Paul's Education
After the lapse1 of some minutes, which appeared an immense time to little Paul Dombey on the table, Doctor Blimber came back. The Doctor's walk was stately, and calculated to impress the juvenile2 mind with solemn feelings. It was a sort of march; but when the Doctor put out his right foot, he gravely turned upon his axis4, with a semi-circular sweep towards the left; and when he put out his left foot, he turned in the same manner towards the right. So that he seemed, at every stride he took, to look about him as though he were saying, 'Can anybody have the goodness to indicate any subject, in any direction, on which I am uninformed? I rather think not'
Mrs Blimber and Miss Blimber came back in the Doctor's company; and the Doctor, lifting his new pupil off the table, delivered him over to Miss Blimber.
'Cornelia,' said the Doctor, 'Dombey will be your charge at first. Bring him on, Cornelia, bring him on.'
Miss Blimber received her young ward5 from the Doctor's hands; and Paul, feeling that the spectacles were surveying him, cast down his eyes.
'How old are you, Dombey?' said Miss Blimber.
'Six,' answered Paul, wondering, as he stole a glance at the young lady, why her hair didn't grow long like Florence's, and why she was like a boy.
'How much do you know of your Latin Grammar, Dombey?' said Miss Blimber.
'None of it,' answered Paul. Feeling that the answer was a shock to Miss Blimber's sensibility, he looked up at the three faces that were looking down at him, and said:
'I have'n't been well. I have been a weak child. I couldn't learn a Latin Grammar when I was out, every day, with old Glubb. I wish you'd tell old Glubb to come and see me, if you please.'
'What a dreadfully low name' said Mrs Blimber. 'Unclassical to a degree! Who is the monster, child?'
'What monster?' inquired Paul.
'Glubb,' said Mrs Blimber, with a great disrelish.
'He's no more a monster than you are,' returned Paul.
'What!' cried the Doctor, in a terrible voice. 'Ay, ay, ay? Aha! What's that?'
Paul was dreadfully frightened; but still he made a stand for the absent Glubb, though he did it trembling.
'He's a very nice old man, Ma'am,' he said. 'He used to draw my couch. He knows all about the deep sea, and the fish that are in it, and the great monsters that come and lie on rocks in the sun, and dive into the water again when they're startled, blowing and splashing so, that they can be heard for miles. There are some creatures, said Paul, warming with his subject, 'I don't know how many yards long, and I forget their names, but Florence knows, that pretend to be in distress6; and when a man goes near them, out of compassion7, they open their great jaws8, and attack him. But all he has got to do,' said Paul, boldly tendering this information to the very Doctor himself, 'is to keep on turning as he runs away, and then, as they turn slowly, because they are so long, and can't bend, he's sure to beat them. And though old Glubb don't know why the sea should make me think of my Mama that's dead, or what it is that it is always saying - always saying! he knows a great deal about it. And I wish,' the child concluded, with a sudden falling of his countenance10, and failing in his animation11, as he looked like one forlorn, upon the three strange faces, 'that you'd let old Glubb come here to see me, for I know him very well, and he knows me.
'Ha!' said the Doctor, shaking his head; 'this is bad, but study will do much.'
Mrs Blimber opined, with something like a shiver, that he was an unaccountable child; and, allowing for the difference of visage, looked at him pretty much as Mrs Pipchin had been used to do.
'Take him round the house, Cornelia,' said the Doctor, 'and familiarise him with his new sphere. Go with that young lady, Dombey.'
Dombey obeyed; giving his hand to the abstruse12 Cornelia, and looking at her sideways, with timid curiosity, as they went away together. For her spectacles, by reason of the glistening13 of the glasses, made her so mysterious, that he didn't know where she was looking, and was not indeed quite sure that she had any eyes at all behind them.
Cornelia took him first to the schoolroom, which was situated14 at the back of the hall, and was approached through two baize doors, which deadened and muffled15 the young gentlemen's voices. Here, there were eight young gentlemen in various stages of mental prostration16, all very hard at work, and very grave indeed. Toots, as an old hand, had a desk to himself in one corner: and a magnificent man, of immense age, he looked, in Paul's young eyes, behind it.
Mr Feeder, B.A., who sat at another little desk, had his Virgil stop on, and was slowly grinding that tune17 to four young gentlemen. Of the remaining four, two, who grasped their foreheads convulsively, were engaged in solving mathematical problems; one with his face like a dirty window, from much crying, was endeavouring to flounder through a hopeless number of lines before dinner; and one sat looking at his task in stony18 stupefaction and despair - which it seemed had been his condition ever since breakfast time.
The appearance of a new boy did not create the sensation that might have been expected. Mr Feeder, B.A. (who was in the habit of shaving his head for coolness, and had nothing but little bristles19 on it), gave him a bony hand, and told him he was glad to see him - which Paul would have been very glad to have told him, if he could have done so with the least sincerity20. Then Paul, instructed by Cornelia, shook hands with the four young gentlemen at Mr Feeder's desk; then with the two young gentlemen at work on the problems, who were very feverish21; then with the young gentleman at work against time, who was very inky; and lastly with the young gentleman in a state of stupefaction, who was flabby and quite cold.
Paul having been already introduced to Toots, that pupil merely chuckled22 and breathed hard, as his custom was, and pursued the occupation in which he was engaged. It was not a severe one; for on account of his having 'gone through' so much (in more senses than one), and also of his having, as before hinted, left off blowing in his prime, Toots now had licence to pursue his own course of study: which was chiefly to write long letters to himself from persons of distinction, adds 'P. Toots, Esquire, Brighton, Sussex,' and to preserve them in his desk with great care.
These ceremonies passed, Cornelia led Paul upstairs to the top of the house; which was rather a slow journey, on account of Paul being obliged to land both feet on every stair, before he mounted another. But they reached their journey's end at last; and there, in a front room, looking over the wild sea, Cornelia showed him a nice little bed with white hangings, close to the window, on which there was already beautifully written on a card in round text - down strokes very thick, and up strokes very fine - DOMBEY; while two other little bedsteads in the same room were announced, through like means, as respectively appertaining unto BRIGGS and TOZER.
Just as they got downstairs again into the hall, Paul saw the weak-eyed young man who had given that mortal offence to Mrs Pipchin, suddenly seize a very large drumstick, and fly at a gong that was hanging up, as if he had gone mad, or wanted vengeance24. Instead of receiving warning, however, or being instantly taken into custody25, the young man left off unchecked, after having made a dreadful noise. Then Cornelia Blimber said to Dombey that dinner would be ready in a quarter of an hour, and perhaps he had better go into the schoolroom among his 'friends.'
So Dombey, deferentially26 passing the great clock which was still as anxious as ever to know how he found himself, opened the schoolroom door a very little way, and strayed in like a lost boy: shutting it after him with some difficulty. His friends were all dispersed27 about the room except the stony friend, who remained immoveable. Mr Feeder was stretching himself in his grey gown, as if, regardless of expense, he were resolved to pull the sleeves off.
'Heigh ho hum!' cried Mr Feeder, shaking himself like a cart-horse. 'Oh dear me, dear me! Ya-a-a-ah!'
