Chapter Three (第1/2页)
t six in t seemed still t to me, for my dle of course o notains out. , came knog at my door, I t I Lant Street. I ers filed free by Mr Ibbs. t imes; and sometimes times te villains. Once a man put a ko Mr Ibbss t, because too sloarted from t, O I meant to be to , I could not tell you; a. S ter for me, and s my fire; took t, aied it into of
slops, and her apron.
I o tip my piddle into , I sure I liked it. But I said, t—t; for s and tossed o say, hanking her?
Servants. Sake my breakfast in Mrs Stiless pantry. turned a me—getting a quick look, I t, at my frod my srunk, on the way.
I ed for to take, t oo cold to t in, I sao see t before, by t treaked bro tained we.
From t-door room t saying, Yes, miss. tting of a door.
t doo my breakfast—first losing my ttom of ts stairs, and finding myself in t. ttles, and ted panes. Gentleman t, too, about ts. iless pantry at last togs, and . t o Mr Lilly for forty-five years, . ts, . e hey say Londoners lush!
Mr ay said o me, but spoke to Mrs Stiles about ter to left; and wold he Dunravens, of
reet, Mayfair, o s a humbug he was.
off at seven. Mrs Stiles leave table before up. hen she did she said,
You o Miss Maud slept well.
I didnt knoo say to t. S on, anyway:
Miss Maud rises early. S you be sent to o wasicular.
My o me; but I le stone sink sry.
I felt t drunk it. I ain I so it again.
I was nervous.
Sook me up. e , as before, by ts stairs, but truck out into a led to one or t one of t catc came, but suppose s. Sraigurhe iron handle, and led me in.
ts s floor—rifling turkey carpets, t ables about, and one or ts mout branctled in their frames.
ttle spluttering fire in a vast old grate, and before tanding gazing into t turning as sep, and starting, and blinking—tress of t all our plot on.
I ed Gentleman o be quite out of t s t—at least, I did not tudied aller t very fair—and er. , for I liked to bite my oo be s young-looking; but as to t— to udied Maud Lilly as sood before me no, s ked, as I ook a step or to meet me, and opped, and put ly, at . t—I onis in a of velvet. On toned up tig t. She said,
Miss Smito be my maid, from London! And may I call you Susan? I at Briar, Susan; and I muco like, i do it very easily— very easily, indeed.
S, s, ing voice, tilting me, still quite crimson at t Lant Street, and gripped my skirt and made a curtsey. And w sook my hand in hers.
S Mrs Stiles, he door.
You need not stay, Mrs Stiles, s you my eye. Youve I am an orpo
Briar as a c all to care for me. I ot tell you all tiles a mot time.
Silted iles catch her
gaze, but a bit of colour struggled into tered. I s , myself; but servants groimental over take my .
Anye; and t us. Maud smiled again, and led me to one of t o t beside me. Ser my journey—e supposed you lost! ser my room. Did I like my bed? Did I like my breakfast?
And anyone Lant Street—as if I mig t s in a different sort of in a gaping try in a notig, o o .
Of course, I t I kneas.
sold me all ties I so do, tidy her gowns. She lowered her eyes.
Youll see of t Briar, s matters little, I suppose, since . But you, of course, o t styles of London.
I t of Daintys . Pretty used, I said.
And your last mistress, s on te a fine lady? So look at me, I expect!
Sill , and again looked from me; and again I t, You pigeon!
But Lady Alice— Gentleman oo kind to laug anyone,
and grand clot not ougo be judged. All in all, I t, it ty clever to say; and so too, for w s me in a new way and down, and sook my hink. I said, Lady Alice always said so, miss.
ter t Gentleman ten for me, and t t be t to present it. I took it from my pocket and over. So to o t. Sood a long time looking at t me; and my beat a little fast to t iced somet it t: for I sa last t rembled; and I guessed t s a proper cer w she should say.
I t it almost a s, t sher.
ell, sting it inside , Lady Alice does indeed speak o leave her house.
Pretty sorry, miss, I said. But to India. I ther fierce.
S. Strong lig.
Seete. I smiled, but kept my lips s—for my oeet are yelloo say quite yellohem yellower.
S, miss.
library. t library, of its kind, in all of England. I dare say you soon.
t hing, miss, Im sure.
So read, of course?
I so read, miss? Sing. Pretty muc last. t is, I am sure I so be shown.
Sared.
to learn, I mean, I said.
Sared, even , disbelieving sort of laug mean, you ot read? Not really? Not a a letter? tle table . Still ook t to me. Go on, s. Read me any part, I s mind if you stumble.
I beginning to s. I ope and looked at a page. It . I tried anot one Mauds gaze, like a flame against my face. I felt tter. take a c.
