john ingerfield and other stories-第3部分
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sounding suspicious old dowagers; bribing confidential servants;
fishing for information among friends of the family。 By Jove; I
shall be able to join the Duke's staff as spy…in…chief to His
Majesty's entire forces after this!〃
〃What is she like?〃 asks John; without stopping his writing。
〃Like! My dear Jack; you'll fall over head and ears in love with her
the moment you see her。 A little cold; perhaps; but that will just
suit you。〃
〃Good family?〃 asks John; signing and folding the letter he has
finished。
〃So good that I was afraid at first it would be useless thinking of
her。 But she's a sensible girl; no confounded nonsense about her;
and the family are poor as church mice。 In factwell; to tell the
truth; we have become most excellent friends; and she told me herself
frankly that she meant to marry a rich man; and didn't much care
whom。〃
〃That sounds hopeful;〃 remarks the would…be bridegroom; with his
peculiar dry smile: 〃when shall I have the pleasure of seeing her?〃
〃I want you to come with me to…night to the Garden;〃 replies the
other; 〃she will be in Lady Heatherington's box; and I will introduce
you。〃
So that evening John Ingerfield goes to Covent Garden Theatre; with
the blood running a trifle quicker in his veins; but not much; than
would be the case were he going to the docks to purchase tallow
examines; covertly; the proposed article from the opposite side of
the house; and approves heris introduced to her; and; on closer
inspection; approves her still morereceives an invitation to visit…
…visits frequently; and each time is more satisfied of the rarity;
serviceableness; and quality of the article。
If all John Ingerfield requires for a wife is a beautiful social
machine; surely here he has found his ideal。 Anne Singleton; only
daughter of that persistently unfortunate but most charming of
baronets; Sir Harry Singleton (more charming; it is rumoured; outside
his family circle than within it); is a stately graceful; high…bred
woman。 Her portrait; by Reynolds; still to be seen above the carved
wainscoting of one of the old City halls; shows a wonderfully
handsome and clever face; but at the same time a wonderfully cold and
heartless one。 It is the face of a woman half weary of; half
sneering at the world。 One reads in old family letters; whereof the
ink is now very faded and the paper very yellow; long criticisms of
this portrait。 The writers complain that if the picture is at all
like her she must have greatly changed since her girlhood; for they
remember her then as having a laughing and winsome expression。
They saythey who knew her in after…lifethat this earlier face
came back to her in the end; so that the many who remembered opening
their eyes and seeing her bending down over them could never
recognise the portrait of the beautiful sneering lady; even when they
were told whom it represented。
But at the time of John Ingerfield's strange wooing she was the Anne
Singleton of Sir Joshua's portrait; and John Ingerfield liked her the
better that she was。
He had no feeling of sentiment in the matter himself; and it
simplified the case that she had none either。 He offered her a plain
bargain; and she accepted it。 For all he knew or cared; her attitude
towards this subject of marriage was the usual one assumed by women。
Very young girls had their heads full of romantic ideas。 It was
better for her and for him that she had got rid of them。
〃Ours will be a union founded on good sense;〃 said John Ingerfield。
〃Let us hope the experiment will succeed;〃 said Anne Singleton。
CHAPTER II。
But the experiment does not succeed。 The laws of God decree that man
shall purchase woman; that woman shall give herself to man; for other
coin than that of good sense。 Good sense is not a legal tender in
the marriage mart。 Men and women who enter therein with only sense
in their purse have no right to complain if; on reaching home; they
find they have concluded an unsatisfactory bargain。
John Ingerfield; when he asked Anne Singleton to be his wife; felt no
more love for her than he felt for any of the other sumptuous
household appointments he was purchasing about the same time; and
made no pretence of doing so。 Nor; had he done so; would she have
believed him; for Anne Singleton has learned much in her twenty…two
summers and winters; and knows that love is only a meteor in life's
sky; and that the true lodestar of this world is gold。 Anne
Singleton has had her romance and buried it deep down in her deep
nature and over its grave; to keep its ghost from rising; has piled
the stones of indifference and contempt; as many a woman has done
before and since。 Once upon a time Anne Singleton sat dreaming out a
story。 It was a story old as the hillsolder than some of thembut
to her; then; it was quite new and very wonderful。 It contained all
