bleak house(凄凉的房子)-第225节
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the morning； and keep my accounts； and attend to housekeeping
matters before leaving home。 But when I had made these three
visits； my Guardian said to me； on my return at night：
“Now； little woman； little woman； this will never do。 Constant
dropping will wear away a stone； and constant coaching will wear
out a Dame Durden。 We will go to London for a while； and take
possession of our old lodgings。”
“Not for me； dear Guardian；” said I； “for I never feel tired；”
which was strictly true。 I was only too happy to be in such request。
“For me then；” returned my Guardian； “or for Ada； or for both
of us。 It is somebody’s birthday tomorrow； I think。”
“Truly I think it is；” said I； kissing my darling； who would be
twenty…one tomorrow。
“Well；” observed my Guardian； half pleasantly； half seriously；
“that’s a great occasion； and will give my fair cousin some
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necessary business to transact in assertion of her independence；
and will make London a more convenient place for all of us。 So to
London we will go。 That being settled； there is another thing—
how have you left Caddy？”
“Very unwell； Guardian。 I fear it will be some time before she
regains her health and strength。”
“What do you call some time； now？” asked my Guardian；
thoughtfully。
“Some weeks； I am afraid。”
“Ah！” He began to walk about the room with his hands in his
pockets； showing that he had been thinking as much。 “Now what
do you say about her doctor？ Is he a good doctor； my love？”
I felt obliged to confess that I knew nothing to the contrary； but
that Prince and I had agreed only that evening that we would like
his opinion to be confirmed by some one。
“Well； you know；” returned my Guardian quickly； “there’s
Woodcourt。”
I had not meant that； and was rather taken by surprise。 For a
moment； all that I had had in my mind in connection with Mr
Woodcourt seemed to come back and confuse me。
“You don’t object to him； little woman？”
“Object to him； Guardian？ Oh no！”
“And you don’t think the patient would object to him？”
So far from that； I had no doubt of her being prepared to have a
great reliance on him； and to like him very much。 I said that he
was no stranger to her personally； for she had seen him often in
his kind attendance on Miss Flite。
“Very good；” said my Guardian。 “He has been here today； my
dear； and I will see him about it tomorrow。”
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I felt； in this short conversation—though I did not know how；
for she was quiet； and we interchanged no look—that my dear girl
well remembered how merrily she had clasped me round the
waist； when no other hands than Caddy’s had brought me the little
parting token。 This caused me to feel that I ought to tell her； and
Caddy too； that I was going to be the mistress of Bleak House； and
that if I avoided that disclosure any longer； I might become less
worthy in my own eyes of its master’s love。 Therefore； when we
went upstairs and had waited listening until the clock struck
twelve； in order that only I might be the first to wish my darling all
good wishes on her birthday； and to take her to my heart； I set
before her； just as I had set before myself； the goodness and
honour of her cousin John； and the happy life that was in store for
me。 If ever my darling were fonder of me at one time than at
another in all our intercourse； she was surely fondest of me that
night。 And I was so rejoiced to know it； and so comforted by the
sense of having done right； in casting this last idle reservation
away； that I was ten times happier than I had been before。 I had
scarcely thought it a reservation a few hours ago； but now that it
was gone； I felt as if I understood its nature better。
Next day we went to London。 We found our old lodging vacant；
and in half an hour were quietly established there； as if we had
never gone away。 Mr Woodcourt dined with us； to celebrate my
darling’s birthday； and we were as pleasant as we could be with
the great blank among us that Richard’s absence naturally made
on such an occasion。 After that day I was for some weeks—eight or
nine as I remember—very much with Caddy； and thus it fell out
that I saw less of Ada at this time than any other since we had first
come together； except the time of my own illness。 She often came
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to Caddy’s； but our function there was to amuse and cheer her；
and we did not talk in our usual confidential manner。 Whenever I
went home at night； we were together； but Caddy’s rest was
broken by pain； and I often remained to nurse her。
With her husband and her poor little mite of a baby to love； and
her home to strive for； what a good creature Caddy was！ So self…
denying； so uncomplaining； so anxious to get well on their
account； so afraid of giving trouble； and so thoughtful of the
unassisted labours of her husband and the comforts of old Mr
Turveydrop； I had never known the best of her until now。 And it
seemed so curious that her pale face and helpless figure should be
lying there day after day； where dancing was the business of life；
where the kit and the apprentices began early every morning in
the ball…room； and where the untidy little boy waltzed by himself
in the kitchen all the afternoon。
At Caddy’s request； I took the supreme direction of her
apartment； trimmed it up； and pushed her； couch and all； into a
lighter and more airy and more cheerful corner than she had yet
occupied； then； every day； when we were in our neatest array； I
used to lay my small small namesake in her arms； and sit down to
chat or work； or read to her。 It was at one of the first of these quiet
times that I told Caddy about Bleak House。
We had other visitors besides Ada。 First of all； we had Prince；
who in his hurried intervals of teaching used to come softly in and
sit softly down； with a face of loving anxiety for Caddy and the
very little child。 Whatever Caddy’s condition really was； she never
failed to declare to Prince that she was all but well—which I；
Heaven forgive me； never failed to confirm。 This would put Prince
in such good spirits； that he would sometimes take the kit from his
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pocket and play a chord or two to astonish the baby—which I
never knew it to do in the least degree； for my tiny namesake
never noticed it at all。
Then there was Mrs Jellyby。 She would come occasionally with
her usual distraught manner； and sit calmly looking miles beyond
her grandchild； as if her attention were absorbed by a young
Borrioboolan on its native shores。 As bright…eyed as ever； as
serene； and as untidy； she would say； “Well； Caddy； child； and how
do you do today？” And then would sit amiably smiling； and taking
no notice of the reply； or would sweetly glide off into a calculation
of the number of letters she had lately received and answered； or
of the coffee…bearing power of Borrioboola…Gha。 This she would
always do with a serene contempt for our limited sphere of action；
not to be disguised。
Then there was old Mr Turveydrop； who was from morning to
night an
