第 89 节
作者:这就是结局      更新:2022-08-21 16:40      字数:9322
  should it now?〃
  〃I tell you; Ethel; you know nothing about it。  I have not got up
  half what I meant to have done。  Here; do take this booktry me
  whether I know this properly。〃
  So they went on; Ethel doing her best to help and encourage; and
  Norman in an excited state of restless despair; which drove away half
  his senses and recollection; and his ideas of the superior powers of
  public schoolboys magnifying every moment。  They were summoned
  downstairs to prayers; but went up again at once; and more than an
  hour subsequently; when their father paid one of his domiciliary
  visits; there they still were; with their Latin and Greek spread out;
  Norman trying to strengthen all doubtful points; but in a desperate
  desultory manner; that only confused him more and more; till he was
  obliged to lay his head down on the table; shut his eyes; and run his
  fingers through his hair; before he could recollect the simplest
  matter; his renderings alternated with groans; and; cold as was the
  room; his cheeks and brow were flushed and burning。
  The doctor checked all this; by saying; gravely and sternly; 〃This is
  not right; Norman。  Where are all your resolutions?〃
  〃I shall never do it。  I ought never to have thought of it!  I shall
  never succeed!〃
  〃What if you do not?〃 said Dr。 May; laying his hand on his shoulder。
  〃What? why; Tom's chance lostyou will all be mortified;〃 said
  Norman; hesitating in some confusion。
  〃I will take care of Tom;〃 said Dr。 May。
  〃And he will have been foiled!〃 said Ethel
  〃If he is?〃
  The boy and girl were both silent。
  〃Are you striving for mere victory's sake; Norman?〃 continued his
  father。
  〃I thought not;〃 murmured Norman。
  〃Successful or not; you will have done your utmost for us。  You would
  not lose one jot of affection or esteem; and Tom shall not suffer。
  Is it worth this agony?〃
  〃No; it is foolish;〃 said Norman; with trembling voice; almost as if
  he could have burst into tears。  He was quite unnerved by the anxiety
  and toil with which he had overtasked himself; beyond his father's
  knowledge。
  〃Oh; papa!〃 pleaded Ethel; who could not bear to see him pained。
  〃It is foolish;〃 continued Dr。 May; who felt it was the moment for
  bracing severity。  〃It is rendering you unmanly。  It is wrong。〃
  Again Ethel made an exclamation of entreaty。
  〃It is wrong; I know;〃 repeated Norman; 〃but you don't know what it
  is to get into the spirit of the thing。〃
  〃Do you think I do not?〃 said the doctor; 〃I can tell exactly what
  you feel now。  If I had not been an idle dog; I should have gone
  through it all many more times。〃
  〃What shall I do?〃 asked Norman; in a worn…out voice。
  〃Put all this out of your mind; sleep quietly; and don't open another
  book。〃
  Norman moved his head; as if sleep were beyond his power。
  〃I will read you something to calm your tone;〃 said Dr。 May; and he
  took up a Prayer…book。  〃'Know ye not; that they which run in a race;
  run all; but one receiveth the prize?  So run that ye may obtain。
  And every man that striveth for the mastery is temperate in all
  things。  Now they do it to obtain a corruptible crown; but we an
  incorruptible。'  And; Norman; that is not the struggle where the race
  is not to the swift; nor the battle to the strong; nor the contest;
  where the conqueror only wins vanity and vexation of spirit。〃
  Norman had cast down his eyes; and hardly made answer; but the words
  had evidently taken effect。  The doctor only further bade him good…
  night; with a whispered blessing; and; taking Ethel by the hand; drew
  her away。  When they met the next morning; the excitement had passed
  from Norman's manner; but he looked dejected and resigned。  He had
  made up his mind to lose; and was not grateful for good wishes; he
  ought never to have thought; he said; of competing with men from
  public schools; and he knew his return of love of vain…glory deserved
  that he should fail。  However; he was now calm enough not to be
  likely to do himself injustice by nervousness; and Margaret hid hopes
  that Richard's steady equable mind would have a salutary influence。
  So; commending Tom's lessons to Ethel; and hearing; but not marking;
  countless messages to Richard; he set forth upon his emprise; while
  his anxiety seemed to remain as a legacy for those at home。
  Poor Dr。 May confessed that his practice by no means agreed with his
  precept; for he could think of nothing else; and was almost as bad as
  Norman; in his certainty that the boy would fail from mere
  nervousness。  Margaret was the better companion for him now;
