Chapter Two (第1/2页)
t turned out, Maidenlemans plan o serain, in time. stay in London for anot least, to do the bindings of his books.
I didnt care mucail of my travelling do t before times o curday nig drop—t ogs; o me, t I recall standing on Battersea Bridge as s, past o all tryside beyond it, t trees
and a d o I , and Mrs Sucksby and Mr Ibbs, and go quite aloo a maids pla a hose dark hills, I should have laughed in your face.
But Gentleman said I must go soon, in case t, by actally taking anoto be . ter o Lant Street and e a letter. y of ing, but to o e demented e of ers daugers daug to be me: tory I my place; t I for anotress, but ed on every side to go to t if only some softed lady uation far ay—and so on.
I said, If sleman, s be even sillier t told us.
But t a rand and Piccadilly, ory, five niged from t, t Miss Maud Lilly likely to be, all alone and uer?
Youll see, ter aion, and to t.
t begin at oo teach me horoper ladys maid should be.
First, ts of t t t curls. If you tur iron, made t er, you
could make t for a , or lentleman, tyle too fast for a try lady: ill it ly smoot once—just t in a plain knot at ty il isfied, cyle, as if us like a regular girl. y and I looked t plain and ba-faced, ures of us in t would be a new way of curdling milk.
y s till ging to t it hissing.
t you do anyto t girl of yours, said Mr Ibbs to Jo make her cry?
Joo see makes the less.
.
But e cauglemans plot, despite time I ever k o be cut, to t brought poke, he shook his head.
t do it, my son. Not to-day. Got a little something cooking.
s of a list t Gentleman before; t. runk, t from a man the river.
trunk o take to try. In tuff dress, more or less my size; and a cloak, and sogs; and on top of it all, a e uhings.
Mr Ibbs only undid tring at t and sat at tcimes to take apart, and po back togetleman, ook out tems one by one, and placed t upon table. Beside table a kit chair.
Noart ogs and dra mean, shes naked?
Dainty put o ittered. Sting at Mrs Sucksbys feet, having her hair re-curled.
Naked? said Gentleman. else? S take off take to bat o receive t o pass her her fresh ones.
I t of t o o stand and o a strange bare girl. A strange bare girl Street, o, and I o grab leman sa say youre squeamish?
I tossed my o s. ook up a pair of togs, and t of t chair.
? he asked me.
I shrugged. her shimmy, I suppose.
call it, make sure to , before ss it on.
ook t close to tc it carefully above t.
Noo tie tigs see you do it.
t about t to fast, he made me pull
t t lines of red and we upon my palms, as if I had been whipped.
says t fasten at t, like a regular girl? said Dainty, g.
Because tleman, s need a maid. And if s need a maid, s know she was a lady. hey? he winked.
After t came a camisole, and after t a dicky; tticoats, time of silk. tleman y run upstairs for a bottle of Mrs Sucksbys st, and .
And all time I must say:
ill you raise your arms, miss, for me this frill? and,
Do you care for it, miss, h a ruffle or a flounce? and,
Are you ready for it now, miss?
Do you like it draight?
S to be tighter?-
Oh! Five me if I pinch.
At last, as a pig. Miss Lilly sat before us tied ticoats spread out about t rating, of course, about the neck.
Jo say muc us all time, o his Bramah.
Sleman, stroking urally s so teac you, darling?
ted at ts; to t so ly, it looked to me as if ; and as he reached higher his cheek grew
pink, tle, tcs of its legs faintly s ill.
t little bitcly. og. to me, and yas say its bed-time.
Joill cy rubbed offee.
I began at t t of t loose t and eased it free.
ill you just lift your foot, miss, for me to take this from you?
ill you breattle softer, miss? and t will e.
me for an -iron.
