‘I think they were surprised, sweet lady,’ said Cypros, smiling.
‘Hush, you are laughing very loud, my Cypros.’ ‘Is that laughter, sweet lady? I did not know it was laughter. Then I never laughed before.’
‘I would they should know nothing either of our smiles or of our sighs, my Cypros.’
She who said this was a girl of eighteen summers; her features very Greek, her complexion2 radiant, hair dark as night, and eyes of the colour of the violet. Her beautiful countenance3, however, was at this moment nearly shrouded4 by her veil, although no one could possibly behold5 it, excepting her attendant, younger even than herself, and fresh and fair as a flower.
They were hurrying along a wooden gallery, which led, behind the upper part of the divan6 occupied by the travellers, to the great square central tower of the quadrangle, which we have already noticed, and as the truth must always, or at least eventually, come out, it shall not be concealed7 that, availing themselves of a convenient, perhaps irresistible8 position, the fair fugitives9 had peeped into the chamber10, and had made even minute observations on its inhabitants with impunity11. Suddenly, Fakredeen rising from his seat, a panic had seized them and they hurried away.
The gallery led to a flight of steps, and the flight of steps into the first of several chambers12 without decoration, and with no other furniture than an Eastern apartment always offers, the cushioned seat, which surrounds at least two-thirds of the room. At length they entered a small alcove13, rudely painted in arabesque14, but in a classic Ionic pattern; the alcove opened into a garden, or rather court of myrtles with a fountain. An antelope15, an Angora cat, two Persian greyhounds, were basking16 on the sunny turf, and there were many birds about, in rude but capacious cages.
‘We are safe,’ said the lady, dropping on the divan; ‘I think we must have been seen.’
‘That was clearly impossible,’ said Cypros.
‘Well, we must be seen at last,’ said the lady. ‘Heigho! I never shall be able to receive them, if my heart beat so.’
‘I would let them wait a few days, sweet lady,’ said Cypros, ‘and then you would get more used to them.’
‘I shall never be more used to them. Besides, it is rude and inhospitable not to see them. Yesterday there was an excuse: they were wearied, or I had a right to suppose they were, with their travelling; and today, there ought to be an excuse for not receiving them today. What is it, Cypros?’
‘I dare say they will be quite content, if today you fix the time when you will receive them, sweet lady.’
‘But I shall not be content, Cypros. Having seen them once, I wish to see them again, and one cannot always be walking by accident in the gallery.’
‘Then I would see them today, sweet lady. Shall I send for the noble Keferinis?’
‘I wish I were Cypros, and you were —— Hark! what is that?’
”Tis only the antelope, sweet lady.’
‘I thought it was —— Now tell me, my Cypros, which of these two princes do you think is he who is one of us?’
‘Oh, really, sweet lady, I think they are both so handsome!’
‘Yet so unlike,’ said the lady.
‘Well, they are unlike,’ said Cypros, ‘and yet ——’
‘And what?’
‘The fair one has a complexion almost as radiant as your own, sweet lady.’
‘And eyes as blue: no, they are too light. And so, as there is a likeness17, you think he is the one?’
‘I am sure I wish they were both belonging to us,’ said Cypros.
‘Ah, me!’ said the lady, ”tis not the bright-faced prince whom I hold to be one of us. No, no, my Cypros. Think awhile, sweet girl. The visage, the head of the other, have you not seen them before? Have you not seen something like them? That head so proudly placed upon the shoulders; that hair, that hyacinthine hair, that lofty forehead, that proud lip, that face so refined and yet so haughty18, does it not recall anything? Think, Cypros; think!’
‘It does, sweet lady.’
‘Tell me; whisper it to me; it is a name not to be lightly mentioned.’
Cypros advanced, and bending her head, breathed a word in the ear of the lady, who instantly, blushing deeply, murmured with a faint smile, ‘Yes.’
‘It is he, then,’ said Cypros, ‘who is one of us.’
点击收听单词发音
1 agitates | |
搅动( agitate的第三人称单数 ); 激怒; 使焦虑不安; (尤指为法律、社会状况的改变而)激烈争论 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
2 complexion | |
n.肤色;情况,局面;气质,性格 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
3 countenance | |
n.脸色,面容;面部表情;vt.支持,赞同 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
4 shrouded | |
v.隐瞒( shroud的过去式和过去分词 );保密 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
5 behold | |
v.看,注视,看到 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
6 divan | |
n.长沙发;(波斯或其他东方诗人的)诗集 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
7 concealed | |
a.隐藏的,隐蔽的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
8 irresistible | |
adj.非常诱人的,无法拒绝的,无法抗拒的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
9 fugitives | |
n.亡命者,逃命者( fugitive的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
10 chamber | |
n.房间,寝室;会议厅;议院;会所 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
11 impunity | |
n.(惩罚、损失、伤害等的)免除 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
12 chambers | |
n.房间( chamber的名词复数 );(议会的)议院;卧室;会议厅 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
13 alcove | |
n.凹室 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
14 arabesque | |
n.阿拉伯式花饰;adj.阿拉伯式图案的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
15 antelope | |
n.羚羊;羚羊皮 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
16 basking | |
v.晒太阳,取暖( bask的现在分词 );对…感到乐趣;因他人的功绩而出名;仰仗…的余泽 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
17 likeness | |
n.相像,相似(之处) | |
参考例句: |
|
|
18 haughty | |
adj.傲慢的,高傲的 | |
参考例句: |
|
|
欢迎访问英文小说网 |