第 11 节
作者:击水三千      更新:2021-02-19 01:13      字数:9322
  fairly good form。〃
  〃There has been a change for the worse; very sudden and rapid; and
  when the Doctor got here he found diphtheritic symptoms。  He ought to
  have been called; as I knew; in the morning; and the child oughtn't
  to have been brought into the garden。〃
  〃My dear lady; he was very happy there;〃 I protested with horror。
  〃He would be very happy anywhere。  I've no doubt he's very happy now;
  with his poor little temperature!〃  She dropped her voice as her
  brother came in; and Mark let us know that as a matter of course Mrs。
  Ambient wouldn't appear。  It was true the boy had developed
  diphtheritic symptoms; but he was quiet for the present and his
  mother earnestly watching him。  She was a perfect nurse; Mark said;
  and Mackintosh would come back at ten。  Our dinner wasn't very gay
  with my host worried and absent; and his sister annoyed me by her
  constant tacit assumption; conveyed in the very way she nibbled her
  bread and sipped her wine; of having 〃told me so。〃  I had had no
  disposition to deny anything she might have told me; and I couldn't
  see that her satisfaction in being justified by the event relieved
  her little nephew's condition。  The truth is that; as the sequel was
  to prove; Miss Ambient had some of the qualities of the sibyl and had
  therefore perhaps a right to the sibylline contortions。  Her brother
  was so preoccupied that I felt my presence an indiscretion and was
  sorry I had promised to remain over the morrow。  I put it to Mark
  that clearly I had best leave them in the morning; to which he
  replied that; on the contrary; if he was to pass the next days in the
  fidgets my company would distract his attention。  The fidgets had
  already begun for him; poor fellow; and as we sat in his study with
  our cigars after dinner he wandered to the door whenever he heard the
  sound of the Doctor's wheels。  Miss Ambient; who shared this
  apartment with us; gave me at such moments significant glances; she
  had before rejoining us gone upstairs to ask about the child。  His
  mother and his nurse gave a fair report; but Miss Ambient found his
  fever high and his symptoms very grave。  The Doctor came at ten
  o'clock; and I went to bed after hearing from Mark that he saw no
  present cause for alarm。  He had made every provision for the night
  and was to return early in the morning。
  I quitted my room as eight struck the next day and when I came
  downstairs saw; through the open door of the house; Mrs。 Ambient
  standing at the front gate of the grounds in colloquy with
  Mackintosh。  She wore a white dressing…gown; but her shining hair was
  carefully tucked away in its net; and in the morning freshness; after
  a night of watching; she looked as much 〃the type of the lady〃 as her
  sister…in…law had described her。  Her appearance; I suppose; ought to
  have reassured me; but I was still nervous and uneasy; so that I
  shrank from meeting her with the necessary challenge。  None the less;
  however; was I impatient to learn how the new day found him; and as
  Mrs。 Ambient hadn't seen me I passed into the grounds by a roundabout
  way and; stopping at a further gate; hailed the Doctor just as he was
  driving off。  Mrs。 Ambient had returned to the house before he got
  into his cart。
  〃Pardon me; but as a friend of the family I should like very much to
  hear about the little boy。〃
  The stout sharp circumspect man looked at me from head to foot and
  then said:  〃I'm sorry to say I haven't seen him。〃
  〃Haven't seen him?〃
  〃Mrs。 Ambient came down to meet me as I alighted; and told me he was
  sleeping so soundly; after a restless night; that she didn't wish him
  disturbed。  I assured her I wouldn't disturb him; but she said he was
  quite safe now and she could look after him herself。〃
  〃Thank you very much。  Are you coming back?〃
  〃No; sir; I'll be hanged if I come back!〃 cried the honest
  practitioner in high resentment。  And the horse started as he settled
  beside his man。
  I wandered back into the garden; and five minutes later Miss Ambient
  came forth from the house to greet me。  She explained that breakfast
  wouldn't be served for some time and that she desired a moment
  herself with the Doctor。  I let her know that the good vexed man had
  come and departed; and I repeated to her what he had told me about
  his dismissal。  This made Miss Ambient very serious; very serious
  indeed; and she sank into a bench; with dilated eyes; hugging her
  elbows with crossed arms。  She indulged in many strange signs; she
  confessed herself immensely distressed; and she finally told me what
  her own last news of her nephew had been。  She had sat up very late
  after me; after Markand before going to bed had knocked at the door
  of the child's room; opened to her by the nurse。  This good woman had
  admitted her and she had found him quiet; but flushed and
  〃unnatural;〃 with his mother sitting by his bed。  〃She held his hand
  in one of hers;〃 said Miss Ambient; 〃and in the otherwhat do you
  think?the proof…sheets of Mark's new book!〃  She was reading them
  there intently:  〃did you ever hear of anything so extraordinary?
