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david copperfield(大卫.科波维尔)-第102章

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by the pantry fire。 

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Such a self…contained man I never saw。 But in that quality; as in 
every other he possessed; he only seemed to be the more 
respectable。 Even the fact that no one knew his Christian name; 
seemed to form a part of his respectability。 Nothing could be 
objected against his surname; Littimer; by which he was known。 
Peter might have been hanged; or Tom transported; but Littimer 
was perfectly respectable。 

It was occasioned; I suppose; by the reverend nature of 
respectability in the abstract; but I felt particularly young in this 
man’s presence。 How old he was himself; I could not guess—and 
that again went to his credit on the same score; for in the calmness 
of respectability he might have numbered fifty years as well as 
thirty。 

Littimer was in my room in the morning before I was up; to 
bring me that reproachful shaving…water; and to put out my 
clothes。 When I undrew the curtains and looked out of bed; I saw 
him; in an equable temperature of respectability; unaffected by the 
east wind of January; and not even breathing frostily; standing my 
boots right and left in the first dancing position; and blowing 
specks of dust off my coat as he laid it down like a baby。 

I gave him good morning; and asked him what o’clock it was。 
He took out of his pocket the most respectable hunting…watch I 
ever saw; and preventing the spring with his thumb from opening 
far; looked in at the face as if he were consulting an oracular 
oyster; shut it up again; and said; if I pleased; it was half past eight。 

‘Mr。 Steerforth will be glad to hear how you have rested; sir。’ 

‘Thank you;’ said I; ‘very well indeed。 Is Mr。 Steerforth quite 
well?’ 

‘Thank you; sir; Mr。 Steerforth is tolerably well。’ Another of his 

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characteristics—no use of superlatives。 A cool calm medium 
always。 

‘Is there anything more I can have the honour of doing for you; 
sir? The warning…bell will ring at nine; the family take breakfast at 
half past nine。’ 

‘Nothing; I thank you。’ 

‘I thank you; sir; if you please’; and with that; and with a little 
inclination of his head when he passed the bed…side; as an apology 
for correcting me; he went out; shutting the door as delicately as if 
I had just fallen into a sweet sleep on which my life depended。 

Every morning we held exactly this conversation: never any 
more; and never any less: and yet; invariably; however far I might 
have been lifted out of myself over…night; and advanced towards 
maturer years; by Steerforth’s companionship; or Mrs。 
Steerforth’s confidence; or Miss Dartle’s conversation; in the 
presence of this most respectable man I became; as our smaller 
poets sing; ‘a boy again’。 

He got horses for us; and Steerforth; who knew everything; 
gave me lessons in riding。 He provided foils for us; and Steerforth 
gave me lessons in fencing—gloves; and I began; of the same 
master; to improve in boxing。 It gave me no manner of concern 
that Steerforth should find me a novice in these sciences; but I 
never could bear to show my want of skill before the respectable 
Littimer。 I had no reason to believe that Littimer understood such 
arts himself; he never led me to suppose anything of the kind; by 
so much as the vibration of one of his respectable eyelashes; yet 
whenever he was by; while we were practising; I felt myself the 
greenest and most inexperienced of mortals。 

I am particular about this man; because he made a particular 

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effect on me at that time; and because of what took place 
thereafter。 

The week passed away in a most delightful manner。 It passed 
rapidly; as may be supposed; to one entranced as I was; and yet it 
gave me so many occasions for knowing Steerforth better; and 
admiring him more in a thousand respects; that at its close I 
seemed to have been with him for a much longer time。 A dashing 
way he had of treating me like a plaything; was more agreeable to 
me than any behaviour he could have adopted。 It reminded me of 
our old acquaintance; it seemed the natural sequel of it; it showed 
me that he was unchanged; it relieved me of any uneasiness I 
might have felt; in comparing my merits with his; and measuring 
my claims upon his friendship by any equal standard; above all; it 
was a familiar; unrestrained; affectionate demeanour that he used 
towards no one else。 As he had treated me at school differently 
from all the rest; I joyfully believed that he treated me in life 
unlike any other friend he had。 I believed that I was nearer to his 
heart than any other friend; and my own heart warmed with 
attachment to him。 He made up his mind to go with me into the 
country; and the day arrived for our departure。 He had been 
doubtful at first whether to take Littimer or not; but decided to 
leave him at home。 The respectable creature; satisfied with his lot 
whatever it was; arranged our portmanteaux on the little carriage 
that was to take us into London; as if they were intended to defy 
the shocks of ages; and received my modestly proffered donation 
with perfect tranquillity。 

We bade adieu to Mrs。 Steerforth and Miss Dartle; with many 
thanks on my part; and much kindness on the devoted mother’s。 
The last thing I saw was Littimer’s unruffled eye; fraught; as I 

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fancied; with the silent conviction that I was very young indeed。 

What I felt; in returning so auspiciously to the old familiar 
places; I shall not endeavour to describe。 We went down by the 
Mail。 I was so concerned; I recollect; even for the honour of 
Yarmouth; that when Steerforth said; as we drove through its dark 
streets to the inn; that; as well as he could make out; it was a good; 
queer; out…of…the…way kind of hole; I was highly pleased。 We went 
to bed on our arrival (I observed a pair of dirty shoes and gaiters 
in connexion with my old friend the Dolphin as we passed that 
door); and breakfasted late in the morning。 Steerforth; who was in 
great spirits; had been strolling about the beach before I was up; 
and had made acquaintance; he said; with half the boatmen in the 
place。 Moreover; he had seen; in the distance; what he was sure 
must be the identical house of Mr。 Peggotty; with smoke coming 
out of the chimney; and had had a great mind; he told me; to walk 
in and swear he was myself grown out of knowledge。 

‘When do you propose to introduce me there; Daisy?’ he said。 ‘I 
am at your disposal。 Make your own arrangements。’ 

‘Why; I was thinking that this evening would be a good time; 
Steerforth; when they are all sitting round the fire。 I should like 
you to see it when it’s snug; it’s such a curious place。’ 

‘So be it!’ returned Steerforth。 ‘This evening。’ 

‘I shall not give them any notice that we are here; you know;’ 
said I; delighted。 ‘We must take them by surprise。’ 

‘Oh; of course! It’s no fun;’ said Steerforth; ‘unless we take them 
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