Paul was quite alarmed by Mr Feeder's yawning; it was done on such a great scale, and he was so terribly in earnest. All the boys too (Toots excepted) seemed knocked up, and were getting ready for dinner - some newly tying their neckcloths, which were very stiff indeed; and others washing their hands or brushing their hair, in an adjoining ante-chamber - as if they didn't think they should enjoy it at all.
Young Toots who was ready beforehand, and had therefore nothing to do, and had leisure to bestow28 upon Paul, said, with heavy good nature:
'Sit down, Dombey.'
'Thank you, Sir,' said Paul.
His endeavouring to hoist29 himself on to a very high window-seat, and his slipping down again, appeared to prepare Toots's mind for the reception of a discovery.
'You're a very small chap;' said Mr Toots.
'Yes, Sir, I'm small,' returned Paul. 'Thank you, Sir.'
For Toots had lifted him into the seat, and done it kindly30 too.
'Who's your tailor?' inquired Toots, after looking at him for some moments.
'It's a woman that has made my clothes as yet,' said Paul. 'My sister's dressmaker.'
'My tailor's Burgess and Co.,' said Toots. 'Fash'nable. But very dear.'
Paul had wit enough to shake his head, as if he would have said it was easy to see that; and indeed he thought so.
'Your father's regularly rich, ain't he?' inquired Mr Toots.
'Yes, Sir,' said Paul. 'He's Dombey and Son.'
'And which?' demanded Toots.
'And Son, Sir,' replied Paul.
Mr Toots made one or two attempts, in a low voice, to fix the Firm in his mind; but not quite succeeding, said he would get Paul to mention the name again to-morrow morning, as it was rather important. And indeed he purposed nothing less than writing himself a private and confidential31 letter from Dombey and Son immediately.
By this time the other pupils (always excepting the stony boy) gathered round. They were polite, but pale; and spoke33 low; and they were so depressed34 in their spirits, that in comparison with the general tone of that company, Master Bitherstone was a perfect Miller35, or complete Jest Book.' And yet he had a sense of injury upon him, too, had Bitherstone.
'You sleep in my room, don't you?' asked a solemn young gentleman, whose shirt-collar curled up the lobes36 of his ears.
'Master Briggs?' inquired Paul.
'Tozer,' said the young gentleman.
Paul answered yes; and Tozer pointing out the stony pupil, said that was Briggs. Paul had already felt certain that it must be either Briggs or Tozer, though he didn't know why.
'Is yours a strong constitution?' inquired Tozer.
Paul said he thought not. Tozer replied that he thought not also, judging from Paul's looks, and that it was a pity, for it need be. He then asked Paul if he were going to begin with Cornelia; and on Paul saying 'yes,' all the young gentlemen (Briggs excepted) gave a low groan37.
It was drowned in the tintinnabulation of the gong, which sounding again with great fury, there was a general move towards the dining-room; still excepting Briggs the stony boy, who remained where he was, and as he was; and on its way to whom Paul presently encountered a round of bread, genteelly served on a plate and napkin, and with a silver fork lying crosswise on the top of it.
Doctor Blimber was already in his place in the dining-room, at the top of the table, with Miss Blimber and Mrs Blimber on either side of him. Mr Feeder in a black coat was at the bottom. Paul's chair was next to Miss Blimber; but it being found, when he sat in it, that his eyebrows38 were not much above the level of the table-cloth, some books were brought in from the Doctor's study, on which he was elevated, and on which he always sat from that time - carrying them in and out himself on after occasions, like a little elephant and castle.'
Grace having been said by the Doctor, dinner began. There was some nice soup; also roast meat, boiled meat, vegetables, pie, and cheese. Every young gentleman had a massive silver fork, and a napkin; and all the arrangements were stately and handsome. In particular, there was a butler in a blue coat and bright buttons, who gave quite a winey flavour to the table beer; he poured it out so superbly.
Nobody spoke, unless spoken to, except Doctor Blimber, Mrs Blimber, and Miss Blimber, who conversed39 occasionally. Whenever a young gentleman was not actually engaged with his knife and fork or spoon, his eye, with an irresistible40 attraction, sought the eye of Doctor Blimber, Mrs Blimber, or Miss Blimber, and modestly rested there. Toots appeared to be the only exception to this rule. He sat next Mr Feeder on Paul's side of the table, and frequently looked behind and before the intervening boys to catch a glimpse of Paul.
Only once during dinner was there any conversation that included the young gentlemen. It happened at the epoch41 of the cheese, when the Doctor, having taken a glass of port wine, and hemmed42 twice or thrice, said:
'It is remarkable43, Mr Feeder, that the Romans - '
At the mention of this terrible people, their implacable enemies, every young gentleman fastened his gaze upon the Doctor, with an assumption of the deepest interest. One of the number who happened to be drinking, and who caught the Doctor's eye glaring at him through the side of his tumbler, left off so hastily that he was convulsed for some moments, and in the sequel ruined Doctor Blimber's point.
'It is remarkable, Mr Feeder,' said the Doctor, beginning again slowly, 'that the Romans, in those gorgeous and profuse44 entertainments of which we read in the days of the Emperors, when luxury had attained45 a height unknown before or since, and when whole provinces were ravaged46 to supply the splendid means of one Imperial Banquet - '
Here the offender47, who had been swelling48 and straining, and waiting in vain for a full stop, broke out violently.
'Johnson,' said Mr Feeder, in a low reproachful voice, 'take some water.'
The Doctor, looking very stern, made a pause until the water was brought, and then resumed:
'And when, Mr Feeder - '
But Mr Feeder, who saw that Johnson must break out again, and who knew that the Doctor would never come to a period before the young gentlemen until he had finished all he meant to say, couldn't keep his eye off Johnson; and thus was caught in the fact of not looking at the Doctor, who consequently stopped.
'I beg your pardon, Sir,' said Mr Feeder, reddening. 'I beg your pardon, Doctor Blimber.'
'And when,' said the Doctor, raising his voice, 'when, Sir, as we read, and have no reason to doubt - incredible as it may appear to the vulgar - of our time - the brother of Vitellius prepared for him a feast, in which were served, of fish, two thousand dishes - '
'Take some water, Johnson - dishes, Sir,' said Mr Feeder.
'Of various sorts of fowl49, five thousand dishes.'
'Or try a crust of bread,' said Mr Feeder.
'And one dish,' pursued Doctor Blimber, raising his voice still higher as he looked all round the table, 'called, from its enormous dimensions, the Shield of Minerva, and made, among other costly50 ingredients, of the brains of pheasants - '
'Ow, ow, ow!' (from Johnson.)
'Woodcocks - '
'Ow, ow, ow!'
'The sounds of the fish called scari - '
'You'll burst some vessel51 in your head,' said Mr Feeder. 'You had better let it come.'
'And the spawn52 of the lamprey, brought from the Carpathian Sea,' pursued the Doctor, in his severest voice; 'when we read of costly entertainments such as these, and still remember, that we have a Titus - '
'What would be your mother's feelings if you died of apoplexy!' said Mr Feeder.
'A Domitian - '
'And you're blue, you know,' said Mr Feeder.
