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the canterville ghost-第6章

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about a quarter past two o'clock in the morning; and; as far as he

could ascertain; no one was stirring。  As he was strolling towards

the library; however; to see if there were any traces left of the

blood…stain; suddenly there leaped out on him from a dark corner

two figures; who waved their arms wildly above their heads; and

shrieked out 'BOO!' in his ear。



Seized with a panic; which; under the circumstances; was only

natural; he rushed for the staircase; but found Washington Otis

waiting for him there with the big garden…syringe; and being thus

hemmed in by his enemies on every side; and driven almost to bay;

he vanished into the great iron stove; which; fortunately for him;

was not lit; and had to make his way home through the flues and

chimneys; arriving at his own room in a terrible state of dirt;

disorder; and despair。



After this he was not seen again on any nocturnal expedition。  The

twins lay in wait for him on several occasions; and strewed the

passages with nutshells every night to the great annoyance of their

parents and the servants; but it was of no avail。  It was quite

evident that his feelings were so wounded that he would not appear。

Mr。 Otis consequently resumed his great work on the history of the

Democratic Party; on which he had been engaged for some years; Mrs。

Otis organised a wonderful clam…bake; which amazed the whole

county; the boys took to lacrosse; euchre; poker; and other

American national games; and Virginia rode about the lanes on her

pony; accompanied by the young Duke of Cheshire; who had come to

spend the last week of his holidays at Canterville Chase。  It was

generally assumed that the ghost had gone away; and; in fact; Mr。

Otis wrote a letter to that effect to Lord Canterville; who; in

reply; expressed his great pleasure at the news; and sent his best

congratulations to the Minister's worthy wife。



The Otises; however; were deceived; for the ghost was still in the

house; and though now almost an invalid; was by no means ready to

let matters rest; particularly as he heard that among the guests

was the young Duke of Cheshire; whose grand…uncle; Lord Francis

Stilton; had once bet a hundred guineas with Colonel Carbury that

he would play dice with the Canterville ghost; and was found the

next morning lying on the floor of the card…room in such a helpless

paralytic state; that though he lived on to a great age; he was

never able to say anything again but 'Double Sixes。'  The story was

well known at the time; though; of course; out of respect to the

feelings of the two noble families; every attempt was made to hush

it up; and a full account of all the circumstances connected with

it will be found in the third volume of Lord Tattle's RECOLLECTIONS

OF THE PRINCE REGENT AND HIS FRIENDS。  The ghost; then; was

naturally very anxious to show that he had not lost his influence

over the Stiltons; with whom; indeed; he was distantly connected;

his own first cousin having been married EN SECONDES NOCES to the

Sieur de Bulkeley; from whom; as every one knows; the Dukes of

Cheshire are lineally descended。  Accordingly; he made arrangements

for appearing to Virginia's little lover in his celebrated

impersonation of 'The Vampire Monk; or; the Bloodless Benedictine;'

a performance so horrible that when old Lady Startup saw it; which

she did on one fatal New Year's Eve; in the year 1764; she went off

into the most piercing shrieks; which culminated in violent

apoplexy; and died in three days; after disinheriting the

Cantervilles; who were her nearest relations; and leaving all her

money to her London apothecary。  At the last moment; however; his

terror of the twins prevented his leaving his room; and the little

Duke slept in peace under the great feathered canopy in the Royal

Bedchamber; and dreamed of Virginia。







CHAPTER V







A FEW days after this; Virginia and her curly…haired cavalier went

out riding on Brockley meadows; where she tore her habit so badly

in getting through a hedge; that; on her return home; she made up

her mind to go up by the back staircase so as not to be seen。  As

she was running past the Tapestry Chamber; the door of which

happened to be open; she fancied she saw some one inside; and

thinking it was her mother's maid; who sometimes used to bring her

work there; looked in to ask her to mend her habit。  To her immense

surprise; however; it was the Canterville Ghost himself!  He was

sitting by the window; watching the ruined gold of the yellowing

trees fly through the air; and the red leaves dancing madly down

the long avenue。  His head was leaning on his hand; and his whole

attitude was one of extreme depression。  Indeed; so forlorn; and so

much out of repair did he look; that little Virginia; whose first

idea had been to run away and lock herself in her room; was filled

with pity; and determined to try and comfort him。  So light was her

footfall; and so deep his melancholy; that he was not aware of her

presence till she spoke to him。



'I am so sorry for you;' she said; 'but my brothers are going back

to Eton to…morrow; and then; if you behave yourself; no one will

annoy you。'



'It is absurd asking me to behave myself;' he answered; looking

round in astonishment at the pretty little girl who had ventured to

address him; 'quite absurd。  I must rattle my chains; and groan

through keyholes; and walk about at night; if that is what you

mean。  It is my only reason for existing。'



'It is no reason at all for existing; and you know you have been

very wicked。  Mrs。 Umney told us; the first day we arrived here;

that you had killed your wife。'



'Well; I quite admit it;' said the Ghost petulantly; 'but it was a

purely family matter; and concerned no one else。'



'It is very wrong to kill any one;' said Virginia; who at times had

a sweet Puritan gravity; caught from some old New England ancestor。



'Oh; I hate the cheap severity of abstract ethics!  My wife was

very plain; never had my ruffs properly starched; and knew nothing

about cookery。  Why; there was a buck I had shot in Hogley Woods; a

magnificent pricket; and do you know how she had it sent up to

table?  However; it is no matter now; for it is all over; and I

don't think it was very nice of her brothers to starve me to death;

though I did kill her。'



'Starve you to death?  Oh; Mr。 Ghost; I mean Sir Simon; are you

hungry?  I have a sandwich in my case。  Would you like it?'



'No; thank you; I never eat anything now; but it is very kind of

you; all the same; and you are much nicer than the rest of your

horrid; rude; vulgar; dishonest family。'



'Stop!' cried Virginia; stamping her foot; 'it is you who are rude;

and horrid; and vulgar; and as for dishonesty; you know you stole

the paints out of my box to try and furbish up that ridiculous

blood…stain in the library。  First you took all my reds; including

the vermilion; and I couldn't do any more sunsets; then you took

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