第 54 节
作者:小秋      更新:2021-03-11 17:56      字数:9322
  with agricultural pursuits; nor did I hear him grumble about the
  weather and the crops。 It was pleasant to see that his wife was
  proud of him; and that he was; what all fathers ought to be; his
  children's best and dearest friend。 Why do I dwell on these
  details; relating to a man whom I was not destined to see again?
  Only because I had reason to feel grateful to him。 When my
  spirits were depressed by anxiety; he made my mind easy about
  Eunice; as long as she remained in his house。
  The social arrangements; when our meal was over; fell of
  themselves into the right train。
  Miss Jillgall went upstairs; with the mother and the children; to
  see the nursery and the bedrooms。 Mrs。 Tenbruggen discovered a
  bond of union between the farmer and herself; they were both
  skilled players at backgammon; and they sat down to try
  conclusions at their favorite game。 Without any wearisome
  necessity for excuses or stratagems; Eunice took my arm and led
  me to the welcome retirement of her own sitting…room。
  I could honestly congratulate her; when I heard that she was
  established at the farm as a member of the family。 While she was
  governess to the children; she was safe from dangers that might
  have threatened her; if she had been compelled by circumstances
  to return to the Minister's house。
  The entry in her Journal; which she was anxious that I should
  read; was placed before me next。
  I followed the poor child's account of the fearful night that she
  had passed; with an interest that held me breathless to the end。
  A terrible dream; which had impressed a sense of its reality on
  the sleeper by reaching its climax in somnambulismthis was the
  obvious explanation; no doubt; and a rational mind would not
  hesitate to accept it。 But a rational mind is not a universal
  gift; even in a country which prides itself on the idol…worship
  of Fact。 Those good friends who are always better acquainted with
  our faults; failings; and weaknesses than we can pretend to be
  ourselves; had long since discovered that my nature was
  superstitious; and my imagination likely to mislead me in the
  presence of events which encouraged it。 Well! I was weak enough
  to recoil from the purely rational view of all that Eunice had
  suffered; and heard; and seen; on the fateful night recorded in
  her Journal。 Good and Evil walk the ways of this unintelligible
  world; on the same free conditions。 If we cling; as many of us
  do; to the comforting belief that departed spirits can minister
  to earthly creatures for goodcan be felt moving in us; in a
  train of thought; and seen as visible manifestations; in a
  dreamwith what pretense of reason can we deny that the same
  freedom of supernatural influence which is conceded to the
  departed spirit; working for good; is also permitted to the
  departed spirit; working for evil? If the grave cannot wholly
  part mother and child; when the mother's life has been good; does
  eternal annihilation separate them; when the mother's life has
  been wicked? No! If the departed spirit can bring with it a
  blessing; the departed spirit can bring with it a curse。 I dared
  not confess to Eunice that the influence of her murderess…mother
  might; as I thought possible; have been supernaturally present
  when she heard temptation whispering in her ear; but I dared not
  deny it to myself。 All that I could say to satisfy and sustain
  her; I did say。 And when I declaredwith my whole heart
  declaredthat the noble passion which had elevated her whole
  being; and had triumphed over the sorest trials that desertion
  could inflict; would still triumph to the end; I saw hope; in
  that brave and true heart; showing its bright promise for the
  future in Eunice's eyes。
  She closed and locked her Journal。 By common consent we sought
  the relief of changing the subject。 Eunice asked me if it was
  really necessary that I should return to London。
  I shrank from telling her that I could be of no further use to
  her father; while he regarded me with an enmity which I had not
  deserved。 But I saw no reason for concealing that it was my
  purpose to see Philip Dunboyne。
  〃You told me  yesterday;〃 I reminded her; 〃that I was to say you
  had forgiven him。 Do you still wish me to do that?〃
  〃Indeed I do!〃
  〃Have you thought of it seriously? Are you sure of not having
  been hurried by a generous impulse into saying more than you
  mean?〃
  〃I have been thinking of it;〃 she said; 〃through the wakeful
  hours of last nightand many things are plain to me; which I was
  not sure of in the time when I was so happy。 He has caused me the