'A Nero, a Tiberius, a Caligula, a Heliogabalus, and many more, pursued the Doctor; 'it is, Mr Feeder - if you are doing me the honour to attend - remarkable; VERY remarkable, Sir - '
But Johnson, unable to suppress it any longer, burst at that moment into such an overwhelming fit of coughing, that although both his immediate32 neighbours thumped53 him on the back, and Mr Feeder himself held a glass of water to his lips, and the butler walked him up and down several times between his own chair and the sideboard, like a sentry54, it was a full five minutes before he was moderately composed. Then there was a profound silence.
'Gentlemen,' said Doctor Blimber, 'rise for Grace! Cornelia, lift Dombey down' - nothing of whom but his scalp was accordingly seen above the tablecloth55. 'Johnson will repeat to me tomorrow morning before breakfast, without book, and from the Greek Testament56, the first chapter of the Epistle of Saint Paul to the Ephesians. We will resume our studies, Mr Feeder, in half-an-hour.'
The young gentlemen bowed and withdrew. Mr Feeder did likewise. During the half-hour, the young gentlemen, broken into pairs, loitered arm-in-arm up and down a small piece of ground behind the house, or endeavoured to kindle57 a spark of animation in the breast of Briggs. But nothing happened so vulgar as play. Punctually at the appointed time, the gong was sounded, and the studies, under the joint58 auspices59 of Doctor Blimber and Mr Feeder, were resumed.
As the Olympic game of lounging up and down had been cut shorter than usual that day, on Johnson's account, they all went out for a walk before tea. Even Briggs (though he hadn't begun yet) partook of this dissipation; in the enjoyment60 of which he looked over the cliff two or three times darkly. Doctor Blimber accompanied them; and Paul had the honour of being taken in tow by the Doctor himself: a distinguished61 state of things, in which he looked very little and feeble.
Tea was served in a style no less polite than the dinner; and after tea, the young gentlemen rising and bowing as before, withdrew to fetch up the unfinished tasks of that day, or to get up the already looming62 tasks of to-morrow. In the meantime Mr Feeder withdrew to his own room; and Paul sat in a corner wondering whether Florence was thinking of him, and what they were all about at Mrs Pipchin's.
Mr Toots, who had been detained by an important letter from the Duke of Wellington, found Paul out after a time; and having looked at him for a long while, as before, inquired if he was fond of waistcoats.
Paul said 'Yes, Sir.'
'So am I,' said Toots.
No word more spoke Toots that night; but he stood looking at Paul as if he liked him; and as there was company in that, and Paul was not inclined to talk, it answered his purpose better than conversation.
At eight o'clock or so, the gong sounded again for prayers in the dining-room, where the butler afterwards presided over a side-table, on which bread and cheese and beer were spread for such young gentlemen as desired to partake of those refreshments63. The ceremonies concluded by the Doctor's saying, 'Gentlemen, we will resume our studies at seven to-morrow;' and then, for the first time, Paul saw Cornelia Blimber's eye, and saw that it was upon him. When the Doctor had said these words, 'Gentlemen, we will resume our studies at seven tomorrow,' the pupils bowed again, and went to bed.
In the confidence of their own room upstairs, Briggs said his head ached ready to split, and that he should wish himself dead if it wasn't for his mother, and a blackbird he had at home Tozer didn't say much, but he sighed a good deal, and told Paul to look out, for his turn would come to-morrow. After uttering those prophetic words, he undressed himself moodily64, and got into bed. Briggs was in his bed too, and Paul in his bed too, before the weak-eyed young man appeared to take away the candle, when he wished them good-night and pleasant dreams. But his benevolent65 wishes were in vain, as far as Briggs and Tozer were concerned; for Paul, who lay awake for a long while, and often woke afterwards, found that Briggs was ridden by his lesson as a nightmare: and that Tozer, whose mind was affected66 in his sleep by similar causes, in a minor67 degree talked unknown tongues, or scraps68 of Greek and Latin - it was all one to Paul- which, in the silence of night, had an inexpressibly wicked and guilty effect.
Paul had sunk into a sweet sleep, and dreamed that he was walking hand in hand with Florence through beautiful gardens, when they came to a large sunflower which suddenly expanded itself into a gong, and began to sound. Opening his eyes, he found that it was a dark, windy morning, with a drizzling69 rain: and that the real gong was giving dreadful note of preparation, down in the hall.
So he got up directly, and found Briggs with hardly any eyes, for nightmare and grief had made his face puffy, putting his boots on: while Tozer stood shivering and rubbing his shoulders in a very bad humour. Poor Paul couldn't dress himself easily, not being used to it, and asked them if they would have the goodness to tie some strings70 for him; but as Briggs merely said 'Bother!' and Tozer, 'Oh yes!' he went down when he was otherwise ready, to the next storey, where he saw a pretty young woman in leather gloves, cleaning a stove. The young woman seemed surprised at his appearance, and asked him where his mother was. When Paul told her she was dead, she took her gloves off, and did what he wanted; and furthermore rubbed his hands to warm them; and gave him a kiss; and told him whenever he wanted anything of that sort - meaning in the dressing71 way - to ask for 'Melia; which Paul, thanking her very much, said he certainly would. He then proceeded softly on his journey downstairs, towards the room in which the young gentlemen resumed their studies, when, passing by a door that stood ajar, a voice from within cried, 'Is that Dombey?' On Paul replying, 'Yes, Ma'am:' for he knew the voice to be Miss Blimber's: Miss Blimber said, 'Come in, Dombey.' And in he went. Miss Blimber presented exactly the appearance she had presented yesterday, except that she wore a shawl. Her little light curls were as crisp as ever, and she had already her spectacles on, which made Paul wonder whether she went to bed in them. She had a cool little sitting-room72 of her own up there, with some books in it, and no fire But Miss Blimber was never cold, and never sleepy.
Now, Dombey,' said Miss Blimber, 'I am going out for a constitutional.'
Paul wondered what that was, and why she didn't send the footman out to get it in such unfavourable weather. But he made no observation on the subject: his attention being devoted74 to a little pile of new books, on which Miss Blimber appeared to have been recently engaged.
'These are yours, Dombey,' said Miss Blimber.
'All of 'em, Ma'am?' said Paul.
'Yes,' returned Miss Blimber; 'and Mr Feeder will look you out some more very soon, if you are as studious as I expect you will be, Dombey.'
'Thank you, Ma'am,' said Paul.
'I am going out for a constitutional,' resumed Miss Blimber; 'and while I am gone, that is to say in the interval75 between this and breakfast, Dombey, I wish you to read over what I have marked in these books, and to tell me if you quite understand what you have got to learn. Don't lose time, Dombey, for you have none to spare, but take them downstairs, and begin directly.'
'Yes, Ma'am,' answered Paul.
There were so many of them, that although Paul put one hand under the bottom book and his other hand and his chin on the top book, and hugged them all closely, the middle book slipped out before he reached the door, and then they all tumbled down on the floor. Miss Blimber said, 'Oh, Dombey, Dombey, this is really very careless!' and piled them up afresh for him; and this time, by dint76 of balancing them with great nicety, Paul got out of the room, and down a few stairs before two of them escaped again. But he held the rest so tight, that he only left one more on the first floor, and one in the passage; and when he had got the main body down into the schoolroom, he set off upstairs again to collect the stragglers. Having at last amassed77 the whole library, and climbed into his place, he fell to work, encouraged by a remark from Tozer to the effect that he 'was in for it now;' which was the only interruption he received till breakfast time. At that meal, for which he had no appetite, everything was quite as solemn and genteel as at the others; and when it was finished, he followed Miss Blimber upstairs.
