第 18 节
作者:小秋      更新:2021-03-11 17:56      字数:9322
  aggravating things she says and does are assumed; out of
  retaliation; for the purpose of making me angry。 That ugly face
  is a double face; or I am much mistaken。
  To return to the dinner…table; Miss Jillgall addressed herself;
  with an air of playful penitence; to my father。
  〃Dear cousin; I hope I have not done wrong。 Helena left me all by
  myself。 When I had finished darning the curtain; I really didn't
  know what to do。 So I opened all the bedroom doors upstairs and
  looked into the rooms。 In the big room with two bedsoh; I am so
  ashamedI found this book。 Please look at the first page。〃
  My father looked at the title…page: 〃Doctor Watts's Hymns。 Well;
  Selina; what is there to be ashamed of in this?〃
  〃Oh; no! no! It's the wrong page。 Do look at the other pagethe
  one that comes first before that one。〃
  My patient father turned to the blank page。
  〃Ah;〃 he said quietly; 〃my other daughter's name is written in
  itthe daughter whom you have not seen。 Well?〃
  Miss Jillgall clasped her hands distractedly。 〃It's my ignorance
  I'm so ashamed of。 Dear cousin; forgive me; enlighten me。 I don't
  know how to pronounce your other daughter's name。 Do you call her
  Euneece?〃
  The dinner was getting cold。 I was provoked into saying: 〃No; we
  don't。〃
  She had evidently not forgiven me for leaving her by herself。
  〃Pardon me; Helena; when I want information I don't apply to you:
  I sit; as it were; at the feet of your learned father。 Dear
  cousin; is it〃
  Even my father declined to wait for his dinner any longer。
  〃Pronounce it as you like; Selina。 Here we say Euni'cewith the
  accent on the 'i' and with the final 'e' sounded: Eu…ni'…see。 Let
  me give you some soup。〃
  Miss Jillgall groaned。 〃Oh; how difficult it seems to be! Quite
  beyond my poor brains! I shall ask the dear girl's leave to call
  her Euneece。 What very strong soup! Isn't it rather a waste of
  meat? Give me a little more; please。〃
  I discovered another of Miss Jillgall's peculiarities。 Her
  appetite was enormous ; and her ways were greedy。 You heard her
  eat her soup。 She devoured the food on her plate with her eyes
  before she put it into her mouth; and she criticised our English
  cookery in the most impudent manner; under pretense of asking
  humbly how it was done。 There was; however; some temporary
  compensation for this。 We had less of her talk while she was
  eating her dinner。
  With the removal of the cloth; she recovered the use of her
  tongue; and she hit on the one subject of all others which proves
  to be the sorest trial to my father's patience。
  〃And now; dear cousin; let us talk of your other daughter; our
  absent Euneece。 I do so long to see her。 When is she coming
  back?〃
  〃In a few days more。〃
  〃How glad I am! And do tell mewhich is she? Your oldest girl or
  your youngest?〃
  〃Neither the one nor the other; Selina。〃
  〃Oh; my head! my head! This is even worse than the accent on the
  'i' and the final 'e。' Stop! I am cleverer than I thought I was。
  You mean that the girls are twins。 Are they both so exactly like
  each other that I shan't know which is which? What fun!〃
  When the subject of our ages was unluckily started at Mrs。
  Staveley's; I had slipped out of the difficulty easily by
  assuming the character of the eldest sisteran example of ready
  tact which my dear stupid Eunice doesn't understand。 In my
  father's presence; it is needless to say that I kept silence; and
  left it to him。 I was sorry to be obliged to do this。 Owing to
  his sad state of health; he is easily irritatedespecially by
  inquisitive strangers。
  〃I must leave you;〃 he answered; without taking the slightest
  notice of what Miss Jillgall had said to him。 〃My work is waiting
  for me。〃
  She stopped him on his way to the door。 〃Oh; tell mecan't I
  help you?〃
  〃Thank you; no。〃
  〃Wellbut tell me one thing。 Am I right about the twins?〃
  〃You are wrong。〃
  Miss Jillgall's demonstrative hands flew up into the air again;
  and expressed the climax of astonishment by quivering over her
  head。 〃This is positively maddening;〃 she declared。 〃What does it
  mean?〃
  〃Take my advice; cousin。 Don't attempt to find out what it
  means。〃
  He left the room。 Miss Jillgall appealed to me。 I imitated my
  father's wise brevity of expression: 〃Sorry to disappoint you;
  Selina; I know no more about it than you do。 Come upstairs。〃
  Every step of the way up to the drawing…room was marked by a
  protest or an inquiry。 Did I expect her to believe that I
  couldn't say which of us was the elder of the two? that I didn't
  really know what my father's motive was for this extraordinary
