姨妈历险记TheAdventureofMyAunt
华盛顿·欧文Washingt
华盛顿·欧文(Washingt,1783-1859),美国文学的奠基人之一,他所撰写的游记文学堪称世界文坛的经典之作。欧文出身于美国一个富商家庭,遵从父命到霍夫曼的法律事务所学习,但做律师并非他真心所愿,因为自幼饱读书史的欧文对历代传闻轶事很感兴趣,酷爱文学和旅行。在国外旅行的17年,他创造了大量的优秀作品,其中《见闻札记》最为著名。这些杰作铸造了他在美国文坛上的坚固地位,他被誉为“美国文学之父”。
Myauntwasaladyeframe,strongmind,andgreadresolutiomightbetermedaverymanlywoman。Myuhin,punylittleman,verymedat,andnomatyaunt。Itwasobservedthathedwindledanddwindledgraduallyaway,fromthedaye。Hiswife’spowerfulmindwastoomu;itworehimout。Myauookallpossible;hadhalfthedotowntopresadehimtakealltheirpress,ahphysioughtocureawholehospital。Allwasinvain。Myunclegrewworseahemandnursi,untilintheehertothelonglistofmatrimonialvictimswhohavebeehkindness。
“Andwasithisghostthatappeared,toher?”askedtheileman,whohadquestioheformerstoryteller。
“Youshallhear,”repliedthenarrator-Myaunttookonmightilyforthedeathofherpoordearhusband。Perhapsshefeltsomepunathavinggivenhimsomuchphysiursedhimintothegrave。Atanyrate,shedidallthatawidowcoulddotohonorhismemory。Shesparedherthequantityorqualityweeds;woreaminiatureofhimaboutherneckaslargeasalittlesundial,andhadafull-lengthportraitofhimalwayshanginginherbedchamber。Alltheworldextolledherducttotheskies;anditwasdetermiawomanwhobehavedsowelltothememoryofonehusbaogetanother。
ItwasnotlohatsheherresidenoldtryseatinDerbyshire,whigbeenintheerelyastewardaookmostofherservantswithher,iomakeitherprincipalabode。Thehousestoodinalonely,wildpartoftheongthegrayDerbyshirehills,withamurdererhanginginableakheightinfullview。
&sfromtownwerehalffrighteoftheirwitsattheideaoflivinginsuchadismal,pagan-lookingplace;especiallywheogetheris’hallintheevening,aesonallthehohgoblinstoriespithecourseoftheday。Theywereafraidtoventurealohegloomy,blabersMylady’smaid,whowastroubledwithnerves,declaredsheeversleepaloneinsucha“gashly,rummagingoldbuilding;”aman,whowasakiedyoungfellow,didalliocheerherup。
Myauntwasstruckwiththelonelyappearahehouse。Beftobed,therefore,sheexamihefasthedoorsandwindows;lockeduptheplatewithhherownhands,ahekeys,togetherwithalittleboxofmooherownroom;forshewasanotablewoman,andalwayssawtoallthingsherself。Havingputthekeysunderherpillow,anddismissedhermaid,shesatbyhertherhair;f,inspiteriefformyuherabuxomassomearticularaboutherpersoforalittlewhilelookingatherfatheglass,firstoheher,asladiesareapttodowhentheywouldaswhethertheyhavebeeningoodlooks;ftrysquireoftheneighborhood,withwhomshehadflirtedwhenagirl,hadcalledthatdaytowelehertothetry。
Allofasuddesheheardsomethingmovebehindher。Shelookedhastilyround,buttherewasnothingtobeseen。Nothingbutthegrimlypairaitofherpoordearman,hangingagainstthe>
Shegaveaheavysightohismemory,asshewasaedtodowhenevershespokeofhiminpany,aonadjustidress,andthinkingofthesquire。Hersighwasreechoed,oranswered,byalong,drawh。Shelain,butobeseen。Sheascribedthesesoundstothewindhtheratholesoftheoldmansion,andproceededleisurelytoputherhairinpapers,when,allatoshepereoftheeyesoftheportraitmove。
“Thebackofherheadbeingtowardsit!”saidthestorytellerwiththeruinedhead,“good!”
“Yes,sir,”replieddrylythenarrator,“herbagtoortrait,buthereyesfixedoionintheglass。”-Well,asIwassaying,shepereoftheeyesoftheportraitmove。Seaaywellsuppose,gaveherasuddenshock。Toassureherselfofthefact,sheputooherforeheadasifrubbihrers,ahedlewiththeotherhaofthetapergleamedontheeye,aedfromit。
Shewassureitmoved。Nay,more,ifseemedtogiveherawink,asshehadsometimesknownherhusbandtodowhenlivingItstruentarychilltoherheart;forshewasalonewomaherselffearfullysituated。
Thechillwasbuttra。Myaunt,whowasalmostasresoluteapersonageasyouruurniory-teller],bestantlydcollected。Shewentonadjustingherdress。Sheevenhummedanair,anddidnotmakeevenasie。Shecasuallyoverturnedadressingbox;tookadpickeduptheartiebyohefloor;pursuedaroilingpinthatwasmakiswayuhehedoor;lookedforaninstantintothecorridor,asifindoubtwhethertogo;andthelyout。
&eairs,orderedtheservantstoarmthemselveswiththeonsfirstathand,placedherselfattheirhead,aimmediately。
&ilyleviedarmypresentedaformidableforce。Thestewardhadarustybluheahefootmanapairofhorsepistols,thecookahugegkhebutlerabottleinead。Myauhared-hotpoker,andinmyopihemostformidableoftheparty。Thewaitingmaid,whodreadedtostayalos’hall,broughtuptherear,smellingtoabrokeilesalts,andexpressihe“ghostesses。”“Ghosts!”saidmyauely。“I’llsiheirwhiskersforthem!”
&eredthechamber。Allwasstillandundisturbedaswheit。Theyapproachedtheportraitofmyuncle。
“Pulldoicture!”criedmyaunt。Aheavygroan,andasouterih,issuedfromtheportrait。Theservantsshrunkback;themaidutteredafaintshriek,andgtothefootmanforsupport,
“Insta,ofthefoot。
&ureulleddown,andfromaredit,inwhierlystoodaclock,theyhauledfortharound-shouldered,black-beardedvarlet,withaknifeaslongasmyarm,buttremblingalloverlikeanaspenleaf。
“Well,andwhowashe?Noghost,Isuppose,”saidtheileman。
“Aknightofthepost,”repliedthenarrator,“whohadbeeheworthofthe;orrather,amaraudingTarquin,whohadstolenintoherchambertoviolateherpurse,arongbox,whenallthehouseshouldbeasleep。Iihevagabondwasaloose,idlefellowoftheneighborhood,whohadonaservantinthehouse,andhadbeeoassistinarrangingitforthereistress,Hefessedthathehadtrivedthishidingplaceforhisnefariouspurpose,andhadborrowedaheportraitbywayofarehole。”
“Andwhatdidtheydowithhim?Didtheyhahequestioner。
“Hanghim!Howcouldthey?”exclaimedabeetlebrowed,barristerwithahawk’sheoffeorobbery,noassaulthadbeenitted。Nofortryintothepremises”。
“Myaunt,”saidthenarrator,“irit,andapttotakethelawinherownhands。Shehadherownnotionsofessalso。Sheorderedthefellowtobedrawnthroughthehorsepond,toseawayalloffehentobewellrubbeddownwithaowel。”
“Andwhatbeafterwards?”saidtheileman。