LITTLE DORRIT

第145章

’Freelygranted,’saidClennam,wavinghishandwithoutraisinghissunkenhead。’Saynomore。Iamnotworthit。’

’Thisfurniture,sir,’saidYoungJohninavoiceofmildandsoftexplanation,’belongstome。Iaminthehabitoflettingitouttopartieswithoutfurniture,thathavetheroom。Itan’tmuch,butit’satyourservice。Free,Imean。Icouldnotthinkoflettingyouhaveitonanyotherterms。You’rewelcometoitfornothing。’

Arthurraisedhisheadagaintothankhim,andtosayhecouldnotacceptthefavour。Johnwasstillturninghiswrist,andstillcontendingwithhimselfinhisformerdividedmanner。

’Whatisthematterbetweenus?’saidArthur。

’Ideclinetonameit,sir,’returnedYoungJohn,suddenlyturningloudandsharp。’Nothing’sthematter。’

Arthurlookedathimagain,invain,foranexplanationofhisbehaviour。Afterawhile,Arthurturnedawayhisheadagain。

YoungJohnsaid,presentlyafterwards,withtheutmostmildness:

’Thelittleroundtable,sir,that’snighyourelbow,was——youknowwhose——Ineedn’tmentionhim——hediedagreatgentleman。Iboughtitofanindividualthathegaveitto,andthatlivedhereafterhim。Buttheindividualwasn’tanywaysequaltohim。Mostindividualswouldfindithardtocomeuptohislevel。’

Arthurdrewthelittletablenearer,restedhisarmuponit,andkeptitthere。

’Perhapsyoumaynotbeaware,sir,’saidYoungJohn,’thatI

intrudeduponhimwhenhewasoverhereinLondon。OnthewholehewasofopinionthatitWASanintrusion,thoughhewassogoodastoaskmetositdownandtoinquireafterfatherandallotheroldfriends。Leastwayshumblestacquaintances。Helooked,tome,agooddealchanged,andIsaidsowhenIcameback。IaskedhimifMissAmywaswell——’

’Andshewas?’

’Ishouldhavethoughtyouwouldhaveknownwithoutputtingthequestiontosuchasme,’returnedYoungJohn,afterappearingtotakealargeinvisiblepill。’Sinceyoudoputmethequestion,I

amsorryIcan’tanswerit。Butthetruthis,helookedupontheinquiryasaliberty,andsaid,“Whatwasthattome?“ItwasthenIbecamequiteawareIwasintruding:ofwhichIhadbeenfearfulbefore。However,hespokeveryhandsomeafterwards;veryhandsome。’

Theywerebothsilentforseveralminutes:exceptthatYoungJohnremarked,ataboutthemiddleofthepause,’Hebothspokeandactedveryhandsome。’

ItwasagainYoungJohnwhobrokethesilencebyinquiring:

’Ifit’snotaliberty,howlongmayitbeyourintentions,sir,togowithouteatinganddrinking?’

’Ihavenotfeltthewantofanythingyet,’returnedClennam。’I

havenoappetitejustnow。’

’Themorereasonwhyyoushouldtakesomesupport,sir,’urgedYoungJohn。’Ifyoufindyourselfgoingonsittinghereforhoursandhourspartakingofnorefreshmentbecauseyouhavenoappetite,whythenyoushouldandmustpartakeofrefreshmentwithoutanappetite。I’mgoingtohaveteainmyownapartment。Ifit’snotaliberty,pleasetocomeandtakeacup。OrIcanbringatrayhereintwominutes。’

FeelingthatYoungJohnwouldimposethattroubleonhimselfifherefused,andalsofeelinganxioustoshowthatheboreinmindboththeelderMrChivery’sentreaty,andtheyoungerMrChivery’sapology,ArthurroseandexpressedhiswillingnesstotakeacupofteainMrjohn’sapartment。YoungJohnlockedhisdoorforhimastheywentout,slidedthekeyintohispocketwithgreatdexterity,andledthewaytohisownresidence。

Itwasatthetopofthehousenearesttothegateway。ItwastheroomtowhichClennamhadhurriedonthedaywhentheenrichedfamilyhadlefttheprisonforever,andwherehehadliftedherinsensiblefromthefloor。Heforesawwheretheyweregoingassoonastheirfeettouchedthestaircase。Theroomwassofarchangedthatitwaspaperednow,andhadbeenrepainted,andwasfarmorecomfortablyfurnished;buthecouldrecallitjustashehadseenitinthatsingleglance,whenheraisedherfromthegroundandcarriedherdowntothecarriage。

YoungJohnlookedhardathim,bitinghisfingers。

’Iseeyourecollecttheroom,MrClennam?’

’Irecollectitwell,Heavenblessher!’

Obliviousofthetea,YoungJohncontinuedtobitehisfingersandtolookathisvisitor,aslongashisvisitorcontinuedtoglanceabouttheroom。Finally,hemadeastartattheteapot,gustilyrattledaquantityofteaintoitfromacanister,andsetoffforthecommonkitchentofillitwithhotwater。

TheroomwassoeloquenttoClennaminthechangedcircumstancesofhisreturntothemiserableMarshalsea;itspoketohimsomournfullyofher,andofhislossofher;thatitwouldhavegonehardwithhimtoresistit,eventhoughhehadnotbeenalone。

Alone,hedidnottry。Hehadhishandontheinsensiblewallastenderlyasifithadbeenherselfthathetouched,andpronouncedhernameinalowvoice。Hestoodatthewindow,lookingovertheprison-parapetwithitsgrimspikedborder,andbreathedabenedictionthroughthesummerhazetowardsthedistantlandwhereshewasrichandprosperous。

YoungJohnwassometimeabsent,and,whenhecameback,showedthathehadbeenoutsidebybringingwithhimfreshbutterinacabbageleaf,somethinslicesofboiledhaminanothercabbageleaf,an

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