But one other day had intervened when, early in the morning as wewere going to breakfast, Mr. Woodcourt came in haste with theastounding news that a terrible murder had been committed for whichMr. George had been apprehended1 and was in custody2. When he toldus that a large reward was offered by Sir Leicester Dedlock for themurderer's apprehension4, I did not in my first consternationunderstand why; but a few more words explained to me that themurdered person was Sir Leicester's lawyer, and immediately mymother's dread5 of him rushed into my remembrance.
This unforeseen and violent removal of one whom she had longwatched and distrusted and who had long watched and distrusted her,one for whom she could have had few intervals6 of kindness, alwaysdreading in him a dangerous and secret enemy, appeared so awfulthat my first thoughts were of her. How appalling7 to hear of sucha death and be able to feel no pity! How dreadful to remember,perhaps, that she had sometimes even wished the old man away whowas so swiftly hurried out of life!
Such crowding reflections, increasing the distress8 and fear Ialways felt when the name was mentioned, made me so agitated9 that Icould scarcely hold my place at the table. I was quite unable tofollow the conversation until I had had a little time to recover.
But when I came to myself and saw how shocked my guardian10 was andfound that they were earnestly speaking of the suspected man andrecalling every favourable11 impression we had formed of him out ofthe good we had known of him, my interest and my fears were sostrongly aroused in his behalf that I was quite set up again.
"Guardian, you don't think it possible that he is justly accused?""My dear, I CAN'T think so. This man whom we have seen so open-hearted and compassionate12, who with the might of a giant has thegentleness of a child, who looks as brave a fellow as ever livedand is so simple and quiet with it, this man justly accused of sucha crime? I can't believe it. It's not that I don't or I won't. Ican't!""And I can't," said Mr. Woodcourt. "Still, whatever we believe orknow of him, we had better not forget that some appearances areagainst him. He bore an animosity towards the deceased gentleman.
He has openly mentioned it in many places. He is said to haveexpressed himself violently towards him, and he certainly did abouthim, to my knowledge. He admits that he was alone on the scene ofthe murder within a few minutes of its commission. I sincerelybelieve him to be as innocent of any participation13 in it as I am,but these are all reasons for suspicion falling upon him.""True," said my guardian. And he added, turning to me, "It wouldbe doing him a very bad service, my dear, to shut our eyes to thetruth in any of these respects."I felt, of course, that we must admit, not only to ourselves but toothers, the full force of the circumstances against him. Yet Iknew withal (I could not help saying) that their weight would notinduce us to desert him in his need.
"Heaven forbid!" returned my guardian. "We will stand by him, ashe himself stood by the two poor creatures who are gone." He meantMr. Gridley and the boy, to both of whom Mr. George had givenshelter.
Mr. Woodcourt then told us that the trooper's man had been with himbefore day, after wandering about the streets all night like adistracted creature. That one of the trooper's first anxieties wasthat we should not suppose him guilty. That he had charged hismessenger to represent his perfect innocence14 with every solemnassurance be could send us. That Mr. Woodcourt had only quietedthe man by undertaking15 to come to our house very early in themorning with these representations. He added that he was now uponhis way to see the prisoner himself.
My guardian said directly he would go too. Now, besides that Iliked the retired16 soldier very much and that he liked me, I hadthat secret interest in what had happened which was only known tomy guardian. I felt as if it came close and near to me. It seemedto become personally important to myself that the truth should bediscovered and that no innocent people should be suspected, forsuspicion, once run wild, might run wilder.
In a word, I felt as if it were my duty and obligation to go withthem. My guardian did not seek to dissuade17 me, and I went.
It was a large prison with many courts and passages so like oneanother and so uniformly paved that I seemed to gain a newcomprehension, as I passed along, of the fondness that solitaryprisoners, shut up among the same staring walls from year to year,have had--as I have read--for a weed or a stray blade of grass. Inan arched room by himself, like a cellar upstairs, with walls soglaringly white that they made the massive iron window-bars andiron-bound door even more profoundly black than they were, we foundthe trooper standing18 in a corner. He had been sitting on a benchthere and had risen when he heard the locks and bolts turn.
When he saw us, he came forward a step with his usual heavy tread,and there stopped and made a slight bow. But as I still advanced,putting out my hand to him, he understood us in a moment.