Our Fatried, w in heaven—
But t t. I closed t my lip, and looked at t, very bitterly, ell, a maid t t read e fancy letters in a curling ed my eyes to hers and said,
I migaug, miss. I am t willing. Im sure I could learn, in half a wink—
But shing.
Be taugly taking back t allo. Not read! Ao live in t t meant. You should know, indeed!
Sill ill smiling, tolling of t times; and then her smile fell.
No go to Mr Lilly; and wrikes one I shall be free again.
S—sounding, I t, just like a girl in a story. Arent tories, s, and s? She said,
e to me, Susan, at my uncles e.
I will, miss, I said.
S racted kind of to it, and put o o c goed at the bad showed her calves.
S my eye in tsey.
Shall I go, miss? I said.
Sepped back. Stay, s my rooms in order, will you?
S to t topped. She said,
I . I , in London, miss you too greatly. It , I t Mr Rivers mentioned? Se well, when you saw him?
S tion fall, like it o o make all t. As if sy!
I said, s.
S. Did ruly? she said.
truly, miss.
S tly.
I remembered ting at t kitcticoat, saying, You s bitch.
Im sure hes very kind, miss, I said.
tinkling of a little urned and ran, leaving tairs as s down.
I ed a sed, tepped to t my foot to it, and kicked it s. I to t te Street. I lifted my Maud my o my freckled ceeto as Gentleman it over t as , and tor be standing ready rait-coat at the madhouse door.
ts , after seeing hen.
But I t it in a distented sort of o admit, e iller t se, ttling of panes of glass. I to t tle red sand-bags laid upon to keep it out, but t , and my o one, and my finger came aood and s t a vie plain grass and trees. A fehe lawn. I wondered which way London was.
I er. I arnish.
t of somet my rooms in order, Maud I supposed must be be anot in house were all of dark oak panelling,
very gloomy on t so pat in t spot t I looked ood, I sa me, plain as daylight.
It o as I , t o my o before and listened for seemed a very fooliso I sa. For it very grand, but grand enoug, s smell to it, and a ed bed ains and a opy of old moreen. I sure t sleeping in a bed like t make me sneeze: I t of all t and dead flies and spiders t must be gat looked as t been taken doy years. t a nig—I folded t it beo te. So muc t aged looking-glass, s t e black . I s ladies leaves in t , for it go no made t ened. Seeing t, I t again Maud ainly rid of a stuff like ter someto te and dainty.
But o Lant Street teacy goods. I got and girlis, t to flat; after t, t to. ther was a
dressing-table. t re tles
and pinst—I tidied too—and fitted be of fancy
drae ones, in top dratens in
t.
t t I guessed spelled out Mauds name. I so t, h scissors and a pin.
I did no suc left tly, and I about til I oucudied it all t muco look at; but t tle sat upon a table beside her bed.
took it up it gave a dull sort of rattle. t it some, you only o ss like giving brio an oyster. I used one of her hairpins.
turned out to be lio squeak. I am not sure to find in tleman, some keepsake, some letter, some little bill-and-coo. But ure portrait, in a frame of gold yle from ty years before, and t look muc I t it a pretty safe bet t s t, if s Maud kept ure locked up in a box, and did not .
I puzzled so long over turning ture, looking for marks, t took it up, like everyt t , or Mrs Stiles—so tch me
standing by trait in my ba its place, and made it fast again.
t to make a pick-lock . I s o and t me a thief.
to do, after I . I stood some more at t eleven oclock a maid brougray. Miss Maud isnt ea-pot; but tea in fairy-sips, to make it last took tray back doo save t into tcared and the cook said,
ell, I never! If you t aint quioug speak to Mrs Stiles. But Im sure, Miss Fee never called anyone idle.
Miss Fee sia. It seemed very cruel to be supposed prouder trying to be kind.
But I said not, Miss Maud likes me, if you dont! For so ime to pass, not for its o as it ake me back to her.
At least at Briar you alruck, and to tairs and til one of t by, and so t floor, t you reac aircase and a it you t you ures ood and put my fio its little eeting to , but slo be reading to her uncle from a book.
ted my for me to enter.
I sa: sting at a desk tle ly by, but s beside a s ts lig. Above s glass upon it. All about unning amount. ories does one man need? I looked at t e gloves and drehem ba.
So , to t, because of t see. A cross voice said,
is it?
I pused sat Mr Lilly, Mauds old uncle; and to describe o tell everything.
coat, and a velvet cap, t ub of red ting from it ained all over be stained obacco. e. o black, from w pages.
hem he had a pair of glasses, shaded green. he saw me and said,
he devil are you?
Maud ttons at .
tly. Miss Smith.
Behemselves up and groer.
Miss Smit me but talking to , like t one?
I dont know, said Maud. I asked , Susan?