  attaching less intensity of interest to Norman's success than did
  Ethel; she was the more able to compose him; and cheer his hopes。
  CHAPTER XXX。
  Weary soul; and burdened sore;
  Labouring with thy secret load;
  Fear not all thy griefs to pour
  In this heart; love's true abode。
  Lyra Innocentium。
  Tea had just been brought in on the eighth evening from Norman's
  departure; when there was a ring at the bell。  There was a start; and
  look of expectation。  〃Only a patient;〃 said the doctor; but it
  surely was not for that reason that he rose with so much alacrity and
  opened the door; nor was 〃Well; old fellow?〃 the greeting for his
  patientsso everybody sprang after him; and beheld something tall
  taking off a coat; while a voice said; 〃I have got it。〃
  The mass of children rushed back to Margaret; screaming; 〃He has got
  it!〃 and then Aubrey trotted out into the hall again to see what
  Norman had got。
  〃A happy face at least;〃 said Margaret; as he came to her。  And that
  was not peculiar to Norman。  The radiance had shone out upon every
  one in that moment; and it was one buzz of happy exclamation; query;
  and answerthe only tone of regret when Mary spoke of Harry; and all
  at once took up the strainhow glad poor Harry would be。  As to the
  examination; that had been much less difficult than Norman had
  expected; in fact; he said; it was lucky for him that the very
  subjects had been chosen in which he was most upluck which; as the
  doctor could not help observing; generally did attend Norman。  And
  Norman had been so happy with Richard; the kind; wise elder brother
  had done exactly what was best for him in soothing his anxiety; and
  had fully shared his feelings; and exulted in his success。  Margaret
  had a most triumphant letter; dwelling on the abilities of the
  candidates whom Norman had outstripped; and the idea that every one
  had conceived of his talent。  〃Indeed;〃 wrote Richard; 〃I fancy the
  men had never believed that I could have a clever brother。  I am glad
  they have seen what Norman can do。〃
  Margaret could not help reading this aloud; and it made Norman blush
  with the compunction that Richard's unselfish pride in him always
  excited。  He had much to tell of his ecstasy with Oxford。
  Stoneborough Minster had been a training in appreciation of its hoary
  beauty; but the essentially prosaic Richard had never prepared him
  for the impression that the reverend old university made on him; and
  he was already; heart and soul; one of her most loyal and loving
  sons; speaking of his college and of the whole university as one who
  had a right of property in them; and looking; all the time; not
  elated; but contented; as if he had found his sphere and was
  satisfied。  He had seen Cheviot; too; and had been very happy in the
  renewed friendship; and had been claimed as a cousin by a Balliol
  man; a certain Norman Ogilvie; a name well known among the Mays。
  〃And how has Tom been getting on?〃 he asked; when he returned to home
  affairs。
  〃Oh; I don't know;〃 said Ethel。  〃He will not have my help。〃
  〃Not let you help him!〃 exclaimed Norman。
  〃No。  He says he wants no girls;〃 said Ethel; laughing。
  〃Foolish fellow!〃 said Norman。  〃I wonder what sort of work he has
  made!〃
  〃Very funny; I should think;〃 said Ethel; 〃judging by the verses I
  could see。〃
  The little; pale; rough…haired Tom; in his perpetual coating of dust;
  softly crept into the room; as if he only wanted to elude
  observation; but Mary and Blanche were at once vociferating their
  news in his ears; though with little encouragementhe only shook
  them off abruptly; and would not answer when they required him to be
  glad。
  Norman stretched out his arm; intercepting him as he was making for
  his hiding…place behind Dr。 May's arm…chair。
  〃Come; August; how have things gone on?〃
  〃Oh!  I don't know。〃
  〃What's your place?〃
  〃Thirteenth!〃 muttered Tom in his throat; and well he might; for two
  or three voices cried out that was too bad; and that it was all his
  own fault; for not accepting Ethel's help。  He took little heed; but
  crept to his corner without another word; and Mary knew she should be
  thumped if she should torment him there。
  Norman left him alone; but the coldness of the little brother for
  whom he had worked gave a greater chill to his pleasure than he could
  have supposed possible。  He would rather have had some cordiality on
  Tom's part; than all the congratulations that met him the next day。
  He could not rest contented while Tom continued to shrink from him;
  and he was the more uneasy when; on Saturday morning; no calls from
  Mary availed to find the little boy; and br