第 12 节
作者:暖暖      更新:2022-11-23 12:12      字数:9322
  further questions in regard to the colonel。
  She   had   hurriedly   skimmed   through   the   letter;   which   seemed   to   be
  composed   of   certain   figures   and   accounts。   〃I   suppose   it's   all   right;〃   she
  said; 〃at least you can say so if he asks you。 It's only an explanation why
  he   has   transferred   my   money   from   the   bank   to   Rothschild's   agent   years
  ago。 I don't see why it should interest me NOW。〃
  Paul made no doubt that it was the same transfer that had shipwrecked
  the colonel's fortune and alienated his friends; and could not help replying
  somewhat pointedly; 〃But I think it should; Miss Yerba。 I don't know what
  the colonel explained to you doubtless; not the whole truth; for he is not
  a man to praise himself; but; the fact is; the bank was in difficulties at the
  time   of   that   transfer;   and;   to   make   it;   he   sacrificed   his   personal   fortune;
  and; I think; awakened some of that ill…feeling you have just noticed。〃 He
  checked   himself   too   late:   he   had   again   lost   not   only   his   tact   and   self…
  control; but had nearly betrayed himself。 He was surprised that the girl's
  justifiable ignorance should have irritated him。 Yet she had evidently not
  noticed; or misunderstood it; for she said; with a certain precision that was
  almost studied:
  〃Yes; I suppose it would have been a terrible thing to him to have been
  suspected of misappropriating a Trust confided to him by parties who had
  already paid him the high compliment of confiding to his care a secret and
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  a fortune。〃
  Paul glanced at her quickly with astonishment。 Was this ignorance; or
  suspicion?   Her   manner;   however;   suddenly   changed;   with   the   charming
  capriciousness of youth and conscious beauty。 〃He speaks of you in this
  letter;〃 she said; letting her dark eyes rest on him provokingly。
  〃That accounts for your lack of interest then;〃 said Paul gayly; relieved
  to turn a conversation fraught with so much danger。
  〃But    he   speaks    very   flatteringly;〃   she  went    on。  〃He    seems    to  be
  another one of your admirers。 I'm sure; Mr。 Hathaway; after that scene in
  the hotel parlor yesterday; YOU; at least; cannot complain of having been
  misrepresented before ME。 To tell you the truth; I think I hated you a little
  for it。〃
  〃You were quite right;〃 returned Paul。 〃I must have been insufferable!
  And   I   admit   that   I   was   slightly   piqued   against   YOU   for   the   idolatries
  showered upon you at the same moment by your friends。〃
  Usually; when two young people have reached the point of confidingly
  exchanging their first impressions of each other; some progress has been
  made   in   first   acquaintance。   But   it   did   not   strike   Paul   in   that   way;   and
  Yerba's next remark was discouraging。
  〃But I'm rather disappointed; for all that。 Colonel Pendleton tells me
  you know nothing of my family or of the secret。〃
  Paul   was   this   time   quite   prepared;   and   withstood   the   girl's   scrutiny
  calmly。 〃Do you think;〃 he asked lightly; 〃that even HE knows?〃
  〃Of course he does;〃 she returned quickly。 〃Do you suppose he would
  have taken all that trouble you have just talked about if he didn't know it?
