第128章
第128章“ifyouthinkso,youmusthaveastrangeopinionofme;youmustregardmeasaplottingprofligate—abaseandlowrakewhohasbeensimulatingdisinterestedloveinordertodrawyouintoasnaredeliberatelylaid,andstripyouofhonourandrobyouofself-respect.whatdoyousaytothat?iseeyoucansaynothinginthefirstplace,youarefaintstill,andhaveenoughtodotodrawyourbreath;inthesecondplace,youcannotyetaccustomyourselftoaccuseandrevileme,andbesides,theflood-gatesoftearsareopened,andtheywouldrushoutifyouspokemuch;andyouhavenodesiretoexpostulate,toupbraid,tomakeascene:youarethinkinghowtoact—talkingyouconsiderisofnouse.iknowyou—iamonmyguard.”
“sir,idonotwishtoactagainstyou,”isaid;andmyunsteadyvoicewarnedmetocurtailmysentence.
“notinyoursenseoftheword,butinmineyouareschemingtodestroyme.youhaveasgoodassaidthatiamamarriedman—asamarriedmanyouwillshunme,keepoutofmyway:justnowyouhaverefusedtokissme.youintendtomakeyourselfacompletestrangertome:toliveunderthisroofonlyasadèle’sgoverness;ifeverisayafriendlywordtoyou,ifeverafriendlyfeelinginclinesyouagaintome,youwillsay,—‘thatmanhadnearlymademehismistress:imustbeiceandrocktohim;’andiceandrockyouwillaccordinglybecome.”
iclearedandsteadiedmyvoicetoreply:“allischangedaboutme,sir;imustchangetoo—thereisnodoubtofthat;andtoavoidfluctuationsoffeeling,andcontinualcombatswithrecollectionsandassociations,thereisonlyoneway—adèlemusthaveanewgoverness,sir.”
“oh,adèlewillgotoschool—ihavesettledthatalready;nordoimeantotormentyouwiththehideousassociationsandrecollectionsofthornfieldhall—thisaccursedplace—thistentofachan—thisinsolentvault,offeringtheghastlinessoflivingdeathtothelightoftheopensky—thisnarrowstonehell,withitsonerealfiend,worsethanalegionofsuchasweimagine.jane,youshallnotstayhere,norwilli.iwaswrongevertobringyoutothornfieldhall,knowingasididhowitwashaunted.ichargedthemtoconcealfromyou,beforeieversawyou,allknowledgeofthecurseoftheplace;merelybecauseifearedadèleneverwouldhaveagovernesstostayifsheknewwithwhatinmateshewashoused,andmyplanswouldnotpermitmetoremovethemaniacelsewhere—thoughipossessanoldhouse,ferndeanmanor,evenmoreretiredandhiddenthanthis,whereicouldhavelodgedhersafelyenough,hadnotascrupleabouttheunhealthinessofthesituation,intheheartofawood,mademyconsciencerecoilfromthearrangement.probablythosedampwallswouldsoonhaveeasedmeofhercharge:buttoeachvillainhisownvice;andmineisnotatendencytoindirectassassination,evenofwhatimosthate.
“concealingthemad-woman’sneighbourhoodfromyou,however,wassomethinglikecoveringachildwithacloakandlayingitdownnearaupas-tree:thatdemon’svicinageispoisoned,andalwayswas.buti’llshutupthornfieldhall:i’llnailupthefrontdoorandboardthelowerwindows:i’llgivemrs.pooletwohundredayeartoliveherewithmywife,asyoutermthatfearfulhag:gracewilldomuchformoney,andsheshallhaveherson,thekeeperatgrimsbyretreat,tobearhercompanyandbeathandtogiveheraidintheparoxysms,whenmywifeispromptedbyherfamiliartoburnpeopleintheirbedsatnight,tostabthem,tobitetheirfleshfromtheirbones,andsoon—”
“sir,”iinterruptedhim,“youareinexorableforthatunfortunatelady:youspeakofherwithhate—withvindictiveantipathy.itiscruel—shecannothelpbeingmad.”
“jane,mylittledarling(soiwillcallyou,forsoyouare),youdon’tknowwhatyouaretalkingabout;youmisjudgemeagain:itisnotbecausesheismadihateher.ifyouweremad,doyouthinkishouldhateyou?”
“idoindeed,sir.”
“thenyouaremistaken,andyouknownothingaboutme,andnothingaboutthesortofloveofwhichiamcapable.everyatomofyourfleshisasdeartomeasmyown:inpainandsicknessitwouldstillbedear.yourmindismytreasure,andifitwerebroken,itwouldbemytreasurestill:ifyouraved,myarmsshouldconfineyou,andnotastraitwaistcoat—yourgrasp,eveninfury,wouldhaveacharmforme:ifyouflewatmeaswildlyasthatwomandidthismorning,ishouldreceiveyouinanembrace,atleastasfondasitwouldberestrictive.ishouldnotshrinkfromyouwithdisgustasididfromher:inyourquietmomentsyoushouldhavenowatcherandnonursebutme;andicouldhangoveryouwithuntiringtenderness,thoughyougavemenosmileinreturn;andneverwearyofgazingintoyoureyes,thoughtheyhadnolongerarayofrecognitionforme.—butwhydoifollowthattrainofideas?iwastalkingofremovingyoufromthornfield.all,youknow,ispreparedforpromptdeparture:to-morrowyoushallgo.ionlyaskyoutoendureonemorenightunderthisroof,jane;andthen,farewelltoitsmiseriesandterrorsforever!ihaveaplacetorepairto,whichwillbeasecuresanctuaryfromhatefulreminiscences,fromunwelcomeintrusion—evenfromfalsehoodandslander.”
“andtakeadèlewithyou,sir,”iinterrupted;“shewillbeacompanionforyou.”
“whatdoyoumean,jane?itoldyouiwouldsendadèletoschool;andwhatdoiwantwithachildforacompanion,andnotmyownchild,—afrenchdancer’sbastard?whydoyouimportunemeabouther!isay,whydoyouassignadèletomeforacompanion?”
“youspokeofaretirement,sir;andretirementandsolitudearedull:toodullforyou.”
“solitude!solitude!”hereiteratedwithirritation.“iseeimustcometoanexplanation.idon’tknowwhatsphynx-likeexpressionisforminginyourcountenance.youaretosharemysolitude.doyouunderstand?”