第 67 节
作者:散发弄舟      更新:2021-02-21 16:20      字数:9322
  comfort her。  Perhaps it was betterhow could he comfort her?  Some
  kinds of comfortthe only kinds which poor mortals sometimes have
  to giveare like the food on which the patient and the disease live
  together; and some griefs are soonest got rid of by letting them
  burn out。  All the fire…engines in creation can only prolong the
  time; and increase the sense of burning。  There is but one cure: the
  fellow…feeling of the human God; which converts the agony itself
  into the creative fire of a higher life。
  As for Von Funkelstein; Hugh comforted himself with the conviction
  that they were destined to meet again。
  The day went on; as days will go; unstayed; unhastened by the human
  souls; through which they glide silent and awful。  After such
  lessons as he was able to get through with Harry;who; feeling that
  his tutor did not want him; left the room as soon as they were
  overhe threw himself on the couch; and tried to think。  But think
  he could not。  Thoughts passed through him; but he did not think
  them。  He was powerless in regard to them。  They came and went of
  their own will: he could neither say come nor go。  Tired at length
  of the couch; he got up and paced about the room for hours。  When he
  came to himself a little; he found that the sun was nearly setting。
  Through the top of a beech…tree taller than the rest; it sent a
  golden light; full of the floating shadows of leaves and branches;
  upon the wall of his room。  But there was no beauty for him in the
  going down of the sun; no glory in the golden light; no message from
  dream…land in the flitting and blending and parting; the constantly
  dissolving yet ever remaining play of the lovely and wonderful
  shadow…leaves。  The sun sank below the beech…top; and was hidden
  behind a cloud of green leaves; thick as the wood was deep。  A grey
  light instead of a golden filled the room。  The change had no
  interest for him。  The pain of a lost passion tormented himthe
  aching that came of the falling together of the ethereal walls of
  his soul; about the space where there had been and where there was
  no longer a world。
  A young bird flew against the window; and fluttered its wings two or
  three times; vainly seeking to overcome the unseen obstacle which
  the glass presented to its flight。  Hugh started and shuddered。
  Then first he knew; in the influence of the signs of the
  approaching darkness; how much his nerves had suffered from the
  change that had passed。  He took refuge with Harry。  His pupil was
  now to be his consoler; who in his turn would fare henceforth the
  better; for the decay of Hugh's pleasures。  The poor boy was filled
  with delight at having his big brother all to himself again; and
  worked harder than ever to make the best of his privileges。  For
  Hugh; it was wonderful how soon his peace of mind began to return
  after he gave himself to his duty; and how soon the clouds of
  disappointment descended below the far horizon; leaving the air
  clear above and around。  Painful thoughts about Euphra would still
  present themselves; but instead of becoming more gentle and
  sorrowful as the days went on; they grew more and more severe and
  unjust and angry。  He even entertained doubts whether she did not
  know all about the theft of both rings; for to her only had he
  discovered the secret place in the old desk。  If she was capable of
  what he believed; why should she not be capable of anything else?
  It seemed to him most simple and credible。  An impure woman might
  just as well be a thief too。I am only describing Hugh's feelings。
  But along with these feelings and thoughts; of mingled good and bad;
  came one feeling which he needed more than anyrepentance。  Seated
  alone upon a fallen tree one day; the face of poor Harry came back
  to him; as he saw it first; poring over Polexander in the library;
  and; full of the joy of life himself; notwithstanding his past
  troubles; strong as a sunrise; and hopeful as a Prometheus; the
  quivering perplexity of that sickly little face smote him with a
  pang。 〃What might I not have done for the boy!  He; too; was in the
  hands of the enchantress; and; instead of freeing him; I became her
  slave to enchain him further。〃  Yet; even in this; he did Euphra
  injustice; for he had come to the conclusion that she had laid her
  plans with the intention of keeping the boy a dwarf; by giving him
  only food for babes; and not good food either; withholding from him
  every stimulus to mental digestion and consequent hunger; and that
  she had objects of her own in doing soone perhaps; to keep herself
  necessary to the boy as she was to the father; and so secure the
  future。  But poor Euphra's own nature and true education had been
  sadly neglected。  A fine knowledge of music and Italian; and the
  development of a sensuous sympathy with nature; could hardly be
  called education。  It was not certainly such a development of her
  own nature as would enable her to sympathise with the necessities of
  a boy's nature。  Perhaps the worst that could justly be said of her
  behaviour to Harry was; that; with a strong inclination to
  despotism; and some feeling of loneliness; she had exercised the one
  upon him in order to alleviate the other in herself。  Upon him;
  therefore; she expended a certain; or rather an uncertain kind of
  affection; which; if it might have been more fittingly spent upon a
  lapdog; and was worth but little; might yet have become worth
  everything; had she been moderately good。
  Hugh did not see Euphra again for more than a fortnight。
  CHAPTER XXX。
  CHANGES。
  Hey; and the rue grows bonny wi' thyme!
