狄更斯的小说特点 狄更斯双语小说:《董贝父子》第28章Part 9

狄更斯双语小说:《董贝父子》第28章Part 9  

'He is very good-tempered
' said Florence
addressing herself with her natural grace and sweetness to the o lady strangers. 'He is only glad to see me. Pray five him.'
She saw in the glance they interchanged
that the lady who had screamed
and who was seated
was old; and that the other lady
who stood near her Papa
was very beautiful
and of an elegant figure.
'Mrs Skewton
' said her father
turning to the first
and holding out his hand
'this is my daughter Florence.'
'Charming
I am sure
' observed the lady
putting up her glass. 'So natural! My darling Florence
you must kiss me
if you please.'
Florence having done so
turned towards the other lady
by whom her father stood waiting.
'Edith
' said Mr Dombey
'this is my daughter Florence. Florence
this lady will soon be your Mama.'
Florence started
and looked up at the beautiful face in a conflict of emotions
among which the tears that name awakened
struggled for a moment with surprise
interest
admiration
and an indefinable sort of fear. Then she cried out
'Oh
Papa
may you be happy! may you be very
very happy all your life!' and then fell weeping on the lady's bosom.
There was a short silence. The beautiful lady
who at first had seemed to hesitate whether or no she should advance to Florence
held her to her breast
and pressed the hand with which she clasped her
close about her waist
as if to reassure her and fort her. Not one word passed the lady's lips. She bent her head down over Florence
and she kissed her on the cheek
but she said no word.
'Shall we go on through the rooms
' said Mr Dombey
'and see how our workmen are doing? Pray allow me
my dear madam.'
He said this in offering his arm to Mrs Skewton
who had been looking at Florence through her glass
as though picturing to herself what she might be made
by the infusion - from her own copious storehouse
no doubt - of a little more Heart and Nature. Florence was still sobbing on the lady's breast
and holding to her
when Mr Dombey was heard to say from the Conservatory:
'Let us ask Edith. Dear me
where is she?'