malbone- an oldport romance[1].(马尔布恩)-第10章
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conversation； while those least gifted could only encounter one small
Frenchman in some safe corner； and converse chiefly by smiles and signs。
On the whole； the evening opened gayly。 Newly arrived Frenchmen
are apt to be so unused to the familiar society of unmarried girls； that the
most innocent share in it has for them the zest of forbidden fruit； and the
most blameless intercourse seems almost a bonne fortune。 Most of these
officers were from the lower ranks of French society； but they all had that
good…breeding which their race wears with such ease； and can unhappily
put off with the same。
The admiral and the fleet captain were soon turned over to Hope； who
spoke French as she did English； with quiet grace。 She found them
agreeable companions； while Emilia drifted among the elder midshipmen；
who were dazzling in gold lace if not in intellect。 Kate fell to the share
of a vehement little surgeon； who danced her out of breath。 Harry
officiated as interpreter between the governor of the State and a lively
young ensign； who yearned for the society of dignitaries。 The governor
was quite aware that he himself could not speak French； the Frenchman
was quite unaware that he himself could not speak English； but with
Harry's aid they plunged boldly into conversation。 Their talk happened to
fall on steam…engines； English； French； American； their comparative cost；
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comparative power； comparative cost per horse power；until Harry； who
was not very strong upon the steam…engine in his own tongue； and was
quite helpless on that point in any other； got a good deal astray among the
numerals； and implanted some rather wild statistics in the mind of each。
The young Frenchman was far more definite； when requested by the
governor to state in English the precise number of men engaged on board
the corvette。 With the accuracy of his nation； he beamingly replied；
〃Seeshun…dredtousand。〃
As is apt to be the case in Oldport； other European nationalities beside
the French were represented； though the most marked foreign accent was
of course to be found among Americans just returned。 There were
European diplomatists who spoke English perfectly； there were travellers
who spoke no English at all； and as usual each guest sought to practise
himself in the tongue he knew least。 There was the usual eagerness among
the fashionable vulgar to make acquaintance with anything that combined
broken English and a title； and two minutes after a Russian prince had
seated himself comfortably on a sofa beside Kate； he was vehemently
tapped on the shoulder by Mrs。 Courtenay Brash with the endearing
summons： 〃Why！ Prince； I didn't see as you was here。 Do you set
comfortable where you be？ Come over to this window； and tell all you
know！〃
The prince might have felt that his summons was abrupt； but knew not
that it was ungrammatical； and so was led away in triumph。 He had been
but a month or two in this country； and so spoke our language no more
correctly than Mrs。 Brash； but only with more grace。 There was no great
harm in Mrs。 Brash； like most loquacious people； she was kind…hearted；
with a tendency to corpulence and good works。 She was also afflicted with
a high color； and a chronic eruption of diamonds。 Her husband had an
eye for them； having begun life as a jeweller's apprentice； and having
developed sufficient sharpness of vision in other directions to become a
millionnaire； and a Congressman； and to let his wife do as she pleased。
What goes forth from the lips may vary in dialect； but wine and
oysters speak the universal language。 The supper…table brought our party
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together； and they compared notes。
〃Parties are very confusing；〃 philosophized Hope；〃especially when
waiters and partners dress so much alike。 Just now I saw an ill…looking
man elbowing his way up to Mrs。 Meredith； and I thought he was bringing
her something on a plate。 Instead of that； it was his hand he held out； and
she put hers into it； and I was told that he was one of the leaders of society。
There are very few gentlemen here whom I could positively tell from the
waiters by their faces； and yet Harry says the fast set are not here。〃
〃Talk of the angels！〃 said Philip。 〃There come the Inglesides。〃
Through the door of the supper…room they saw entering the drawing…
room one of those pretty； fair…haired women who grow older up to twenty…
five and then remain unchanged till sixty。 She was dressed in the loveliest
pale blue silk； very low in the neck； and she seemed to smile on all with
