david copperfield(大卫.科波维尔)-第50节
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and still I sat there waiting for the money。
There never was such another drunken madman in that line of
business； I hope。 That he was well known in the neighbourhood；
and enjoyed the reputation of having sold himself to the devil； I
soon understood from the visits he received from the boys； who
continually came skirmishing about the shop； shouting that
legend； and calling to him to bring out his gold。 ‘You ain’t poor；
you know； Charley； as you pretend。 Bring out your gold。 Bring out
some of the gold you sold yourself to the devil for。 Come！ It’s in the
lining of the mattress； Charley。 Rip it open and let’s have some！’
This； and many offers to lend him a knife for the purpose；
exasperated him to such a degree； that the whole day was a
succession of rushes on his part； and flights on the part of the
boys。 Sometimes in his rage he would take me for one of them；
and come at me； mouthing as if he were going to tear me in pieces；
then； remembering me； just in time； would dive into the shop； and
lie upon his bed； as I thought from the sound of his voice； yelling
in a frantic way； to his own windy tune； the ‘Death of Nelson’； with
an Oh！ before every line； and innumerable Goroos interspersed。
As if this were not bad enough for me； the boys； connecting me
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with the establishment； on account of the patience and
perseverance with which I sat outside； half…dressed； pelted me；
and used me very ill all day。
He made many attempts to induce me to consent to an
exchange； at one time coming out with a fishing…rod； at another
with a fiddle； at another with a cocked hat； at another with a flute。
But I resisted all these overtures； and sat there in desperation；
each time asking him； with tears in my eyes； for my money or my
jacket。 At last he began to pay me in halfpence at a time； and was
full two hours getting by easy stages to a shilling。
‘Oh； my eyes and limbs！’ he then cried； peeping hideously out of
the shop； after a long pause； ‘will you go for twopence more？’
‘I can’t；’ I said； ‘I shall be starved。’
‘Oh； my lungs and liver； will you go for threepence？’
‘I would go for nothing； if I could；’ I said； ‘but I want the money
badly。’
‘Oh； go…roo！’ （it is really impossible to express how he twisted
this ejaculation out of himself； as he peeped round the door…post at
me； showing nothing but his crafty old head）； ‘will you go for
fourpence？’
I was so faint and weary that I closed with this offer； and taking
the money out of his claw； not without trembling； went away more
hungry and thirsty than I had ever been； a little before sunset。 But
at an expense of threepence I soon refreshed myself completely；
and； being in better spirits then； limped seven miles upon my
road。
My bed at night was under another haystack； where I rested
comfortably； after having washed my blistered feet in a stream；
and dressed them as well as I was able； with some cool leaves。
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When I took the road again next morning； I found that it lay
through a succession of hop…grounds and orchards。 It was
sufficiently late in the year for the orchards to be ruddy with ripe
apples； and in a few places the hop…pickers were already at work。 I
thought it all extremely beautiful； and made up my mind to sleep
among the hops that night： imagining some cheerful
companionship in the long perspectives of poles； with the graceful
leaves twining round them。
The trampers were worse than ever that day； and inspired me
with a dread that is yet quite fresh in my mind。 Some of them were
most ferocious…looking ruffians； who stared at me as I went by；
and stopped； perhaps； and called after me to come back and speak
to them； and when I took to my heels； stoned me。 I recollect one
young fellow—a tinker； I suppose； from his wallet and brazier—
who had a woman with him； and who faced about and stared at
me thus； and then roared to me in such a tremendous voice to
come back； that I halted and looked round。
‘Come here； when you’re called；’ said the tinker； ‘or I’ll rip your
young body open。’
I thought it best to go back。 As I drew nearer to them； trying to
propitiate the tinker by my looks； I observed that the woman had a
black eye。
‘Where are you going？’ said the tinker； gripping the bosom of
my shirt with his blackened hand。
‘I am going to Dover；’ I said。