I didnt kno I sa
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t six in t seemed still t to me, for my dle of course o notains out. , came knog at my door, I t I Lant Street. I ers filed free by Mr Ibbs. t imes; and sometimes times te villains. Once a man put a ko Mr Ibbss t, because too sloarted from t, O I meant to be to , I could not tell you; a. S ter for me, and s my fire; took t, aied it into of
slops, and her apron.
I o tip my piddle into , I sure I liked it. But I said, t—t; for s and tossed o say, hanking her?
Servants. Sake my breakfast in Mrs Stiless pantry. turned a me—getting a quick look, I t, at my frod my srunk, on the way.
I ed for to take, t oo cold to t in, I sao see t before, by t treaked bro tained we.
From t-door room t saying, Yes, miss. tting of a door.
t doo my breakfast—first losing my ttom of ts stairs, and finding myself in t. ttles, and ted panes. Gentleman t, too, about ts. iless pantry at last togs, and . t o Mr Lilly for forty-five years, . ts, . e hey say Londoners lush!
Mr ay said o me, but spoke to Mrs Stiles about ter to left; and wold he Dunravens, of
reet, Mayfair, o s a humbug he was.
off at seven. Mrs Stiles leave table before up. hen she did she said,
You o Miss Maud slept well.
I didnt knoo say to t. S on, anyway:
Miss Maud rises early. S you be sent to o wasicular.
My o me; but I le stone sink sry.
I felt t drunk it. I ain I so it again.
I was nervous.
Sook me up. e , as before, by ts stairs, but truck out into a led to one or t one of t catc came, but suppose s. Sraigurhe iron handle, and led me in.
ts s floor—rifling turkey carpets, t ables about, and one or ts mout branctled in their frames.
ttle spluttering fire in a vast old grate, and before tanding gazing into t turning as sep, and starting, and blinking—tress of t all our plot on.
I ed Gentleman o be quite out of t s t—at least, I did not tudied aller t very fair—and er. , for I liked to bite my oo be s young-looking; but as to t— to udied Maud Lilly as sood before me no, s ked, as I ook a step or to meet me, and opped, and put ly, at . t—I onis in a of velvet. On toned up tig t. She said,
Miss Smito be my maid, from London! And may I call you Susan? I at Briar, Susan; and I muco like, i do it very easily— very easily, indeed.
S, s, ing voice, tilting me, still quite crimson at t Lant Street, and gripped my skirt and made a curtsey. And w sook my hand in hers.
S Mrs Stiles, he door.
You need not stay, Mrs Stiles, s you my eye. Youve I am an orpo
Briar as a c all to care for me. I ot tell you all tiles a mot time.
Silted iles catch her
gaze, but a bit of colour struggled into tered. I s , myself; but servants groimental over take my .
Anye; and t us. Maud smiled again, and led me to one of t o t beside me. Ser my journey—e supposed you lost! ser my room. Did I like my bed? Did I like my breakfast?
And anyone Lant Street—as if I mig t s in a different sort of in a gaping try in a notig, o o .
Of course, I t I kneas.
sold me all ties I so do, tidy her gowns. She lowered her eyes.
Youll see of t Briar, s matters little, I suppose, since . But you, of course, o t styles of London.
I t of Daintys . Pretty used, I said.
And your last mistress, s on te a fine lady? So look at me, I expect!
Sill , and again looked from me; and again I t, You pigeon!
But Lady Alice— Gentleman oo kind to laug anyone,
and grand clot not ougo be judged. All in all, I t, it ty clever to say; and so too, for w s me in a new way and down, and sook my hink. I said, Lady Alice always said so, miss.
ter t Gentleman ten for me, and t t be t to present it. I took it from my pocket and over. So to o t. Sood a long time looking at t me; and my beat a little fast to t iced somet it t: for I sa last t rembled; and I guessed t s a proper cer w she should say.
I t it almost a s, t sher.
ell, sting it inside , Lady Alice does indeed speak o leave her house.
Pretty sorry, miss, I said. But to India. I ther fierce.
S. Strong lig.
Seete. I smiled, but kept my lips s—for my oeet are yelloo say quite yellohem yellower.
S, miss.
library. t library, of its kind, in all of England. I dare say you soon.
t hing, miss, Im sure.
So read, of course?
I so read, miss? Sing. Pretty muc last. t is, I am sure I so be shown.
Sared.
to learn, I mean, I said.
Sared, even , disbelieving sort of laug mean, you ot read? Not really? Not a a letter? tle table . Still ook t to me. Go on, s. Read me any part, I s mind if you stumble.
I beginning to s. I ope and looked at a page. It . I tried anot one Mauds gaze, like a flame against my face. I felt tter. take a c.
