first surprise; and a moment's time for reflection; he said; with a great deal of consideration for my lady; 'Well; Bella; my dear; I believe you are right; for what could you do at Castle Rackrent; and an execution against the goods coming down; and the furniture to be canted; and an auction in the house all next week? So you have my full consent to go; since that is your desire; only you must not think of my accompanying you; which I could not in honour do upon the terms I always have been; since our marriage; with your friends。 Besides; I have business to transact at home; so in the meantime; if we are to have any breakfast this morning; let us go down and have it for the last time in peace and comfort; Bella。'
Then as I heard my master coming to the passage door; I finished fastening up my slate against the broken pane; and when he came out I wiped down the window…seat with my wig; I and bade him a 'good…morrow' as kindly as I could; seeing he was in trouble; though he strove and thought to hide it from me。
'Wigs were formerly used instead of brooms in Ireland for sweeping or dusting tables; stairs; etc。 The Editor doubted the fact till he saw a labourer of the old school sweep down a flight of stairs with his wig; he afterwards put it on his head again with the utmost composure; and said; 'Oh; please your honour; it's never a bit the worse。
It must be acknowledged that these men are not in any danger of catching cold by taking off their wigs occasionally; because they usually have fine crops of hair growing under their wigs。 The wigs are often yellow; and the hair which appears from beneath them black; the wigs are usually too small; and are raised up by the hair beneath; or by the ears of the wearers。'
'This window is all racked and tattered;' says I; 'and it's what I'm striving to mend。'
'It IS all racked and tattered; plain enough;' says he; 'and never mind mending it; honest old Thady;' says he; 'it will do well enough for you and I; and that's all the company we shall have left in the house by and by。'
'I'm sorry to see your honour so low this morning;' says I; 'but you'll be better after taking your breakfast。'
'Step down to the servants' hall;' said he; 'and bring me up the pen and ink into the parlour; and get a sheet of paper from Mrs。 Jane; for I have business that can't brook to be delayed; and come into the parlour with the pen and ink yourself; Thady; for I must have you to witness my signing a paper I have to execute in a hurry。'
Well; while I was getting of the pen and ink…horn; and the sheet of paper; I ransacked my brains to think what could be the papers my poor master could have to execute in such a hurry; he that never thought of such a thing as doing business afore breakfast in the wh