Spit on ty? to gave a sizzle ook out a cigarette, and lit it on t base. tood by and smoked, Mrs Sucksby—s, been a mangling- another hour.
tlema me upstairs, to put on t P for me. It cairs again I could one; but Gentleman said it dress for a sneak or for a servant—and so all t for me, o be both.
e laug t; and t to groo t ( Dainty see oe and itd and try a curtsey. t sounds. Say to, it masters: I seyed before to anyone. Noleman had me
dipping up and doil I t I sseying came as natural to ladies maids, as passing rick, I s it—and about t, at least, for I still dip a proper curtsey, even noo.
ell. seys ory. to test me, and before my part, like a girl saying a catechism.
No is your name?
Aint it Susan? I said.
Aint it Susan, w?
Aint it Susan trinder?
Aint it Susan, sir. You must remember, I s be Gentleman to you at Briar. I s call me sir; and you must call Mr Lilly sir; and t call miss or Miss Lilly or Miss Maud, as ss you. And Susan tri may lead to Lant Street if t find you a better sed name—
Valentine, I said, straig I tell you? I een. I s. Gentleman heard me, and curled his lip.
Perfect, to put you on tage.
I knoine! I said.
ts true, said Dainty. Floy Valentine, and ers. Lord, I es t to be named for them, Sue.
I bit my finger. Maybe not.
Certainly not, said Gentleman. A fanciful name mig o everyones notice. e need a over—an untraceable name, yet one c? Lets make it, Smito be a sort of smiter all. t, I mean.
ur, and crooked his middle
finger; and t—fingersmithief, we laughed again.
At last fun, to? Aell me again. is your name?
I said it, er.
Very good. And w is your home?
My London, sir, I said. My moty; o be your nurse when you was a boy, sir.
o detail. Not so good, o style. e . Youre not selling violets. Say it again.
I pulled a face; but then said, more carefully,
t used to be your nurse when you were a boy, sir.
Better, better. And uation, before this?
itely married and about to go to India, o dress need me.
Dear me. You are to be pitied, Sue.
I believe so, sir.
And are you grateful to Miss Lilly, for Briar?
Oitude aint in it!
Violets again! dont my ss good. Noell me tant. are your duties ress?
I must steal it. I must o carry oo , s ts for w be see when she blushes.
Splendid! And w is your cer?
as the day
And , t no-o know?
t s sune; and t you, Mr Rivers, will make mine.
I took s and sseys, my eyes all time on toe of .
Dainty clapped me. Mrs Sucksby rubbed ogether and said,
ty, pass me an infant, I someto squeeze.
Gentleman stepped aside and lit a cigarette. Not bad, bad, at all. A little fining dos needed noer.
Later? I said. Oleman, aint you finis? If Miss Lilly will he sake of pleasing you, why should she care how fined down I am?
S mind, put an apron on C it is not only you aff.
I said, aff? I t of this.
Of course, self? First of all teward, Mr ay—
Mr ay! said Jo. Do they call him Milky?
No, said Gentleman. urned bae. Mr ay, trouble you muc tiles, tudy you a little be careful cable-boys and gardeners—but you s see muc them.
I looked at t t a s, t I so play the maid for?
Mrs Sucksby like dougleman, s looking over. You did keep very dark about ts last night.
ail, he said.
A detail? t you all.
But it oo late no day Gentleman a letter, from Miss Lilly.
it at t-offi ty. Our neig er e to t it, and broug back, and ope o —Mr Ibbs only drumming tle on table-top, by w he was nervous; and so grew more nervous myself.
tter , o e; and ful o lemen ful as him!
on very badly, sant and dull; pero urned. As for leman tilted tter, tter to catc.—As for o be able to tell Agnes looked set not to die after all—
e and dre in t t tleman smiled. t about to die; but s so loo Cork.
God bless taking out his handkerchief and wiping his head.
Gentleman read on.
I so see te. I so me, at once. I am grateful
to anyone for remembering me. I am not over-used to people ts. If so me, Mr Rivers, because so me from London, t .
ter to bad forttered in t of the lamps.
