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Catriona-Part27_ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON(1850-1894)_English Literature(文学名著)-第2页

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"There!" she cried. "There is the proper station, there is where I

have been manoeuvring to bring you." And then, suddenly, "Kep," said



she, flung me a folded billet, and ran from the apartment laughing.

The billet had neither place nor date. "Dear Mr. David," it began, "I



get your news continually by my cousin, Miss Grant, and it is a

pleisand hearing. I am very well, in a good place, among good folk,



but necessitated to be quite private, though I am hoping that at long

last we may meet again. All your friendships have been told me by my



loving cousin, who loves us both. She bids me to send you this

writing, and oversees the same. I will be asking you to do all her



commands, and rest your affectionate friend, Catriona Macgregor-

Drummond. P.S. - Will you not see my cousin, Allardyce?"



I think it not the least brave of my campaigns (as the soldiers say)

that I should have done as I was here bidden and gone forthright to the



house by Dean. But the old lady was now entirely changed and supple as

a glove. By what means Miss Grant had brought this round I could never



guess; I am sure, at least, she dared not to appear openly in the

affair, for her papa was compromised in it pretty deep. It was he,



indeed, who had persuaded Catriona to leave, or rather, not to return,

to her cousin's, placing her instead with a family of Gregorys - decent



people, quite at the Advocate's disposition, and in whom she might have

the more confidence because they were of his own clan and family.



These kept her private till all was ripe, heated and helped her to

attempt her father's rescue, and after she was discharged from prison



received her again into the same secrecy. Thus Prestongrange obtained

and used his instrument; nor did there leak out the smallest word of



his acquaintance with the daughter of James More. There was some

whispering, of course, upon the escape of that discredited person; but



the Government replied by a show of rigour, one of the cell porters was

flogged, the lieutenant of the guard (my poor friend, Duncansby) was



broken of his rank, and as for Catriona, all men were well enough

pleased that her fault should be passed by in silence.



I could never induce Miss Grant to carry back an answer. "No," she

would say, when I persisted, "I am going to keep the big feet out of



the platter." This was the more hard to bear, as I was aware she saw

my little friend many times in the week, and carried her my news



whenever (as she said) I "had behaved myself." At last she treated me

to what she called an indulgence, and I thought rather more of a



banter. She was certainly a strong, almost a violent, friend to all

she liked, chief among whom was a certain frail old gentlewoman, very



blind and very witty, who dwelt on the top of a tall land on a strait

close, with a nest of linnets in a cage, and thronged all day with



visitors. Miss Grant was very fond to carry me there and put me to

entertain her friend with the narrative of my misfortunes: and Miss



Tibbie Ramsay (that was her name) was particular kind, and told me a

great deal that was worth knowledge of old folks and past affairs in



Scotland. I should say that from her chamber window, and not three

feet away, such is the straitness of that close, it was possible to



look into a barred loopholelighting the stairway of the opposite

house.



Here, upon some pretext, Miss Grant left me one day alone with Miss

Ramsay. I mind I thought that lady inattentive and like one



preoccupied. I was besides very uncomfortable, for the window,

contrary to custom, was left open and the day was cold. All at once



the voice of Miss Grant sounded in my ears as from a distance.

"Here, Shaws!" she cried, "keek out of the window and see what I have



broughten you."

I think it was the prettiest sight that ever I beheld. The well of the



close was all in clear shadow where a man could see distinctly, the

walls very black and dingy; and there from the barred loophole I saw



two faces smiling across at me - Miss Grant's and Catriona's.

"There!" says Miss Grant, "I wanted her to see you in your braws like



the lass of Limekilns. I wanted her to see what I could make of you,

when I buckled to the job in earnest!"



It came in my mind that she had been more than common particular that

day upon my dress; and I think that some of the same care had been



bestowed upon Catriona. For so merry and sensible a lady, Miss Grant

was certainly wonderful taken up with duds.



"Catriona!" was all I could get out.

As for her, she said nothing in the world, but only waved her hand and



smiled to me, and was suddenly carried away again from before the

loophole.



That vision was no sooner lost than I ran to the house door, where I

found I was locked in; thence back to Miss Ramsay, crying for the key,






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