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the professor at the breakfast table-第25部分

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fairly broken in flutters fiercely long after you think time has

tamed it down;like that purple finch I had the other day; which

could not be approached without such palpitations and frantic flings

against the bars of his cage; that I had to send him back and get a

little orthodox canary which had learned to be quiet and never mind

the wires or his keeper's handling。  I will tell you my wicked; but

half involuntary experiment on the wild heart under the faded

bombazine。



Was there ever a person in the room with you; marked by any special

weakness or peculiarity; with whom you could be two hours and not

touch the infirm spot?  I confess the most frightful tendency to do

just this thing。  If a man has a brogue; I am sure to catch myself

imitating it。  If another is lame; I follow him; or; worse than that;

go before him; limping。



I could never meet an Irish gentlemanif it had been the Duke of

Wellington himselfwithout stumbling upon the word 〃Paddy;〃which I

use rarely in my common talk。



I have been worried to know whether this was owing to some innate

depravity of disposition on my part; some malignant torturing

instinct; which; under different circumstances; might have made a

Fijian anthropophagus of me; or to some law of thought for which I

was not answerable。  It is; I am convinced; a kind of physical fact

like endosmosis; with which some of you are acquainted。  A thin film

of politeness separates the unspoken and unspeakable current of

thought from the stream of conversation。  After a time one begins to

soak through and mingle with the other。



We were talking about names; one day。 Was there ever anything;I

said;like the Yankee for inventing the most uncouth; pretentious;

detestable appellations;inventing or finding them;since the time

of Praise…God Barebones?  I heard a country…boy once talking of

another whom he called Elpit; as I understood him。  Elbridge is

common enough; but this sounded oddly。  It seems the boy was

christened Lord Pitt;and called for convenience; as above。  I have

heard a charming little girl; belonging to an intelligent family in

the country; called Anges invariably; doubtless intended for Agnes。

Names are cheap。  How can a man name an innocent new…born child; that

never did him any harm; Hiram?The poor relation; or whatever she

is; in bombazine; turned toward me; but I was stupid; and went on。 

To think of a man going through life saddled with such an abominable

name as that! The poor relation grew very uneasy。 I continued;

for I never thought of all this till afterwards。 I knew one young

fellow; a good many years ago; by the name of Hiram  What's got

into you; Cousin;said our landlady;to look so?There! you 've

upset your teacup!



It suddenly occurred to me what I had been doing; and I saw the poor

woman had her hand at her throat; she was half…choking with the

〃hysteric ball;〃a very odd symptom; as you know; which nervous

women often complain of。  What business had I to be trying

experiments on this forlorn old soul?  I had a great deal better be

watching that young girl。



Ah; the young girl!  I am sure that she can hide nothing from me。

Her skin is so transparent that one can almost count her heart…beats

by the flushes they send into her cheeks。  She does not seem to be

shy; either。  I think she does not know enough of danger to be timid。

She seems to me like one of those birds that travellers tell of;

found in remote; uninhabited islands; who; having never received any

wrong at the hand of man; show no alarm at and hardly any particular

consciousness of his presence。



The first thing will be to see how she and our little deformed

gentleman get along together; for; as I have told you; they sit side

by side。  The next thing will be to keep an eye on the duenna;the

〃Model〃 and so forth; as the white…neck…cloth called her。  The

intention of that estimable lady is; I understand; to launch her and

leave her。  I suppose there is no help for it; and I don't doubt this

young lady knows how to take care of herself; but I do not like to

see young girls turned loose in boarding…houses。  Look here now!

There is that jewel of his race; whom I have called for convenience

the Koh…i…noor; (you understand it is quite out of the question for

me to use the family names of our boarders; unless I want to get into

trouble;)I say; the gentleman with the diamond is looking very

often and very intently; it seems to me; down toward the farther

corner of the table; where sits our amber…eyed blonde。  The

landlady's daughter does not look pleased; it seems to me; at this;

nor at those other attentions which the gentleman referred to has; as

I have learned; pressed upon the newly…arrived young person。  The

landlady made a communication to me; within a few days after the

arrival of Miss Iris; which I will repeat to the best of my

remembrance。



He; (the person I have been speaking of;)she said;seemed to be

kinder hankerin' round after that young woman。  It had hurt her

daughter's feelin's a good deal; that the gentleman she was a…keepin'

company with should be offerin' tickets and tryin' to send presents

to them that he'd never know'd till jest a little spell ago;and he

as good as merried; so fur as solemn promises went; to as respectable

a young lady; if she did say so; as any there was round; whosomever

they might be。



Tickets!  presents!said I。 What tickets; what presents has he had

the impertinence to be offering to that young lady?



Tickets to the Museum;said the landlady。  There is them that's glad

enough to go to the Museum; when tickets is given 'em; but some of

'em ha'n't had a ticket sence Cenderilla was played;and now he must

be offerin' 'em to this ridiculous young paintress; or whatever she

is; that's come to make more mischief than her board's worth。  But it

a'n't her fault;said the landlady; relenting;and that aunt of

hers; or whatever she is; served him right enough。



Why; what did she do?



Do?  Why; she took it up in the tongs and dropped it out o' winder。



Dropped?  dropped what?I said。



Why; the soap;said the landlady。



It appeared that the Koh…i…noor; to ingratiate himself; had sent an

elegant package of perfumed soap; directed to Miss Iris; as a

delicate expression of a lively sentiment of admiration; and that;

after having met with the unfortunate treatment referred to; it was

picked up by Master Benjamin Franklin; who appropriated it;

rejoicing; and indulged in most unheard…of and inordinate ablutions

in consequence; so that his hands were a frequent subject of maternal

congratulation; and he smelt like a civet…cat for weeks after his

great acquisition。



After watching daily for a time; I think I can see clearly into the

relation which is growing up between the little gentleman and the

young lady。  She shows a tenderness to him that I can't help being

interested in。  If he was her crippled child; instead of being more

than old enoug
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