"This is a load off my mind, I do assure you, miss and gentlemen,"said he, saluting19 us with great heartiness20 and drawing a longbreath. "And now I don't so much care how it ends."He scarcely seemed to be the prisoner. What with his coolness andhis soldierly bearing, he looked far more like the prison guard.
"This is even a rougher place than my gallery to receive a ladyin," said Mr. George, "but I know Miss Summerson will make the bestof it." As he handed me to the bench on which he had been sitting,I sat down, which seemed to give him great satisfaction.
"I thank you, miss," said he.
"Now, George," observed my guardian, "as we require no newassurances on your part, so I believe we need give you none onours.""Not at all, sir. I thank you with all my heart. If I was notinnocent of this crime, I couldn't look at you and keep my secretto myself under the condescension21 of the present visit. I feel thepresent visit very much. I am not one of the eloquent22 sort, but Ifeel it, Miss Summerson and gentlemen, deeply."He laid his hand for a moment on his broad chest and bent23 his beadto us. Although he squared himself again directly, he expressed agreat amount of natural emotion by these simple means.
"First," said my guardian, "can we do anything for your personalcomfort, George?""For which, sir?" he inquired, clearing his throat.
"For your personal comfort. Is there anything you want that wouldlessen the hardship of this confinement25?""Well, sir," replied George, after a little cogitation26, "I amequally obliged to you, but tobacco being against the rules, Ican't say that there is.""You will think of many little things perhaps, by and by.
'Whenever you do, George, let us know.""Thank you, sir. Howsoever," observed Mr. George with one of hissunburnt smiles, "a man who has been knocking about the world in avagabond kind of a way as long as I have gets on well enough in aplace like the present, so far as that goes.""Next, as to your case," observed my guardian.
"Exactly so, sir," returned Mr. George, folding his arms upon hisbreast with perfect self-possession and a little curiosity.
"How does it stand now?""Why, sir, it is under remand at present. Bucket gives me tounderstand that he will probably apply for a series of remands fromtime to time until the case is more complete. How it is to be mademore complete I don't myself see, but I dare say Bucket will manageit somehow.""Why, heaven save us, man," exclaimed my guardian, surprised intohis old oddity and vehemence27, "you talk of yourself as if you weresomebody else!""No offence, sir," said Mr. George. "I am very sensible of yourkindness. But I don't see how an innocent man is to make up hismind to this kind of thing without knocking his head against thewalls unless he takes it in that point of view.
"That is true enough to a certain extent," returned my guardian,softened. "But my good fellow, even an innocent man must takeordinary precautions to defend himself.""Certainly, sir. And I have done so. I have stated to themagistrates, 'Gentlemen, I am as innocent of this charge asyourselves; what has been stated against me in the way of facts isperfectly true; I know no more about it.' I intend to continuestating that, sir. What more can I do? It's the truth.""But the mere28 truth won't do," rejoined my guardian.
"Won't it indeed., sir? Rather a bad look-out for me!" Mr. Georgegood-humouredly observed.
"You must have a lawyer," pursued my guardian. "We must engage agood one for you.""I ask your pardon, sir," said Mr. George with a step backward. "Iam equally obliged. But I must decidedly beg to be excused fromanything of that sort.""You won't have a lawyer?""No, sir." Mr. George shook his head in the most emphatic29 manner.
"I thank you all the same, sir, but--no lawyer!""Why not?""I don't take kindly30 to the breed," said Mr. George. "Gridleydidn't. And--if you'll excuse my saying so much--I should hardlyhave thought you did yourself, sir.""That's equity," my guardian explained, a little at a loss; "that'sequity, George.""Is it, indeed, sir?" returned the trooper in his off-hand manner.
"I am not acquainted with those shades of names myself, but in ageneral way I object to the breed."Unfolding his arms and changing his position, he stood with onemassive hand upon the table and the other on his hip24, as complete apicture of a man who was not to be moved from a fixed31 purpose asever I saw. It was in vain that we all three talked to him andendeavoured to persuade him; he listened with that gentleness whichwent so well with his bluff32 bearing, but was evidently no moreshaken by our representations that his place of confinement was.