'Now, Dombey,' said Miss Blimber. 'How have you got on with those books?'
They comprised a little English, and a deal of Latin - names of things, declensions of articles and substantives78, exercises thereon, and preliminary rules - a trifle of orthography79, a glance at ancient history, a wink80 or two at modern ditto, a few tables, two or three weights and measures, and a little general information. When poor Paul had spelt out number two, he found he had no idea of number one; fragments whereof afterwards obtruded81 themselves into number three, which slided into number four, which grafted82 itself on to number two. So that whether twenty Romuluses made a Remus, or hic haec hoc was troy weight, or a verb always agreed with an ancient Briton, or three times four was Taurus a bull, were open questions with him.
'Oh, Dombey, Dombey!' said Miss Blimber, 'this is very shocking.'
'If you please,' said Paul, 'I think if I might sometimes talk a little to old Glubb, I should be able to do better.'
'Nonsense, Dombey,' said Miss Blimber. 'I couldn't hear of it. This is not the place for Glubbs of any kind. You must take the books down, I suppose, Dombey, one by one, and perfect yourself in the day's instalment of subject A, before you turn at all to subject B. I am sorry to say, Dombey, that your education appears to have been very much neglected.'
'So Papa says,' returned Paul; 'but I told you - I have been a weak child. Florence knows I have. So does Wickam.'
'Who is Wickam?' asked Miss Blimber.
'She has been my nurse,' Paul answered.
'I must beg you not to mention Wickam to me, then,' said Miss Blimber.'I couldn't allow it'.
'You asked me who she was,' said Paul.
'Very well,' returned Miss Blimber; 'but this is all very different indeed from anything of that sort, Dombey, and I couldn't think of permitting it. As to having been weak, you must begin to be strong. And now take away the top book, if you please, Dombey, and return when you are master of the theme.'
Miss Blimber expressed her opinions on the subject of Paul's uninstructed state with a gloomy delight, as if she had expected this result, and were glad to find that they must be in constant communication. Paul withdrew with the top task, as he was told, and laboured away at it, down below: sometimes remembering every word of it, and sometimes forgetting it all, and everything else besides: until at last he ventured upstairs again to repeat the lesson, when it was nearly all driven out of his head before he began, by Miss Blimber's shutting up the book, and saying, 'Good, Dombey!' a proceeding83 so suggestive of the knowledge inside of her, that Paul looked upon the young lady with consternation84, as a kind of learned Guy Faux, or artificial Bogle, stuffed full of scholastic85 straw.
He acquitted86 himself very well, nevertheless; and Miss Blimber, commending him as giving promise of getting on fast, immediately provided him with subject B; from which he passed to C, and even D before dinner. It was hard work, resuming his studies, soon after dinner; and he felt giddy and confused and drowsy87 and dull. But all the other young gentlemen had similar sensations, and were obliged to resume their studies too, if there were any comfort in that. It was a wonder that the great clock in the hall, instead of being constant to its first inquiry88, never said, 'Gentlemen, we will now resume our studies,' for that phrase was often enough repeated in its neighbourhood. The studies went round like a mighty89 wheel, and the young gentlemen were always stretched upon it.
After tea there were exercises again, and preparations for next day by candlelight. And in due course there was bed; where, but for that resumption of the studies which took place in dreams, were rest and sweet forgetfulness.
Oh Saturdays! Oh happy Saturdays, when Florence always came at noon, and never would, in any weather, stay away, though Mrs Pipchin snarled90 and growled91, and worried her bitterly. Those Saturdays were Sabbaths for at least two little Christians92 among all the Jews, and did the holy Sabbath work of strengthening and knitting up a brother's and a sister's love.
Not even Sunday nights - the heavy Sunday nights, whose shadow darkened the first waking burst of light on Sunday mornings - could mar3 those precious Saturdays. Whether it was the great sea-shore, where they sat, and strolled together; or whether it was only Mrs Pipchin's dull back room, in which she sang to him so softly, with his drowsy head upon her arm; Paul never cared. It was Florence. That was all he thought of. So, on Sunday nights, when the Doctor's dark door stood agape to swallow him up for another week, the time was come for taking leave of Florence; no one else.
Mrs Wickam had been drafted home to the house in town, and Miss Nipper, now a smart young woman, had come down. To many a single combat with Mrs Pipchin, did Miss Nipper gallantly93 devote herself, and if ever Mrs Pipchin in all her life had found her match, she had found it now. Miss Nipper threw away the scabbard the first morning she arose in Mrs Pipchin's house. She asked and gave no quarter. She said it must be war, and war it was; and Mrs Pipchin lived from that time in the midst of surprises, harassings, and defiances, and skirmishing attacks that came bouncing in upon her from the passage, even in unguarded moments of chops, and carried desolation to her very toast.
Miss Nipper had returned one Sunday night with Florence, from walking back with Paul to the Doctor's, when Florence took from her bosom94 a little piece of paper, on which she had pencilled down some words.
'See here, Susan,' she said. 'These are the names of the little books that Paul brings home to do those long exercises with, when he is so tired. I copied them last night while he was writing.'
'Don't show 'em to me, Miss Floy, if you please,' returned Nipper, 'I'd as soon see Mrs Pipchin.'
'I want you to buy them for me, Susan, if you will, tomorrow morning. I have money enough,' said Florence.
'Why, goodness gracious me, Miss Floy,' returned Miss Nipper, 'how can you talk like that, when you have books upon books already, and masterses and mississes a teaching of you everything continual, though my belief is that your Pa, Miss Dombey, never would have learnt you nothing, never would have thought of it, unless you'd asked him - when he couldn't well refuse; but giving consent when asked, and offering when unasked, Miss, is quite two things; I may not have my objections to a young man's keeping company with me, and when he puts the question, may say "yes," but that's not saying "would you be so kind as like me."'
'But you can buy me the books, Susan; and you will, when you know why I want them.'
'Well, Miss, and why do you want 'em?' replied Nipper; adding, in a lower voice, 'If it was to fling at Mrs Pipchin's head, I'd buy a cart-load.'
'Paul has a great deal too much to do, Susan,' said Florence, 'I am sure of it.'
'And well you may be, Miss,' returned her maid, 'and make your mind quite easy that the willing dear is worked and worked away. If those is Latin legs,' exclaimed Miss Nipper, with strong feeling - in allusion95 to Paul's; 'give me English ones.'
'I am afraid he feels lonely and lost at Doctor Blimber's, Susan,' pursued Florence, turning away her face.
'Ah,' said Miss Nipper, with great sharpness, 'Oh, them "Blimbers"'
'Don't blame anyone,' said Florence. 'It's a mistake.'
'I say nothing about blame, Miss,' cried Miss Nipper, 'for I know that you object, but I may wish, Miss, that the family was set to work to make new roads, and that Miss Blimber went in front and had the pickaxe.'