the usual stock material common to such stories: the lad and the
lass; the plighted troth; the richer suitors; the angry parents; the
love that was worth braving all the world for。 One day into this
dream there fell from the land of the waking a letter; a poor;
pitiful letter: 〃You know I love you and only you;〃 it ran; 〃my
heart will always be yours till I die。 But my father threatens to
stop my allowance; and; as you know; I have nothing of my own except
debts。 Some would call her handsome; but how can I think of her
beside you? Oh; why was money ever let to come into the world to
curse us?〃 with many other puzzling questions of a like character;
and much severe condemnation of Fate and Heaven and other parties
generally; and much self…commiseration。
Anne Singleton took long to read the letter。 When she had finished
it; and had read it through again; she rose; and; crushing it her
hand; flung it in the fire with a laugh; and as the flame burnt up
and died away felt that her life had died with it; not knowing that
bruised hearts can heal。
So when John Ingerfield comes wooing; and speaks to her no word of
love but only of money; she feels that here at last is a genuine
voice that she can trust。 Love of the lesser side of life is still
left to her。 It will be pleasant to be the wealthy mistress of a
fine house; to give great receptions; to exchange the secret poverty
of home for display and luxury。 These things are offered to her on
the very terms she would have suggested herself。 Accompanied by love
she would have refused them; knowing she could give none in return。
But a woman finds it one thing not to desire affection and another
thing not to possess it。 Day by day the atmosphere of the fine house
in Bloomsbury grows cold and colder about her heart。 Guests warm it
at times for a few hours; then depart; leaving it chillier than
before。
For her husband she attempts to feel indifference; but living
creatures joined together cannot feel indifference for each other。
Even two dogs in a leash are compelled to think of one another。 A
man and wife must love or hate; like or dislike; in degree as the
bond connecting them is drawn tight or allowed to hang slack。 By
mutual desire their chains of wedlock have been fastened as loosely
as respect for security will permit; with the happy consequence that
her aversion to him does not obtrude itself beyond the limits of
politeness。
Her part of the contract she faithfully fulfils; for the Singletons
also have their code of honour。 Her beauty; her tact; her charm; her
influence; are devoted to his serviceto the advancement of his
position; the furtherance of his ambition。 Doors that would
otherwise remain closed she opens to him。 Society; that would
otherwise pass by with a sneer; sits round his table。 His wishes and
pleasures are hers。 In all things she yields him wifely duty; seeks
to render herself agreeable to him; suffers in silence his occasional
caresses。 Whatever was implied in the bargain; that she will perform
to the letter。
He; on his side; likewise performs his part with businesslike
conscientiousnessnay; seeing that the pleasing of her brings no
personal gratification to himselfnot without generosity。 He is
ever thoughtful of and deferential to her; awarding her at all times
an unvarying courteousness that is none the less sincere for being
studied。 Her every expressed want is gratified; her every known
distaste respected。 Conscious of his presence being an oppression to
her; he is even careful not to intrude it upon her oftener than is
necessary。
At times he asks himself; somewhat pertinently; what he has gained by
marriagewonders whether this social race was quite the most
interesting game he could have elected to occupy his leisurewonders
whether; after all; he would not have been happier over his counting…
house than in these sumptuous; glittering rooms; where he always
seems; and feels himself to be; the uninvited guest。
The only feeling that a closer intimacy has created in him for his
wife is that of indulgent contempt。 As there is no equality between
man and woman; so there can be no respect。 She is a different being。
He must either look up to her as superior to himself; or down upon
her as inferior。 When a man does the former he is more or less in
love; and love to John Ingerfield is an unknown emotion。 Her beauty;
her charm; her social tacteven while he makes use of them for his
own purposes; he despises as the weapons of a weak nature。
So in their big; cold mansion John Ingerfield and Anne; his wife; sit
far apart; strangers to one another; neither desiring to know the
other nearer。
About his business he never speaks to her; and she never questions
him。 To compensate for the slight shrinkage of time he is able to
devote to it; he becomes more strict and exacting; grows a harsher
master to his people; a sterner creditor; a greedier dealer;
sque