第 7 节
作者:美丽心点      更新:2022-08-21 16:40      字数:9322
  this inseparable companion went on rolling with me in the south…
  east direction towards the Government of Kiev。
  At that time there was an eight…hours' drive; if not more; from
  the railway station to the country house which was my
  destination。
  〃Dear boy〃 (these words were always written in English); so ran
  the last letter from that house received in London;〃Get
  yourself driven to the only inn in the place; dine as well as you
  can; and some time in the evening my own confidential servant;
  factotum and major…domo; a Mr。 V。S。 (I warn you he is of noble
  extraction); will present himself before you; reporting the
  arrival of the small sledge which will take you here on the next
  day。  I send with him my heaviest fur; which I suppose with such
  overcoats as you may have with you will keep you from freezing on
  the road。〃
  Sure enough; as I was dining; served by a Hebrew waiter; in an
  enormous barn…like bedroom with a freshly painted floor; the door
  opened and; in a travelling costume of long boots; big sheep…skin
  cap and a short coat girt with a leather belt; the Mr。 V。S。 (of
  noble extraction); a man of about thirty…five; appeared with an
  air of perplexity on his open and moustachioed countenance。  I
  got up from the table and greeted him in Polish; with; I hope;
  the right shade of consideration demanded by his noble blood and
  his confidential position。  His face cleared up in a wonderful
  way。  It appeared that; notwithstanding my uncle's earnest
  assurances; the good fellow had remained in doubt of our
  understanding each other。  He imagined I would talk to him in
  some foreign language。  I was told that his last words on getting
  into the sledge to come to meet me shaped an anxious exclamation:
  〃Well!  Well!  Here I am going; but God only knows how I am to
  make myself understood to our master's nephew。〃
  We understood each other very well from the first。  He took
  charge of me as if I were not quite of age。  I had a delightful
  boyish feeling of coming home from school when he muffled me up
  next morning in an enormous bear…skin travelling…coat and took
  his seat protectively by my side。  The sledge was a very small
  one and it looked utterly insignificant; almost like a toy behind
  the four big bays harnessed two and two。  We three; counting the
  coachman; filled it completely。  He was a young fellow with clear
  blue eyes; the high collar of his livery fur coat framed his
  cheery countenance and stood all round level with the top of his
  head。
  〃Now; Joseph;〃 my companion addressed him; 〃do you think we shall
  manage to get home before six?〃  His answer was that we would
  surely; with God's help; and providing there were no heavy drifts
  in the long stretch between certain villages whose names came
  with an extremely familiar sound to my ears。  He turned out an
  excellent coachman with an instinct for keeping the road amongst
  the snow…covered fields and a natural gift of getting the best
  out of his horses。
  〃He is the son of that Joseph that I suppose the Captain
  remembers。  He who used to drive the Captain's late grandmother
  of holy memory;〃 remarked V。S。 busy tucking fur rugs about my
  feet。
  I remembered perfectly the trusty Joseph who used to drive my
  grandmother。  Why! he it was who let me hold the reins for the
  first time in my life and allowed me to play with the great four…
  in…hand whip outside the doors of the coach…house。
  〃What became of him?〃 I asked。  〃He is no longer serving; I
  suppose。〃
  〃He served our master;〃 was the reply。  〃But he died of cholera
  ten years ago nowthat great epidemic we had。  And his wife died
  at the same timethe whole houseful of them; and this is the
  only boy that was left。〃
  The MS。 of 〃Almayer's Folly〃 was reposing in the bag under our
  feet。
  I saw again the sun setting on the plains as I saw it in the
  travels of my childhood。  It set; clear and red; dipping into the
  snow in full view as if it were setting on the sea。  It was
  twenty…three years since I had seen the sun set over that land;
  and we drove on in the darkness which fell swiftly upon the livid
  expanse of snows till; out of the waste of a white earth joining
  a bestarred sky; surged up black shapes; the clumps of trees
  about a village of the Ukrainian plain。  A cottage or two glided
  by; a low interminable wall and then; glimmering and winking
  through a screen of fir…trees; the lights of the master's house。
  That very evening the wandering MS。 of 〃Almayer's Folly〃 was
  unpacked and unostentatiously laid on the writing…table in my
  room; the guest…room which had been; I was informed in an
  affectedly careless tone; awaiting me for some fifteen years or
  so。  It attracted no attention from the affectionate presence
  hovering round the son of the favourite sister。
  〃You won't have many hours to yourself while you are staying with
  me; brother;〃 he saidthis form of address borrowed from the
  speech of our peasants being the usual expression of the highest
  good humour in a moment of affectionate elation。  〃I shall be
  always coming in for a chat。〃
  As a matter of fact we had the whole house to chat in; and were
  everlastingly intruding upon each other。  I invaded the
  retirement of his study where the principal feature was a
  colossal silver inkstand presented to him on his fiftieth year by
  a subscription of all his wards then living。  He had been
  guardian of many orphans of land…owning families from the three
  southern provincesever since the year 1860。  Some of them had
  been my schoolfellows and playmates; but not one of them; girls
  or boys; that I know of has ever written a novel。  One or two
  were older than myselfconsiderably older; too。  One of them; a
  visitor I remember in my early years; was the man who first put
  me on horseback; and his four…horse bachelor turn…out; his
  perfect horsemanship and general skill in manly exercises was one
  of my earliest admirations。  I seem to remember my mother looking
  on from a colonnade in front of the dining…room windows as I was
  lifted upon the pony; held; for all I know; by the very Joseph
  the groom attached specially to my grandmother's servicewho
  died of cholera。  It was certainly a young man in a dark blue;
  tail…less coat and huge Cossack trousers; that being the livery
  of the men about the stables。  It must have been in 1864; but
  reckoning by another mode of calculating time; it was certainly
  in the year in which my mother obtained permission to travel
  south and visit her family; from the exile into which she had
  followed my father。  For that; too; she had had to ask
  permission; and I know that one of the conditions of that favour
  was that she should be treated exactly as a condemned exile
  herself。  Yet a couple of years later; in memory of her eldest
  brother who had served in the Guards and dying early left hosts
  of friends and a loved memory in the great world of St。
  Petersburg; some influential personages procured for her this
  permissionit was officially called the 〃Highest Grace〃of a
  three months' leave from exile。
  This is also the year in which I first begin to remember my
  mother with more distinctness than a mere loving; wide…browed;
  silent; protecting presence; whose eyes had a sort of commanding
  sweetness; and I also remember the great gathering of all the
  relations from near and far; and the grey heads of the family
  friends paying her the homage of respect and love in the house of
  her favourite brother who; a few years later; was to take the
  place for me of both my parents。
  I did not understand the tragic significance of it all at the
  time; though indeed I remember that doctors also came。  There
  were no signs of invalidism about herbut I think that already
  they had pronounced her doom unless perhaps the change to a
  southern climate could re…establish her declining strength。  For
  me it seems the very happiest period of my existence。  There was
  my cousin; a delightful quick…tempered little girl; some months
  younger than myself; whose life; lovingly watched over; as if she
  were a royal princess; came to an end with her fifteenth year。
  There were other children; too; many of whom are dead now; and
  not a few whose very names I have forgotten。  Over all this hung
  the oppressive shadow of the great Russian Empirethe shadow
  lowering with the darkness of a new