CHAPTER XI

關燈
FannyturnedfartherintothewindowandMissCrawfordhadonlytimetosay,inapleasantmanner,“IfancyMissPricehasbeenmoreusedtodeservepraisethantohearit”when,beingearnestlyinvitedbytheMissBertramstojoininaglee,shetrippedofftotheinstrument,leavingEdmundlookingafterherinanecstasyofadmirationofallhermanyvirtues,fromherobligingmannersdowntoherlightandgracefultread. “Theregoesgood-humour,Iamsure,”saidhepresently.“Theregoesatemperwhichwouldnevergivepain!Howwellshewalks!andhowreadilyshefallsinwiththeinclinationofothers!joiningthemthemomentsheisasked.Whatapity,”headded,afteraninstant’sreflection,“thatsheshouldhavebeeninsuchhands!” Fannyagreedtoit,andhadthepleasureofseeinghimcontinueatthewindowwithher,inspiteoftheexpectedgleeandofhavinghiseyessoonturned,likehers,towardsthescenewithout,whereallthatwassolemn,andsoothing,andlovely,appearedinthebrilliancyofanuncloudednight,andthecontrastofthedeepshadeofthewoods.Fannyspokeherfeelings.“Here’sharmony!”saidshe“here’srepose!Here’swhatmayleaveallpaintingandallmusicbehind,andwhatpoetryonlycanattempttodescribe!Here’swhatmaytranquilliseeverycare,andliftthehearttorapture!WhenIlookoutonsuchanightasthis,IfeelasiftherecouldbeneitherwickednessnorsorrowintheworldandtherecertainlywouldbelessofbothifthesublimityofNatureweremoreattendedto,andpeoplewerecarriedmoreoutofthemselvesbycontemplatingsuchascene.” “Iliketohearyourenthusiasm,Fanny.Itisalovelynight,andtheyaremuchtobepitiedwhohavenotbeentaughttofeel,insomedegree,asyoudowhohavenot,atleast,beengivenatasteforNatureinearlylife.Theyloseagreatdeal.” “Youtaughtmetothinkandfeelonthesubject,cousin.” “Ihadaveryaptscholar.There’sArcturuslookingverybright.” “Yes,andtheBear.IwishIcouldseeCassiopeia.” “Wemustgooutonthelawnforthat.Shouldyoubeafraid?” “Notintheleast.Itisagreatwhilesincewehavehadanystar-gazing.” “YesIdonotknowhowithashappened.”Thegleebegan.“Wewillstaytillthisisfinished,Fanny,”saidhe,turninghisbackonthewindowandasitadvanced,shehadthemortificationofseeinghimadvancetoo,movingforwardbygentledegreestowardstheinstrument,andwhenitceased,hewasclosebythesingers,amongthemosturgentinrequestingtohearthegleeagain. FannysighedaloneatthewindowtillscoldedawaybyMrs.Norris’sthreatsofcatchingcold.
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