vanity fair(名利场)-第64节

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have　my　comforts。　　I　wasn't　brought　up　on　porridge；　like
MacWhirter；　or　on　potatoes；　like　old　O'Dowd。　　Do　you
expect　my　wife　to　take　in　soldiers'　washing；　or　ride　after
the　regiment　in　a　baggage　waggon？〃
〃Well；　well；〃　said　Dobbin；　still　good…naturedly；　〃we'll
get　her　a　better　conveyance。　　But　try　and　remember　that
you　are　only　a　dethroned　prince　now；　George；　my　boy；
and　be　quiet　whilst　the　tempest　lasts。　　It　won't　be　for
long。　　Let　your　name　be　mentioned　in　the　Gazette；　and
I'll　engage　the　old　father　relents　towards　you：〃
〃Mentioned　in　the　Gazette！〃　George　answered。　　〃And　in
what　part　of　it？　　Among　the　killed　and　wounded　returns；
and　at　the　top　of　the　list；　very　likely。〃
〃Psha！　　It　will　be　time　enough　to　cry　out　when　we　are
hurt；〃　Dobbin　said。　　〃And　if　anything　happens；　you　know；
George；　I　have　got　a　little；　and　I　am　not　a　marrying
man；　and　I　shall　not　forget　my　godson　in　my　will；〃　he
added；　with　a　smile。　　Whereupon　the　dispute　endedas
many　scores　of　　such　conversations　between　Osborne
and　his　friend　had　concluded　previouslyby　the　former
declaring　there　was　no　possibility　of　being　angry　with
Dobbin　long；　and　forgiving　him　very　generously　after
abusing　him　without　cause。
〃I　say；　Becky；〃　cried　Rawdon　Crawley　out　of　his
dressing…room；　to　his　lady；　who　was　attiring　herself　for
dinner　in　her　own　chamber。
〃What？〃　said　Becky's　shrill　voice。　　She　was　looking
over　her　shoulder　in　the　glass。　　She　had　put　on　the　neatest
and　freshest　white　frock　imaginable；　and　with　bare
shoulders　and　a　little　necklace；　and　a　light　blue　sash；　she
looked　the　image　of　youthful　innocence　and　girlish
happiness。
〃I　say；　what'll　Mrs。　O。　do；　when　0。　goes　out　with　the
regiment？〃　Crawley　said　coming　into　the　room；　performing
a　duet　on　his　head　with　two　huge　hair…brushes；　and
looking　out　from　under　his　hair　with　admiration　on　his
pretty　little　wife。
〃I　suppose　she'll　cry　her　eyes　out；〃　Becky　answered。
〃She　has　been　whimpering　half　a　dozen　times；　at　the
very　notion　of　it；　already　to　me。〃
〃YOU　don't　care；　I　suppose？〃　Rawdon　said；　half　angry
at　his　wife's　want　of　feeling。
〃You　wretch！　don't　you　know　that　I　intend　to　go　with
you；〃　Becky　replied。　　〃Besides；　you're　different。　　You　go
as　General　Tufto's　aide…de…camp。　　We　don't　belong　to　the
line；〃　Mrs。　Crawley　said；　throwing　up　her　head　with　an
air　that　so　enchanted　her　husband　that　he　stooped　down
and　kissed　it。
〃Rawdon　deardon't　you　thinkyou'd　better　get　that
money　from　Cupid；　before　he　goes？〃　Becky　continued；
fixing　on　a　killing　bow。　　She　called　George　Osborne；
Cupid。　　She　had　flattered　him　about　his　good　looks　a
score　of　times　already。　　She　watched　over　him　kindly　at
ecarte　of　a　night　when　he　would　drop　in　to　Rawdon's
quarters　for　a　half…hour　before　bed…time。
She　had　often　called　him　a　horrid　dissipated　wretch；
and　threatened　to　tell　Emmy　of　his　wicked　ways　and
naughty　extravagant　habits。　　She　brought　his　cigar　and
lighted　it　for　him；　she　knew　the　effect　of　that　manoeuvre；
having　practised　it　in　former　days　upon　Rawdon　Crawley。
