in the cage-第2节
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and neither to be counted on nor to be resisted。 Some one had only
sometimes to put in a penny for a stamp and the whole thing was
upon her。 She was so absurdly constructed that these were
literally the moments that made upmade up for the long stiffness
of sitting there in the stocks; made up for the cunning hostility
of Mr。 Buckton and the importunate sympathy of the counter…clerk;
made up for the daily deadly flourishy letter from Mr。 Mudge; made
up even for the most haunting of her worries; the rage at moments
of not knowing how her mother did 〃get it。〃
She had surrendered herself moreover of late to a certain expansion
of her consciousness; something that seemed perhaps vulgarly
accounted for by the fact that; as the blast of the season roared
louder and the waves of fashion tossed their spray further over the
counter; there were more impressions to be gathered and reallyfor
it came to thatmore life to be led。 Definite at any rate it was
that by the time May was well started the kind of company she kept
at Cocker's had begun to strike her as a reasona reason she might
almost put forward for a policy of procrastination。 It sounded
silly; of course; as yet; to plead such a motive; especially as the
fascination of the place was after all a sort of torment。 But she
liked her torment; it was a torment she should miss at Chalk Farm。
She was ingenious and uncandid; therefore; about leaving the
breadth of London a little longer between herself and that
austerity。 If she hadn't quite the courage in short to say to Mr。
Mudge that her actual chance for a play of mind was worth any week
the three shillings he desired to help her to save; she yet saw
something happen in the course of the month that in her heart of
hearts at least answered the subtle question。 This was connected
precisely with the appearance of the memorable lady。
CHAPTER III
She pushed in three bescribbled forms which the girl's hand was
quick to appropriate; Mr。 Buckton having so frequent a perverse
instinct for catching first any eye that promised the sort of
entertainment with which she had her peculiar affinity。 The
amusements of captives are full of a desperate contrivance; and one
of our young friend's ha'pennyworths had been the charming tale of
〃Picciola。〃 It was of course the law of the place that they were
never to take no notice; as Mr。 Buckton said; whom they served; but
this also never prevented; certainly on the same gentleman's own
part; what he was fond of describing as the underhand game。 Both
her companions; for that matter; made no secret of the number of
favourites they had among the ladies; sweet familiarities in spite
of which she had repeatedly caught each of them in stupidities and
mistakes; confusions of identity and lapses of observation that
never failed to remind her how the cleverness of men ends where the
cleverness of women begins。 〃Marguerite; Regent Street。 Try on at
six。 All Spanish lace。 Pearls。 The full length。〃 That was the
first; it had no signature。 〃Lady Agnes Orme; Hyde Park Place。
Impossible to…night; dining Haddon。 Opera to…morrow; promised
Fritz; but could do play Wednesday。 Will try Haddon for Savoy; and
anything in the world you like; if you can get Gussy。 Sunday
Montenero。 Sit Mason Monday; Tuesday。 Marguerite awful。 Cissy。〃
That was the second。 The third; the girl noted when she took it;
was on a foreign form: 〃Everard; Hotel Brighton; Paris。 Only
understand and believe。 22nd to 26th; and certainly 8th and 9th。
Perhaps others。 Come。 Mary。〃
Mary was very handsome; the handsomest woman; she felt in a moment;
she had ever seenor perhaps it was only Cissy。 Perhaps it was
both; for she had seen stranger things than thatladies wiring to
different persons under different names。 She had seen all sorts of
things and pieced together all sorts of mysteries。 There had once
been onenot long beforewho; without winking; sent off five over
five different signatures。 Perhaps these represented five
different friends who had asked herall women; just as perhaps now
Mary and Cissy; or one or other of them; were wiring by deputy。
Sometimes she put in too muchtoo much of her own sense; sometimes
she put in too little; and in either case this often came round to
her afterwards; for she had an extraordinary way of keeping clues。
When she noticed she noticed; that was what it came to。 There were
days and days; there were weeks sometimes; of vacancy。 This arose
often from Mr。 Buckton's devilish and successful subterfuges for
keeping her at the sounder whenever it looked as if anything might
arouse; the sounder; which it was equally his business to mind;
being the innermost cell of captivity; a cage within the cage;
fenced oft from the rest by a frame of ground glass。 The counter…
clerk would have played into her hands; but the counter…clerk was
really reduced to idiocy by the effect of his passion for her。 She
flattered herself moreover; nobly; that with the unpleasant
conspicuity of this passion she would never have consented to be
obliged to him。 The most she would ever do would be always to
shove off on him whenever she could the registration of letters; a
job she happened particularly to loathe。 After the long stupors;
at all events; there almost always suddenly would come a sharp
taste of something; it was in her mouth before she knew it; it was
in her mouth now。
To Cissy; to Mary; whichever it was; she found her curiosity going
out with a rush; a mute effusion that floated back to her; like a
returning tide; the living colour and splendour of the beautiful
head; the light of eyes that seemed to reflect such utterly other
things than the mean things actually before them; and; above all;
the high curt consideration of a manner that even at bad moments
was a magnificent habit and of the very essence of the innumerable
thingsher beauty; her birth; her father and mother; her cousins
and all her ancestorsthat its possessor couldn't have got rid of
even had she wished。 How did our obscure little public servant
know that for the lady of the telegrams this was a bad moment? How
did she guess all sorts of impossible things; such as; almost on
the very spot; the presence of drama at a critical stage and the
nature of the tie with the gentleman at the Hotel Brighton? More
than ever before it floated to her through the bars of the cage
that this at last was the high reality; the bristling truth that
she had hitherto only patched up and eked outone of the
creatures; in fine; in whom all the conditions for happiness
actually met; and who; in the air they made; bloomed with an
unwitting insolence。 What came home to the girl was the way the
insolence was tempered by something that was equally a part of the
distinguished life; the custom of a flowerlike bend to the less
fortunatea dropped fragrance; a mere quick breath; but which in
fact pervaded and lingered。 The apparition was very young; but
certainly married; and our fatigued friend had a sufficient store
of mythological comparison to recognise the port of Juno。
Marguerite might be 〃awful;〃 but she knew how to dress a goddess。
Pearls and Spanish laceshe herself; with assurance; could see
them; and the 〃full length〃 too; and also red velvet bows; which;
disposed on the lace in a particular manner (she could have placed
them with the turn of a hand) were of course to adorn the front of
a black brocade that would be like a dress in a picture。 However;
neither Marguerite nor Lady Agnes nor Haddon nor Fritz nor Gussy
was what the wearer of this garment had really come in for。 She
had come in for Everardand that was doubtless not his true name
either。 If our young lady had never taken such jumps before it was
simply that she had never before been so affected。 She went all
the way。 Mary and Cissy had been round together; in their single
superb person; to see himhe must live round the corner; they had
found that; in consequence of something they had come; precisely;
to make up for or to have another scene about; he had gone off
gone off just on purpose to make them feel it; on which they had
come together to Cocker's as to the nearest place; where they had
put in the three forms partly in order not to put in the one alone。
The two others in a manner; covered it; muffled it; passed it off。
Oh yes; she went all the way; and this was a specimen of how she
often went。 She would know the hand again any time。 It was as
handsome and as everything else as the woman herself。 The woman
herself had; on learning his flight; pushed past Everard's servant
and into his room; she had written her missive at his table and
with his pen。 All this; every inch of it; came in the waft that
she blew through and left behind her; the influence that; as I have
said; lingered。 And among the things the girl was sure of;
happily; was that she should see h