After this speech, Miss Nipper, who was perfectly96 serious, wiped her eyes.
'I think I could perhaps give Paul some help, Susan, if I had these books,' said Florence, 'and make the coming week a little easier to him. At least I want to try. So buy them for me, dear, and I will never forget how kind it was of you to do it!'
It must have been a harder heart than Susan Nipper's that could have rejected the little purse Florence held out with these words, or the gentle look of entreaty97 with which she seconded her petition. Susan put the purse in her pocket without reply, and trotted98 out at once upon her errand.
The books were not easy to procure99; and the answer at several shops was, either that they were just out of them, or that they never kept them, or that they had had a great many last month, or that they expected a great many next week But Susan was not easily baffled in such an enterprise; and having entrapped100 a white-haired youth, in a black calico apron101, from a library where she was known, to accompany her in her quest, she led him such a life in going up and down, that he exerted himself to the utmost, if it were only to get rid of her; and finally enabled her to return home in triumph.
With these treasures then, after her own daily lessons were over, Florence sat down at night to track Paul's footsteps through the thorny102 ways of learning; and being possessed103 of a naturally quick and sound capacity, and taught by that most wonderful of masters, love, it was not long before she gained upon Paul's heels, and caught and passed him.
Not a word of this was breathed to Mrs Pipchin: but many a night when they were all in bed, and when Miss Nipper, with her hair in papers and herself asleep in some uncomfortable attitude, reposed104 unconscious by her side; and when the chinking ashes in the grate were cold and grey; and when the candles were burnt down and guttering105 out; - Florence tried so hard to be a substitute for one small Dombey, that her fortitude106 and perseverance107 might have almost won her a free right to bear the name herself.
And high was her reward, when one Saturday evening, as little Paul was sitting down as usual to 'resume his studies,' she sat down by his side, and showed him all that was so rough, made smooth, and all that was so dark, made clear and plain, before him. It was nothing but a startled look in Paul's wan23 face - a flush - a smile - and then a close embrace - but God knows how her heart leapt up at this rich payment for her trouble.
'Oh, Floy!' cried her brother, 'how I love you! How I love you, Floy!'
'And I you, dear!'
'Oh! I am sure of that, Floy.'
He said no more about it, but all that evening sat close by her, very quiet; and in the night he called out from his little room within hers, three or four times, that he loved her.
Regularly, after that, Florence was prepared to sit down with Paul on Saturday night, and patiently assist him through so much as they could anticipate together of his next week's work. The cheering thought that he was labouring on where Florence had just toiled108 before him, would, of itself, have been a stimulant109 to Paul in the perpetual resumption of his studies; but coupled with the actual lightening of his load, consequent on this assistance, it saved him, possibly, from sinking underneath110 the burden which the fair Cornelia Blimber piled upon his back.
It was not that Miss Blimber meant to be too hard upon him, or that Doctor Blimber meant to bear too heavily on the young gentlemen in general. Cornelia merely held the faith in which she had been bred; and the Doctor, in some partial confusion of his ideas, regarded the young gentlemen as if they were all Doctors, and were born grown up. Comforted by the applause of the young gentlemen's nearest relations, and urged on by their blind vanity and ill-considered haste, it would have been strange if Doctor Blimber had discovered his mistake, or trimmed his swelling sails to any other tack9.
Thus in the case of Paul. When Doctor Blimber said he made great progress and was naturally clever, Mr Dombey was more bent111 than ever on his being forced and crammed112. In the case of Briggs, when Doctor Blimber reported that he did not make great progress yet, and was not naturally clever, Briggs senior was inexorable in the same purpose. In short, however high and false the temperature at which the Doctor kept his hothouse, the owners of the plants were always ready to lend a helping113 hand at the bellows114, and to stir the fire.
Such spirits as he had in the outset, Paul soon lost of course. But he retained all that was strange, and old, and thoughtful in his character: and under circumstances so favourable73 to the development of those tendencies, became even more strange, and old, and thoughtful, than before.
The only difference was, that he kept his character to himself. He grew more thoughtful and reserved, every day; and had no such curiosity in any living member of the Doctor's household, as he had had in Mrs Pipchin. He loved to be alone; and in those short intervals115 when he was not occupied with his books, liked nothing so well as wandering about the house by himself, or sitting on the stairs, listening to the great clock in the hall. He was intimate with all the paperhanging in the house; saw things that no one else saw in the patterns; found out miniature tigers and lions running up the bedroom walls, and squinting116 faces leering in the squares and diamonds of the floor-cloth.
The solitary117 child lived on, surrounded by this arabesque118 work of his musing119 fancy, and no one understood him. Mrs Blimber thought him 'odd,' and sometimes the servants said among themselves that little Dombey 'moped;' but that was all.
Unless young Toots had some idea on the subject, to the expression of which he was wholly unequal. Ideas, like ghosts (according to the common notion of ghosts), must be spoken to a little before they will explain themselves; and Toots had long left off asking any questions of his own mind. Some mist there may have been, issuing from that leaden casket, his cranium, which, if it could have taken shape and form, would have become a genie120; but it could not; and it only so far followed the example of the smoke in the Arabian story, as to roll out in a thick cloud, and there hang and hover121. But it left a little figure visible upon a lonely shore, and Toots was always staring at it.
'How are you?' he would say to Paul, fifty times a day. 'Quite well, Sir, thank you,' Paul would answer. 'Shake hands,' would be Toots's next advance.
Which Paul, of course, would immediately do. Mr Toots generally said again, after a long interval of staring and hard breathing, 'How are you?' To which Paul again replied, 'Quite well, Sir, thank you.'
One evening Mr Toots was sitting at his desk, oppressed by correspondence, when a great purpose seemed to flash upon him. He laid down his pen, and went off to seek Paul, whom he found at last, after a long search, looking through the window of his little bedroom.
'I say!' cried Toots, speaking the moment he entered the room, lest he should forget it; 'what do you think about?'
'Oh! I think about a great many things,' replied Paul.
'Do you, though?' said Toots, appearing to consider that fact in itself surprising. 'If you had to die,' said Paul, looking up into his face - Mr Toots started, and seemed much disturbed.
'Don't you think you would rather die on a moonlight night, when the sky was quite clear, and the wind blowing, as it did last night?'
Mr Toots said, looking doubtfully at Paul, and shaking his head, that he didn't know about that.
'Not blowing, at least,' said Paul, 'but sounding in the air like the sea sounds in the shells. It was a beautiful night. When I had listened to the water for a long time, I got up and looked out. There was a boat over there, in the full light of the moon; a boat with a sail.'
The child looked at him so steadfastly122, and spoke so earnestly, that Mr Toots, feeling himself called upon to say something about this boat, said, 'Smugglers.' But with an impartial123 remembrance of there being two sides to every question, he added, 'or Preventive.'
'A boat with a sail,' repeated Paul, 'in the full light of the moon. The sail like an arm, all silver. It went away into the distance, and what do you think it seemed to do as it moved with the waves?'
'Pitch,' said Mr Toots.
'It seemed to beckon124,' said the child, 'to beckon me to come! - There she is! There she is!'
