a tale of two cities(双城记)-第30部分

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which　you　have　an　undoubted　right　to　require；　I　will　observe　immediately。'　
‘I　give　the　promise；'　said　the　Doctor；　‘without　any　condition。　I　believe　your　object　to　be；　purely　and　truthfully；　as　you　have　stated　it。　I　believe　your　intention　is　to　perpetuate；　and　not　to　weaken；　the　ties　between　me　and　my　other　and　far　dearer　self。　If　she　should　ever　tell　me　that　you　are　essential　to　her　perfect　happiness；　I　will　give　her　to　you。　If　there　wereCharles　Darnay；　if　there　were…'　
　The　young　man　had　taken　his　hand　gratefully；　their　hands　were　joined　as　the　Doctor　spoke：　
　‘any　fancies；　any　reasons；　any　apprehensions；　anything　whatsoever；　new　or　old；　against　the　man　she　really　lovedthe　direct　responsibility　thereof　not　lying　on　his　headthey　should　all　be　obliterated　for　her　sake。　She　is　everything　to　me；　more　to　me　than　suffering；　more　to　me　than　wrong；　more　to　me…Well！　This　is　idle　talk。'　
　So　strange　was　the　way　in　which　he　faded　into　silence；　and　so　strange　his　fixed　look　when　he　had　ceased　to　speak；　that　Darnay　felt　his　own　hand　turn　cold　in　the　hand　that　slowly　released　and　dropped　it。　
　‘You　said　something　to　me；'　said　Doctor　Manette；　breaking　into　a　smile。　‘What　was　it　you　said　to　me？'　
　He　was　at　a　loss　how　to　answer；　until　he　remembered　having　spoken　of　a　condition。　Relieved　as　his　mind　reverted　to　that；　he　answered：　
　‘Your　confidence　in　me　ought　to　be　returned　with　full　confidence　on　my　part。　My　present　name；　though　but　slightly　changed　from　my　mother's；　is　not；　as　you　will　remember；　my　Own。　I　wish　to　tell　you　what　that　is；　and　why　I　am　in　England。'　
　‘Stop！'　said　the　Doctor　of　Beauvais。　
　‘I　wish　it；　that　I　may　the　better　deserve　your　confidence；　and　have　no　secret　from　you。　
　‘Stop！'　
　For　an　instant；　the　Doctor　even　had　his　two　hands　at　his　ears；　for　another　instant；　even　had　his　two　hands　laid　on　Darnay's　lips。　
　‘Tell　me　when　I　ask　you；　not　now。　If　your　suit　should　prosper；　if　Lucie　should　love　you；　you　shall　tell　me　on　your　marriage　morning。　Do　you　promise？'　
　‘Willingly。'　
　‘Give　me　your　hand。　She　will　be　home　directly；　and　it　is　better　she　should　not　see　us　together　to…night。　Go！　God　bless　you！'　
It　was　dark　when　Charles　Darnay　left　him；　and　it　was　an　hour　later　and　darker　when　Lucie　came　home；　she　hurried　into　the　room　alonefor　Miss　Pross　had　gone　straight　upstairsand　was　surprised　to　find　his　reading…chair　empty。　
　‘My　father！'　she　called　to　him。　‘Father　dear！'　
　Nothing　was　said　in　answer；　but　she　heard　a　low　hammering　sound　in　his　bedroom。　Passing　lightly　across　the　intermediate　room；　she　looked　in　at　his　door　and　came　running　back　frightened；　crying　to　herself；　with　her　blood　all　chilled；　‘What　shall　I　do！　What　shall　I　do！'　
　Her　uncertainty　lasted　but　a　moment；　she　hurried　back；　and　tapped　at　his　door；　and　softly　called　to　him。　The　noise　ceased　at　the　sound　of　her　voice；　and　he　presently　came　out　to　her；　and　they　walked　up　and　down　together　for　a　long　time。　
　She　came　down　from　her　bed；　to　look　at　him　in　his　sleep　that　night。　He　slept　heavily；　and　his　tray　of　shoemaking　tools；　and　his　old　unfinished　work；　were　all　as　usual。　

