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Daisy Miller-Part7_HENRY JAMES(1843-1916)_English Literature(文学名著)-第2页

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Mrs. Walker tried. The young man went in pursuit of Miss Miller,

who had simply nodded and smiled at his interlocutor in the carriage



and had gone her way with her companion. Daisy, on learning

that Mrs. Walker wished to speak to her, retraced her steps



with a perfect good grace and with Mr. Giovanelli at her side.

She declared that she was delighted to have a chance to present this



gentleman to Mrs. Walker. She immediately achieved the introduction,

and declared that she had never in her life seen anything so lovely



as Mrs. Walker's carriage rug.

"I am glad you admire it," said this lady, smiling sweetly.



"Will you get in and let me put it over you?"

"Oh, no, thank you," said Daisy. "I shall admire it much more as I see you



driving round with it."

"Do get in and drive with me!" said Mrs. Walker.



"That would be charming, but it's so enchanting just as I am!"

and Daisy gave a brilliant glance at the gentlemen on either



side of her.

"It may be enchanting, dear child, but it is not the custom here,"



urged Mrs. Walker, leaning forward in her victoria, with her

hands devoutly clasped.



"Well, it ought to be, then!" said Daisy. "If I didn't walk

I should expire."



"You should walk with your mother, dear," cried the lady

from Geneva, losing patience.



"With my mother dear!" exclaimed the young girl. Winterbourne saw that she

scented interference. "My mother never walked ten steps in her life.



And then, you know," she added with a laugh, "I am more than five years old."

"You are old enough to be more reasonable. You are old enough,



dear Miss Miller, to be talked about."

Daisy looked at Mrs. Walker, smiling intensely. "Talked about?



What do you mean?"

"Come into my carriage, and I will tell you."



Daisy turned her quickened glance again from one of the gentlemen beside her

to the other. Mr. Giovanelli was bowing to and fro, rubbing down his gloves



and laughing very agreeably; Winterbourne thought it a most unpleasant scene.

"I don't think I want to know what you mean," said Daisy presently.



"I don't think I should like it."

Winterbourne wished that Mrs. Walker would tuck in her carriage rug and drive



away, but this lady did not enjoy being defied, as she afterward told him.

"Should you prefer being thought a very reckless girl?" she demanded.



"Gracious!" exclaimed Daisy. She looked again at Mr. Giovanelli,

then she turned to Winterbourne. There was a little pink flush in



her cheek; she was tremendously pretty. "Does Mr. Winterbourne think,"

she asked slowly, smiling, throwing back her head, and glancing



at him from head to foot, "that, to save my reputation, I ought

to get into the carriage?"



Winterbourne colored; for an instant he hesitated greatly.

It seemed so strange to hear her speak that way of her "reputation."



But he himself, in fact, must speak in accordance with gallantry.

The finest gallantry, here, was simply to tell her the truth;



and the truth, for Winterbourne, as the few indications I

have been able to give have made him known to the reader,



was that Daisy Miller should take Mrs. Walker's advice.

He looked at her exquisite prettiness, and then he said,



very gently, "I think you should get into the carriage."

Daisy gave a violent laugh. "I never heard anything so stiff!



If this is improper, Mrs. Walker," she pursued, "then I am all improper,

and you must give me up. Goodbye; I hope you'll have a lovely ride!"



and, with Mr. Giovanelli, who made a triumphantly obsequious salute,

she turned away.



Mrs. Walker sat looking after her, and there were tears in

Mrs. Walker's eyes. "Get in here, sir," she said to Winterbourne,



indicating the place beside her. The young man answered that he felt

bound to accompany Miss Miller, whereupon Mrs. Walker declared that



if he refused her this favor she would never speak to him again.

She was evidently in earnest. Winterbourne overtook Daisy and



her companion, and, offering the young girl his hand, told her

that Mrs. Walker had made an imperious claim upon his society.



He expected that in answer she would say something rather free,

something to commit herself still further to that "recklessness"



from which Mrs. Walker had so charitably endeavored to dissuade her.

But she only shook his hand, hardly looking at him, while Mr. Giovanelli



bade him farewell with a too emphaticflourish of the hat.

Winterbourne was not in the best possible humor as he took his seat in






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