狄更斯的小说特点 狄更斯双语小说:《董贝父子》第22章Part 5

狄更斯双语小说:《董贝父子》第22章Part 5  

'I ain't indeed
Sir
' whimpered Rob. 'I never did such a thing as thieve
Sir
if you'll believe me. I know I've been a going wrong
Sir
ever since I took to bird-catching' and walking-matching. I'm sure a cove might think
' said Mr Toodle Junior
with a burst of penitence
'that singing birds was innocent pany
but nobody knows what harm is in them little creeturs and what they brings you down to.'
They seemed to have brought him down to a velveteen jacket and trousers very much the worse for wear
a particularly small red waistcoat like a get
an interval of blue check
and the hat before mentioned.
'I ain't been home enty times since them birds got their will of me
' said Rob
'and that's ten months. How can I go home when everybody's miserable to see me! I wonder
' said Biler
blubbering outright
and smearing his eYes with his coat-cuff
'that I haven't been and drownded myself over and over again.'
All of which
including his expression of surprise at not having achieved this last scarce performance
the boy said
just as if the teeth of Mr Carker drew it out ofhim
and he had no power of concealing anything with that battery of attraction in full play.
'You're a nice young gentleman!' said Mr Carker
shaking his head at him. 'There's hemp-seed sown for you
my fine fellow!'
'I'm sure
Sir
' returned the wretched Biler
blubbering again
and again having recourse to his coat-cuff: 'I shouldn't care
sometimes
if it was growed too. My misfortunes all began in wagging
Sir; but what could I do
exceptin' wag?'
'Excepting what?' said Mr Carker.
'Wag
Sir. Wagging from school.'
'Do you mean pretending to go there
and not going?' said Mr Carker.
'Yes
Sir
that's wagging
Sir
' returned the quondam Grinder
much affected. 'I was chivied through the streets
Sir
when I went there
and pounded when I got there. So I wagged
and hid myself
and that began it.'
'And you mean to tell me
' said Mr Carker
taking him by the throat again
holding him out at arm's-length
and surveying him in silence for some moments
'that you want a place
do you?'
'I should be thankful to be tried
Sir
' returned Toodle Junior
faintly.
Mr Carker the Manager pushed him backward into a corner - the boy submitting quietly
hardly venturing to breathe
and never once removing his eyes from his face - and rang the bell.
'Tell Mr Gills to e here.'
Mr Perch was too deferential to express surprise or recognition of the figure in the corner: and Uncle Sol appeared immediately.
'Mr Gills!' said Carker
with a smile
'sit down. How do you do? You continue to enjoy your health
I hope?'
'Thank you
Sir
' returned Uncle Sol
taking out his pocket-book
and handing over some notes as he spoke. 'Nothing ails me in body but old age. Twenty-five
Sir.'
'You are as punctual and exact
Mr Gills
' replied the smiling Manager
taking a paper from one of his many drawers
and making an endorsement on it
while Uncle Sol looked over him
'as one of your own chronometers. Quite right.'
'The Son and Heir has not been spoken
I find by the list
Sir
' said Uncle Sol
with a slight addition to the usual tremor in his voice.
'The Son and Heir has not been spoken
' returned Carker. 'There seems to have been tempestuous weather
Mr Gills
and she has probably been driven out of her course.'
'She is safe
I trust in Heaven!' said old Sol.