the turn of the screw-第30章
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at the bottom of the sea and raising his eyes to some faint green twilight。
〃WellI said things。〃
〃Only that?〃
〃They thought it was enough!〃
〃To turn you out for?〃
Never; truly; had a person 〃turned out〃 shown so little
to explain it as this little person! He appeared to weigh
my question; but in a manner quite detached and almost helpless。
〃Well; I suppose I oughtn't。〃
〃But to whom did you say them?〃
He evidently tried to remember; but it droppedhe had lost it。
〃I don't know!〃
He almost smiled at me in the desolation of his surrender;
which was indeed practically; by this time; so complete that I
ought to have left it there。 But I was infatuatedI was blind
with victory; though even then the very effect that was to have
brought him so much nearer was already that of added separation。
〃Was it to everyone?〃 I asked。
〃No; it was only to〃 But he gave a sick little headshake。
〃I don't remember their names。〃
〃Were they then so many?〃
〃Noonly a few。 Those I liked。〃
Those he liked? I seemed to float not into clearness; but into
a darker obscure; and within a minute there had come to me out
of my very pity the appalling alarm of his being perhaps innocent。
It was for the instant confounding and bottomless; for if he
WERE innocent; what then on earth was _I_? Paralyzed; while it lasted;
by the mere brush of the question; I let him go a little; so that;
with a deep…drawn sigh; he turned away from me again; which; as he faced
toward the clear window; I suffered; feeling that I had nothing
now there to keep him from。 〃And did they repeat what you said?〃
I went on after a moment。
He was soon at some distance from me; still breathing hard and again with
the air; though now without anger for it; of being confined against his will。
Once more; as he had done before; he looked up at the dim day as if; of what
had hitherto sustained him; nothing was left but an unspeakable anxiety。
〃Oh; yes;〃 he nevertheless replied〃they must have repeated them。
To those THEY liked;〃 he added。
There was; somehow; less of it than I had expected; but I turned it over。
〃And these things came round?〃
〃To the masters? Oh; yes!〃 he answered very simply。
〃But I didn't know they'd tell。〃
〃The masters? They didn'tthey've never told。
That's why I ask you。〃
He turned to me again his little beautiful fevered face。
〃Yes; it was too bad。〃
〃Too bad?〃
〃What I suppose I sometimes said。 To write home。〃
I can't name the exquisite pathos of the contradiction given to such
a speech by such a speaker; I only know that the next instant I
heard myself throw off with homely force: 〃Stuff and nonsense!〃
But the next after that I must have sounded stern enough。
〃What WERE these things?〃
My sternness was all for his judge; his executioner; yet it made him
avert himself again; and that movement made ME; with a single bound
and an irrepressible cry; spring straight upon him。 For there again;
against the glass; as if to blight his confession and stay his answer;
was the hideous author of our woethe white face of damnation。
I felt a sick swim at the drop of my victory and all the return of my battle;
so that the wildness of my veritable leap only served as a great betrayal。
I saw him; from the midst of my act; meet it with a divination;
and on the perception that even now he only guessed; and that the window
was still to his own eyes free; I let the impulse flame up to convert
the climax of his dismay into the very proof of his liberation。
〃No more; no more; no more!〃 I shrieked; as I tried to press him against me;
to my visitant。
〃Is she HERE?〃 Miles panted as he caught with his sealed eyes
the direction of my words。 Then as his strange 〃she〃 staggered
me and; with a gasp; I echoed it; 〃Miss Jessel; Miss Jessel!〃
he with a sudden fury gave me back。
I seized; stupefied; his suppositionsome sequel to what we
had done to Flora; but this made me only want to show him
that it was better still than that。 〃It's not Miss Jessel!
But it's at the windowstraight before us。 It's THERE
the coward horror; there for the last time!〃
At this; after a second in which his head made the movement of a
baffled dog's on a scent and then gave a frantic little shake for air
and light; he was at me in a white rage; bewildered; glaring vainly
over the place and missing wholly; though it now; to my sense;
filled the room like the taste of poison; the wide; overwhelming presence。
〃It's HE?〃
I was so determined to have all my proof that I flashed into ice
to challenge him。 〃Whom do you mean by ‘he'?〃
〃Peter Quintyou devil!〃 His face gave again; round the room;
its convulsed supplication。 〃WHERE?〃
They are in my ears still; his supreme surrender of the name
and his tribute to my devotion。 〃What does he matter now;
my own?what will he EVER matter? _I_ have you;〃
I launched at the beast; 〃but he has lost you forever!〃
Then; for the demonstration of my work; 〃There; THERE!〃
I said to Miles。
But he had already jerked straight round; stared; glared again;
and seen but the quiet day。 With the stroke of the loss I was
so proud of he uttered the cry of a creature hurled over an abyss;
and the grasp with which I recovered him might have been that
of catching him in his fall。 I caught him; yes; I held him
it may be imagined with what a passion; but at the end
of a minute I began to feel what it truly was that I held。
We were alone with the quiet day; and his little heart;
dispossessed; had stopped。
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