Chilled to the point of numbness3, the mortified4 girl had scarcely winced5, and when on repairing to her room a little later, she had found his Weariness wandering in the corridor on the chance of a surreptitious kiss, she had bolted past him without look, or word, and sharply closed her door. 128
The Court had returned to colours when she opened it again, and such had been the trend of her meditations6, that her initial steps were directed, with deliberate austerity, towards the basilica of the Palace.
Except for the Countess Yvorra, with an écharpe de décence drawn7 over her hair, there was no one in it.
“I thank Thee God for this escape,” she murmured falling to her knees before the silver branches of a cross: “It is terrible; for I did so love him ......................... ............................................... ............................................... ...... and oh how could he ever with a negress? ....................................... ................................................ ...... Pho ..................................... ........... I fear this complete upset has considerably8 aged9 me............................ ....... But to Thee I cling................... ................................................ ................................................ Preserve me at all times from the toils10 of the wicked, and forgive him, as I hope to forgive him soon.” Then kindling11 several 129 candles with a lingering hand, she shaped her course towards the Kennels12, called Teddywegs to her and started, with an aching heart, for a walk.
It was a day of heavy somnolence13. Skirting the Rosery where gardeners with their slowly moving rakes were tending the sandy paths, she chose a neglected footway that descended14 towards the lake. Indifferent to the vivacity15 of Teddywegs, who would race on a little before her, then wait with leonine accouchments of head until she had almost reached him, when he would prick16 an ear and spring forward with a yap of exhortation17, she proceeded leisurely18, and with many a pause, wrapped in her own mournful thoughts.
Alack! Among the court circle there was no one to whom in her disillusion19 she could look for solace20, and her spirit yearned21 for Sister Ursula, and the Convent of the Flaming-Hood22.
Wending her way amid the tall trees, she felt she had never cared for Yousef as she had for Ursula ... and broodingly, in order to ease her heart, she began comparing the two together as she walked along. 130
After all what had he ever said that was not either commonplace or foolish? Whereas Sister Ursula’s talk was invariably pointed23; and often indeed so delicately, that words seemed almost too crude a medium to convey her ethereal meanings, and she would move her evocative hands, and flash her aura, and it was no fault of hers if you hadn’t a peep of the beyond. And the infinite tenderness of her least caress24. Yousef’s lips had seldom conveyed to hers the spell of Ursula’s; and once indeed lately, when he had kissed her, there had been an unsavoury aroma25 of tobacco and charcuterie, which, to deal with, had required both tact26 and courage.... Ah dear Hood! What harmony life had held within. Unscrupulous and deceiving men might lurk27 around its doors (they often did) coveting28 the chaste29, but Old Jane, the porteress, would open to no man beyond the merest crack. And how right they were the nuns30 in their mistrust of man! Sister Ursula one day had declared, in uplifted mood, that “marriage was obscene.” Was it—? ...?? ... Perhaps it might be—! How appalling31 if it was! 131
She had reached the lake.
Beneath a sky as white as platinum32 it lay, pearly, dove-like, scintillating33 capriciously where a heat-shrouded sun kindled34 its torpid35 waters into fleeting36 diamonds. A convulsive breeze strayed gratefully from the opposite shore, descending37 from the hills that rose up all veiled, and without detail, against the brilliant whiteness of the morning.
Sinking down upon the shingle38 by an upturned boat, she heaved a brief sigh, and drawing from her vanity-case the last epistles of the Prince, she began methodically to arrange them in their proper sequence.
(1) “What is the matter with my Dearest Girl?”
(2) “My own tender little Lita, I do not understand—”
(3) “Darling, what’s this—?”
(4) “Beloved one, I swear—”
(5) “Your cruel silence—”
If published in a dainty brochure format39 about the time of his Coronation, they ought to realise no contemptible40 sum, and the proceeds might go to Charity, she reflected, thrusting them back again carefully into the bag. 132
Then, finding the shingle too hard through her thin gown to remain seated long, she got up, and ran a mournful race with Teddywegs along the shore.
Not far along the lake was the “village,” with the H?tel d’Angleterre et du Lac, its stucco, belettered-walls professing41: “Garages, Afternoon Tea, Modern Comfort!” Flitting by this, and the unpretentious pier42 (where long, blonde fishing-nets lay drying in the sun), it was a relief to reach the remoter plage beyond.
Along the banks stretched vast brown carpets of corn and rye, broken by an occasional olive-garth, beneath whose sparse43 shade the heavy-eyed oxen blinked and whisked their tails, under the attacks of the water-gnats that were swarming44 around.
Musing45 on Negresses—and Can-Can dancers in particular—she strolled along a strand46 all littered with shells and little jewel-like stones.
The sun shone down more fiercely now, and soon, for freshness sake, she was obliged to take to the fields.
Passing among the silver drooping47 olives, 133 relieved here and there by a stone-pine, or slender cypress-tree eternally green, she sauntered on, often lured48 aside to pluck the radiant wild-flowers by the way. On the banks the pinkest cyclamens were in bloom, and cornflowers of the hue49 of paradise, and fine-stemmed poppies flecked with pink.
“Pho! A Negress ...” she murmured, following the flight of some waterfowl towards the opposite shore.
Beyond those glowing heights, towards this hour, the nuns, each in her cool, shuttered, cell, would be immersed in noontide prayer.
A loud splash ... the sight of a pair of delicate legs (mocking the Law’s requirements under the Modesty53 Act as relating to bathers).... Mademoiselle de Nazianzi turned and fled. She had recognised the Prince.5
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n.忧郁,愁思;adj.令人感伤(沮丧)的,忧郁的 | |
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