"Pray think, once more, Mr. George," said I. "Have you no wish inreference to your case?""I certainly could wish it to be tried, miss," he returned, "bycourt-martial; but that is out of the question, as I am well aware.
If you will be so good as to favour me with your attention for acouple of minutes, miss, not more, I'll endeavour to explain myselfas clearly as I can."He looked at us all three in turn, shook his head a little as if hewere adjusting it in the stock and collar of a tight uniform, andafter a moment's reflection went on.
"You see, miss, I have been handcuffed and taken into custody andbrought here. I am a marked and disgraced man, and here I am. Myshooting gallery is rummaged33, high and low, by Bucket; suchproperty as I have--'tis small--is turned this way and that till itdon't know itself; and (as aforesaid) here I am! I don'tparticular complain of that. Though I am in these present quartersthrough no immediately preceding fault of mine, I can very wellunderstand that if I hadn't gone into the vagabond way in my youth,this wouldn't have happened. It HAS happened. Then comes thequestion how to meet it"He rubbed his swarthy forehead for a moment with a good-humouredlook and said apologetically, "I am such a short-winded talker thatI must think a bit." Having thought a bit, he looked up again andresumed.
"How to meet it. Now, the unfortunate deceased was himself alawyer and had a pretty tight hold of me. I don't wish to rake uphis ashes, but he had, what I should call if he was living, a devilof a tight hold of me. I don't like his trade the better for that.
If I had kept clear of his trade, I should have kept outside thisplace. But that's not what I mean. Now, suppose I had killed him.
Suppose I really had discharged into his body any one of thosepistols recently fired off that Bucket has found at my place, anddear me, might have found there any day since it has been my place.
What should I have done as soon as I was hard and fast here? Got alawyer."He stopped on hearing some one at the locks and bolts and did notresume until the door had been opened and was shut again. For whatpurpose opened, I will mention presently.
"I should have got a lawyer, and he would have said (as I haveoften read in the newspapers), 'My client says nothing, my clientreserves his defence': my client this, that, and t'other. Well,'tis not the custom of that breed to go straight, according to myopinion, or to think that other men do. Say I am innocent and Iget a lawyer. He would be as likely to believe me guilty as not;perhaps more. What would he do, whether or not? Act as if I was--shut my mouth up, tell me not to commit myself, keep circumstancesback, chop the evidence small, quibble, and get me off perhaps!
But, Miss Summerson, do I care for getting off in that way; orwould I rather be hanged in my own way--if you'll excuse mymentioning anything so disagreeable to a lady?"He had warmed into his subject now, and was under no furthernecessity to wait a bit.
"I would rather be hanged in my own way. And I mean to be! Idon't intend to say," looking round upon us with his powerful armsakimbo and his dark eyebrows34 raised, "that I am more partial tobeing hanged than another man. What I say is, I must come offclear and full or not at all. Therefore, when I hear statedagainst me what is true, I say it's true; and when they tell me,'whatever you say will be used,' I tell them I don't mind that; Imean it to be used. If they can't make me innocent out of thewhole truth, they are not likely to do it out of anything less, oranything else. And if they are, it's worth nothing to me."Taking a pace or two over the stone floor, he came back to thetable and finished what he had to say.
"I thank you, miss and gentlemen both, many times for yourattention, and many times more for your interest. That's the plainstate of the matter as it points itself out to a mere trooper witha blunt broadsword kind of a mind. I have never done well in lifebeyond my duty as a soldier, and if the worst comes after all, Ishall reap pretty much as I have sown. When I got over the firstcrash of being seized as a murderer--it don't take a rover who hasknocked about so much as myself so very long to recover from acrash--I worked my way round to what you find me now. As such Ishall remain. No relations will be disgraced by me or made unhappyfor me, and--and that's all I've got to say."The door had been opened to admit another soldier-looking man ofless prepossessing appearance at first sight and a weather-tanned,bright-eyed wholesome35 woman with a basket, who, from her entrance,had been exceedingly attentive36 to all Mr. George had said. Mr.
George had received them with a familiar nod and a friendly look,but without any more particular greeting in the midst of hisaddress. He now shook them cordially by the hand and said, "MissSummerson and gentlemen, this is an old comrade of mine, MatthewBagnet. And this is his wife, Mrs. Bagnet."Mr. Bagnet made us a stiff military bow, and Mrs. Bagnet dropped usa curtsy.
