第 44 节
作者:击水三千      更新:2022-07-08 12:27      字数:9322
  rt that night for London。
  She had just done so when Mrs。 Vivian presented herself; and the good lady was not a little astonished at being informed of his intention。
  〃You surely are not going to give up my daughter to oblige Mr。 Wright?〃 she observed。
  〃Upon my word; I feel as if I were!〃 said Bernard。
  〃I will explain it; dear mamma;〃 said Angela。  〃It is very interesting。 Mr。 Wright has made a most fearful scene; the state of things between him and Blanche is dreadful。〃
  Mrs。 Vivian opened her clear eyes。
  〃You really speak as if you liked it!〃
  〃She does like itshe told Gordon so;〃 said Bernard。  〃I don't know what she is up to!  Gordon has taken leave of his wits; he wishes to put away his wife。〃
  〃To put her away?〃
  〃To repudiate her; as the historians say!〃
  〃To repudiate little Blanche!〃 murmured Mrs。 Vivian; as if she were struck with the incongruity of the operation。
  〃I mean to keep them together;〃 said Angela; with a firm decision。
  Her mother looked at her with admiration。
  〃My dear daughter; I will assist you。〃
  The two ladies had such an air of mysterious competence to the task they had undertaken that it seemed to Bernard that nothing was left to him but to retire into temporary exile。 He accordingly betook himself to London; where he had social resources which would; perhaps; make exile endurable。 He found himself; however; little disposed to avail himself of these resources; and he treated himself to no pleasures but those of memory and expectation。  He ached with a sense of his absence from Mrs。 Vivian's deeply familiar sky…parlor; which seemed to him for the time the most sacred spot on earth if on earth it could be calledand he consigned to those generous postal receptacles which ornament with their brilliant hue the London street…corners; an inordinate number of the most voluminous epistles that had ever been dropped into them。 He took long walks; alone; and thought all the way of Angela; to whom; it seemed to him; that the character of ministering angel was extremely becoming。  She was faithful to her promise of writing to him every day; and she was an angel who wielded so at least Bernard thought; and he was particular about letters a very ingenious pen。  Of course she had only one topic the success of her operations with regard to Gordon。 〃Mamma has undertaken Blanche;〃 she wrote; 〃and I am devoting myself to Mr。 W。 It is really very interesting。〃  She told Bernard all about it in detail; and he also found it interesting; doubly so; indeed; for it must be confessed that the charming figure of the mistress of his affections attempting to heal a great social breach with her light and delicate hands; divided his attention pretty equally with the distracted; the distorted; the almost ludicrous; image of his old friend。
  Angela wrote that Gordon had come back to see her the day after his first visit; and had seemed greatly troubled on learning that Bernard had taken himself off。 〃It was because you insisted on it; of course;〃 he said; 〃it was not from feeling the justice of it himself。〃  〃I told him;〃 said Angela; in her letter; 〃that I had made a point of it; but that we certainly ought to give you a little credit for it。 But I could n't insist upon this; for fear of sounding a wrong note and exciting afresh what I suppose he would be pleased to term his jealousy。  He asked me where you had gone; and when I told him'Ah; how he must hate me!' he exclaimed。 'There you are quite wrong;' I answered。  'He feels as kindly to you asas I do。'  He looked as if he by no means believed this; but; indeed; he looks as if he believed nothing at all。 He is quite upset and demoralized。  He stayed half an hour and paid me his visittrying hard to 'please' me again! Poor man; he is in a charming state to please the fair sex! But if he does n't please me; he interests me more and more; I make bold to say that to you。  You would have said it would be very awkward; but; strangely enough; I found it very easy。 I suppose it is because I am so interested。  Very likely it was awkward for him; poor fellow; for I can certify that he was not a whit happier at the end of his half…hour; in spite of the privilege he had enjoyed。  He said nothing more about you; and we talked of Paris and New York; of Baden and Rome。 Imagine the situation!  I shall make no resistance whatever to it; I shall simply let him perceive that conversing with me on these topics does not make him feel a bit more comfortable; and that he must look elsewhere for a remedy。  I said not a word about Blanche。〃