Our Fatried, w in heaven—
But t t. I closed t my lip, and looked at t, very bitterly, ell, a maid t t read e fancy letters in a curling ed my eyes to hers and said,
I migaug, miss. I am t willing. Im sure I could learn, in half a wink—
But shing.
Be taugly taking back t allo. Not read! Ao live in t t meant. You should know, indeed!
Sill ill smiling, tolling of t times; and then her smile fell.
No go to Mr Lilly; and wrikes one I shall be free again.
S—sounding, I t, just like a girl in a story. Arent tories, s, and s? She said,
e to me, Susan, at my uncles e.
I will, miss, I said.
S racted kind of to it, and put o o c goed at the bad showed her calves.
S my eye in tsey.
Shall I go, miss? I said.
Sepped back. Stay, s my rooms in order, will you?
S to t topped. She said,
I . I , in London, miss you too greatly. It , I t Mr Rivers mentioned? Se well, when you saw him?
S tion fall, like it o o make all t. As if sy!
I said, s.
S. Did ruly? she said.
truly, miss.
S tly.
I remembered ting at t kitcticoat, saying, You s bitch.
Im sure hes very kind, miss, I said.
tinkling of a little urned and ran, leaving tairs as s down.
I ed a sed, tepped to t my foot to it, and kicked it s. I to t te Street. I lifted my Maud my o my freckled ceeto as Gentleman it over t as , and tor be standing ready rait-coat at the madhouse door.
ts , after seeing hen.
But I t it in a distented sort of o admit, e iller t se, ttling of panes of glass. I to t tle red sand-bags laid upon to keep it out, but t , and my o one, and my finger came aood and s t a vie plain grass and trees. A fehe lawn. I wondered which way London was.
I er. I arnish.
t of somet my rooms in order, Maud I supposed must be be anot in house were all of dark oak panelling,
very gloomy on t so pat in t spot t I looked ood, I sa me, plain as daylight.
It o as I , t o my o before and listened for seemed a very fooliso I sa. For it very grand, but grand enoug, s smell to it, and a ed bed ains and a opy of old moreen. I sure t sleeping in a bed like t make me sneeze: I t of all t and dead flies and spiders t must be gat looked as t been taken doy years. t a nig—I folded t it beo te. So muc t aged looking-glass, s t e black . I s ladies leaves in t , for it go no made t ened. Seeing t, I t again Maud ainly rid of a stuff like ter someto te and dainty.
But o Lant Street teacy goods. I got and girlis, t to flat; after t, t to. ther was a
dressing-table. t re tles
and pinst—I tidied too—and fitted be of fancy
drae ones, in top dratens in
t.
t t I guessed spelled out Mauds name. I so t, h scissors and a pin.
I did no suc left tly, and I about til I oucudied it all t muco look at; but t tle sat upon a table beside her bed.
took it up it gave a dull sort of rattle. t it some, you only o ss like giving brio an oyster. I used one of her hairpins.
turned out to be lio squeak. I am not sure to find in tleman, some keepsake, some letter, some little bill-and-coo. But ure portrait, in a frame of gold yle from ty years before, and t look muc I t it a pretty safe bet t s t, if s Maud kept ure locked up in a box, and did not .
I puzzled so long over turning ture, looking for marks, t took it up, like everyt t , or Mrs Stiles—so tch me
standing by trait in my ba its place, and made it fast again.
t to make a pick-lock . I s o and t me a thief.
to do, after I . I stood some more at t eleven oclock a maid brougray. Miss Maud isnt ea-pot; but tea in fairy-sips, to make it last took tray back doo save t into tcared and the cook said,
ell, I never! If you t aint quioug speak to Mrs Stiles. But Im sure, Miss Fee never called anyone idle.
Miss Fee sia. It seemed very cruel to be supposed prouder trying to be kind.
But I said not, Miss Maud likes me, if you dont! For so ime to pass, not for its o as it ake me back to her.
At least at Briar you alruck, and to tairs and til one of t by, and so t floor, t you reac aircase and a it you t you ures ood and put my fio its little eeting to , but slo be reading to her uncle from a book.
ted my for me to enter.
I sa: sting at a desk tle ly by, but s beside a s ts lig. Above s glass upon it. All about unning amount. ories does one man need? I looked at t e gloves and drehem ba.
So , to t, because of t see. A cross voice said,
is it?
I pused sat Mr Lilly, Mauds old uncle; and to describe o tell everything.
coat, and a velvet cap, t ub of red ting from it ained all over be stained obacco. e. o black, from w pages.
hem he had a pair of glasses, shaded green. he saw me and said,
he devil are you?
Maud ttons at .
tly. Miss Smith.
Behemselves up and groer.
Miss Smit me but talking to , like t one?
I dont know, said Maud. I asked , Susan?
I didnt kno I sa
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