‘A great deal of mischief1 is sometimes done, sir,’ Mrs Jennet began, ‘among pleasure parties who go to enjoy themselves at the seaside. It was in the Midsummer holidays, six or seven years ago (I don’t rightly recollect2 which), that we went wrong. When I say We I only mean the eldest3 Miss Urban, who was then alive — the youngest Miss Urban, now mistress of the school — and my old self, in past days lady’s maid, and afterwards keeper of the gate. My health was not as good in those days as it is now. So the two Misses Urban, as good creatures as ever lived, took me with them to the seaside. We had been about a fortnight in comfortable lodgings4, when Miss Esther, (who was the eldest one) says to me: “I’m afraid my sister is going to do a very foolish thing.” You will not be surprised to hear, sir, that a man was at the bottom of it. Also, that he was thought to be a perfect gentleman. Also, that he was handsome and clever and reputed to be well born. Also, that Miss Arabella (that is to say the present Miss Urban) was determined5 to marry him — and did marry him.’
‘And they are now separated,’ I ventured to guess. ‘And Miss Arabella has returned to her
maiden6 name?’
‘Worse than that, Mr Fencote. She never was married at all. A lady — a perfect lady if ever there was one yet — heard where the newly-married couple had gone for their
honeymoon7. She says to my mistress, breaking it very
kindly8 to her: ‘I am his victim, and you are his victim; look at my marriage certificate.” You will ask if he was caught and punished. Not he! Early in the morning, the
wretch9 said he was going out for a walk. He never came back, and has never been heard of since. It all happened within the six weeks of the Midsummer holidays; a hundred miles, and more, away from this place. We were saved, owing to those circumstances, from a scandal that might have ruined the school; and, like foolish women, we thought ourselves well out of it. Who could have foreseen, sir, that more misfortunes were going to fall on us? The first of them was the death of the eldest Miss Urban. The second — well some people might blame me for calling it a misfortune. What else is it, I should be glad to know, when a single lady, left sole mistress of a thriving school for girls, finds herself in a way to be a mother — cheated out of her
lawful10 marriage by a
villain11 who went to church with her, the husband of another woman?’
I thought of the little lovable boy whom I had left at work in his garden. But I had not courage enough to speak of him; remembering with shame how cruelly my headlong anger had injured Mira in my thoughts.
‘There’s but little more for me to say,’ Mrs Jennet resumed. ‘You don’t need to be told that a time came when the “health” of the mistress obliged her to leave the management of the school, for a few weeks, to the teachers, and that I was the servant who attended her. But please notice this: I am not to blame for the story which Miss Urban’s cleverness made up (when the child was put out at nurse) to save her reputation. From first to last, I was against that story. Miss Mira was then settled in America with her father and mother, and there was no
prospect12 of the parents or the daughter returning to the old country. What does my mistress do but turn her niece into “Mrs Motherwell, a widow,’ living abroad, and obliged by circumstances to
confide13 her little boy to the care of her aunt in England. That lie succeeded very well. But I have had a good education, Mr Fencote; and I was taught to observe things, before family troubles forced me to take to domestic service. This I have noticed, that lies turn
traitors14, in the long run, against the very people whom they have served. Miss Urban found this to be true, when your young lady unexpectedly returned to England. Ah, sir, I see what you are thinking of!’
I was thinking of the first interview between the aunt and the niece — and of how my intrusion must have complicated their deplorable position towards each other.
These were Mrs Jennet’s last words:
‘Miss Urban sent for me to bear witness, before her niece, to the cruel
deception15 by which she had suffered. It was the only excuse she could offer by way of
appeasing16 Miss Mira’s indignation — natural indignation, just indignation, I say! The next thing was to offer atonement, so far as it could be done. My mistress proposed to retire from the school, and to sell the business; and to live out her life (with her boy) among strangers. Until this could be done, she threw herself, as the saying is, on Miss Mira’s mercy. “It rests with you,” she said, going down on her knees, “to promise to keep up the deception for a few weeks, or to ruin me for life.” You know how it ended. In having the chance of getting that noble young woman for your wife, I consider you, sir, to be the luckiest man I ever set eyes on. And remember this, if you had not said that your mind was made up to marry her — or, to put it more plainly still, if you had not shown yourself ready to trust her, when you were quite ignorant of what had really happened — not one word of all that I have said to you would have passed my lips. Now I have spoken my mind — and there is an end of it.’
There is an end of it also, so far as this
narrative18 is concerned.
It is plainly needless to describe what happened when I got back to the house. Results alone are important enough to deserve notice. Mrs Jennet paid the penalty of taking me into her confidence by the loss of her situation, and entered my service on the spot. She accompanied Mira when we went back to Liverpool to be married. Miss Urban, safe in our silence on the subject of her private affairs, was left in possession of her school, her reputation, and her (adopted) son. At the time when I write my
confession19 — offering it as a valuable lesson to my children, and inventing nothing in it but names of persons and places — my wife and I are old people; little
Kit20 has become a fine man and a thorough sailor; our aunt and our good
housekeeper21 have long since been reconciled in death; and I have been, for a quarter of a century past, the happiest man that ever drew a prize in the
lottery22 of marriage.