CHAPTER　XI
A　Companion　Picture
　
‘SYDNEY；'　said　Mr。　Stryver；　on　that　self…same　night；　or　morning；　to　his　jackal；　‘mix　another　bowl　of　punch；　I　have　something　to　say　to　you。'　
　Sydney　had　been　working　double　tides　that　night；　and　the　night　before；　and　the　night　before　that；　and　a　good　many　nights　in　succession；　making　a　grand　clearance　among　Mr。　Stryver's　papers　before　the　setting　in　of　the　long　vacation。　The　clearance　was　effected　at　last；　the　Stryver　arrears　were　handsomely　fetched　up；　everything　was　got　rid　of　until　November　should　come　with　its　fogs　atmospheric　and　fogs　legal；　and　bring　grist　to　the　mill　again。　
　Sydney　was　none　the　livelier　and　none　the　soberer　for　so　much　application。　It　had　taken　a　deal　of　extra　wet…towelling　to　pull　him　through　the　night；　a　correspondingly　extra　quantity　of　wine　had　preceded　the　towelling；　and　he　was　in　a　very　damaged　condition；　as　he　now　pulled　his　turban　off　and　threw　it　into　the　basin　in　which　he　had　steeped　it　at　intervals　for　the　last　six　hours。　
　‘Are　you　mixing　that　other　bowl　of　punch？'　said　Stryver　the　portly；　with　his　hands　in　his　waistband；　glancing　round　from　the　sofa　where　he　lay　on　his　back；　
　‘I　am。'　
　‘Now；　look　here！　I　am　going　to　tell　you　something　that　will　rather　surprise　you；　and　that　perhaps　will　make　you　think　me　not　quite　as　shrewd　as　you　usually　do　think　me。　I　intend　to　marry。　
　‘Do　you？'　
　‘Yes。　And　not　for　money。　What　do　you　say　now？'　
　‘I　don't　feel　disposed　to　say　much。　Who　is　she？'　
　‘Guess。'　
　‘Do　I　know　her？'　
　‘Guess。'　
　‘I　am　not　going　to　guess；　at　five　o'clock　in　the　morning；　with　my　brains　frying　and　sputtering　in　my；　head。　If　you　want　me　to　guess；　you　must　ask　me　to　dinner。　
　‘Well　then；　I'll　tell　you；'　said　Stryver；　coming　slowly　into　a　sitting　posture。　‘Sydney；　I　rather　despair　of　making　myself　intelligible　to　you；　because　you　are　such　an　insensible　dog。'　
‘And　you；'　returned　Sydney；　busy　concocting　the　punch；　‘are　such　a　sensitive　and　poetical　spirit。'　
　‘Come！'　rejoined　Stryver；　laughing　boastfully；　‘though　I　don't　prefer　any　claim　to　being　the　soul　of　Romance　（for　I　hope　I；　know　better）；　still　I　am　a　tenderer　sort　of　fellow　than　you。　
　‘You　are　a　luckier；　if　you　mean　that。'　
　‘I　don't　mean　that。　I　mean　I　am　a　man　of　moremore…'　
　‘Say　gallantry；　while　you　are　about　it；'　suggested　Carton。　
　‘Well！　I'll　say　gallantry。　My　meaning　is　that　I　am　a　man；'　said　Stryver；　inflating　himself　at　his　friend　as　he　made　the　punch；　‘who　cares　more　to　be　agreeable；　Who　takes　more　pains　to　be　agreeable；　who　knows　better　how　to　be　agreeable；　in　a　woman's　society；　than　you　do。'　
　‘Go　on；'　said　Sydney　Carton。　
　‘No；　but　before　I　go　on；'　said　Stryver；　shaking　his　head　in　his　bullying　way；　‘I'll　have　this　out　with　you。　You've　been　at　Dr。　Manette's　house　as　much　as　I　have；　or　more　than　I　have。　Why；　I　have　been　ashamed　of　your　moroseness　there！　Your　manners　have　been　of　that　silent　and　sullen　and　hang…dog　kind；　that；　upon　my　life　and　soul；　I　have　been　ashamed　of　you；　Sydney！'　
