第 8 节
作者:
大刀阔斧 更新:2021-04-30 15:53 字数:1297
somewhere there is release and forgetfulness; somewhere there
is a grave and peace; be patient; it will not be long。〃
They lived yet two years; in mental night; always brooding;
steeped in vague regrets and melancholy dreams; never speaking;
then release came to both on the same day。
Toward the end the darkness lifted from Sally's ruined mind
for a moment; and he said:
〃Vast wealth; acquired by sudden and unwholesome means; is a snare。
It did us no good; transient were its feverish pleasures;
yet for its sake we threw away our sweet and simple and happy life
let others take warning by us。〃
He lay silent awhile; with closed eyes; then as the chill of death
crept upward toward his heart; and consciousness was fading from
his brain; he muttered:
〃Money had brought him misery; and he took his revenge upon us;
who had done him no harm。 He had his desire: with base and cunning
calculation he left us but thirty thousand; knowing we would try
to increase it; and ruin our life and break our hearts。 Without added
expense he could have left us far above desire of increase; far above
the temptation to speculate; and a kinder soul would have done it;
but in him was no generous spirit; no pity; no〃