It urned out, of course, just as the clever devil had promised.
t nig o be my last nig Lant Street, and t nigs t to lead to Gentlemans seg of Miss Lillys fortu nig out for a roast supper, and put irons to in tion.
tuffed at te of mine, and got in my ook to tep, put up ooped to s, and I at ts of my s from il it sang; t to Mrs Sucksby and s t. Sleman; t for Joy; and t e parts, for herself and for me.
It , as Ive said, in my , I dont kno; per Mrs Sucksby o eat it, pigs self—o be grimag, rats eyes and tles of its snout gummed broreacly tears—but as about table, I greleman teased, and ly to work on e, and
Mrs Sucksby ly to e.
I gave o Dainty. S to John. he snapped his jaws and howled, like a dog.
Ao make flip. ook to take ting of t off, ting tting fire to to see it done and , like ture in a toy-shop window.
e sat, and everyoalked and laug a fi rat, and no-one seemed to notice. At last Mrs Sucksby patted omad said,
ont you give us a tune, Mr Ibbs, to put to bed by?
Mr Ibbs could tle, for an a go. acarted up arpaulin Jacket. Mrs Sucksby il broken. at sea.—Lost to he Bermudas.
lets , for e maudlis see ters of a dance.
Mr Ibbs struck up uy got up and pusy. til ts upon telpiece jumped and t rose inc t. Gentleman stood and leaned and cte, calling , Jo call, laugo a terrier in a fig on.
o join t. t
made me sneeze and, after all, t ed too by a glass and a plate of morsels of meat for Mr Ibbss sister, and I said I , dear girl, sill clapping out t. I took te and tairs.
It epping out of , to leave our kitcers nig ter ao one or t go back to join ttle o t up t pair of stairs, to ttle attic I had been born in.
tonig rips et on it. t for a bit of blue oil-clot acked to catd. tand, at t, coat and a s, of Gentlemans, and one or t; t cs, t e linen spilling from it. On t of a c, a packet of cigarettes, and sealing-. ttle, like toffee.
t curtain upon it, aken off, for a terpa from a burning ill smelt of ders. I took it up and put it about my s tood at t at t ther was hanged.
t fe upon it, and I o it, to make turn to dirty er. I could still catcle and the bounce of
Daintys feet, but before me treets of t at a ern of a coac t of all t must be trange and ordinary lives—in otreets, in ter parts of London. I t of Maud Lilly, in kno I anding, plotting y arren and Jo.
o make out t t in a fig, , s figty. S from fig ting bad meat. Just o of bad meat killed like t.
But, sleman t to.
I tried a curtain made me clumsy. I tried again. I began to s, in sudden fear.
tcsteps on tair, and t ans again, upon ttic stairs, and t of tle—only a little, for s sout.
Are you ly. And all on your ohe dark?
S all t I —at tlemans boots ahen she
came to me, and put o my c as if sickled or pinc stop—I said:
if I aint up to it, Mrs Sucksby? if I t do it? Suppose I lose my nerve a you doy, after all?
So t and sil it rested in back tain from my croked my hen.
Aint it a long o go? I said, looking up at her face.
Not so far, she answered.
Shere?
Srand of was caug my ear.
Every minute, sly. Aint you my o I you sleman by you. I s you go, for any ordinary villain.
t rue, at least. But still my beat fast. I t again of Maud Lilly, sitting siging for me to e and unlace ays and goy had said.
I c t I to do it, t it a very mean trick, and shabby?
So t, and not given it a t. And I kno also o see you doing it now.
t made me tful. For a minute, and said not I asked Lant Street, amongst all t ever. I said, in a whisper,
Do you t s, Mrs Sucksby, whey drop you?
ill. t started up stroking, sure as before. She said,
I s feel not t your neck. Raticklis.
ticklish?
Say then, pricklish.
Still smoothing.
But it then?
Sed cted, whe drop is opened.
I t of t c. tc, like monkeys on sticks.
But it es t quick at t, s on t I rat take t of it. And o dropping a lady— in suc the quicker?
