lazy tour of two idle apprentices- 第19部分

and　only　to　be　torn　away　from　her；　by　tearing　life　away　from　her。



'Eleven　years　she　had　lived　in　the　dark　house　and　its　gloomy

garden。　　He　was　jealous　of　the　very　light　and　air　getting　to　her；

and　they　kept　her　close。　　He　stopped　the　wide　chimneys；　shaded　the

little　windows；　left　the　strong…stemmed　ivy　to　wander　where　it

would　over　the　house…front；　the　moss　to　accumulate　on　the　untrimmed

fruit…trees　in　the　red…walled　garden；　the　weeds　to　over…run　its

green　and　yellow　walks。　　He　surrounded　her　with　images　of　sorrow

and　desolation。　　He　caused　her　to　be　filled　with　fears　of　the　place

and　of　the　stories　that　were　told　of　it；　and　then　on　pretext　of

correcting　them；　to　be　left　in　it　in　solitude；　or　made　to　shrink

about　it　in　the　dark。　　When　her　mind　was　most　depressed　and　fullest

of　terrors；　then；　he　would　come　out　of　one　of　the　hiding…places

from　which　he　overlooked　her；　and　present　himself　as　her　sole

resource。



'Thus；　by　being　from　her　childhood　the　one　embodiment　her　life

presented　to　her　of　power　to　coerce　and　power　to　relieve；　power　to

bind　and　power　to　loose；　the　ascendency　over　her　weakness　was

secured。　　She　was　twenty…one　years　and　twenty…one　days　old；　when　he

brought　her　home　to　the　gloomy　house；　his　half…witted；　frightened；

and　submissive　Bride　of　three　weeks。



'He　had　dismissed　the　governess　by　that　time　…　what　he　had　left　to

do；　he　could　best　do　alone　…　and　they　came　back；　upon　a　rain　night；

to　the　scene　of　her　long　preparation。　　She　turned　to　him　upon　the

threshold；　as　the　rain　was　dripping　from　the　porch；　and　said：



'〃O　sir；　it　is　the　Death…watch　ticking　for　me！〃



'〃Well！〃　he　answered。　　〃And　if　it　were？〃



'〃O　sir！〃　she　returned　to　him；　〃look　kindly　on　me；　and　be　merciful

to　me！　　I　beg　your　pardon。　　I　will　do　anything　you　wish；　if　you

will　only　forgive　me！〃



'That　had　become　the　poor　fool's　constant　song：　　〃I　beg　your

pardon；〃　and　〃Forgive　me！〃



'She　was　not　worth　hating；　he　felt　nothing　but　contempt　for　her。

But；　she　had　long　been　in　the　way；　and　he　had　long　been　weary；　and

the　work　was　near　its　end；　and　had　to　be　worked　out。



'〃You　fool；〃　he　said。　　〃Go　up　the　stairs！〃



'She　obeyed　very　quickly；　murmuring；　〃I　will　do　anything　you　wish！〃

When　he　came　into　the　Bride's　Chamber；　having　been　a　little

retarded　by　the　heavy　fastenings　of　the　great　door　（for　they　were

alone　in　the　house；　and　he　had　arranged　that　the　people　who

attended　on　them　should　come　and　go　in　the　day）；　he　found　her

withdrawn　to　the　furthest　corner；　and　there　standing　pressed

against　the　paneling　as　if　she　would　have　shrunk　through　it：　　her

flaxen　hair　all　wild　about　her　face；　and　her　large　eyes　staring　at

him　in　vague　terror。



'〃What　are　you　afraid　of？　　Come　and　sit　down　by　me。〃



'〃I　will　do　anything　you　wish。　　I　beg　your　pardon；　sir。　　Forgive

me！〃　　Her　monotonous　tune　as　usual。



'〃Ellen；　here　is　a　writing　that　you　must　write　out　to…morrow；　in

your　own　hand。　　You　may　as　well　be　seen　by　others；　busily　engaged

upon　it。　　When　you　have　written　it　all　fairly；　and　corrected　all

mistakes；　call　in　any　two　people　there　may　be　about　the　house；　and

sign　your　name　to　it　before　them。　　Then；　put　it　in　your　bosom　to

keep　it　safe；　and　when　I　sit　here　again　to…morrow　night；　give　it　to

me。〃



'〃I　will　do　it　all；　with　the　greatest　care。　　I　will　do　anything　you

wish。〃



'〃Don't　shake　and　tremble；　then。〃



'〃I　will　try　my　utmost　not　to　do　it　…　if　you　will　only　forgive　me！〃



'Next　day；　she　sat　down　at　her　desk；　and　did　as　she　had　been　told。

He　often　passed　in　and　out　of　the　room；　to　observe　her；　and　always

saw　her　slowly　and　laboriously　writing：　　repeating　to　herself　the

words　she　copied；　in　appearance　quite　mechanically；　and　without

caring　or　endeavouring　to　comprehend　them；　so　that　she　did　her

task。　　He　saw　her　follow　the　directions　she　had　received；　in　all

particulars；　and　at　night；　when　they　were　alone　again　in　the　same

Bride's　Chamber；　and　he　drew　his　chair　to　the　hearth；　she　timidly

approached　him　from　her　distant　seat；　took　the　paper　from　her

bosom；　and　gave　it　into　his　hand。



'It　secured　all　her　possessions　to　him；　in　the　event　of　her　death。

He　put　her　before　him；　face　to　face；　that　he　might　look　at　her

steadily；　and　he　asked　her；　in　so　many　plain　words；　neither　fewer

nor　more；　did　she　know　that？



'There　were　spots　of　ink　upon　the　bosom　of　her　white　dress；　and

they　made　her　face　look　whiter　and　her　eyes　look　larger　as　she

