poor miss finch-第10部分

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He　stood　on　the　spot　where　she　had　left　him；　watching　her　as　she　receded
in　the　distance。　His　manner　towards　her；　in　the　house　and　out　of　the
house；　had　exhibited；　it　is　only　fair　to　say；　the　utmost　consideration
and　respect。　Whatever　shyness　there　had　been　between　them；　was　shyness
entirely　on　his　side。　I　had　a　short　stuff　dress　on；　which　made　no　noise
over　the　grass。　I　skirted　the　wall　of　the　enclosure；　and　approached　him
unsuspected；　from　behind。　〃The　charming　creature！〃　he　said　to　himself；
still　following　her　with　his　eyes。　As　the　words　passed　his　lips；　I　struck
him　smartly　on　the　shoulder　with　my　parasol。

〃Mr。　Dubourg；〃　I　said；　〃I　am　waiting　to　hear　the　truth。〃

He　started　violentlyand　confronted　me　in　speechless　dismay；　his　color
coming　and　going　like　the　color　of　a　young　girl。　Anybody　who　understands
women　will　understand　that　this　behavior　on　his　part；　far　from　softening
me　towards　him；　only　encouraged　me　to　bully　him。

〃In　your　present　position　in　this　place；　sir；〃　I　went　on；　〃do　you　think
it　honorable　conduct　on　your　part　to　decoy　a　young　lady；　to　whom　you　are
a　perfect　stranger；　into　your　housea　young　lady　who　claims；　in　right　of
her　sad　affliction；　even　more　than　the　usual　forbearance　and　respect
which　a　gentleman　owes　to　her　sex？〃

His　shifting　color　settled；　for　the　time；　into　an　angry　red。

〃You　are　doing　me　a　great　injustice；　ma'am；〃　he　answered。　〃It　is　a　shame
to　say　that　I　have　failed　in　respect　to　the　young　lady！　I　feel　the
sincerest　admiration　and　compassion　for　her。　Circumstances　justify　me　in
what　I　have　done；　I　could　not　have　acted　otherwise。　I　refer　you　to　the
young　lady　herself。〃

His　voice　rose　higher　and　higherhe　was　thoroughly　offended　with　me。
Need　I　add　（seeing　the　prospect　not　far　off　of　_his_　bullying　_me_）；　that
I　unblushingly　shifted　my　ground；　and　tried　a　little　civility　next？

〃If　I　have　done　you　an　injustice；　sir；　I　ask　your　pardon；〃　I　answered。
〃Having　said　so　much；　I　have　only　to　add　that　I　shall　be　satisfied　if　I
hear　what　the　circumstances　are；　from　yourself。〃

This　soothed　his　offended　dignity。　His　gentler　manner　began　to　show
itself　again。

〃The　truth　is；〃　he　said；　〃that　I　owe　my　introduction　to　the　young　lady　to
an　ill…tempered　little　dog　belonging　to　the　people　at　the　inn。　The　dog
had　followed　the　person　here　who　attends　on　me：　and　it　startled　the　lady
by　flying　out　and　barking　at　her　as　she　passed　this　house。　After　I　had
driven　away　the　dog；　I　begged　her　to　come　in　and　sit　down　until　she　had
recovered　herself。　Am　I　to　blame　for　doing　that？　I　don't　deny　that　I　felt
the　deepest　interest　in　her　and　that　I　did　my　best　to　amuse　her；　while
she　honored　me　by　remaining　in　my　house。　May　I　ask　if　I　have　satisfied
you？〃

With　the　best　will　in　the　world　to　maintain　my　unfavorable　opinion　of
him；　I　was；　by　this　time；　fairly　forced　to　acknowledge　to　myself　that　the
opinion　was　wrong。　His　explanation　was；　in　tone　and　manner　as　well　as　in
language；　the　explanation　of　a　gentleman。