I looked
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t turned out, Maidenlemans plan o serain, in time. stay in London for anot least, to do the bindings of his books.
I didnt care mucail of my travelling do t before times o curday nig drop—t ogs; o me, t I recall standing on Battersea Bridge as s, past o all tryside beyond it, t trees
and a d o I , and Mrs Sucksby and Mr Ibbs, and go quite aloo a maids pla a hose dark hills, I should have laughed in your face.
But Gentleman said I must go soon, in case t, by actally taking anoto be . ter o Lant Street and e a letter. y of ing, but to o e demented e of ers daugers daug to be me: tory I my place; t I for anotress, but ed on every side to go to t if only some softed lady uation far ay—and so on.
I said, If sleman, s be even sillier t told us.
But t a rand and Piccadilly, ory, five niged from t, t Miss Maud Lilly likely to be, all alone and uer?
Youll see, ter aion, and to t.
t begin at oo teach me horoper ladys maid should be.
First, ts of t t t curls. If you tur iron, made t er, you
could make t for a , or lentleman, tyle too fast for a try lady: ill it ly smoot once—just t in a plain knot at ty il isfied, cyle, as if us like a regular girl. y and I looked t plain and ba-faced, ures of us in t would be a new way of curdling milk.
y s till ging to t it hissing.
t you do anyto t girl of yours, said Mr Ibbs to Jo make her cry?
Joo see makes the less.
.
But e cauglemans plot, despite time I ever k o be cut, to t brought poke, he shook his head.
t do it, my son. Not to-day. Got a little something cooking.
s of a list t Gentleman before; t. runk, t from a man the river.
trunk o take to try. In tuff dress, more or less my size; and a cloak, and sogs; and on top of it all, a e uhings.
Mr Ibbs only undid tring at t and sat at tcimes to take apart, and po back togetleman, ook out tems one by one, and placed t upon table. Beside table a kit chair.
Noart ogs and dra mean, shes naked?
Dainty put o ittered. Sting at Mrs Sucksbys feet, having her hair re-curled.
Naked? said Gentleman. else? S take off take to bat o receive t o pass her her fresh ones.
I t of t o o stand and o a strange bare girl. A strange bare girl Street, o, and I o grab leman sa say youre squeamish?
I tossed my o s. ook up a pair of togs, and t of t chair.
? he asked me.
I shrugged. her shimmy, I suppose.
call it, make sure to , before ss it on.
ook t close to tc it carefully above t.
Noo tie tigs see you do it.
t about t to fast, he made me pull
t t lines of red and we upon my palms, as if I had been whipped.
says t fasten at t, like a regular girl? said Dainty, g.
Because tleman, s need a maid. And if s need a maid, s know she was a lady. hey? he winked.
After t came a camisole, and after t a dicky; tticoats, time of silk. tleman y run upstairs for a bottle of Mrs Sucksbys st, and .
And all time I must say:
ill you raise your arms, miss, for me this frill? and,
Do you care for it, miss, h a ruffle or a flounce? and,
Are you ready for it now, miss?
Do you like it draight?
S to be tighter?-
Oh! Five me if I pinch.
At last, as a pig. Miss Lilly sat before us tied ticoats spread out about t rating, of course, about the neck.
Jo say muc us all time, o his Bramah.
Sleman, stroking urally s so teac you, darling?
ted at ts; to t so ly, it looked to me as if ; and as he reached higher his cheek grew
pink, tle, tcs of its legs faintly s ill.
t little bitcly. og. to me, and yas say its bed-time.
Joill cy rubbed offee.
I began at t t of t loose t and eased it free.
ill you just lift your foot, miss, for me to take this from you?
ill you breattle softer, miss? and t will e.
me for an -iron.
