poor miss finch-第69章
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〃Tired; ma'am?〃 he said。
The uppermost idea in my mind found its way somehow; ill as I was; to
expression on my lipsin the form of a question addressed to the
landlord。
〃Do you happen to have seen anything of Mr。 Nugent Dubourg?〃 I asked。
〃I saw him not five minutes since; ma'am。〃
〃Where?〃
〃Going into Browndown。〃
I started up; as if I had been struck or shot。 Worthy Mr。 Gootheridge
stared。 I wished him good…day; and went on as fast as my feet would take
me; straight to Browndown。 Had the brothers met in the house? I turned
cold at the bare thought of itbut I still kept on。 There was an
obstinate resolution in me to part them; which served me in place of
courage。 Account for it as you may; I was bold and frightened both at the
same time。 At one moment; I was fool enough to say to myself; 〃They will
kill me。〃 At another; just as foolishly; I found comfort in the opposite
view。 〃Bah! They are gentlemen; they can't hurt a woman!〃
The servant was standing idling at the front door; when I arrived in
sight of the house。 This; in itself; was unusual。 He was a hard…working
well…trained man。 On other occasions; nobody had ever seen him out of his
proper place。 He advanced a few steps to meet me。 I looked at him
carefully。 Not the slightest appearance of disturbance was visible in his
face。
〃Is Mr。 Oscar at home?〃 I asked。
〃I beg your pardon; ma'am。 Mr。 Oscar is at homebut you can't see him。
He and Mr。 Nugent are together。〃
I rested my hand on the low wall in front of the house; and made a
desperate effort to put a calm face on it。
〃Surely Mr。 Oscar will see _me?_〃 I said。
〃I have Mr。 Oscar's orders; ma'am; to wait at the door; and tell
everybody who comes to the house (without exception) that he is engaged。〃
The house…door was half open。 I listened intently while the man was
speaking。 If they had been at high words together; I must have heard them
in the silence of the lonely hills all round us。 I heard nothing。
It was strange; it was inconceivable。 At the same time it relieved me。
There they were together; and no harm had come of it; so far。
I left my cardand walked on a little; past the corner of the house
wall。 As soon as I was out of the servant's sight; I turned back to the
side of the building; and ventured as near as I durst to the window of
the sitting…room。 Their voices reached me; but not their words。 On both
sides; the tones were low and confidential。 Not a note of anger in either
voicelisten for it as I might! I left the house again; breathless with
amazement; and (so rapidly does a woman shift from one emotion to
another) burning with curiosity。
After half an hour of aimless wandering in the valley; I returned to the
rectory。
Lucilla was still sleeping。 I took Zillah's place; and sent her into the
kitchen。 The landlady of the inn was there to help us with the dinner。
But she was hardly equal; single…handed; to the superintendence of such
dishes as we had to set before Herr Grosse。 It was high time I relieved
Zillah if we were to pass successfully through the ordeal of the great
surgeon's criticism; as reviewer of all the sauces。
An hour more passed before Lucilla woke。 I sent a messenger to Grosse;
who appeared enveloped in a halo of tobacco; examined the patient's eyes;
felt her pulse; ordered her wine and jelly; filled his monstrous pipe;
and gruffly returned to his promenade in the garden。
The day wore on。 Mr。 Finch came to make inquiries; and then went back to
his wifewhom he described as 〃hysterically irresponsible;〃 and in
imminent need of another warm bath。 He declined; in his most pathetic
manner; to meet the German at dinner。 〃After what I have suffered; after
what I have seen; these banquetingsI would say; these ticklings of the
palateare not to my taste。 You mean well; Madame Pratolungo。 (Good
creature!) But I am not in heart for feasting。 Simple fare; by my wife's
couch; a few consoling words; in the character of pastor and husband;
when the infant is quiet。 So my day is laid out。 I wish you well。 I don't
object to your little dinner。 Good day! good day!〃
A second examination of Lucilla's eyes brought us to the dinner…hour。
At the sight of the table…cloth; Herr Grosse's good humour returned。 We
two dined together alonethe German sending in selections of his own
making from the dishes to Lucilla's room。 So far; he said; she had
escaped any serious injury。 But he still insisted on keeping his patient
perfectly quiet; and he refused to answer for anything until the night
had passed。 As for me; Oscar's continued silence weighed more and more
heavily on my spirits。 My past suspense in the darkened room with Lucilla
seemed to be a mere trifle by comparison with the keener anxieties which
I suffered now。 I saw Grosse's eyes glaring discontentedly at me through
his spectacles。 He had good reason to look at me as he didI had never
before been so stupid and so disagreeable in all my life。
Towards the end of the dinner; there came news from Browndown at last。
The servant sent in a message by Zillah; begging me to see him for a
moment outside the sitting…room door。
I made my excuses to my guest; and hurried out。
The instant I saw the servant's face; my heart sank。 Oscar's kindness had
attached the man devotedly to his master。 I saw his lips tremble; and his
color come and go; when I looked at him。
〃I have brought you a letter; ma'am。〃
He handed me a letter addressed to me in Oscar's handwriting。
〃How is your master?〃 I asked。
〃Not very well; when I saw him last。〃
〃When you saw him last?〃
〃I bring sad news; ma'am。 There's a break…up at Browndown。〃
〃What do you mean? Where is Mr。 Oscar?〃
〃Mr。 Oscar has left Dimchurch。〃
CHAPTER THE THIRTY…SEVENTH
The Brothers change Places
I VAINLY believed I had prepared myself for any misfortune that could
fall on us。 The man's last words dispelled my delusion。 My gloomiest
forebodings had never contemplated such a disaster as had now happened。 I
stood petrified; thinking of Lucilla; and looking helplessly at the
servant。 Try as I might; I was perfectly incapable of speaking to him。
He felt no such difficulty on his side。 One of the strangest
peculiarities in the humbler ranks of the English people; is the sort of
solemn relish which they have for talking of their own misfortunes。 To be
the objects of a calamity of any kind; seems to raise them in their own
estimations。 With a dreary enjoyment of his miserable theme; the servant
expatiated on his position as a man deprived of the best of masters;
turned adrift again in the world to seek another service; hopeless of
ever again finding himself in such a situation as he had lost。 He roused
me at last into speaking to him; by sheer dint of irritating my nerves
until I could endure him no longer。
〃Has Mr。 Oscar gone away alone?〃 I asked。
〃Yes; ma'am; quite alone。〃
(What had become of Nugent? I was too much interested in Oscar to be able
to put the question; at that moment。)
〃When did your master go?〃 I went on。
〃Better than two hours since。〃
〃Why didn't I hear of it before?〃
〃I had Mr。 Oscar's orders not to tell you; ma'am; till this time in the
evening。〃
Wretched as I was already; my spirits sank lower still when I heard that。
The order given to the servant looked like a premeditated design; not
only to leave Dimchurch; but also to keep us in ignorance of his
whereabouts afterwards。
〃Has Mr。 Oscar gone to London?〃 I inquired。
〃He hired Gootheridge's chaise; ma'am; to take him to Brighton。 And he
told me with his own lips that he had left Browndown never to come back。
I know no more of it than that。〃
He had left Browndown; never to come back! For Lucilla's sake; I declined
to believe that。 The servant was exaggerating; or the servant had
misunderstood what had been said to him。 The letter in my hand reminded
me that I had perhaps needlessly questioned him on matters which his
master had confided to my own knowledge only。 Before I dismissed him for
the night; I made my deferred inquiry on the hateful subject of the other
brother。
〃Where is Mr。 Nugent?〃
〃At Browndown。〃
〃Do you mean to say that he is going to stay at Br