He　thought　her　gay；　brisk；　arch；　distinguee；　delightful。
In　their　little　drives　and　dinners；　Becky；　of　course；
quite　outshone　poor　Emmy；　who　remained　very　mute
and　timid　while　Mrs。　Crawley　and　her　husband　rattled
away　together；　and　Captain　Crawley　（and　Jos　after　he
joined　the　young　married　people）　gobbled　in　silence。
Emmy's　mind　somehow　misgave　her　about　her　friend。
Rebecca's　wit；　spirits；　and　accomplishments　troubled　her
with　a　rueful　disquiet。　　They　were　only　a　week　married；
and　here　was　George　already　suffering　ennui；　and　eager
for　others'　society！　　She　trembled　for　the　future。　　How
shall　I　be　a　companion　for　him；　she　thoughtso　clever
and　so　brilliant；　and　I　such　a　humble　foolish　creature？
How　noble　it　was　of　him　to　marry　meto　give　up　everything
and　stoop　down　to　me！　　I　ought　to　have　refused
him；　only　I　had　not　the　heart。　　I　ought　to　have　stopped　at
home　and　taken　care　of　poor　Papa。　　And　her　neglect　of
her　parents　（and　indeed　there　was　some　foundation　for
this　charge　which　the　poor　child's　uneasy　conscience
brought　against　her）　was　now　remembered　for　the　first
time；　and　caused　her　to　blush　with　humiliation。　　Oh！
thought　she；　I　have　been　very　wicked　and　selfishselfish
in　forgetting　them　in　their　sorrowsselfish　in　forcing
George　to　marry　me。　　I　know　I'm　not　worthy　of　himI
know　he　would　have　been　happy　without　meand　yet
I　tried；　I　tried　to　give　him　up。
It　is　hard　when；　before　seven　days　of　marriage　are
over；　such　thoughts　and　confessions　as　these　force
themselves　on　a　little　bride's　mind。　　But　so　it　was；　and　the
night　before　Dobbin　came　to　join　these　young　people
on　a　fine　brilliant　moonlight　night　of　Mayso　warm
and　balmy　that　the　windows　were　flung　open　to　the　balcony；
from　which　George　and　Mrs。　Crawley　were　gazing　upon
the　calm　ocean　spread　shining　before　them；
while　Rawdon　and　Jos　were　engaged　at　backgammon
withinAmelia　couched　in　a　great　chair　quite　neglected；　and
watching　both　these　parties；　felt　a　despair　and　remorse
such　as　were　bitter　companions　for　that　tender　lonely
soul。　　Scarce　a　week　was　past；　and　it　was　come　to　this！
The　future；　had　she　regarded　it；　offered　a　dismal　prospect；
but　Emmy　was　too　shy；　so　to　speak；　to　look　to　that；
and　embark　alone　on　that　wide　sea；　and　unfit　to　navigate
it　without　a　guide　and　protector。　　I　know　Miss　Smith　has
a　mean　opinion　of　her。　　But　how　many；　my　dear　Madam；
are　endowed　with　your　prodigious　strength　of　mind？
〃Gad；　what　a　fine　night；　and　how　bright　the　moon　is！〃
George　said；　with　a　puff　of　his　cigar；　which　went　soaring
up　skywards。
〃How　delicious　they　smell　in　the　open　air！　　I　adore
them。　　Who'd　think　the　moon　was　two　hundred　and　thirty…
six　thousand　eight　hundred　and　forty…seven　miles　off？〃
Becky　added；　gazing　at　that　orb　with　a　smile。　　〃Isn't　it
clever　of　me　to　remember　that？　　Pooh！　　we　learned　it　all
at　Miss　Pinkerton's！　　How　calm　the　sea　is；　and　how　clear
everything。　　I　declare　I　can　almost　see　the　coast　of
France！〃　and　her　bright　green　eyes　streamed　out；　and
shot　into　the　night　as　if　they　could　see　through　it。
〃Do　you　know　what　I　intend　to　do　one　morning？〃　she