"Real good friends of mine, they are," sald Mr. George. "It was attheir house I was taken.""With a second-hand37 wiolinceller," Mr. Bagnet put in, twitching38 hishead angrily. "Of a good tone. For a friend. That money was noobject to.""Mat," said Mr. George, "you have heard pretty well all I have beensaying to this lady and these two gentlemen. I know it meets yourapproval?"Mr. Bagnet, after considering, referred the point to his wife.
"Old girl," said he. "Tell him. Whether or not. It meets myapproval.""Why, George," exclaimed Mrs. Bagnet, who had been unpacking39 herbasket, in which there was a piece of cold pickled pork, a littletea and sugar, and a brown loaf, "you ought to know it don't. Youought to know it's enough to drive a person wild to hear you. Youwon't be got off this way, and you won't be got off that way--whatdo you mean by such picking and choosing? It's stuff and nonsense,George.""Don't be severe upon me in my misfortunes, Mrs. Bagnet," said thetrooper lightly.
"Oh! Bother your misfortunes," cried Mrs. Bagnet, "if they don'tmake you more reasonable than that comes to. I never was soashamed in my life to hear a man talk folly40 as I have been to hearyou talk this day to the present company. Lawyers? Why, what buttoo many cooks should hinder you from having a dozen lawyers if thegentleman recommended them to you""This is a very sensible woman," said my guardian. "I hope youwill persuade him, Mrs. Bagnet.""Persuade him, sir?" she returned. "Lord bless you, no. You don'tknow George. Now, there!" Mrs. Bagnet left her basket to pointhim out with both her bare brown hands. "There he stands! Asself-willed and as determined41 a man, in the wrong way, as ever puta human creature under heaven out of patience! You could as soontake up and shoulder an eight and forty pounder by your ownstrength as turn that man when he has got a thing into his head andfixed it there. Why, don't I know him!" cried Mrs. Bagnet. "Don'tI know you, George! You don't mean to set up for a new characterwith ME after all these years, I hope?"Her friendly indignation had an exemplary effect upon her husband,who shook his head at the trooper several times as a silentrecommendation to him to yield. Between whiles, Mrs. Bagnet lookedat me; and I understood from the play of her eyes that she wishedme to do something, though I did not comprehend what.
"But I have given up talking to you, old fellow, years and years,"said Mrs. Bagnet as she blew a little dust off the pickled pork,looking at me again; "and when ladies and gentlemen know you aswell as I do, they'll give up talking to you too. If you are nottoo headstrong to accept of a bit of dinner, here it is.""I accept it with many thanks," returned the trooper.
"Do you though, indeed?" said Mrs. Bagnet, continuing to grumble42 ongood-humouredly. "I'm sure I'm surprised at that I wonder youdon't starve in your own way also. It would only be like you.
Perhaps you'll set your mind upon THAT next." Here she againlooked at me, and I now perceived from her glances at the door andat me, by turns, that she wished us to retire and to await herfollowing us outside the prison. Communicating this by similarmeans to my guardian and Mr. Woodcourt, I rose.
"We hope you will think better of it, Mr. George," said I, "and weshall come to see you again, trusting to find you more reasonable.""More grateful, Miss Summerson, you can't find me," he returned.
"But more persuadable we can, I hope," said I. "And let me entreatyou to consider that the clearing up of this mystery and thediscovery of the real perpetrator of this deed may be of the lastimportance to others besides yourself."He heard me respectfully but without much heeding43 these words,which I spoke44 a little turned from him, already on my way to thedoor; he was observing (this they afterwards told me) my height andfigure, which seemed to catch his attention all at once.
"'Tis curious," said he. "And yet I thought so at the time!"My guardian asked him what he meant.
"Why, sir," he answered, "when my ill fortune took me to the deadman's staircase on the night of his murder, I saw a shape so likeMiss Summerson's go by me in the dark that I had half a mind tospeak to it."For an instant I felt such a shudder45 as I never felt before orsince and hope I shall never feel again.