  She spoke of Blanche; however; the next time。  〃He came again this afternoon;〃 she said in her second letter; 〃and he wore exactly the same face as yesterdaynamely; a very unhappy one。 If I were not entirely too wise to believe his account of himself; I might suppose that he was unhappy because Blanche shows symptoms of not taking flight。  She has been with us a great dealshe has no idea what is going on and I can't honestly say that she chatters any less than usual。 But she is greatly interested in certain shops that she is buying out; and especially in her visits to her tailor。 Mamma has proposed to herin view of your absenceto come and stay with us; and she does n't seem afraid of the idea。 I told her husband to…day that we had asked her; and that we hoped he had no objection。  'None whatever; but she won't come。'  'On the contrary; she says she will。' 'She will pretend to; up to the last minute; and then she will find a pretext for backing out。'  'Decidedly; you think very ill of her;' I said。  'She hates me;' he answered; looking at me strangely。  'You say that of every one;' I said。 'Yesterday you said it of Bernard。'  'Ah; for him there would be more reason!' he exclaimed。  'I won't attempt to answer for Bernard;' I went on; 'but I will answer for Blanche。 Your idea of her hating you is a miserable delusion。 She cares for you more than for any one in the world。 You only misunderstand each other; and with a little good will on both sides you can easily get out of your tangle。' But he would n't listen to me; he stopped me short。 I saw I should excite him if I insisted; so I dropped the subject。  But it is not for long; he shall listen to me。〃
  Later she wrote that Blanche had in fact 〃backed out;〃 and would not come to stay with them; having given as an excuse that she was perpetually trying on dresses; and that at Mrs。 Vivian's she should be at an inconvenient distance from the temple of these sacred rites; and the high priest who conducted the worship。 〃But we see her every day;〃 said Angela; 〃and mamma is constantly with her。  She likes mamma better than me。 Mamma listens to her a great deal and talks to her a little I can't do either when we are alone。  I don't know what she says I mean what mamma says; what Blanche says I know as well as if I heard it。  We see nothing of Captain Lovelock; and mamma tells me she has not spoken of him for two days。 She thinks this is a better symptom; but I am not so sure。 Poor Mr。 Wright treats it as a great triumph that Blanche should behave as he foretold。  He is welcome to the comfort he can get out of this; for he certainly gets none from anything else。 The society of your correspondent is not that balm to his spirit which he appeared to expect; and this in spite of the fact that I have been as gentle and kind with him as I know how to be。  He is very silenthe sometimes sits for ten minutes without speaking; I assure you it is n't amusing。 Sometimes he looks at me as if he were going to break out with that crazy idea to which he treated me the other day。 But he says nothing; and then I see that he is not thinking of me he is simply thinking of Blanche。  The more he thinks of her the better。〃
  〃My dear Bernard;〃 she began on another occasion; 〃I hope you are not dying of ennui; etc。  Over here things are going so…so。 He asked me yesterday to go with him to the Louvre; and we walked about among the pictures for half an hour。 Mamma thinks it a very strange sort of thing for me to be doing; and though she delights; of all things; in a good cause; she is not sure that this cause is good enough to justify the means。 I admit that the means are very singular; and; as far as the Louvre is concerned; they were not successful。 We sat and looked for a quarter of an hour at the great Venus who has lost her arms; and he said never a word。 I think he does n't know what to say。  Before we separated he asked me if I heard from you。  'Oh; yes;' I said; 'every day。'  'And does he speak of me?'  'Never!'  I answered; and I think he looked disappointed。〃  Bernard had; in fact; in writing to Angela; scarcely mentioned his name。  〃He had not been here for two days;〃 she continued; at the end of a week; 〃but last evening; very latetoo late for a visitorhe came in。 Mamma had left the drawing…room; and I was sitting alone; I immediately saw that we had reached a crisis。  I thought at first he was going to tell me that Blanche had carried out his prediction; but I presently saw that this was not where the shoe pinched; and; besides; I knew that mamma was watching her too closely。 'How can I have ever been such a dull…souled idiot?' he broke out; as soon as he had got into the room。 'I like to hear you say that;' I said;