david copperfield(大卫.科波维尔)-第149部分
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Nevertheless; I am in a dream; a flustered; happy; hurried
dream。 I can’t believe that it is going to be; and yet I can’t believe
but that everyone I pass in the street; must have some kind of
perception; that I am to be married the day after tomorrow。 The
Surrogate knows me; when I go down to be sworn; and disposes of
me easily; as if there were a Masonic understanding between us。
Traddles is not at all wanted; but is in attendance as my general
backer。
‘I hope the next time you come here; my dear fellow;’ I say to
Traddles; ‘it will be on the same errand for yourself。 And I hope it
will be soon。’
‘Thank you for your good wishes; my dear Copperfield;’ he
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replies。 ‘I hope so too。 It’s a satisfaction to know that she’ll wait for
me any length of time; and that she really is the dearest girl—’
‘When are you to meet her at the coach?’ I ask。
‘At seven;’ says Traddles; looking at his plain old silver watch—
the very watch he once took a wheel out of; at school; to make a
water…mill。 ‘That is about Miss Wickfield’s time; is it not?’
‘A little earlier。 Her time is half past eight。’
‘I assure you; my dear boy;’ says Traddles; ‘I am almost as
pleased as if I were going to be married myself; to think that this
event is coming to such a happy termination。 And really the great
friendship and consideration of personally associating Sophy with
the joyful occasion; and inviting her to be a bridesmaid in
conjunction with Miss Wickfield; demands my warmest thanks。 I
am extremely sensible of it。’
I hear him; and shake hands with him; and we talk; and walk;
and dine; and so on; but I don’t believe it。 Nothing is real。
Sophy arrives at the house of Dora’s aunts; in due course。 She
has the most agreeable of faces;—not absolutely beautiful; but
extraordinarily pleasant;—and is one of the most genial;
unaffected; frank; engaging creatures I have ever seen。 Traddles
presents her to us with great pride; and rubs his hands for ten
minutes by the clock; with every individual hair upon his head
standing on tiptoe; when I congratulate him in a corner on his
choice。
I have brought Agnes from the Canterbury coach; and her
cheerful and beautiful face is among us for the second time。 Agnes
has a great liking for Traddles; and it is capital to see them meet;
and to observe the glory of Traddles as he commends the dearest
girl in the world to her acquaintance。
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Still I don’t believe it。 We have a delightful evening; and are
supremely happy; but I don’t believe it yet。 I can’t collect myself。 I
can’t check off my happiness as it takes place。 I feel in a misty and
unsettled kind of state; as if I had got up very early in the morning
a week or two ago; and had never been to bed since。 I can’t make
out when yesterday was。 I seem to have been carrying the licence
about; in my pocket; many months。
Next day; too; when we all go in a flock to see the house—our
house—Dora’s and mine—I am quite unable to regard myself as
its master。 I seem to be there; by permission of somebody else。 I
half expect the real master to come home presently; and say he is
glad to see me。 Such a beautiful little house as it is; with
everything so bright and new; with the flowers on the carpets
looking as if freshly gathered; and the green leaves on the paper as
if they had just come out; with the spotless muslin curtains; and
the blushing rose…coloured furniture; and Dora’s garden hat with
the blue ribbon—do I remember; now; how I loved her in such
another hat when I first knew her!—already hanging on its little
peg; the guitar…case quite at home on its heels in a corner; and
everybody tumbling over Jip’s pagoda; which is much too big for
the establishment。 Another happy evening; quite as unreal as all
the rest of it; and I steal into the usual room before goi