  And the thyme it is withered; and rue is in prime。
  Refrain of an old Scotch song; altered by BURNS。
  He hath wronged me; indeed he hath;at a word; he hath;believe
  me; Robert Shallow; Esquire; saith he is wronged。
  Merry Wives of Windsor。
  At length; one evening; entering the drawing…room before dinner;
  Hugh found Euphra there alone。  He bowed with embarrassment; and
  uttered some commonplace congratulation on her recovery。  She
  answered him gently and coldly。  Her whole air and appearance were
  signs of acute suffering。  She did not make the slightest approach
  to their former familiarity; but she spoke without any
  embarrassment; like one who had given herself up; and was;
  therefore; indifferent。  Hugh could not help feeling as if she knew
  every thought that was passing in his mind; and; having withdrawn
  herself from him; was watching him with a cold; ghostly interest。
  She took his arm to go into the dining…room; and actually leaned
  upon it; as; indeed; she was compelled to do。  Her uncle was
  delighted to see her once more。  Mrs。 Elton addressed her with
  kindness; and Lady Emily with sweet cordiality。  She herself seemed
  to care for nobody and nothing。  As soon as dinner was over; she
  sent for her maid; and withdrew to her own room。  It was a great
  relief to Hugh to feel that he was no longer in danger of
  encountering her eyes。
  Gradually she recovered strength; though it was again some days
  before she appeared at the dinner…table。  The distance between Hugh
  and her seemed to increase instead of diminish; till at length he
  scarcely dared to offer her the smallest civility; lest she should
  despise him as a hypocrite。  The further she removed herself from
  him; the more he felt inclined to respect her。  By common consent
  they avoided; as much as before; any behaviour that might attract
  attention; though the effort was of a very different nature now。  It
  was wretched enough; no doubt; for both of them。
  The time drew near for Lady Emily's departure。
  〃What are your plans for the winter; Mrs。 Elton?〃 said Mr。 Arnold;
  one day。
  〃I intend spending the winter in London;〃 she answered。
  〃Then you are not going with Lady Emily to Madeira?〃
  〃No。 Her father and one of her sisters are going with her。〃
  〃I have a great mind to spend the winter abroad myself; but the
  difficulty is what to do with Harry。〃
  〃Could you not leave him with Mr。 Sutherland?〃
  〃No。 I do not choose to do that。〃
  〃Then let him come to me。  I shall have all my little establishment
  up; and there will be plenty of room for Harry。〃
  〃A very kind offer。  I may possibly avail myself of it。〃
  〃I fear we could hardly accommodate his tutor; though。  But that
  will be very easily arranged。  He could sleep out of the house;
  could he not?〃
  〃Give yourself no trouble about that。  I wish Harry to have masters
  for the various branches he will study。  It will teach him more of
  men and the world generally; and prevent his being too much
  influenced by one style of thinking。〃
  〃But Mr。 Sutherland is a very good tutor。〃
  〃Yes。 Very。〃
  To this there could be no reply but a question; and Mr。 Arnold's
  manner not inviting one; the conversation was dropped。
  Euphra gradually resumed her duties in the house; as far as great
  lameness would permit。  She continued to show a quiet and dignified
  reserve towards Hugh。 She made no attempts to fascinate him; and
  never avoided his look when it chanced to meet hers。  But although
  there was no reproach any more than fascination in her eyes; Hugh's
  always fell before hers。  She walked softly like Ahab; as if; now
  that Hugh knew; she; too; was ever conscious。
  He