And；　besidesthough　he　was　a　little　too　effeminate　for　my　tastehe
really　was　such　a　handsome　young　man！　His　hair　was　of　a　fine　bright
chestnut　color；　with　a　natural　curl　in　it。　His　eyes　were　of　the　lightest
brown　I　had　ever　seenwith　a　singularly　winning　gentle　modest　expression
in　them。　As　for　his　complexionso　creamy　and　spotless　and　fairhe　had
no　right　to　it：　it　ought　to　have　been　a　woman's　complexion；　or　at　least　a
boy's。　He　looked　indeed　more　like　a　boy　than　a　man：　his　smooth　face　was
quite　uncovered；　either　by　beard；　whisker；　or　mustache。　If　he　had　asked
me；　I　should　have　guessed　him　（though　he　was　really　three　years　older）　to
have　been　younger　than　Lucilla。

〃Our　acquaintance　has　begun　rather　oddly；　sir；〃　I　said。　〃You　spoke
strangely　to　me　last　night；　and　I　have　spoken　hastily　to　you　this
morning。　Accept　my　excusesand　let　us　try　if　we　can't　do　each　other
justice　in　the　end。　I　have　something　more　to　say　to　you　before　we　part。
Will　you　think　me　a　very　extraordinary　woman；　if　I　suggest　that　you　may
as　well　invite　_me_　next；　to　take　a　chair　in　your　house？〃

He　laughed　with　the　pleasantest　good　temper；　and　led　the　way　in。

We　entered　the　room　in　which　he　had　received　Lucilla；　and　sat　down
together　on　the　two　chairs　near　the　windowwith　this　differencethat　I
contrived　to　possess　myself　of　the　seat　which　he　had　occupied；　and　so　to
place　him　with　his　face　to　the　light。

〃Mr。　Dubourg；〃　I　began；　〃you　will　already　have　guessed　that　I　overheard
what　Miss　Finch　said　to　you　at　parting？〃

He　bowed；　in　silent　acknowledgment　that　it　was　soand　began　to　toy
nervously　with　the　gold　vase　which　Lucilla　had　left　on　the　table。

〃What　do　you　propose　to　do？〃　I　went　on。　〃You　have　spoken　of　the　interest
you　feel　in　my　young　friend。　If　it　is　a　true　interest；　it　will　lead　you
to　merit　her　good　opinion　by　complying　with　her　request。　Tell　me　plainly；
if　you　please。　Will　you　come　and　see　us；　in　the　character　of　a　gentleman
who　has　satisfied　two　ladies　that　they　can　receive　him　as　a　neighbor　and
a　friend？　Or　will　you　oblige　me　to　warn　the　rector　of　Dimchurch　that　his
daughter　is　in　danger　of　permitting　a　doubtful　character　to　force　his
acquaintance　on　her？〃

He　put　the　vase　back　on　the　table；　and　turned　deadly　pale。

〃If　you　knew　what　I　have　suffered；〃　he　said；　〃if　you　had　gone　through
what　I　have　been　compelled　to　endure〃　His　voice　failed　him；　his　soft
brown　eyes　moistened；　his　head　drooped。　He　said　no　more。

In　common　with　all　women；　I　like　a　man　to　_be_　a　man。　There　was；　to　my
mind；　something　weak　and　womanish　in　the　manner　in　which　this　Dubourg　met
the　advance　which　I　had　made　to　him。　He　not　only　failed　to　move　my
pityhe　was　in　danger　of　stirring　up　my　contempt。

〃I　too　have　suffered；〃　I　answered。　〃I　too　have　been　compelled　to　endure。
But　there　is　this　difference　between　us。　_My_　courage　is　not　worn　out。　In
your　place；　if　I　knew　myself　to　be　an　honorable　man；　I　would　not　allow
the　breath　of　suspicion　to　rest　on　me　for　an　instant。　Cost　what　it　might；
I　would　vindicate　myself。　I　should　be　ashamed　to　cryI　should　speak。〃