‘Where do you come from？’ asked the tinker； giving his hand
another turn in my shirt； to hold me more securely。
‘I come from London；’ I said。
‘What lay are you upon？’ asked the tinker。 ‘Are you a prig？’
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‘N…no；’ I said。
‘Ain’t you； by G—？ If you make a brag of your honesty to me；’
said the tinker； ‘I’ll knock your brains out。’
With his disengaged hand he made a menace of striking me；
and then looked at me from head to foot。
‘Have you got the price of a pint of beer about you？’ said the
tinker。 ‘If you have； out with it； afore I take it away！’
I should certainly have produced it； but that I met the woman’s
look； and saw her very slightly shake her head； and form ‘No！’ with
her lips。
‘I am very poor；’ I said； attempting to smile； ‘and have got no
money。’
‘Why； what do you mean？’ said the tinker； looking so sternly at
me； that I almost feared he saw the money in my pocket。
‘Sir！’ I stammered。
‘What do you mean；’ said the tinker； ‘by wearing my brother’s
silk handkerchief！ Give it over here！’ And he had mine off my neck
in a moment； and tossed it to the woman。
The woman burst into a fit of laughter； as if she thought this a
joke； and tossed it back to me； nodded once； as slightly as before；
and made the word ‘Go！’ with her lips。 Before I could obey；
however； the tinker seized the handkerchief out of my hand with a
roughness that threw me away like a feather； and putting it loosely
round his own neck； turned upon the woman with an oath； and
knocked her down。 I never shall forget seeing her fall backward on
the hard road； and lie there with her bonnet tumbled off； and her
hair all whitened in the dust； nor； when I looked back from a
distance； seeing her sitting on the pathway； which was a bank by
the roadside； wiping the blood from her face with a corner of her
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shawl； while he went on ahead。
This adventure frightened me so； that； afterwards； when I saw
any of these people coming； I turned back until I could find a
hiding…place； where I remained until they had gone out of sight；
which happened so often； that I was very seriously delayed。 But
under this difficulty； as under all the other difficulties of my
journey； I seemed to be sustained and led on by my fanciful
picture of my mother in her youth； before I came into the world。 It
always kept me company。 It was there； among the hops； when I lay
down to sleep； it was with me on my waking in the morning； it
went before me all day。 I have associated it； ever since； with the
sunny street of Canterbury； dozing as it were in the hot light； and
with the sight of its old houses and gateways； and the stately； grey
Cathedral； with the rooks sailing round the towers。 When I came；
at last； upon the bare； wide downs near Dover； it relieved the
solitary aspect of the scene with hope； and not until I reached that
first great aim of my journey； and actually set foot in the town
itself； on the sixth day of my flight； did it desert me。 But then；
strange to say； when I stood with my ragged shoes； and my dusty；
sunburnt； half…clothed figure； in the place so long desired； it
seemed to vanish like a dream； and to leave me helpless and
dispirited。
I inquired about my aunt among the boatmen first； and
received various answers。 One said she lived in the South
Foreland Light； and had singed her whiskers by doing so； another；
that she was made fast to the great buoy outside the harbour； and
could only be visited at half…tide； a third； that she was locked up in
Maidstone jail for child…stealing； a fourth； that she was seen to
mount a broom in the last high wind； and make direct for Calais。
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The fly…drivers； among whom I inquired next； were equally jocose
and equally disrespectful； and the shopkeepers； not liking my
appearance； generally replied； without hearing what I had to say；
that they had got nothing for me。 I felt more miserable and
destitute than I had done at any period of my running away。 My
money was all gone； I had nothing left to dispose of； I was hungry；
thirsty； and worn out； and seemed as distant from my end as if I
had remained in London。
The morning had worn away in these inquiries； and I was
sitting on the step of an empty shop at a street corner； near the
market…place； deliberating upon wandering towards those other
places which had been mentioned； when a fly…driver； coming by
with his carriage； dr