said；　〃I　find　I　can　swim　beautifully；　and　some　day；　when
my　Aunt　Crawley's　companionold　Briggs；　you　know
you　remember　herthat　hook…nosed　woman；　with　the
long　wisps　of　hairwhen　Briggs　goes　out　to　bathe；　I
intend　to　dive　under　her　awning；　and　insist　on　a
reconciliation　in　the　water。　　Isn't　that　a　stratagem？〃
George　burst　out　laughing　at　the　idea　of　this　aquatic
meeting。　　〃What's　the　row　there；　you　two？〃　Rawdon
shouted　out；　rattling　the　box。　　Amelia　was　making　a　fool
of　herself　in　an　absurd　hysterical　manner；　and　retired
to　her　own　room　to　whimper　in　private。
Our　history　is　destined　in　this　chapter　to　go　backwards
and　forwards　in　a　very　irresolute　manner　seemingly；　and
having　conducted　our　story　to　to…morrow　presently；　we
shall　immediately　again　have　occasion　to　step　back　to
yesterday；　so　that　the　whole　of　the　tale　may　get　a　hearing。
As　you　behold　at　her　Majesty's　drawing…room；　the
ambassadors'　and　high　dignitaries'　carriages　whisk　off
from　a　private　door；　while　Captain　Jones's　ladies　are　waiting
for　their　fly：　as　you　see　in　the　Secretary　of　the　Treasury's
　antechamber；　a　half…dozen　of　petitioners　waiting
patiently　for　their　audience；　and　called　out　one　by　one；
when　suddenly　an　Irish　member　or　some　eminent　personage
enters　the　apartment；　and　instantly　walks　into　Mr。
Under…Secretary　over　the　heads　of　all　the　people　present：
so　in　the　conduct　of　a　tale；　the　romancer　is　obliged　to
exercise　this　most　partial　sort　of　justice。　　Although　all　the
little　incidents　must　be　heard；　yet　they　must　be　put　off
when　the　great　events　make　their　appearance；　and　surely
such　a　circumstance　as　that　which　brought　Dobbin　to
Brighton；　viz。；　the　ordering　out　of　the　Guards　and　the　line
to　Belgium；　and　the　mustering　of　the　allied　armies　in　that
country　under　the　command　of　his　Grace　the　Duke　of
Wellingtonsuch　a　dignified　circumstance　as　that；　I　say；
was　entitled　to　the　pas　over　all　minor　occurrences　whereof
this　history　is　composed　mainly；　and　hence　a　little
trifling　disarrangement　and　disorder　was　excusable　and
becoming。　　We　have　only　now　advanced　in　time　so　far
beyond　Chapter　XXII　as　to　have　got　our　various　characters
up　into　their　dressing…rooms　before　the　dinner；
which　took　place　as　usual　on　the　day　of　Dobbin's　arrival。
George　was　too　humane　or　too　much　occupied　with　the
tie　of　his　neckcloth　to　convey　at　once　all　the　news　to
Amelia　which　his　comrade　had　brought　with　him　from
London。　　He　came　into　her　room；　however；　holding　the
attorney's　letter　in　his　hand；　and　with　so　solemn　and
important　an　air　that　his　wife；　always　ingeniously　on
the　watch　for　calamity；　thought　the　worst　was　about　to
befall；　and　running　up　to　her　husband；　besought　her
dearest　George　to　tell　her　everythinghe　was　ordered
abroad；　there　would　be　a　battle　next　weekshe　knew
there　would。
Dearest　George　parried　the　question　about　foreign
service；　and　with　a　melancholy　shake　of　the　head　said；
〃No；　Emmy；　it　isn't　that：　　it's　not　myself　I　care　about：
it's　you。　　I　have　had　bad　news　from　my　father。　　He　refuses
any　communication　with　me；　he　has　flung　us　off；　and
leaves　us　to　poverty。　　I　can　rough　it