Spit on ty? to gave a sizzle ook out a cigarette, and lit it on t base. tood by and smoked, Mrs Sucksby—s, been a mangling- another hour.
tlema me upstairs, to put on t P for me. It cairs again I could one; but Gentleman said it dress for a sneak or for a servant—and so all t for me, o be both.
e laug t; and t to groo t ( Dainty see oe and itd and try a curtsey. t sounds. Say to, it masters: I seyed before to anyone. Noleman had me
dipping up and doil I t I sseying came as natural to ladies maids, as passing rick, I s it—and about t, at least, for I still dip a proper curtsey, even noo.
ell. seys ory. to test me, and before my part, like a girl saying a catechism.
No is your name?
Aint it Susan? I said.
Aint it Susan, w?
Aint it Susan trinder?
Aint it Susan, sir. You must remember, I s be Gentleman to you at Briar. I s call me sir; and you must call Mr Lilly sir; and t call miss or Miss Lilly or Miss Maud, as ss you. And Susan tri may lead to Lant Street if t find you a better sed name—
Valentine, I said, straig I tell you? I een. I s. Gentleman heard me, and curled his lip.
Perfect, to put you on tage.
I knoine! I said.
ts true, said Dainty. Floy Valentine, and ers. Lord, I es t to be named for them, Sue.
I bit my finger. Maybe not.
Certainly not, said Gentleman. A fanciful name mig o everyones notice. e need a over—an untraceable name, yet one c? Lets make it, Smito be a sort of smiter all. t, I mean.
ur, and crooked his middle
finger; and t—fingersmithief, we laughed again.
At last fun, to? Aell me again. is your name?
I said it, er.
Very good. And w is your home?
My London, sir, I said. My moty; o be your nurse when you was a boy, sir.
o detail. Not so good, o style. e . Youre not selling violets. Say it again.
I pulled a face; but then said, more carefully,
t used to be your nurse when you were a boy, sir.
Better, better. And uation, before this?
itely married and about to go to India, o dress need me.
Dear me. You are to be pitied, Sue.
I believe so, sir.
And are you grateful to Miss Lilly, for Briar?
Oitude aint in it!
Violets again! dont my ss good. Noell me tant. are your duties ress?
I must steal it. I must o carry oo , s ts for w be see when she blushes.
Splendid! And w is your cer?
as the day
And , t no-o know?
t s sune; and t you, Mr Rivers, will make mine.
I took s and sseys, my eyes all time on toe of .
Dainty clapped me. Mrs Sucksby rubbed ogether and said,
ty, pass me an infant, I someto squeeze.
Gentleman stepped aside and lit a cigarette. Not bad, bad, at all. A little fining dos needed noer.
Later? I said. Oleman, aint you finis? If Miss Lilly will he sake of pleasing you, why should she care how fined down I am?
S mind, put an apron on C it is not only you aff.
I said, aff? I t of this.
Of course, self? First of all teward, Mr ay—
Mr ay! said Jo. Do they call him Milky?
No, said Gentleman. urned bae. Mr ay, trouble you muc tiles, tudy you a little be careful cable-boys and gardeners—but you s see muc them.
I looked at t t a s, t I so play the maid for?
Mrs Sucksby like dougleman, s looking over. You did keep very dark about ts last night.
ail, he said.
A detail? t you all.
But it oo late no day Gentleman a letter, from Miss Lilly.
it at t-offi ty. Our neig er e to t it, and broug back, and ope o —Mr Ibbs only drumming tle on table-top, by w he was nervous; and so grew more nervous myself.
tter , o e; and ful o lemen ful as him!
on very badly, sant and dull; pero urned. As for leman tilted tter, tter to catc.—As for o be able to tell Agnes looked set not to die after all—
e and dre in t t tleman smiled. t about to die; but s so loo Cork.
God bless taking out his handkerchief and wiping his head.
Gentleman read on.
I so see te. I so me, at once. I am grateful
to anyone for remembering me. I am not over-used to people ts. If so me, Mr Rivers, because so me from London, t .
ter to bad forttered in t of the lamps.
