第 8 节
作者:大刀阔斧      更新:2021-04-30 15:53      字数:1297
  somewhere there is release and forgetfulness; somewhere there
  is a grave and peace; be patient; it will not be long。〃
  They lived yet two years; in mental night; always brooding;
  steeped in vague regrets and melancholy dreams; never speaking;
  then release came to both on the same day。
  Toward the end the darkness lifted from Sally's ruined mind
  for a moment; and he said:
  〃Vast wealth; acquired by sudden and unwholesome means; is a snare。
  It did us no good; transient were its feverish pleasures;
  yet for its sake we threw away our sweet and simple and happy life
  let others take warning by us。〃
  He lay silent awhile; with closed eyes; then as the chill of death
  crept upward toward his heart; and consciousness was fading from
  his brain; he muttered:
  〃Money had brought him misery; and he took his revenge upon us;
  who had done him no harm。  He had his desire:  with base and cunning
  calculation he left us but thirty thousand; knowing we would try
  to increase it; and ruin our life and break our hearts。  Without added
  expense he could have left us far above desire of increase; far above
  the temptation to speculate; and a kinder soul would have done it;
  but in him was no generous spirit; no pity; no〃