  bitterest sorrow of my life; but he can't undo the good that I
  owe to him。 He has made a better girl of me; in the time when his
  love was mine。 I don't forget that。 Miserably as it has ended; I
  don't forget that。〃
  Her voice trembled; the tears rose in her eyes。 It was impossible
  for me to conceal the distress that I felt。 The noble creature
  saw it。 〃No;〃 she said faintly; 〃I am not going to cry。 Don't
  look so sorry for me。〃 Her hand pressed my hand gently_she_
  pitied _me。_ When I saw how she struggled to control herself; and
  did control herself; I declare to God I could have gone down on
  my knees before her。
  She asked to be allowed to speak of Philip again; and for the
  last time。
  〃When you meet with him in London; he may perhaps ask if you have
  seen Eunice。〃
  〃My child! he is sure to ask。〃
  〃Break it to him gentlybut don't let him deceive himself。 In
  this world; he must never hope to see me again。〃
  I triedvery gentlyto remonstrate。 〃At your age; and at his
  age;〃 I said; 〃surely there is hope?〃
  〃There is no hope。〃 She pressed her hand on her heart。 〃I know
  it; I feel it; here。〃
  〃Oh; Eunice; it's hard for me to say that!〃
  〃I will try to make it easier for you。 Say that I have forgiven
  himand say no more。〃
  CHAPTER XLIX。
  THE GOVERNOR ON HIS GUARD。
  AFTER leaving Eunice; my one desire was to be alone。 I had much
  to think of; and I wanted an opportunity of recovering myself。 On
  my way out of the house; in search of the first solitary place
  that I could discover; I passed the room in which we had dined。
  The door was ajar。 Before I could get by it; Mrs。 Tenbruggen
  stepped out and stopped me。
  〃Will you come in here for a moment?〃 she said。 〃The farmer has
  been called away; and I want to speak to you。〃
  Very unwillinglybut how could I have refused without giving
  offense?I entered the room。
  〃When you noticed my keeping my name from you;〃 Mrs。 Tenbruggen
  began; 〃while Selina was with us; you placed me in an awkward
  position。 Our little friend is an excellent creature; but her
  tongue runs away with her sometimes; I am obliged to be careful
  of taking her too readily into my confidence。 For instance; I
  have never told her what my name was before I married。 Won't you
  sit down?〃
  I had purposely remained standing as a hint to her not to prolong
  the interview。 The hint was thrown away; I took a chair。
  〃Selina's letters had informed me;〃 she resumed; 〃that Mr。
  Gracedieu was a nervous invalid。 When I came to England; I had
  hoped to try what Massage might do to relieve him。 The cure of
  their popular preacher might have advertised me through the whole
  of the Congregational sect。 It was essential to my success that I
  should present myself as a stranger。 I could trust time and
  change; and my married name (certainly not known to Mr。
  Gracedieu) to keep up my incognito。 He would have refused to see
  me if he had known that I was once Miss Chance。〃
  I began to be interested。
  Here was an opportunity; perhaps; of discovering what the
  Minister had failed to remember when he had been speaking of this
  woman; and when I had asked if he had ever offended her。 I was
  especially careful in making my inquiries。
  〃I remember how you spoke to Mr。 Gracedieu;〃 I said; 〃when you
  and he met; long ago; in my rooms。 But surely you don't think him
  capable of vindictively remembering some thoughtless words; which
  escaped you sixteen or seventeen years since?〃
  〃I am not quite such a fool as that; Mr。 Governor。 What I was
  thinking of was an unpleasant correspondence between the Minister
  and myself。 Before I was so unfortunate as to meet with Mr。
  Tenbruggen; I obtained a chance of employment in a public
  Institution; on condition that I included a clergyman among my
  references。 Knowing nobody else whom I could apply to; I rashly
  wrote to Mr。 Gracedieu; and received one of those cold and cruel
  refusals which only the strictest religious principle can
  produce。 I was mortally offended at the time; and if your friend
  the Minister had been within my reach〃 She paused; and finished
  the sentence by a significant gesture。
  〃Well;〃 I said; 〃he is within your reach now。〃
  〃And out of his mind;〃 she added。 〃Besides; one's sense of injury
  doesn't last (except in novels and plays) through a series of
  years。 I don't pity himand if an opportunity of shaking his
  high position among his admiring congregation presented itself; I
  daresay I might make a mischievous return for his letter to me。
  In the meanwhile; we may drop the subject。 I suppose you
  understand; now; why I concealed my name from you; and why I kept
  out of the house while you were in it。〃
  It was plain enough; of