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the courtship of susan bell-第6部分

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head。

The afternoon at Mrs。 Bell's house was melancholy。  The final
decision of the three judges was as follows。  There was to be no
engagement; of course no correspondence。  Aaron was to be told that
it would be better that he should get lodgings elsewhere when he
returned; but that he would be allowed to visit at Mrs。 Bell's
house;and at Mrs。 Beckard's; which was very considerate。  If he
should succeed in getting a permanent appointment; and if he and
Susan still held the same mind; why then&c。 &c。  Such was Susan's
fate; as communicated to her by Mrs。 Bell and Hetta。  She sat still
and wept when she heard it; but she did not complain。  She had
always felt that Hetta would be against her。

〃Mayn't I see him; then?〃 she said through her tears。

Hetta thought she had better not。  Mrs。 Bell thought she might。
Phineas decided that they might shake hands; but only in full
conclave。  There was to be no lovers' farewell。  Aaron was to leave
the house at half…past five; but before he went Susan should be
called down。  Poor Susan!  She sat down and bemoaned herself;
uncomplaining; but very sad。

Susan was soft; feminine; and manageable。  But Aaron Dunn was not
very soft; was especially masculine; and in some matters not easily
manageable。  When Mr。 Beckard in the widow's presenceHetta had
retired in obedience to her loverinformed him of the court's
decision; there came over his face the look which he had worn when
he burned the picture。  〃Mrs。 Bell;〃 he said; 〃had encouraged his
engagement; and he did not understand why other people should now
come and disturb it。〃

〃Not an engagement; Aaron;〃 said Mrs。 Bell piteously。

〃He was able and willing to work;〃 he said; 〃and knew his
profession。  What young man of his age had done better than he had?〃
and he glanced round at them with perhaps more pride than was quite
becoming。

Then Mr。 Beckard spoke out; very wisely no doubt; but perhaps a
little too much at length。  Sons and daughters; as well as fathers
and mothers; will know very well what he said; so I need not repeat
his words。  I cannot say that Aaron listened with much attention;
but he understood perfectly what the upshot of it was。  Many a man
understands the purport of many a sermon without listening to one
word in ten。  Mr。 Beckard meant to be kind in his manner; indeed was
so; only that Aaron could not accept as kindness any interference on
his part。

〃I'll tell you what; Mrs。 Bell;〃 said he。  〃I look upon myself as
engaged to her。  And I look on her as engaged to me。  I tell you so
fairly; and I believe that's her mind as well as mine。〃

〃But; Aaron; you won't try to see heror to write to her;not in
secret; will you?〃

〃When I try to see her; I'll come and knock at this door; and if I
write to her; I'll write to her full address by the post。  I never
did and never will do anything in secret。〃

〃I know you're good and honest;〃 said the widow with her
handkerchief to her eyes。

〃Then why do you separate us?〃 asked he; almost roughly。  〃I suppose
I may see her at any rate before I go。  My time's nearly up now; I
guess。〃

And then Susan was called for; and she and Hetta came down together。
Susan crept in behind her sister。  Her eyes were red with weeping;
and her appearance was altogether disconsolate。  She had had a lover
for a week; and now she was to be robbed of him。

〃Good…bye; Susan;〃 said Aaron; and he walked up to her without
bashfulness or embarrassment。  Had they all been compliant and
gracious to him he would have been as bashful as his love; but now
his temper was hot。  〃Good…bye; Susan;〃 and she took his hand; and
he held hers till he had finished。  〃And remember this; I look upon
you as my promised wife; and I don't fear that you'll deceive me。
At any rate I shan't deceive you。〃

〃Good…bye; Aaron;〃 she sobbed。

〃Good…bye; and God bless you; my own darling!〃  And then without
saying a word to any one else; he turned his back upon them and went
his way。

There had been something very consolatory; very sweet; to the poor
girl in her lover's last words。  And yet they had almost made her
tremble。  He had been so bold; and stern; and confident。  He had
seemed so utterly to defy the impregnable discretion of Mr。 Beckard;
so to despise the demure propriety of Hetta。  But of this she felt
sure; when she came to question her heart; that she could never;
never; never cease to love him better than all the world beside。
She would waitpatiently if she could find patienceand then; if
he deserted her; she would die。

In another month Hetta became Mrs。 Beckard。  Susan brisked up a
little for the occasion; and looked very pretty as bridesmaid。  She
was serviceable too in arranging household matters; hemming linen
and sewing table…cloths; though of course in these matters she did
not do a tenth of what Hetta did。