  Such a very odd time to be reading an author whom she never could
  abide!〃  In her agitation Miss Ambient was guilty of this vulgarism
  of speech; and I was so impressed by her narrative that only in
  recalling her words later did I notice the lapse。  Mrs。 Ambient had
  looked up from her reading with her finger on her lipsI recognised
  the gesture she had addressed me in the afternoonand; though the
  nurse was about to go to rest; had not encouraged her sister…in…law
  to relieve her of any part of her vigil。  But certainly at that time
  the boy's state was far from reassuringhis poor little breathing so
  painful; and what change could have taken place in him in those few
  hours that would justify Beatrice in denying Mackintosh access?  This
  was the moral of Miss Ambient's anecdote; the moral for herself at
  least。  The moral for me; rather; was that it WAS a very singular
  time for Mrs。 Ambient to be going into a novelist she had never
  appreciated and who had simply happened to be recommended to her by a
  young American she disliked。  I thought of her sitting there in the
  sick…chamber in the still hours of the night and after the nurse had
  left her; turning and turning those pages of genius and wrestling
  with their magical influence。
  I must be sparing of the minor facts and the later emotions of this
  sojournit lasted but a few hours longerand devote but three words
  to my subsequent relations with Ambient。  They lasted five years
  till his deathand were full of interest; of satisfaction and; I may
  add; of sadness。  The main thing to be said of these years is that I
  had a secret from him which I guarded to the end。  I believe he never
  suspected it; though of this I'm not absolutely sure。  If he had so
  much as an inkling the line he had taken; the line of absolute
  negation of the matter to himself; shows an immense effort of the
  will。  I may at last lay bare my secret; giving it for what it is
  worth; now that the main sufferer has gone; that he has begun to be
  alluded to as one of the famous early dead and that his wife has
  ceased to survive him; now; too; that Miss Ambient; whom I also saw
  at intervals during the time that followed; has; with her
  embroideries and her attitudes; her necromantic glances and strange
  intuitions; retired to a Sisterhood; where; as I am told; she is
  deeply immured and quite lost to the world。
  Mark came in to breakfast after this lady and I had for some time
  been seated there。  He shook hands with me in silence; kissed my
  companion; opened his letters and newspapers and pretended to drink
  his coffee。  But I took these movements for mechanical and was little
  surprised when he suddenly pushed away everything that was before him
  and; with his head in his hands and his elbows on the table; sat
  staring strangely at the cloth。
  〃What's the matter; caro fratello mio?〃 Miss Ambient quavered;
  peeping from behind the urn。
  He answered nothing; but got up with a certain violence and strode to
  the window。  We rose to our feet; his relative and I; by a common
  impulse; exchanging a glance of some alarm; and he continued to stare
  into the garden。  〃In heaven's name what has got possession of
  Beatrice?〃 he cried at last; turning round on us a ravaged face。  He
  looked from one of us to the otherthe appeal was addressed to us
  alike。
  Miss Ambient gave a shrug。  〃My poor Mark; Beatrice is always
  Beatrice!〃
  〃She has locked herself up with the boybolted and barred the door。
  She refuses to let me come near him!〃 he went on。
  〃She refused to let Mackintosh see him an hour ago!〃 Miss Ambient
  promptly returned。
  〃Refused to let Mackintosh see him?  By heaven I'll smash in the
  door!〃  And Mark brought his fist down upon the sideboard; which he
  had now approached; so that all the breakfast…service rang。
  I begged Miss Ambient to go up and try to have speech of her sister…
  in…law; and I drew Mark out into the garden。  〃You're exceedingly
  nervous; and Mrs。 Ambient's probably right;〃 I there undertook to
  plead。  〃Women know; women should be supreme in such a situation。
  Trust a mothera devoted mother; my dear friend!〃  With such words
  as these I tried to soo