第 13 节
作者:指环王      更新:2021-02-19 21:05      字数:9322
  for their visitor。  He could not but compare what he saw; with what
  he knew of his mother and himself。  Whatever virtues Fleeming
  possessed; he could never count on being civil; whatever brave;
  true…hearted qualities he was able to admire in Mrs。 Jenkin;
  mildness of demeanour was not one of them。  And here he found per
  sons who were the equals of his mother and himself in intellect and
  width of interest; and the equals of his father in mild urbanity of
  disposition。  Show Fleeming an active virtue; and he always loved
  it。  He went away from that house struck through with admiration;
  and vowing to himself that his own married life should be upon that
  pattern; his wife (whoever she might be) like Eliza Barron; himself
  such another husband as Alfred Austin。  What is more strange; he
  not only brought away; but left behind him; golden opinions。  He
  must have been … he was; I am told … a trying lad; but there shone
  out of him such a light of innocent candour; enthusiasm;
  intelligence; and appreciation; that to persons already some way
  forward in years; and thus able to enjoy indulgently the perennial
  comedy of youth; the sight of him was delightful。  By a pleasant
  coincidence; there was one person in the house whom he did not
  appreciate and who did not appreciate him:  Anne Austin; his future
  wife。  His boyish vanity ruffled her; his appearance; never
  impressive; was then; by reason of obtrusive boyishness; still less
  so; she found occasion to put him in the wrong by correcting a
  false quantity; and when Mr。 Austin; after doing his visitor the
  almost unheard…of honour of accompanying him to the door; announced
  'That was what young men were like in my time' … she could only
  reply; looking on her handsome father; 'I thought they had been
  better looking。'
  This first visit to the Austins took place in 1855; and it seems it
  was some time before Fleeming began to know his mind; and yet
  longer ere he ventured to show it。  The corrected quantity; to
  those who knew him well; will seem to have played its part; he was
  the man always to reflect over a correction and to admire the
  castigator。  And fall in love he did; not hurriedly but step by
  step; not blindly but with critical discrimination; not in the
  fashion of Romeo; but before he was done; with all Romeo's ardour
  and more than Romeo's faith。  The high favour to which he presently
  rose in the esteem of Alfred Austin and his wife; might well give
  him ambitious notions; but the poverty of the present and the
  obscurity of the future were there to give him pause; and when his
  aspirations began to settle round Miss Austin; he tasted; perhaps
  for the only time in his life; the pangs of diffidence。  There was
  indeed opening before him a wide door of hope。  He had changed into
  the service of Messrs。 Liddell & Gordon; these gentlemen had begun
  to dabble in the new field of marine telegraphy; and Fleeming was
  already face to face with his life's work。  That impotent sense of
  his own value; as of a ship aground; which makes one of the agonies
  of youth; began to fall from him。  New problems which he was
  endowed to solve; vistas of new enquiry which he was fitted to
  explore; opened before him continually。  His gifts had found their
  avenue and goal。  And with this pleasure of effective exercise;
  there must have sprung up at once the hope of what is called by the
  world success。  But from these low beginnings; it was a far look
  upward to Miss Austin:  the favour of the loved one seems always
  more than problematical to any lover; the consent of parents must
  be always more than doubtful to a young man with a small salary and
  no capital except capacity and hope。  But Fleeming was not the lad
  to lose any good thing for the lack of trial; and at length; in the
  autumn of 1857; this boyish…sized; boyish…mannered; and
  superlatively ill…dressed young engineer; entered the house of the
  Austins; with such sinkings as we may fancy; and asked leave to pay
  his addresses to the daughter。  Mrs。 Austin already loved him like
  a son; she was but too glad to give him her consent; Mr。 Austin
  reserved the right to inquire into his character; from neither was
  there a word about his prospects; by neither was his income
  mentioned。  'Are these people;' he wrote; struck with wonder at
  this dignified disinterestedness; 'are these people the same as