Then the summer came; the Saratoga summer of July; August; and
September; during which the widow's house was full; and Susan's
hands saved the pain of her heart; for she was forced into
occupation。  Now that Hetta was gone to her own duties; it was
necessary that Susan's part in the household should be more
prominent。

Aaron did not come back to his work at Saratoga。  Why he did not
they could not then learn。  During the whole long summer they heard
not a word of him nor from him; and then when the cold winter months
came and their boarders had left them; Mrs。 Beckard congratulated
her sister in that she had given no further encouragement to a lover
who cared so little for her。  This was very hard to bear。  But Susan
did bear it。

That winter was very sad。  They learned nothing of Aaron Dunn till
about January; and then they heard that he was doing very well。  He
was engaged on the Erie trunk line; was paid highly; and was much
esteemed。  And yet he neither came nor sent!  〃He has an excellent
situation;〃 their informant told them。  〃And a permanent one?〃 asked
the widow。  〃Oh; yes; no doubt;〃 said the gentleman; 〃for I happen
to know that they count greatly on him。〃  And yet he sent no word of
love。

After that the winter became very sad indeed。  Mrs。 Bell thought it
to be her duty now to teach her daughter that in all probability she
would see Aaron Dunn no more。  It was open to him to leave her
without being absolutely a wolf。  He had been driven from the house
when he was poor; and they had no right to expect that he would
return; now that he had made some rise in the world。  〃Men do amuse
themselves in that way;〃 the widow tried to teach her。

〃He is not like that; mother;〃 she said again。

〃But they do not think so much of these things as we do;〃 urged the
mother。

〃Don't they?〃 said Susan; oh; so sorrowfully; and so through the
whole long winter months she became paler and paler; and thinner and
thinner。

And then Hetta tried to console her with religion; and that perhaps
did not make things any better。  Religious consolation is the best
cure for all griefs; but it must not be looked for specially with
regard to any individual sorrow。  A religious man; should he become
bankrupt through the misfortunes of the world; will find true
consolation in his religion even for that sorrow。  But a bankrupt;
who has not thought much of such things; will hardly find solace by
taking up religion for that special occasion。

And Hetta perhaps was hardly prudent in her attempts。  She thought
that it was wicked in Susan to grow thin and pale for love of Aaron
Dunn; and she hardly hid her thoughts。  Susan was not sure but that
it might be wicked; but this doubt in no way tended to make her
plump or rosy。  So that in those days she found no comfort in her
sister。

But her mother's pity and soft love did ease her sufferings; though
it could not make them cease。  Her mother did not tell her that she
was wicked; or bid her read long sermons; or force her to go oftener
to the meeting…house。

〃He will never come again; I think;〃 she said one day; as with a
shawl wrapped around her shoulders; she leant with her head upon her
mother's bosom。

〃My own darling;〃 said the mother; pressing her child closely to her
side。

〃You think he never will; eh; mother?〃  What could Mrs。 Bell say?
In her heart of hearts she did not think he ever would come again。

〃No; my child。  I do not think he will。〃  And then the hot tears ran
down; and the sobs came thick and frequent。

〃My darling; my darling!〃 exclaimed the mother; and they wept
together。

〃Was I wicked to love him at the first;〃 she asked that night。

〃No; my child; you were not wicked at all。  At least I think not。〃

〃Then why〃  Why was he sent away?  It was on her tongue to ask
that question; but she paused and spared her mother。  This was as
they were going to bed。  The next morning Susan did not get up。  She
was not ill; she said; but weak and weary。  Would her mother let her
lie that day?  And then Mrs。 Bell went down alone to her room; and
sorrowed with all her heart for the sorrow of her child。  Why; oh
why; had she driven away from her door…sill the love of an honest
man?

On the next morning Susan again did not get up;nor did she hear;
or if she heard she did not recognise; the step of the postman who
brought a letter to the door。  Early; before the widow's breakfast;
the postman came; and the letter which he brought was as follows:…


〃MY DEAR MRS。 BELL;

〃I have now got a permanent situation on the Erie line; and the
salary is enough for myself and a wife。  At least I think so; and I
hope you will too。  I shall be down at Saratoga to…morrow evening;
and I hope neither Susan nor you will refuse to receive me。

〃Yours affectionately;

〃AARON DUNN。〃


That was all。  It was very short; and did not contain one word of
love; but it made the widow's heart leap for joy。  She was rather
afraid that Aaron was angry; he wrote so curtly and with such a
brusque business…like attention to mere facts; but surely he could
have but one object in coming there。  And then he alluded specially
to a wife。  So the widow's heart leapt with joy。

But how was she to tell Susan?  She ran up stairs almost breathless
with haste; to the bedroom door; but then she stopped; too much joy
she had heard was as dangerous as t
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