狄更斯小说改编系列 狄更斯双语小说:《董贝父子》第22章Part 10

狄更斯双语小说:《董贝父子》第22章Part 10  

'Neither there
' said Mr CarHer
pointing to the place they had just left
'nor anywhere else. I'll try how true and grateful you can be. I'll prove you!' Making this
by his display of teeth and by the action of his head
as much a threat as a promise
he turned from Rob's eyes
which were nailed upon him as if he had won the boy by a charm
body and soul
and rode away. But again being conscious
after trotting a short distance
that his devoted henchman
girt as before
was yielding him the same attendance
to the great amusement of sundry spectators
he reined up
and ordered him off. To ensure his obedience
he turned in the saddle and watched him as he retired. It was curious to see that even then Rob could not keep his eyes wholly averted from his patron's face
but
constantly turning and turning again to look after him' involved himself in a tempest of buffetings and jostlings from the other passengers in the street: of which
in the pursuit of the one paramount idea
he was perfectly heedless.
Mr Carker the Manager rode on at a foot-pace
with the easy air of one who had performed all the business of the day in a satisfactory manner
and got it fortably off his mind. Complacent and affable as man could be
Mr Carker picked his way along the streets and hummed a soft tune as he went He seemed to purr
he was so glad.
And in some sort
Mr Carker
in his fancy
basked upon a hearth too. Coiled up snugly at certain feet
he was ready for a spring
Or for a tear
or for a scratch
or for a velvet touch
as the humour took him and occasion served. Was there any bird in a cage
that came in for a share ofhis regards?
'A very young lady!' thought Mr Carker the Manager
through his song. 'Ay! when I saw her last
she was a little child. With dark eyes and hair
I recollect
and a good face; a very good face! I daresay she's pretty.'
More affable and pleasant yet
and humming his song until his many teeth vibrated to it
Mr Carker picked his way along
and turned at last into the shady street where Mr Dombey's house stood. He had been so busy
winding webs round good faces
and obscuring them with meshes
that he hardly thought of being at this point of his ride
until
glancing down the cold perspective of tall houses
he reined in his horse quickly within a few yards of the door. But to explain why Mr Carker reined in his horse quickly
and what he looked at in no small surprise
a few digressive words are necessary.
Mr Toots
emancipated from the Blimber thraldom and ing into the possession of a certain portion of his wordly wealth
'which
' as he had been wont
during his last half-year's probation
to municate to Mr Feeder every evening as a new discovery
'the executors couldn't keep him out of' had applied himself with great diligence
to the science of Life. Fired with a noble emulation to pursue a brilliant and distinguished career
Mr Toots had furnished a choice set of apartments; had established among them a sporting bower
embellished with the portraits of winning horses
in which he took no particle of interest; and a divan
which made him poorly. In this delicious abode
Mr Toots devoted himself to the cultivation of those gentle arts which refine and humanise existence
his chief instructor in which was an interesting character called the Game Chicken
who was always to be heard of at the bar of the Black Badger
wore a shaggy white great-coat in the warmest weather
and knocked Mr Toots about the headthree times a week
for the small consideration of ten and six per visit.