  mystification? that my sister and I had submitted to be robbed;
  as it were; of our own ages; and had not insisted on discovering
  which of us had come into the world first? that our friends had
  not put an end to this sort of thing by comparing us personally;
  and discovering which was the elder sister by investigation of
  our faces? To all this I replied: First; that I did certainly
  expect her to believe whatever I might say: Secondly; that what
  she was pleased to call the 〃mystification〃 had begun when we
  were both children; that habit had made it familiar to us in the
  course of years; and above all; that we were too fond of our good
  father to ask for explanations which we knew by experience would
  distress him: Thirdly; that friends did try to discover; by
  personal examination; which was the elder sister; and differed
  perpetually in their conclusions; also that we had amused
  ourselves by trying the same experiment before our
  looking…glasses; and that Eunice thought Helena was the oldest;
  and Helena thought Eunice was the oldest: Fourthly (and finally);
  that the Reverend Mr。 Gracedieu's cousin had better drop the
  subject; unless she was bent on making her presence in the house
  unendurable to the Reverend Mr。 Gracedieu himself。
  I write it with a sense of humiliation; Miss Jillgall listened
  attentively to all I had to sayand then took me completely by
  surprise。 This inquisitive; meddlesome; restless; impudent woman
  suddenly transformed herself into a perfect model of amiability
  and decorum。 She actually said she agreed with me; and was much
  obliged for my good advice!
  A stupid young woman; in my place; would have discovered that
  this was not natural; and that Miss Jillgall was presenting
  herself to me in disguise; to reach some secret end of her own。 I
  am not a stupid young woman; I ought to have had at my service
  penetration enough to see through and through Cousin Selina。
  Well! Cousin Selina was an impenetrable mystery to me。
  The one thing to be done was to watch her。 I was at least sly
  enough to take up a book; and pretend to be reading it。 How
  contemptible!
  She looked round the room; and discovered our pretty
  writing…table; a present to my father from his congregation。
  After a little consideration; she sat down to write a letter。
  〃When does the post go out?〃 she asked。
  I mentioned the hour; and she began her letter。 Before she could
  have written more than the first two or three lines; she turned
  round on her seat; and began talking to me。
  〃Do you like writing letters; my dear?〃
  〃Yesbut then I have not many letters to write。〃
  〃Only a few friends; Helena; but those few worthy to be loved? My
  own case exactly。 Has your father told you of my troubles? Ah; I
  am glad of that。 It spares me the sad necessity of confessing
  what I have suffered。 Oh; how good my friends; my new friends;
  were to me in that dull little Belgian town! One of them was
  generosity personifiedah; she had suffered; too! A vile husband
  who had deceived and deserted her。 Oh; the men! When she heard of
  the loss of my little fortune; that noble creature got up a
  subscription for me; and went round herself to collect。 Think of
  what I owe to her! Ought I to let another day pass without
  writing to my benefactress? Am I not bound in gratitude to make
  her happy in the knowledge of _my_ happinessI mean the refuge
  opened to me in this hospitable house?〃
  She twisted herself back again to the writing…table; and went on
  with her letter。
  I have not attempted to conceal my stupidity。 Let me now record a
  partial recovery of my intelligence。
  It was not to be denied that Miss Jillgall had discovered a good
  reason for writing to her friend; but I was at a loss to
  understand why she should have been so anxious to mention the
  reason。 Was it possibleafter the talk which had passed between
  usthat she had something mischievous to say in her letter;
  relating to my father or to me? Was she afraid I might suspect
  this? And had she been so communicative for the purpose of
  leading my suspicions astray? These were vague guesses; but; try
  as I might; I could arrive at no clearer view of what was passing
  in Miss Jillgall's mind。 What would I not have given to be able
  to look over her shoulder; without discovery!
  She finished her letter; and put the address; and closed the
  envelope。 Then she turned round toward me again。
  〃Have you got a foreign postage stamp; dear?〃
  If I could look at nothing else; I was resolved to look at her
  envelope。 It was only necessary to go to the study; and to apply
  to my father。 I returned with the foreign stamp; and I stuck it
  on the env