It urned out, of course, just as the clever devil had promised.
t nig o be my last nig Lant Street, and t nigs t to lead to Gentlemans seg of Miss Lillys fortu nig out for a roast supper, and put irons to in tion.
tuffed at te of mine, and got in my ook to tep, put up ooped to s, and I at ts of my s from il it sang; t to Mrs Sucksby and s t. Sleman; t for Joy; and t e parts, for herself and for me.
It , as Ive said, in my , I dont kno; per Mrs Sucksby o eat it, pigs self—o be grimag, rats eyes and tles of its snout gummed broreacly tears—but as about table, I greleman teased, and ly to work on e, and
Mrs Sucksby ly to e.
I gave o Dainty. S to John. he snapped his jaws and howled, like a dog.
Ao make flip. ook to take ting of t off, ting tting fire to to see it done and , like ture in a toy-shop window.
e sat, and everyoalked and laug a fi rat, and no-one seemed to notice. At last Mrs Sucksby patted omad said,
ont you give us a tune, Mr Ibbs, to put to bed by?
Mr Ibbs could tle, for an a go. acarted up arpaulin Jacket. Mrs Sucksby il broken. at sea.—Lost to he Bermudas.
lets , for e maudlis see ters of a dance.
Mr Ibbs struck up uy got up and pusy. til ts upon telpiece jumped and t rose inc t. Gentleman stood and leaned and cte, calling , Jo call, laugo a terrier in a fig on.
o join t. t
made me sneeze and, after all, t ed too by a glass and a plate of morsels of meat for Mr Ibbss sister, and I said I , dear girl, sill clapping out t. I took te and tairs.
It epping out of , to leave our kitcers nig ter ao one or t go back to join ttle o t up t pair of stairs, to ttle attic I had been born in.
tonig rips et on it. t for a bit of blue oil-clot acked to catd. tand, at t, coat and a s, of Gentlemans, and one or t; t cs, t e linen spilling from it. On t of a c, a packet of cigarettes, and sealing-. ttle, like toffee.
t curtain upon it, aken off, for a terpa from a burning ill smelt of ders. I took it up and put it about my s tood at t at t ther was hanged.
t fe upon it, and I o it, to make turn to dirty er. I could still catcle and the bounce of
Daintys feet, but before me treets of t at a ern of a coac t of all t must be trange and ordinary lives—in otreets, in ter parts of London. I t of Maud Lilly, in kno I anding, plotting y arren and Jo.
o make out t t in a fig, , s figty. S from fig ting bad meat. Just o of bad meat killed like t.
But, sleman t to.
I tried a curtain made me clumsy. I tried again. I began to s, in sudden fear.
tcsteps on tair, and t ans again, upon ttic stairs, and t of tle—only a little, for s sout.
Are you ly. And all on your ohe dark?
S all t I —at tlemans boots ahen she
came to me, and put o my c as if sickled or pinc stop—I said:
if I aint up to it, Mrs Sucksby? if I t do it? Suppose I lose my nerve a you doy, after all?
So t and sil it rested in back tain from my croked my hen.
Aint it a long o go? I said, looking up at her face.
Not so far, she answered.
Shere?
Srand of was caug my ear.
Every minute, sly. Aint you my o I you sleman by you. I s you go, for any ordinary villain.
t rue, at least. But still my beat fast. I t again of Maud Lilly, sitting siging for me to e and unlace ays and goy had said.
I c t I to do it, t it a very mean trick, and shabby?
So t, and not given it a t. And I kno also o see you doing it now.
t made me tful. For a minute, and said not I asked Lant Street, amongst all t ever. I said, in a whisper,
Do you t s, Mrs Sucksby, whey drop you?
ill. t started up stroking, sure as before. She said,
I s feel not t your neck. Raticklis.
ticklish?
Say then, pricklish.
Still smoothing.
But it then?
Sed cted, whe drop is opened.
I t of t c. tc, like monkeys on sticks.
But it es t quick at t, s on t I rat take t of it. And o dropping a lady— in suc the quicker?
I looked
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