Toots was almost beside himself with dismay at this sudden exclamation125, after what had gone before, and cried 'Who?'
'My sister Florence!' cried Paul, 'looking up here, and waving her hand. She sees me - she sees me! Good-night, dear, good-night, good-night.'
His quick transition to a state of unbounded pleasure, as he stood at his window, kissing and clapping his hands: and the way in which the light retreated from his features as she passed out of his view, and left a patient melancholy126 on the little face: were too remarkable wholly to escape even Toots's notice. Their interview being interrupted at this moment by a visit from Mrs Pipchin, who usually brought her black skirts to bear upon Paul just before dusk, once or twice a week, Toots had no opportunity of improving the occasion: but it left so marked an impression on his mind that he twice returned, after having exchanged the usual salutations, to ask Mrs Pipchin how she did. This the irascible old lady conceived to be a deeply devised and long-meditated insult, originating in the diabolical127 invention of the weak-eyed young man downstairs, against whom she accordingly lodged128 a formal complaint with Doctor Blimber that very night; who mentioned to the young man that if he ever did it again, he should be obliged to part with him.
The evenings being longer now, Paul stole up to his window every evening to look out for Florence. She always passed and repassed at a certain time, until she saw him; and their mutual129 recognition was a gleam of sunshine in Paul's daily life. Often after dark, one other figure walked alone before the Doctor's house. He rarely joined them on the Saturdays now. He could not bear it. He would rather come unrecognised, and look up at the windows where his son was qualifying for a man; and wait, and watch, and plan, and hope.
Oh! could he but have seen, or seen as others did, the slight spare boy above, watching the waves and clouds at twilight130, with his earnest eyes, and breasting the window of his solitary cage when birds flew by, as if he would have emulated131 them, and soared away!
在几分钟（对坐在桌子上的小保罗·董贝来说，这似乎是一段无穷无尽的时间）之后，布林伯博士回来了。博士的步伐庄严，有意使那颗幼稚的心灵留下严肃的感觉。这类乎一种行军；但是当博士伸出他的右脚的时候，他沉着地围绕着他的脊椎轴心，以半圆形的拐步转向左脚；而当他伸出左脚的时候，他又以同样的姿态转向右脚。因此，他每迈出一步，似乎都要看一下周围，仿佛在说，“有谁肯行个好，向我指出，有哪个学科，在哪个方向，我还没有得到知识的？我想未必有吧。”
布林伯夫人和布林伯小姐跟布林伯博士一道回来。博士把他新来的小学生从桌子上举出以后，把他交给了布林伯小姐。
“科妮莉亚，”博士说道，“董贝首先交给你管。培养他吧，科妮莉亚，培养他吧。”
布林伯小姐从博士的手中接过了她年幼的弟子；保罗觉得那副眼镜正在打量他，就低下了眼睛。
“您几岁了，董贝？”布林伯小姐问道。
“六岁，”保罗回答道。当他偷偷地向这位小姐看一眼的时候，他奇怪，她的头发为什么不像弗洛伦斯的那么长，她又为什么像一个男孩子。
“您对拉丁语语法知道多少，董贝？”布林伯小姐问道。
“一点也不知道，”保罗回答道。他觉得这个回答在布林伯小姐的感觉上引起了震惊，因此就抬起头来望着那些俯视着他的脸孔，说道：
“我的身体不好。我是个虚弱的孩子。我每天跟老格拉布出去的时候，我不能学拉丁语语法。劳驾您告诉老格拉布来看看我。”“多么可怕的粗俗的姓名！”布林伯夫人说道。“一丁点古典的味道也没有！这个妖怪是谁，孩子？”
“什么妖怪？”保罗问道。
“格拉布，”布林伯夫人极为嫌恶地说道。
“他不比您像妖怪，”保罗回答道。
“什么！”博士用可怕的声音喊道。“嘿嘿嘿！哎呀，这是什么话！”
保罗非常惊恐，但他还是替不在场的格拉布辩护，尽管他讲话时全身哆嗦。
“他是一位很好的老人，夫人，”他说道。“他经常来拉我的摇篮车。深深的海，海中的鱼，所有这些他全都知道。他还知道有很大的妖怪前来躺在岩石上晒太阳；当受到惊吓的时候，它们就重新跳入水中，喷着气，溅泼着浪花，所以好几英里以外的地方都能听到它们的声音。还有一种动物，”保罗兴奋地讲着他的故事，“我不知道有几码长，我也忘记它们的名字了，但弗洛伦斯知道；它们假装出痛苦的样子，当一个人出于同情心，走近它们的时候，它们就张开大嘴，对他进行袭击，但是他所必须做的事，”保罗大胆地把这个知识告诉博士本人，继续说道，“就是当他逃跑的时候，他继续不断地转弯；由于这种动物很长，又不能弯曲，所以转弯转得很慢，这样他就一定能够使它们追不上。虽然老格拉布不知道为什么海洋使我想起了我死去的妈妈，也不知道它一直在说着——一直在说着一些什么话，可是他对海洋的事情还是知道得很多。我希望，”孩子结束的时候，脸色突然搭拉下来，失去了原先的生气，像个孤独无助的人那样望着三张陌生的脸，说道，“你们能让老格拉布到这里来看看我，因为我很了解他，他也得了解我。”