That　stung　him。　He　started　up　on　his　feet。

〃Have　_you_　been　stared　at　by　hundreds　of　cruel　eyes？〃　he　burst　out
passionately。　〃Have　_you_　been　pointed　at；　without　mercy；　wherever　you
go？　Have　you　been　put　in　the　pillory　of　the　newspapers？　Has　the
photograph　proclaimed　_your_　infamous　notoriety　in　all　the　shop…windows？〃
He　dropped　back　into　his　chair；　and　wrung　his　hands　in　a　frenzy。　〃Oh；　the
public！〃　he　exclaimed；　〃the　horrible　public！　I　can't　get　away　from
themI　can't　hide　myself；　even　here。　You　have　had　your　stare　at　me；　like
the　rest；〃　he　cried；　turning　on　me　fiercely。　〃I　knew　it　when　you　passed
me　last　night。〃

〃I　never　saw　you　out　of　this　place；〃　I　answered。　〃As　for　the　portraits　of
you；　whoever　you　may　be；　I　know　nothing　about　them。　I　was　far　too　anxious
and　too　wretched；　to　amuse　myself　by　looking　into　shop…windows　before　I
came　here。　You；　and　your　name；　are　equally　strange　to　me。　If　you　have　any
respect　for　yourself；　tell　me　who　you　are。　Out　with　the　truth；　sir！　You
know　as　well　as　I　do　that　you　have　gone　too　far　to　stop。〃

I　seized　him　by　the　hand。　I　was　wrought　up　by　the　extraordinary　outburst
that　had　escaped　him　to　the　highest　pitch　of　excitement：　I　was　hardly
conscious　of　what　I　said　or　did。　At　that　supreme　moment；　we　enraged；　we
maddened　each　other。　His　hand　closed　convulsively　on　my　hand。　His　eyes
looked　wildly　into　mine。

〃Do　you　read　the　newspapers？〃　he　asked。

〃Yes。〃

〃Have　you　seen？〃

〃I　have　_not_　seen　the　name　of　'Dubourg'〃

'My　name　is　not　'Dubourg。'　〃

〃What　is　it？〃

He　suddenly　stooped　over　me；　and　whispered　his　name　in　my　ear。

In　my　turn　I　started；　thunderstruck；　to　my　feet。

〃Good　God！〃　I　cried。　〃You　are　the　man　who　was　tried　for　murder　last
month；　and　who　was　all　but　hanged；　on　the　false　testimony　of　a　clock！〃

CHAPTER　THE　EIGHTH

The　Perjury　of　the　Clock

WE　looked　at　one　another　in　silence。　Both　alike；　we　were　obliged　to　wait
a　little　and　recover　ourselves。

I　may　occupy　the　interval　by　answering　two　questions　which　will　arise　in
your　minds　in　this　place。　How　did　Dubourg　come　to　be　tried　for　his　life？
And　what　was　the　connection　between　this　serious　matter　and　the　false
testimony　of　a　clock？

The　reply　to　both　these　inquiries　is　to　be　found　in　the　story　which　I
call　the　Perjury　of　the　Clock。

In　briefly　relating　this　curious　incidental　narrative　（which　I　take　from
a　statement　of　the　circumstances　placed　in　my　possession）　I　shall　speak
of　our　new　acquaintance　at　Browndownand　shall　continue　to　speak　of　him
throughout　these　pagesby　his　assumed　name。　In　the　first　place；　it　was
the　maiden　name　of　his　mother；　and　he　had　a　right　to　take　it　if　he
pleased。　In　the　second　place；　the　date　of　our　domestic　drama　at　Dimchurch
goes　back　as　far　as　the　years　'fifty…eight　and　'fifty…nine；　and　real
names　are　（now　that　it　is　all　over）　of　no　consequence　to　anybody。　With
〃Dubourg〃　we　have　begun。　With　〃Dubourg〃　let　us　go　on　to　the　end。

On　a　summer　evening；　some　years　ago；　a　man　was　found　murdered　in　a　field
near　a　certain　town　in　the　West　of　England。　The　name　of　the　field　was；
〃Pardon's　Piece。〃

The　man　was　a　small　carpenter　and　builder　in　the　town；　wh