　‘It　should　be　very　beneficial　to　a　man　in　your　practice　at　the　bar；　to　be　ashamed　of　anything；'　returned　Sydney；　‘you　ought　to　be　much　obliged　to　me。　
　‘You　shall　not　get　off　in　that　Way；'　rejoined　Stryver；　shouldering　the　rejoinder　at　him；　‘no；　Sydney；　it's　my　duty　to　tell　youand　I　tell　you　to　your　face　to　do　you　goodthat　you　are　a　devilish　ill…conditioned　fellow　in　that　sort　of　society。　You　are　a　disagreeable　fellow。'　
　Sydney　drank　a　bumper　of　the　punch　he　had　made；　and　laughed。　
　‘Look　at　me！'　said　Stryver；　squaring　himself：　‘I　have　less　need　to　make　myself　agreeable　than　you　have；　being　more　independent　in　circumstances。　Why　do　I　do　it？'　
　‘I　never　saw　you　do　it　yet；'　muttered　Carton。　
　‘I　do　it　because　it's　politic；　I　do　it　on　principle。　And　look　at　me！　I　get　on。'　
　‘You　don't　get　on　with　your　account　of　your　matrimonial　intentions；'　answered　Carton；　with　a　careless　air；　‘I　wish　you　would　keep　to　that。　As　to　mewill　you　never　understand　that　I　am　incorrigible？'　
　He　asked　the　question　with　some　appearance　of　scorn。　
　‘You　have　no　business　to　be　incorrigible；'　was　his　friend's　answer；　delivered　in　no　very　soothing　tone。　
　‘I　have　no　business　to　be；　at　all；　that　I　know　of；'　said　Sydney　Carton。　‘Who　is　the　lady？'　
　‘Now；　don't　let　my　announcement　of　the　name　make　you　uncomfortable；　Sydney；'　said　Mr。　Stryver；　preparing　him　with　ostentatious　friendliness　for　the　disclosure　he　was　about　to　make；　‘because　I　know　you　don't　mean　half　you　say；　and　if　you　meant　it　all；　it　would　be　of　no　importance。　I　make　this　little　preface；　because；you　once　mentioned　the　young　lady　to　me　in　slighting　terms。　
　‘I　did？'　
　‘Certainly；　and　in　these　chambers。'　
　Sydney　Carton　looked　at　his　punch　and　looked　at　his　complacent　friend；　drank　his　punch　and　looked　at　his　complacent　friend。　
　‘You　made　mention　of　the　young　lady　as　a　golden…haired　doll。　The　young　lady　is　Miss　Manette。　If　you　had　been　a　fellow　of　any　sensitiveness　or　delicacy　of　feeling　in　that　kind　of　way；　Sydney；　I　might　have　been　a　little　resentful　of　your　employing　such　a　designation；　but　you　are　not。　You　want　that　sense　altogether；　therefore　I　am　no　more　annoyed　when　I　think　of　the　expression；　than　I　should　be　annoyed　by　a　man's　opinion　of　a　picture　of　mine；　who　had　no　eye　for　pictures：　or　of　a　piece　of　music　of　mine；　who　had　no　ear　for　music。'　
　Sydney　Carton　drank　the　punch　at　a　great　rate；　drank　it　by　bumpers；　looking　at　his　friend。　
　‘Now　you　know　all　about　it；　Syd；'　said　Mr。　Stryver。　‘I　don't　care　about　fortune：　she　is　a　charming　creature；　and　I　have　made　up　my　mind　to　please　myself：　on　the　whole；　I　think　I　can　afford　to　please　myself。　She　will　have　in　me　a　man　already　pretty　well　off　and　a　rapidly　rising　man；　and　a　man　of　some　distinction：　it　is　a　piece　of　good　fortune　for　her；　but　she　is　worthy　of　good　fortune。　Are　you　astonished？'　
　Carton；　still　drinking　the　punch；　rejoined；　‘Why　should　I　be　astonished？'　
　‘You　approve？'　
　Carton；　still　drinking　the　punch；　rejoined；　‘Why　should　I　not　approve？'　‘Well！'　said　his　friend　Stryver；　‘you　take　it　more　easily　than　I　fancied　you　would；　and　are　less　mercenary　on　my　behalf　than　I　thought　you　would　be；　though；　to　be　sure；　you　kn