“哈！”博士摇摇头，说道，“这不好，但是学习能解决许多问题。”
布林伯夫人似乎感到有些打颤一样地发表意见说，他是个难以理解的孩子，并且几乎就像皮普钦太太过去经常那样地看着他，只是两人的面貌不同罢了。
“领他到屋子里四处转转，科妮莉亚，”博士说道，“让他熟悉熟悉他的新的环境。跟这位小姐走吧，董贝。”
董贝遵从命令，把手伸给了那位莫测高深的科妮莉亚；当他们一起走开的时候，他怀着胆怯的好奇心，斜眼看着她。因为她那副闪烁着亮光的眼镜使她变得那么神秘，他不知道她在看什么地方，而且确实也不很肯定，她在眼镜后面究竟是不是还有眼睛。
科妮莉亚首先把他领往教室；教室座落在前厅的后面，穿过两扇门到达那里，门上钉着桌面呢，这样可以使年轻的先生们的声音减弱、消失。教室里有八位神经衰弱程度不同的年轻的先生们；他们全都很努力地学习着，而且真是十分严肃。图茨是最大的一位，在一个角落里有他自己的一张书桌；在保罗年幼的眼睛中，他是坐在书桌后面的一位年纪很大的庄严的男子。
文学士菲德先生坐在另一张小书桌的后面；他正在教维吉尔的诗，还没有教完，他这个人为的手摇风琴这时正慢条斯理地向四位年轻的先生演奏着那个曲子。在其余四个人当中，有两位痉挛似地紧紧抓着前额，正在解数学题；有一位由于哭得太多，脸孔像个肮脏的窗子一样，正力求在午饭前把那数量多得毫无希望的几行字胡乱地赶完；还有一位像石头一样茫然不动、陷于绝望地坐在那里，看着他的作业——
他吃完早饭以后似乎一直处于这样的状态中。
一位新孩子的出现并没有引起本可以预料会引起的哄动。文学士菲德先生（他习惯于勤刮胡子来使脸面保持凉爽，除了有一点点胡子茬外，脸上刮得干干净净）向他伸出了一只瘦削的手，对他说，他高兴见到他——保罗本想很高兴地对他说，他是否可以怀着最起码的一点诚意来说这句话。然后保罗在科妮莉亚的介绍下，和菲德先生书桌前的几位年轻的先生们握了手；然后和那两位在解题的年轻的先生们握了手，他们十分兴奋；然后和那位抢时间赶作业的年轻的先生握了手，他身上沾了很多墨迹；最后和那位茫然失措的年轻的先生握了手，他没精打采，十分冷淡。
因为保罗先前已被介绍跟图茨认识了，所以那位学生按照他的习惯，只是吃吃地笑着和喘着气，并继续做着他正在做的事情。那不是件困难的事情；因为由于他已经“经受了”那么多的事情（不要只从字面上来理解这一点），也由于正如我们前面已经提到过的，他在他精力最旺盛的时候已经停止催长，所以他现在可以从事他自己的研究课程；这主要是起草声名显赫的人士写给他本人的长信，称呼他为“萨塞克斯，布赖顿，普·图茨先生阁下”，他把这些信件十分仔细地保存在他的书桌中。
通过这些礼节以后，科妮莉亚领着保罗穿过楼梯上到屋顶；这是一段相当缓慢的路程，因为保罗必须把两只脚都跨到每个梯级以后才能攀登另一个梯级。但是他们终于到达了路程的终点。那里，在一个面临波涛汹涌的大海的房间中，科妮莉亚把一张紧挨着窗子、挂着白色帐子的漂亮的小床指点给他看，窗子上的一张纸牌上早已用圆体楷书——下面的笔划很粗，上面的笔划很细——写着“董贝”；在这同一个房间的另外两张小床，通过同样的方式标明它们是属于布里格斯与托泽的。
正当他们重新回到前厅的时候，保罗看到那位曾经冒犯过皮普钦太太、使皮普钦太太和他不共戴天的弱视的年轻人突然拿着一根很大的槌子，向悬挂着的一面锣飞跑过去，仿佛他已发了疯或者想要报仇似的。但是他并没有接到解雇通知，也没有被立即监禁起来；这位年轻人敲出了那可怕的声音之后，没有受到任何指责就离开了。这时科妮莉亚·布林伯对董贝说，午饭将在一刻钟之后准备好，也许他最好到教室里他的“朋友们”当中去待一下。
因此，董贝恭恭敬敬地走过那只大钟（它仍旧跟先前一样急想着知道他好吗），把教室的门稍稍地打开，像一个迷路的孩子一样悄悄溜了进去，然后有些吃力地把门关上。他的朋友们全都分散在房间里闲逛着，只有那位像石头一样的朋友还跟先前一样丝毫不动。菲德先生穿着灰色的长衣在伸懒腰，仿佛他不顾衣服的费用，决心要把袖子撕断似的。
“嗨嗬哼！”菲德先生像一匹拉车的马一样摇动着自己的身体，喊道，“啊，我的天哪，我的天哪！嗳——呀！”
菲德先生的呵欠使保罗感到十分惊恐；因为它使他的手脚伸得那么开，而他又是那么可怕地认真。所有的孩子们（只有图茨一人除外）似乎也都已筋疲力尽，正准备去吃午饭——有些人正重新结那确实是很硬的领饰；另外一些人在一间邻接的外室中洗手或刷头发，仿佛他们认为吃午饭根本不会得到什么乐趣似的。
年轻的图茨事先已经准备好了，这时没有事情可做，因此能腾出时间来招呼保罗；他笨拙而善意地说道：
“请坐，董贝。”
“谢谢您，先生，”保罗说道。
保罗设法攀登到一个很高的靠窗子的座位上，但却又从上面滑了下来；这件事情似乎使图茨的心智开了窍，使他能够发现一件事情。
“您是个很小的家伙，”图茨先生说道。
“是的，先生，我很小，”保罗回答道。“谢谢您，先生。”
因为图茨已把他举到座位上，而且态度很亲切地做了这件事。
“您的衣服是谁做的？”图茨向他看了一会儿之后，问道。
“我的衣服一直是一位女人做的，”保罗说道。“她给我姐姐做衣服。”
“我的衣服是伯吉斯公司做的，”图茨说道。“很时髦。但是很贵。”
保罗聪明地点点头，仿佛想说，·这·点很容易看得出来；他确实也是这样想的。
“您的父亲很有钱，是吗？”图茨先生问道。
“是的，先生，”保罗说道，“他就是——董贝父子公司。”
“董贝什么？”图茨问道。
“父子，先生，”保罗回答道。
图茨先生低声地试了一两次，想把公司的名字记在心头，但不很成功，就说，他想请保罗第二天早上把这名字再说一次，因为这是相当重要的。其实他无非是想立刻起草一封董贝父子公司写给他本人亲启的机密信件罢了。
这时候其他的学生（那位石头般的孩子总是例外）都聚集在一起。他们都彬彬有礼，但脸色苍白，低声说话；他们精神都很抑郁，跟这群人的心绪比起来，比瑟斯通少爷可以称得上是一位真正的米勒①或者是一本《笑话大全》了。然而比瑟斯通少爷也有一种受屈感。
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①指18世纪英国（滑稽）演员乔（约瑟夫）·米勒（Joe（Joseph）DMiller）（公元1684—1738年）；在他死后，由约翰·莫特利（JohnMottley）编了一本《乔·米勒趣话集》（JoeMiller’sJests）出版。
“您跟我在一个房间里睡觉，是不是？”一位神色庄严的年轻的先生问他，那人的衬衫领子一直翻卷到他的耳垂。
“您是布里格斯少爷吗？”保罗问道。
“托泽，”那位年轻的先生说道。
保罗回答说，是的；托泽指着那位石头般的学生说，那才是布里格斯。保罗早就确实感到，那人不是布里格斯就是托泽，虽然他不明白这是什么道理。
“您的体质强壮吗？”托泽问道。
保罗说，他认为他并不强壮。托泽说，他从保罗的外貌来看，也是这样想的，但这很可惜，因为需要有强壮的体质才行。然后他问保罗是不是先跟科妮莉亚学；当保罗回答“是的”的时候，所有的年轻的先生们都轻轻地哼了一声。