  And feared the consequences; perhaps?〃 she added; with a slight return of
  her previous expressive manner。
  Again Paul was puzzled and irritated; he knew not why。 But he only
  said pleasantly; 〃I differ from you there。 I am afraid that such a thing as
  fear never entered into Colonel Pendleton's calculations on any subject。 I
  think   he   would   act   the   same   towards   the   highest   and   the   lowest;    the
  powerful      or   the  most    weak。〃     As   she    glanced    at  him    quickly    and
  mischievously; he added; 〃I am quite willing to believe that his knowledge
  of you made his duty pleasanter。〃
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  He    was    again    quite   sincere;    and    his  slight   sympathy      had    that
  irresistible quality of tone and look which made him so dangerous。 For he
  was struck with the pretty; soothed self…complacency that had shone in her
  face since he had spoken of Pendleton's equal disinterestedness。 It seemed;
  too; as if what he had taken for passion or petulance in her manner   had
  been only a resistance to some continual aggression of condition。 With that
  remainder held in check; a certain latent nobility was apparent; as of her
  true self。 In this moment of pleased abstraction she had drawn through the
  lattice…work of one of the windows a spray of roses clinging to the vine;
  and with   her   graceful   head   a   little   on   one side;   was softly  caressing her
  cheek with it。 She certainly was very pretty。 From the crown of her dark
  little head   to   the   narrow  rosetted   slippers   that had   been idly  tapping   the
  ground; but now seemed to press it more proudly; with arched insteps and
  small ankles; she was pleasant to look upon。
  〃But you surely have something else to think about; Miss Yerba?〃 said
  the young man; with conviction。 〃In a few months you will be of age; and
  rid of those dreadfully stupid guardians; with your〃
  The loosened rose…spray flew from her hand out of the window as she
  made   a   gesture;  half   real;  half   assumed;   of   imploring   supplication。   〃Oh;
  please;   Mr。   Hathaway;   for   Heaven's   sake   don't YOU   begin   too! You   are
  going to say that; with my wealth; my accomplishments; my beauty;   my
  friends;   what   more   can   I   want?   What   do   I   care   about   a   secret   that   can
  neither add to them nor take them away? Yes; you were! It's the regular
  thing to sayeverybody says it。 Why; I should have thought 'the youngest
  senator' could afford to have been more original。〃
  〃I plead guilty to ALL the weaknesses of humanity;〃 said Paul; warmly;
  again     beginning      to  believe    that   he   had    been    most    unjust    to   her
  independence。
  〃Well; I forgive you; because you have forgotten to say that; if I don't
  like the name of Yerba Buena; I could SO easily change that too。〃
  〃But you DO like it;〃 said Paul; touched with this first hearing of her
  name in her own musical accents; 〃or would like it if you heard yourself
  pronounce it。〃 It suddenly recurred to him; with a strange thrill of pleasure;
  that   he   himself   had   given   it   to   her。   It   was   as   if   he   had   created   some
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  musical instrument to which she had just given voice。 In his enthusiasm he
  had thrown himself on the bench beside her in an attitude that; I fear; was
  not as dignified as became his elderly office。
  〃But you don't think that is my NAME;〃 said the girl; quickly。
  〃I beg your pardon?〃 said Paul; hesitatingly。
  〃You don't think that anybody would have been so utterly idiotic as to
  call me after a ground…vinea vegetable?〃 she continued petulantly。
  〃Eh?〃 stammered Paul。
  〃A    name     that  could    be   so   easily   translated;〃    she   went    on;   half
  scornfully; 〃and when translated; was no possible title for anybody? Think
  of itMiss Good Herb! It is too ridiculous for anything。〃
  Paul was not usually wanting in self…possession in an emergency; or in
  skill   to   meet   attack。   But   he   was   so   convinced   of   the   truth   of   the   girl's
  accusation; and now recalled so vividly his own consternation on hearing
  the result of his youthful and romantic sponsorship for the first time from
  Pendleton; that he was struck with confusion。
  〃But what do you suppose it was intended for?〃 he said at last; vaguely。
  〃It   was   certainly   'Yerba   Buena'   in   the   Trust。 At   least;   I   suppose   so;〃   he
  corrected himself hurriedly。
  〃It is only a supposition;〃 she said quietly; 〃for you know it cannot be
  proved。   The   Trust   was   never   recorded;   and   the   only   copy   could   not   be
  found   among   Mr。   Hammersley's   papers。   It   is   only   part   of   the   name;   of
  which the first is lost。〃
  〃Part of the name?〃 repeated Paul; uneasily。
  〃Part   of   it。   It   is   a   corruption   of   de   la   Yerba   Buena;of   the   Yerba
  Buena;and refers to the island of Yerba Buena in the bay; and not to the
  plant。 That island was part of the property of my familythe Arguellos
  you will find it so recorded in the Spanish grants。 My name is Arguello de
  la Yerba Buena。〃
  It   is  impossible     to