  other people?'  It was not till he was armed with this permission;
  that Miss Austin even suspected the nature of his hopes:  so
  strong; in this unmannerly boy; was the principle of true courtesy;
  so powerful; in this impetuous nature; the springs of self…
  repression。  And yet a boy he was; a boy in heart and mind; and it
  was with a boy's chivalry and frankness that he won his wife。  His
  conduct was a model of honour; hardly of tact; to conceal love from
  the loved one; to court her parents; to be silent and discreet till
  these are won; and then without preparation to approach the lady …
  these are not arts that I would recommend for imitation。  They lead
  to final refusal。  Nothing saved Fleeming from that fate; but one
  circumstance that cannot be counted upon … the hearty favour of the
  mother; and one gift that is inimitable and that never failed him
  throughout life; the gift of a nature essentially noble and
  outspoken。  A happy and high…minded anger flashed through his
  despair:  it won for him his wife。
  Nearly two years passed before it was possible to marry:  two years
  of activity; now in London; now at Birkenhead; fitting out ships;
  inventing new machinery for new purposes; and dipping into
  electrical experiment; now in the ELBA on his first telegraph
  cruise between Sardinia and Algiers:  a busy and delightful period
  of bounding ardour; incessant toil; growing hope and fresh
  interests; with behind and through all; the image of his beloved。
  A few extracts from his correspondence with his betrothed will give
  the note of these truly joyous years。  'My profession gives me all
  the excitement and interest I ever hope for; but the sorry jade is
  obviously jealous of you。' … '〃Poor Fleeming;〃 in spite of wet;
  cold and wind; clambering over moist; tarry slips; wandering among
  pools of slush in waste places inhabited by wandering locomotives;
  grows visibly stronger; has dismissed his office cough and cured
  his toothache。' … 'The whole of the paying out and lifting
  machinery must be designed and ordered in two or three days; and I
  am half crazy with work。  I like it though:  it's like a good ball;
  the excitement carries you through。' … 'I was running to and from
  the ships and warehouse through fierce gusts of rain and wind till
  near eleven; and you cannot think what a pleasure it was to be
  blown about and think of you in your pretty dress。' … 'I am at the
  works till ten and sometimes till eleven。  But I have a nice office
  to sit in; with a fire to myself; and bright brass scientific
  instruments all round me; and books to read; and experiments to
  make; and enjoy myself amazingly。  I find the study of electricity
  so entertaining that I am apt to neglect my other work。'  And for a
  last taste; 'Yesterday I had some charming electrical experiments。
  What shall I compare them to … a new song? a Greek play?'
  It was at this time besides that he made the acquaintance of
  Professor; now Sir William; Thomson。  To describe the part played
  by these two in each other's lives would lie out of my way。  They
  worked together on the Committee on Electrical Standards; they
  served together at the laying down or the repair of many deep…sea
  cables; and Sir William was regarded by Fleeming; not only with the
  'worship' (the word is his own) due to great scientific gifts; but
  with an ardour of personal friendship not frequently excelled。  To
  their association; Fleeming brought the valuable element of a
  practical understanding; but he never thought or spoke of himself
  where Sir William was in question; and I recall quite in his last
  days; a singular instance of this modest loyalty to one whom he
  admired and loved。  He drew up a paper; in a quite personal
  interest; of his own services; yet even here he must step out of
  his way; he must add; where it had no claim to be added; his
  opinion that; in their joint work; the contributions of Sir William
  had been always greatly the most valuable。  Again; I shall not
  readily forget with what emotion he once told me an incident of
  their associated travels。  On one of the mountain ledges of
  Madeira; Fleeming's pony bolted between Sir William。 and the
  precipice above; by strange good fortune and thanks to the
  steadiness of Sir William's horse; no harm was done; but for the
  moment; Fleeming saw his friend hurled into the sea; and almost by
  his own act:  it was a memory that haunted him。
  CHAPTER IV。  1859…1868。
  Fleeming's Marriage … His Ma