这哼声这时被重新狂怒般地响出的当当的锣声淹没了，于是大家向餐厅移动，那石头般的孩子却仍然例外，他仍然待在他原先所在的地方，仍然处在原先的状态中；保罗不久看见，有人给他送去一块面包，它雅致地摆在盘子和餐巾上面，顶上斜放着一把银叉。
布林伯博士已经坐在餐厅中他的座位上；他坐在餐桌的上方，布林伯小姐和布林伯夫人分坐在他的两旁。菲德先生穿着黑色的上衣，坐在桌子的下方。保罗的椅子挨近布林伯小姐；可是当他坐上去以后，大家发现他的眉毛高出桌布不多，于是就从博士的书房中搬进一些书，他就被举到这些书上面；而且从那时起他就老坐在这些书上面，——以后他自己把它们搬进来搬出去，像一只小象搬城楼似的。
博士念完祷告词之后，午饭就开始了。有美味的汤，还有烤的肉、煮的肉、蔬菜、馅饼和乳酪。每一位年轻的先生都有一把很大的银叉和一块餐巾，所有的安排都是庄重、雅致的。特别引人注意的是，一位穿着有亮钮扣的蓝上衣的男管家倒啤酒倒得十分美妙，能使它散发出一股酒的香味。
除了布林伯博士、布林伯夫人和布林伯小姐偶尔交谈几句外，没有一个人说话，除非是别人对着他说话的时候才说话。当每一位年轻的先生没有把注意力真正用在餐刀、叉子或匙子的时候，他的眼睛就受到一种不可抗拒的吸引力，寻找着布林伯博士、布林伯夫人或布林伯小姐的眼睛，然后谦虚地停在那里。图茨看来是唯一的例外。他挨着菲德先生坐着，与保罗是在桌子的同一边；他不时从坐在他们中间的孩子们的身后或身前探望保罗一眼。
只有一次，在吃饭的谈话中间，这些年轻的先生们也参加了进去。那正好是在吃乳酪的时候，博士喝了一杯葡萄酒，清了两三次嗓子以后，说道：
“那些罗马人，菲德先生，——”
当提到这个可怕的民族，他们的死敌的时候，每位年轻的先生都装出深感兴趣的神色，把眼光注视着博士。他们当中的一位正好在喝酒，当他看到博士正从他的玻璃酒杯旁边向他瞪着眼睛时，就急急忙忙地停止，结果痉挛了好几秒钟，并因此把布林伯博士的话头打断了。
“那些罗马人，菲德先生，”博士缓慢地重新开始道，“在皇帝统治的时代，在大办酒宴方面的奢侈挥霍是惊人的（我们在书上读到这种记载），当时奢侈达到空前绝后的顶峰，有好几个省为了提供一个皇家的宴会所需的资金，耗尽了元气——”
那位犯了过错的人一直紧张难受，并徒劳地等待着一个句号，这时猛烈地痉挛起来。
“约翰逊，”菲德先生用低声的责备的口吻说道，“喝点水。”
神色很严峻的博士停了一会儿，直到水取来以后，才继续说道：
“菲德先生——”
可是菲德先生看到约翰逊又要痉挛，他又知道博士在这些年轻的先生面前，在讲完所有他想要讲的话之前是决不会打下一个句号的，所以他不能把眼睛离开约翰逊；这样他就没有看着博士，博士也就因此停了下来。
“请原谅，先生，”菲德先生脸红着说道，“请原谅，布林伯博士。”
“先生，”博士提高声音说道，“我们读到过，而且也没有理由怀疑——虽然对于我们当今的普通老百姓来说，这是难以置信的——，维特利乌斯①的弟弟为他准备了一个筵席，筵席上摆出了两千盘鱼——”
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①维特利乌斯（AulusVitellius，公元15—69年）。公元69年，他被部下拥立为罗马皇帝，但不久即为另一被拥立为皇帝的韦斯巴芗（Vespasian）的军队所杀害。
“喝点水，约翰逊——鱼，先生，”菲德先生说道。
“五千盘各种家禽。”
“或者您试吃一片面包皮，”菲德先生说。
“还有一盘叫做米涅瓦的盾牌，”布林伯博士继续说道，他向桌子各处扫视时，声音提得更高，“这是根据它那巨大的容积来命名的；除了其他贵重的材料外，它的组成部分还有野鸡的脑子——”
“喔唷！喔唷！喔唷！”（这是约翰逊发出的）
“山鹬的脑子——”
“喔唷！喔唷！喔唷！”
“一种鱼的鳔，这种鱼叫鹦嘴——”①
“您头脑里有根什么血管要破裂，”菲德先生说道，“您最好听随它去，别去阻止它。”
“从喀尔巴阡海②中捕到的八月鳗的卵，”博士用他极为严肃的声音继续说道，“当我们谈到这样一些耗费巨大的筵席的情况时，我们不要忘记还有一位提图斯③——”
“如果您中风死了的话，那么您母亲将会是什么样的心情啊！”菲德先生说道。
“一位图密善——”④
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①指鹦嘴鱼（scaridae）：约80种热带珊瑚礁鱼类的总称，其中鹦鹉鱼（ParBrotfish）可食用。
②喀尔巴阡海（CarpathianSea）：欧洲中部喀尔巴阡山脉地区的河流，属黑海水系。
③提图斯（全名为TitusVespasiansAugustus，原名为TitusFlaviusVesBpasians，公元39—81年），罗马皇帝（在位时间为公元79—81年）。
④图密善（全名为CaesarDomitianusAugustus，原名为TitusFlaviusDomi－tianus，公元51—96年）：罗马皇帝（在位时间为公元81—96年）。
“您知道，您的脸色发青了，”菲德先生说道。
“一位尼禄①，一位提比利乌斯②，一位卡里古拉③，一位赫利奥加巴卢斯④以及其他许多人，”博士继续说道，“菲德先生，如果您肯赏光听一听的话，这是惊人的，很惊人的，先生——”
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①尼禄（全名为NiroClaudisCaesarAugustusGermanicus，公元37—68年）：罗马皇帝（在位时间为公元54—68年）。
②提比利乌斯（全名为TiberiusCaesarAugustus或TiberiusJuliusCaesarAu－gustus，原名为TiberiusClaudisNero，公元前42—37年）（亦译提比略）：罗马皇帝（在位时间为公元14—37年）。
③卡利古拉（全名为GaiusCaesarGermanicus，原名为GaiusCaesar，公元12—41年）：罗马皇帝（在位时间为公元37—41年）。卡里古拉（Caligula）是他父亲属下士兵给他取的绰号，意为“小靴子”。
④赫利奥加巴卢斯（Heliogabalus）或称埃拉加巴卢斯（Elagabalus）（全名为Cae－sarMarcusAureliusAntoniusAugustus，原名为VariusAvitusBassianus，上述两个名称是他的别称，公元204—222年）：罗马皇帝（在位时间为公元218—222年）。
但是约翰逊再也克制不住，这时发出了一阵异常猛烈的咳嗽，因此，虽然紧挨着他坐的孩子们咚咚地敲着他的背，菲德先生本人把一杯水端到他的唇边，男管家像一个哨兵一样，扶着他在他自己的椅子和餐具柜之间来来回回地走了好几次，但是整整经过了五分钟，他才多少镇定了下来；在这之后，房间里是一片深沉的寂静。
“先生们，”布林伯博士说道，“请站起来做祷告！科妮莉亚，把董贝抱下去，”——于是桌布上面除了他的头皮之外，就再也看不到他身上的什么东西了。“约翰逊明天吃早饭之前不要带书，向我背诵希腊文的圣约书，从第一章圣保罗使徒书背到以弗所书。菲德先生，我们在半小时后将继续进行学习。”
这些年轻的先生们鞠了躬，退出了房间。菲德先生也一样。在这半小时内，年轻的先生们分成一对对，手挽手地在房屋后面的一小片工地上来来去去地闲逛着，或者设法在布里格斯心中点燃一星生气的火花。至于游戏这种粗俗的事情则根本没有。到了指定的
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