her white teeth and her white shoulders。 This was Mrs。 Ingleside。 With
her came her daughter Blanche； a pretty blonde； whose bearing seemed at
first as innocent and pastoral as her name。 Her dress was of spotless white；
what there was of it； and her skin was so snowy； you could hardly tell
where the dress ended。 Her complexion was exquisite； her eyes of the
softest blue； at twenty…three she did not look more than seventeen； and yet
there was such a contrast between these virginal traits； and the worn；
faithless； hopeless expression； that she looked； as Philip said； like a
depraved lamb。 Does it show the higher nature of woman； that； while
〃fast young men〃 are content to look like well…dressed stable boys and
billiard…markers； one may observe that girls of the corresponding type are
apt to addict themselves to white and rosebuds； and pose themselves for
falling angels？
Mrs。 Ingleside was a stray widow （from New Orleans via Paris）； into
whose antecedents it was best not to inquire too closely。 After many ups
and downs； she was at present up。 It was difficult to state with certainty
what bad deed she had ever done； or what good deed。 She simply lived
by her wits； and perhaps by some want of that article in her male friends。
Her house was a sort of gentlemanly clubhouse； where the presence of two
women offered a shade less restraint than if there had been men alone。
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She was amiable and unscrupulous； went regularly to church； and needed
only money to be the most respectable and fastidious of women。 It was
always rather a mystery who paid for her charming little dinners； indeed；
several things in her demeanor were questionable； but as the questions
were never answered； no harm was done； and everybody invited her
because everybody else did。 Had she committed some graceful forgery
tomorrow； or some mild murder the next day； nobody would have been
surprised； and all her intimate friends would have said it was what they
had always expected。
Meantime the entertainment went on。
〃I shall not have scalloped oysters in heaven；〃 lamented Kate； as she
finished with healthy appetite her first instalment。
〃Are you sure you shall not？〃 said the sympathetic Hope； who would
have eagerly followed Kate into Paradise with a supply of whatever she
liked best。
〃I suppose you will； darling；〃 responded Kate； 〃but what will you care？
It seems hard that those who are bad enough to long for them should not
be good enough to earn them。〃
At this moment Blanche Ingleside and her train swept into the supper…
room； the girls cleared a passage； their attendant youths collected chairs。
Blanche tilted hers slightly against a wall； professed utter exhaustion； and
demanded a fresh bottle of champagne in a voice that showed no signs of
weakness。 Presently a sheepish youth drew near the noisy circle。
〃Here comes that Talbot van Alsted；〃 said Blanche； bursting at last into
a loud whisper。 〃What a goose he is； to be sure！ Dear baby； it promised
its mother it wouldn't drink wine for two months。 Let's all drink with him。
Talbot； my boy； just in time！ Fill your glass。 Stosst an！〃
And Blanche and her attendant spirits in white muslin thronged around
the weak boy； saw him charged with the three glasses that were all his
head could stand； and sent him reeling home to his mother。 Then they
looked round for fresh worlds to conquer。
〃There are the Maxwells！〃 said Miss Ingleside； without lowering her
voice。 〃Who is that party in the high…necked dress？ Is she the
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schoolmistress？ Why do they have such people here？ Society is getting
so common； there is no bearing it。 That Emily who is with her is too good
for that slow set。 She's the school…girl we heard of at Nice； or somewhere；
she wanted to elope with somebody； and Phil Malbone stopped her； worse
luck。 She will be for eloping with us； before long。〃
Emilia colored scarlet； and gave a furtive glance at Hope； half of
shame； half of triumph。 Hope looked at Blanche with surprise； made a
movement forward； but was restrained by the crowd； while the noisy
damsel broke out in a different direction。
〃How fiendishly hot it is here； though！ Jones junior； put your elbow
through that window！ This champagne is boiling。 What a tiresome time
we shall have to…morrow； when the Frenchmen are gone！ Ah； Count； there
you are at last！ Ready for the German？ Come for me？ Just primed and
up to anything； and so I tell you！〃
But as Count Posen； kissing his hand to her； squeezed his way through
the crowd with Hal； to be presented to Hope； there came over Blanche's
young face such a mingled look of hatred and weari
