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little dorrit-信丽(英文版)-第94章

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This great and fortunate man had provided that extensive bosom which
required so much room to be unfeeling enough in; with a nest of crimson
and gold some fifteen years before。 It was not a bosom to repose
upon; but it was a capital bosom to hang jewels upon。 Mr Merdle wanted
something to hang jewels upon; and he bought it for the purpose。 Storr
and Mortimer might have married on the same speculation。

Like all his other speculations; it was sound and successful。 The jewels
showed to the richest advantage。 The bosom moving in Society with
the jewels displayed upon it; attracted general admiration。 Society
approving; Mr Merdle was satisfied。 He was the most disinterested of
men;……did everything for Society; and got as little for himself out of
all his gain and care; as a man might。

That is to say; it may be supposed that he got all he wanted; otherwise
with unlimited wealth he would have got it。 But his desire was to the
utmost to satisfy Society (whatever that was); and take up all its
drafts upon him for tribute。 He did not shine in pany; he had not
very much to say for himself; he was a reserved man; with a broad;
overhanging; watchful head; that particular kind of dull red colour
in his cheeks which is rather stale than fresh; and a somewhat uneasy
expression about his coat…cuffs; as if they were in his confidence; and
had reasons for being anxious to hide his hands。 In the little he said;
he was a pleasant man enough; plain; emphatic about public and private
confidence; and tenacious of the utmost deference being shown by every
one; in all things; to Society。 In this same Society (if that were it
which came to his dinners; and to Mrs Merdle's receptions and concerts);
he hardly seemed to enjoy himself much; and was mostly to be found
against walls and behind doors。 Also when he went out to it; instead of
its ing home to him; he seemed a little fatigued; and upon the
whole rather more disposed for bed; but he was always cultivating it
nevertheless; and always moving in it……and always laying out money on it
with the greatest liberality。

Mrs Merdle's first husband had been a colonel; under whose auspices the
bosom had entered into petition with the snows of North America; and
had e off at little disadvantage in point of whiteness; and at none
in point of coldness。 The colonel's son was Mrs Merdle's only child。 He
was of a chuckle…headed; high…shouldered make; with a general appearance
of being; not so much a young man as a swelled boy。 He had given so few
signs of reason; that a by…word went among his panions that his brain
had been frozen up in a mighty frost which prevailed at St john's; New
Brunswick; at the period of his birth there; and had never thawed from
that hour。 Another by…word represented him as having in his infancy;
through the negligence of a nurse; fallen out of a high window on his
head; which had been heard by responsible witnesses to crack。 It is
probable that both these representations were of ex post facto
origin; the young gentleman (whose expressive name was Sparkler) being
monomaniacal in offering marriage to all manner of undesirable young
ladies; and in remarking of every successive young lady to whom he
tendered a matrimonial proposal that she was 'a doosed fine gal……well
educated too……with no biggodd nonsense about her。'

A son…in…law with these limited talents; might have been a clog upon
another man; but Mr Merdle did not want a son…in…law for himself; he
wanted a son…in…law for Society。 Mr Sparkler having been in the Guards;
and being in the habit of frequenting all the races; and all the
lounges; and all the parties; and being well known; Society was
satisfied with its son…in…law。 This happy result Mr Merdle would have
considered well attained; though Mr Sparkler had been a more expensive
article。 And he did not get Mr Sparkler by any means cheap for
Society; even as it was。 There was a dinner giving in the Harley Street
establishment; while Little Dorrit was stitching at her father's new
shirts by his side that night; and there were magnates from the Court
and magnates from the City; magnates from the mons and magnates from
the Lords; magnates from the bench and magnates from the bar;
Bishop magnates; Treasury magnates; Horse Guard magnates; Admiralty
magnates;……all the magnates that keep us going; and sometimes trip us
up。

'I am told;' said Bishop magnate to Horse Guards; 'that Mr Merdle has
made another enormous hit。 They say a hundred thousand pounds。'

Horse Guards had heard two。

Treasury had heard three。

Bar; handling his persuasive double eye…glass; was by no means clear but
that it might be four。 It was one of those happy strokes of calculation
and bination; the result of which it was difficult to estimate。 It
was one of those instances of a prehensive grasp; associated with
habitual luck and characteristic boldness; of which an age presented us
but few。 But here was Brother Bellows; who had been in the great Bank
case; and who could probably tell us more。 What did Brother Bellows put
this new success at?

Brother Bellows was on his way to make his bow to the bosom; and could
only tell them in passing that he had heard it stated; with great
appearance of truth; as being worth; from first to last; half…a…million
of money。

Admiralty said Mr Merdle was a wonderful man; Treasury said he was a
new power in the country; and would be able to buy up the whole House of
mons。 Bishop said he was glad to think that this wealth flowed into
the coffers of a gentleman who was always disposed to maintain the best
interests of Society。

Mr Merdle himself was usually late on these occasions; as a man still
detained in the clutch of giant enterprises when other men had shaken
off their dwarfs for the day。 On this occasion; he was the last arrival。
Treasury said Merdle's work punished him a little。 Bishop said he was
glad to think that this wealth flowed into the coffers of a gentleman
who accepted it with meekness。

Powder! There was so much Powder in waiting; that it flavoured the
dinner。 Pulverous particles got into the dishes; and Society's meats had
a seasoning of first…rate footmen。 Mr M
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