The End
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mischief
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n.损害,伤害,危害;恶作剧,捣蛋,胡闹 |
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- Nobody took notice of the mischief of the matter. 没有人注意到这件事情所带来的危害。
- He seems to intend mischief.看来他想捣蛋。
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recollect
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v.回忆,想起,记起,忆起,记得 |
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- He tried to recollect things and drown himself in them.他极力回想过去的事情而沉浸于回忆之中。
- She could not recollect being there.她回想不起曾经到过那儿。
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eldest
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adj.最年长的,最年老的 |
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- The King's eldest son is the heir to the throne.国王的长子是王位的继承人。
- The castle and the land are entailed on the eldest son.城堡和土地限定由长子继承。
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lodgings
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n. 出租的房舍, 寄宿舍 |
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- When he reached his lodgings the sun had set. 他到达公寓房间时,太阳已下山了。
- I'm on the hunt for lodgings. 我正在寻找住所。
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determined
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adj.坚定的;有决心的 |
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- I have determined on going to Tibet after graduation.我已决定毕业后去西藏。
- He determined to view the rooms behind the office.他决定查看一下办公室后面的房间。
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maiden
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n.少女,处女;adj.未婚的,纯洁的,无经验的 |
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- The prince fell in love with a fair young maiden.王子爱上了一位年轻美丽的少女。
- The aircraft makes its maiden flight tomorrow.这架飞机明天首航。
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honeymoon
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n.蜜月(假期);vi.度蜜月 |
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- While on honeymoon in Bali,she learned to scuba dive.她在巴厘岛度蜜月时学会了带水肺潜水。
- The happy pair are leaving for their honeymoon.这幸福的一对就要去度蜜月了。
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kindly
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adj.和蔼的,温和的,爽快的;adv.温和地,亲切地 |
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- Her neighbours spoke of her as kindly and hospitable.她的邻居都说她和蔼可亲、热情好客。
- A shadow passed over the kindly face of the old woman.一道阴影掠过老太太慈祥的面孔。
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wretch
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n.可怜的人,不幸的人;卑鄙的人 |
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- You are really an ungrateful wretch to complain instead of thanking him.你不但不谢他,还埋怨他,真不知好歹。
- The dead husband is not the dishonoured wretch they fancied him.死去的丈夫不是他们所想象的不光彩的坏蛋。
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lawful
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adj.法律许可的,守法的,合法的 |
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- It is not lawful to park in front of a hydrant.在消火栓前停车是不合法的。
- We don't recognised him to be the lawful heir.我们不承认他为合法继承人。
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villain
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n.反派演员,反面人物;恶棍;问题的起因 |
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- He was cast as the villain in the play.他在戏里扮演反面角色。
- The man who played the villain acted very well.扮演恶棍的那个男演员演得很好。
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prospect
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n.前景,前途;景色,视野 |
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- This state of things holds out a cheerful prospect.事态呈现出可喜的前景。
- The prospect became more evident.前景变得更加明朗了。
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confide
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v.向某人吐露秘密 |
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- I would never readily confide in anybody.我从不轻易向人吐露秘密。
- He is going to confide the secrets of his heart to us.他将向我们吐露他心里的秘密。
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traitors
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卖国贼( traitor的名词复数 ); 叛徒; 背叛者; 背信弃义的人 |
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- Traitors are held in infamy. 叛徒为人所不齿。
- Traitors have always been treated with contempt. 叛徒永被人们唾弃。
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deception
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n.欺骗,欺诈;骗局,诡计 |
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- He admitted conspiring to obtain property by deception.他承认曾与人合谋骗取财产。
- He was jailed for two years for fraud and deception.他因为诈骗和欺诈入狱服刑两年。
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appeasing
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安抚,抚慰( appease的现在分词 ); 绥靖(满足另一国的要求以避免战争) |
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- Mr. Chamberlain had cherished the hope of appeasing and reforming him and leading him to grace. 张伯伦先生则满心想安抚他,感化他,教他温文知礼。
- A pleasing preacher is too often an appeasing preacher. 一昧讨好的传道人通常是姑息妥协的传道人。
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postscript
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n.附言,又及;(正文后的)补充说明 |
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- There was the usual romantic postscript at the end of his letter.他的信末又是一贯的浪漫附言。
- She mentioned in a postscript to her letter that the parcel had arrived.她在信末附笔中说包裹已寄到。
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narrative
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n.叙述,故事;adj.叙事的,故事体的 |
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- He was a writer of great narrative power.他是一位颇有记述能力的作家。
- Neither author was very strong on narrative.两个作者都不是很善于讲故事。
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confession
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n.自白,供认,承认 |
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- Her confession was simply tantamount to a casual explanation.她的自白简直等于一篇即席说明。
- The police used torture to extort a confession from him.警察对他用刑逼供。
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kit
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n.用具包,成套工具;随身携带物 |
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- The kit consisted of about twenty cosmetic items.整套工具包括大约20种化妆用品。
- The captain wants to inspect your kit.船长想检查你的行装。
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housekeeper
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n.管理家务的主妇,女管家 |
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- A spotless stove told us that his mother is a diligent housekeeper.炉子清洁无瑕就表明他母亲是个勤劳的主妇。
- She is an economical housekeeper and feeds her family cheaply.她节约持家,一家人吃得很省。
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lottery
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n.抽彩;碰运气的事,难于算计的事 |
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- He won no less than £5000 in the lottery.他居然中了5000英镑的奖券。
- They thought themselves lucky in the lottery of life.他们认为自己是变幻莫测的人生中的幸运者。
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