the chimes(教堂钟声)-第11节
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like two thieves。 But they … they shouldn't try the little face too often；
should they； Lilian？ That's hardly fair upon a man！'
He sunk his voice so low； and gazed upon her with an air so stern and
strange； that Toby； to divert the current of his thoughts； inquired if his wife
were living。
'I never had one；' he returned； shaking his head。 'She's my brother's
child： a orphan。 Nine year old； though you'd hardly think it； but she's
tired and worn out now。 They'd have taken care on her； the Union …
eight…and…twenty mile away from where we live … between four walls （as
they took care of my old father when he couldn't work no more； though he
didn't trouble 'em long）； but I took her instead； and she's lived with me
ever since。 Her mother had a friend once； in London here。 We are
trying to find her； and to find work too； but it's a large place。 Never mind。
More room for us to walk about in； Lilly！'
Meeting the child's eyes with a smile which melted Toby more than
tears； he shook him by the hand。
'I don't so much as know your name；' he said； 'but I've opened my heart
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free to you； for I'm thankful to you； with good reason。 I'll take your
advice； and keep clear of this … '
'Justice；' suggested Toby。
'Ah！' he said。 'If that's the name they give him。 This Justice。 And
to…morrow will try whether there's better fortun' to be met with；
somewheres near London。 Good night。 A Happy New Year！'
'Stay！' cried Trotty； catching at his hand； as he relaxed his grip。 'Stay！
The New Year never can be happy to me； if we part like this。 The New
Year never can be happy to me； if I see the child and you go wandering
away； you don't know where； without a shelter for your heads。 Come
home with me！ I'm a poor man； living in a poor place； but I can give you
lodging for one night and never miss it。 Come home with me！ Here！
I'll take her！' cried Trotty； lifting up the child。 'A pretty one！ I'd carry
twenty times her weight； and never know I'd got it。 Tell me if I go too
quick for you。 I'm very fast。 I always was！' Trotty said this； taking
about six of his trotting paces to one stride of his fatigued companion； and
with his thin legs quivering again； beneath the load he bore。
'Why； she's as light；' said Trotty； trotting in his speech as well as in his
gait； for he couldn't bear to be thanked； and dreaded a moment's pause； 'as
light as a feather。 Lighter than a Peacock's feather … a great deal lighter。
Here we are and here we go！ Round this first turning to the right； Uncle
Will； and past the pump； and sharp off up the passage to the left； right
opposite the public… house。 Here we are and here we go！ Cross over；
Uncle Will； and mind the kidney pieman at the corner！ Here we are and
here we go！ Down the Mews here； Uncle Will； and stop at the black door；
with 〃T。 Veck； Ticket Porter；〃 wrote upon a board； and here we are and
here we go； and here we are indeed； my precious。 Meg； surprising you！'
With which words Trotty； in a breathless state； set the child down
before his daughter in the middle of the floor。 The little visitor looked
once at Meg； and doubting nothing in that face； but trusting everything she
saw there； ran into her arms。
'Here we are and here we go！' cried Trotty； running round the room；
and choking audibly。 'Here； Uncle Will； here's a fire you know！ Why
don't you come to the fire？ Oh here we are and here we go！ Meg； my
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precious darling； where's the kettle？ Here it is and here it goes； and it'll
bile in no time！'
Trotty really had picked up the kettle somewhere or other in the course
of his wild career and now put it on the fire： while Meg； seating the child
in a warm corner； knelt down on the ground before her； and pulled off her
shoes； and dried her wet feet on a cloth。 Ay； and she laughed at Trotty too …
so pleasantly； so cheerfully； that Trotty could have blessed her where she
kneeled； for he had seen that； when they entered； she was sitting by the
fire in tears。
'Why； father！' said Meg。 'You're crazy to…night； I think。 I don't
know what the Bells would say to that。 Poor little feet。 How cold they
are！'
'Oh； they're warmer now！' exclaimed the child。 'They're quite warm
now！'
'No； no； no；' said Meg。 'We haven't rubbed 'em half enough。 We're
so busy。 So busy！ And when they're done； we'll brush out the damp
hair； and when that's done； we'll bring some colour to the poor pale face
with fresh water； and when that's done； we'll be so gay； and brisk； and
happy … ！'
The child； in a burst of sobbing； clasped her round the neck； caressed
her fair cheek with its hand； and said； 'Oh Meg！ oh dear Meg！'
Toby's blessing could have done no more。 Who could do more！
'Why； father！' cried Meg； after a pause。
'Here I am and here I go； my dear！' said Trotty。
'Good Gracious me！' cried Meg。 'He's crazy！ He's put the dear
child's bonnet on the kettle； and hung the lid behind the door！'
'I didn't go for to do it； my love；' said Trotty； hastily repairing this
mistake。 'Meg； my dear？'
Meg looked towards him and saw that he had elaborately stationed
himself behind the chair of their male visitor； where with many mysterious
gestures he was holding up the sixpence he had earned。
'I see； my dear；' said Trotty； 'as I was coming in； half an ounce of tea
lying somewhere on the stairs； and I'm pretty sure there was a bit of bacon
too。 As I don't remember where it was exactly； I'll go myself and try to
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find 'em。'
With this inscrutable artifice； Toby withdrew to purchase the viands he
had spoken of； for ready money； at Mrs。 Chickenstalker's； and presently
came back； pretending he had not been able to find them； at first； in the
dark。
'But here they are at last；' said Trotty； setting out the tea… things； 'all
correct！ I was pretty sure it was tea； and a rasher。 So it is。 Meg； my pet；
if you'll just make the tea； while your unworthy father toasts the bacon； we
shall be ready； immediate。 It's a curious circumstance；' said Trotty；
proceeding in his cookery； with the assistance of the toasting…fork； 'curious；
but well known to my friends； that I never care； myself； for rashers； nor for
tea。 I like to see other people enjoy 'em；' said Trotty； speaking very loud；
to impress the fact upon his guest； 'but to me； as food； they're
disagreeable。'
Yet Trotty sniffed the savour of the hissing bacon … ah！ … as if he liked
it； and when he poured the boiling water in the tea…pot； looked lovingly
down into the depths of that snug cauldron； and suffered the fragrant
steam to curl about his nose； and wreathe his head and face in a thick
cloud。 However； for all this； he neither ate nor drank； except at the very
beginning； a mere morsel for form's sake； which he appeared to eat with
infinite relish； but declared was perfectly uninteresting to him。
No。 Trotty's occupation was； to see Will Fern and Lilian eat and
drink； and so was Meg's。 And never did spectators at a city dinner or
court banquet find such high delight in seeing others feast： although it
were a monarch or a pope： as those two did； in looking on that night。
Meg smiled at Trotty； Trotty laughed at Meg。 Meg shook her head； and
made belief to clap her hands； applauding Trotty； Trotty conveyed； in
dumb…show； unintelligible narratives of how and when and where he had
found their v