nodded　her　head。　　There　were　spots　of　ink　upon　the　hand　with　which

she　stood　before　him；　nervously　plaiting　and　folding　her　white

skirts。



'He　took　her　by　the　arm；　and　looked　her；　yet　more　closely　and

steadily；　in　the　face。　　〃Now；　die！　　I　have　done　with　you。〃



'She　shrunk；　and　uttered　a　low；　suppressed　cry。



'〃I　am　not　going　to　kill　you。　　I　will　not　endanger　my　life　for

yours。　　Die！〃



'He　sat　before　her　in　the　gloomy　Bride's　Chamber；　day　after　day；

night　after　night；　looking　the　word　at　her　when　he　did　not　utter

it。　　As　often　as　her　large　unmeaning　eyes　were　raised　from　the

hands　in　which　she　rocked　her　head；　to　the　stern　figure；　sitting

with　crossed　arms　and　knitted　forehead；　in　the　chair；　they　read　in

it；　〃Die！〃　　When　she　dropped　asleep　in　exhaustion；　she　was　called

back　to　shuddering　consciousness；　by　the　whisper；　〃Die！〃　　When　she

fell　upon　her　old　entreaty　to　be　pardoned；　she　was　answered　〃Die！〃

When　she　had　out…watched　and　out…suffered　the　long　night；　and　the

rising　sun　flamed　into　the　sombre　room；　she　heard　it　hailed　with；

〃Another　day　and　not　dead？　…　Die！〃



'Shut　up　in　the　deserted　mansion；　aloof　from　all　mankind；　and

engaged　alone　in　such　a　struggle　without　any　respite；　it　came　to

this　…　that　either　he　must　die；　or　she。　　He　knew　it　very　well；　and

concentrated　his　strength　against　her　feebleness。　　Hours　upon　hours

he　held　her　by　the　arm　when　her　arm　was　black　where　he　held　it；　and

bade　her　Die！



'It　was　done；　upon　a　windy　morning；　before　sunrise。　　He　computed

the　time　to　be　half…past　four；　but；　his　forgotten　watch　had　run

down；　and　he　could　not　be　sure。　　She　had　broken　away　from　him　in

the　night；　with　loud　and　sudden　cries　…　the　first　of　that　kind　to

which　she　had　given　vent　…　and　he　had　had　to　put　his　hands　over　her

mouth。　　Since　then；　she　had　been　quiet　in　the　corner　of　the

paneling　where　she　had　sunk　down；　and　he　had　left　her；　and　had　gone

back　with　his　folded　arms　and　his　knitted　forehead　to　his　chair。



'Paler　in　the　pale　light；　more　colourless　than　ever　in　the　leaden

dawn；　he　saw　her　coming；　trailing　herself　along　the　floor　towards

him　…　a　white　wreck　of　hair；　and　dress；　and　wild　eyes；　pushing

itself　on　by　an　irresolute　and　bending　hand。



'〃O；　forgive　me！　　I　will　do　anything。　　O；　sir；　pray　tell　me　I　may

live！〃



'〃Die！〃



'〃Are　you　so　resolved？　　Is　there　no　hope　for　me？〃



'〃Die！〃



'Her　large　eyes　strained　themselves　with　wonder　and　fear；　wonder

and　fear　changed　to　reproach；　reproach　to　blank　nothing。　　It　was

done。　　He　was　not　at　first　so　sure　it　was　done；　but　that　the

morning　sun　was　hanging　jewels　in　her　hair　…　he　saw　the　diamond；

emerald；　and　ruby；　glittering　among　it　in　little　points；　as　he

stood　looking　down　at　her　…　when　he　lifted　her　and　laid　her　on　her

bed。



'She　was　soon　laid　in　the　ground。　　And　now　they　were　all　gone；　and

he　had　compensated　himself　well。



'He　had　a　mind　to　travel。　　Not　that　he　meant　to　waste　his　Money；

for　he　was　a　pinching　man　and　liked　his　Money　dearly　（liked　nothing

else；　indeed）；　but；　that　he　had　grown　tired　of　the　desolate　house

and　wished　to　turn　his　back　upon　it　and　have　done　with　it。　　But；

the　house　was　worth　Money；　and　Money　must　not　be　thrown　away。　　He

determined　to　sell　it　before　he　went。　　That　it　might　look　the　less

wretched　and　bring　a　better　price；　he　hired　some　labourers　to　work

in　the　overgrown　garden；　to　cut　out　the　dead　wood；　trim　the　ivy

that　drooped　in　heavy　masses　over　the　windows　and　gables；　and　clear

the　walks　in　which　the　weeds　were　growing　mid…leg　high。



'He　worked；　himself；　along　with　them。　　He　worked　later　than　they

did；　and；　one　evening　at　dusk；　was　left　working　alone；　with　his

bill…hook　in　his　hand。　　One　autumn　evening；　when　the　Bride　was　five

weeks　dead。



'〃It　grows　too　dark　to　work　longer；〃　he　said　to　himself；　〃I　must

give　over　for　the　night。〃



'He　detested　the　house；　and　was　loath　to　enter　it。　　He　looked　at

the　dark　porch　waiting　for　him　like　a　tomb；　and　felt　that　it　was　an

accursed　house。　　Near　to　the　porch；　and　near　to　where　he　stood；　was

a　tree　whose　branches　waved　before　the　old　bay…window　of　the

Bride's　Chamber；　where　it　had　been　done。　　The　tree　swung　suddenly；

and　made　him　start。　　It　swung　again；　although　the　night　was　still。

Looking　up　into　it；　he　saw　a　figure　among　the　branches。



'It　was　the　figure　of　a　young　man。　　The　face　looked　down；　as　his

looked　up；　the　branches　cracked　and　swayed；　the　figure　rapidly

descended；　and　slid　upon　its