bleak house(凄凉的房子)-第8章
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have been crying； because of my godmother’s death； and because
of Mrs Rachael’s not being sorry to part with me。
“Confound Mrs Rachael！” said the gentleman。 “Let her fly away
in a high wind on a broomstick！”
I began to be really afraid of him now； and looked at him with
the greatest astonishment。 But I thought that he had pleasant
eyes； although he kept on muttering to himself in an angry
manner； and calling Mrs Rachael names。
After a little while； he opened his outer wrapper； which
appeared to me large enough to wrap up the whole coach； and put
his arm down into a deep pocket in the side。
“Now look here！” he said。 “In this paper；” which was nicely
folded； “is a piece of the best plum cake that can be got for
money—sugar on the outside an inch thick； like fat on mutton
chops。 Here’s a little pie （a gem this is； both for size and quality）；
made in France。 And what do you suppose it’s made of？ Livers of
fat geese。 There’s a pie！ Now let’s see you eat ’em。”
“Thank you； sir；” I replied； “thank you very much indeed； but I
hope you won’t be offended； they are too rich for me。”
“Floored again！” said the gentleman； which I didn’t at all
understand； and threw them both out of the window。
He did not speak to me any more； until he got out of the coach a
little way short of Reading； when he advised me to be a good girl；
and to be studious； and shook hands with me。 I must say I was
relieved by his departure。 We left him at a milestone。 I often
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walked past it afterwards； and never； for a long time； without
thinking of him； and half expecting to meet him。 But I never did；
and so； as time went on； he passed out of my mind。
When the coach stopped； a very neat lady looked up at the
window； and said：
“Miss Donny。”
“No； ma’am； Esther Summerson。”
“That is quite right；” said the lady； “Miss Donny。”
I now understood that she introduced herself by that name； and
begged Miss Donny’s pardon for my mistake； and pointed out my
boxes at her request。 Under the direction of a very neat maid； they
were put outside a very small green carriage； and then Miss
Donny； the maid； and I； got inside； and were driven away。
“Everything is ready for you； Esther；” said Miss Donny； “and
the scheme of your pursuits has been arranged in exact
accordance with the wishes of your guardian； Mr Jarndyce。”
“Of —— did you say； ma’am？”
“Of your guardian； Mr Jarndyce；” said Miss Donny。
I was so bewildered that Miss Donny thought the cold had been
too severe for me； and lent me her smelling…bottle。
“Do you know my—guardian； Mr Jarndyce； ma’am？” I asked
after a good deal of hesitation。
“Not personally； Esther；” said Miss Donny； “merely through his
solicitors； Messrs。 Kenge and Carboy； of London。 A very superior
gentleman； Mr Kenge。 Truly eloquent indeed。 Some of his periods
quite majestic！”
I felt this to be very true； but was too confused to attend to it。
Our speedy arrival at our destination； before I had time to recover
myself； increased my confusion； and I never shall forget the
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uncertain and unreal air of every thing at Greenleaf （Miss Donny’s
house）； that afternoon！
But I soon became used to it。 I was so adapted to the routine of
Greenleaf before long； that I seemed to have been there a great
while； and almost to have dreamed； rather than to have really
lived； my old life at my godmother’s。 Nothing could be more
precise； exact； and orderly； than Greenleaf。 There was a time for
everything all round the dial of the clock； and everything was done
at its appointed moment。
We were twelve boarders； and there were two Miss Donnys；
twins。 It was understood that I would have to depend； by…and…by；
on my qualifications as a governess； and I was not only instructed
in everything that was taught at Greenleaf； but was very soon
engaged in helping to instruct others。 Although I was treated in
every other respect like the rest of the school； this single difference
was made in my case from the first。 As I began to know more； I
taught more； and so in course of time I had plenty to do； which I
was very fond of doing； because it made the dear girls fond of me。
At last； whenever a new pupil came who was a little downcast and
unhappy； she was so sure—indeed I don’t know why—to make a
friend of me； that all newcomers were confided to my care。 They
said I was so gentle； but I am sure they were！ I often thought of the
resolution I had made on my birthday； to try to be industrious；
contented and true…hearted； and to do some good to some one； and
win some love if I could； and indeed； indeed； I felt almost ashamed
to have done so little and have won so much。
I passed at Greenleaf six happy； quiet years。 I never saw in any
face there； thank Heaven； on my birthday； that it would have been
better if I had never been born。 When the day came round； it
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brought me so many tokens of affectionate remembrance that my
room was beautiful with them from New Year’s Day to Christmas。
In those six years I had never been away； except on visits at
holiday time in the neighbourhood。 After the first six months or so；
I had taken Miss Donny’s advice in reference to the propriety of
writing to Mr Kenge； to say that I was happy and grateful； and
with her approval I had written such a letter。 I had received a
formal answer acknowledging its receipt； and saying； “We note the
contents thereof； which shall be duly communicated to our client。”
After that； I sometimes heard Miss Donny and her sister mention
how regularly my accounts were paid； and about twice a year I
ventured to write a similar letter。 I always received by return of
post exactly the same answer； in the same round hand； with the
signature of Kenge and Carboy in another writing； which I
supposed to be Mr Kenge’s。
It seems so curious to me to be obliged to write all this about
myself！ As if this narrative were the narrative of my life！ But my
little body will soon fall into the background now。
Six quiet years （I find I am saying it for the second time） I had
passed at Greenleaf； seeing in those around me； as it might be in a
looking…glass； every stage of my own growth and change there；
when； one November morning； I received this letter。 I omit the
date。
Old Square； Lincoln’s Inn。
Madam；
Jarndyce and Jarndyce。
Our clt Mr Jarndyce being abt to rece into his house； under an
Order of the Ct of Chy； a Ward of the Ct in this cause； for whom he
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wishes to secure an elgble compn； directs us to inform you that he
will be glad of your serces in the afsd capacity。
We have arrngd for your being forded； carriage free； pr eight
o’clock coach from Reading； on Monday morning next； to White
Horse Cellar； Piccadilly； London； where one of our clks will be in
waiting to convey you to our offe as above。
We are； Madam； Your obedt Servts；
Kenge and Carboy。
Miss Esther Summerson。
O； never； never； never shall I forget the emotion this letter
caused in the house！ It was so tender in them to care so much for
me； it was so gracious in that Father who had not forgotten me； to
have made my orphan way so smooth and easy； and to have
inclined so many youthful natures towards me； that I could hardly
bear it。 Not that I would have had them less sorry—I am afraid
not； but the pleasure of it and the pain of it； and the pride and joy
of it； and the humble regret of it； were so blended that my heart
seemed almost breaking while it was full of rapture。
The letter gave me only five days’ notice of my removal。 When
every minute added to the proofs of love and kindness that were
given me in those five days； and when at last the morning came；
and when they took me through all the rooms that I might see
them for the last time； and when some cried； “Esther； dear； say
goodbye to me here； at my bedside； where you first spoke so
kindly to me！” and when others asked me only to write their
names； “With Esther’s love；” and when they all surrounded me
with their parting presents； and clung to me weeping； and cried；
“What shall we do when dear； dear Esther’s gone！” and when I
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tried to tell them how forbearing； and how good they had all been
to me； and how I blessed； and thanked them every one； what a
heart I had！
And when the two Miss Donnys grieved as much to part with
me； as the least among them； and when the m