"It came downstairs as I went up," said the trooper, "and crossedthe moonlighted window with a loose black mantle46 on; I noticed adeep fringe to it. However, it has nothing to do with the presentsubject, excepting that Miss Summerson looked so like it at themoment that it came into my head."I cannot separate and define the feelings that arose in me afterthis; it is enough that the vague duty and obligation I had feltupon me from the first of following the investigation47 was, withoutmy distinctly daring to ask myself any question, increased, andthat I was indignantly sure of there being no possibility of areason for my being afraid.
We three went out of the prison and walked up and down at some shortdistance from the gate, which was in a retired place. We had notwaited long when Mr. and Mrs. Bagnet came out too and quicklyjoined us.
There was a tear in each of Mrs. Bagnet's eyes, and her face wasflushed and hurried. "I didn't let George see what I thought aboutit, you know, miss," was her first remark when she came up, "buthe's in a bad way, poor old fellow!""Not with care and prudence48 and good help," said my guardian.
"A gentleman like you ought to know best, sir," returned Mrs.
Bagnet, hurriedly drying her eyes on the hem3 of her grey cloak,"but I am uneasy for him. He has been so careless and said so muchthat he never meant. The gentlemen of the juries might notunderstand him as Lignum and me do. And then such a number ofcircumstances have happened bad for him, and such a number ofpeople will be brought forward to speak against him, and Bucket isso deep.""With a second-hand wiolinceller. And said he played the fife.
When a boy," Mr. Bagnet added with great solemnity.
"Now, I tell you, miss," said Mrs. Bagnet; "and when I say miss, Imean all! Just come into the corner of the wall and I'll tellyou!"Mrs. Bagnet hurried us into a more secluded49 place and was at firsttoo breathless to proceed, occasioning Mr. Bagnet to say, "Oldgirl! Tell 'em!""Why, then, miss," the old girl proceeded, untying50 the strings51 ofher bonnet52 for more air, "you could as soon move Dover Castle asmove George on this point unless you had got a new power to movehim with. And I have got it!""You are a jewel of a woman," said my guardian. "Go on!""Now, I tell you, miss," she proceeded, clapping her hands in herhurry and agitation53 a dozen times in every sentence, "that what hesays concerning no relations is all bosh. They don't know of him,but he does know of them. He has said more to me at odd times thanto anybody else, and it warn't for nothing that he once spoke to myWoolwich about whitening and wrinkling mothers' heads. For fiftypounds he had seen his mother that day. She's alive and must bebrought here straight!"Instantly Mrs. Bagnet put some pins into her mouth and beganpinning up her skirts all round a little higher than the level ofher grey cloak, which she accomplished54 with surpassing dispatch anddexterity.
"Lignum," said Mrs. Bagnet, "you take care of the children, oldman, and give me the umbrella! I'm away to Lincolnshire to bringthat old lady here.""But, bless the woman," cried my guardian with his hand in hispocket, "how is she going? What money has she got?"Mrs. Bagnet made another application to her skirts and broughtforth a leathern purse in which she hastily counted over a fewshillings and which she then shut up with perfect satisfaction.
"Never you mind for me, miss. I'm a soldier's wife and accustomedto travel my own way. Lignum, old boy," kissing him, "one foryourself, three for the children. Now I'm away into Lincolnshireafter George's mother!"And she actually set off while we three stood looking at oneanother lost in amazement55. She actually trudged56 away in her greycloak at a sturdy pace, and turned the corner, and was gone.
"Mr. Bagnet," said my guardian. "Do you mean to let her go in thatway?""Can't help it," he returned. "Made her way home once from anotherquarter of the world. With the same grey cloak. And sameumbrella. Whatever the old girl says, do. Do it! Whenever theold girl says, I'LL do it. She does it.""Then she is as honest and genuine as she looks," rejoined myguardian, "and it is impossible to say more for her.""She's Colour-Sergeant of the Nonpareil battalion," said Mr.
Bagnet, looking at us over his shoulder as he went his way also.
"And there's not such another. But I never own to it before her.
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v.战粟,震动,剧烈地摇晃;n.战粟,抖动 | |
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46 mantle | |
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48 prudence | |
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49 secluded | |
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51 strings | |
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52 bonnet | |
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53 agitation | |
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54 accomplished | |
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vt.& vi.跋涉,吃力地走(trudge的过去式与过去分词形式) | |
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