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charlotte temple(夏洛特·藤布尔)-第23章

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some ladies; to whom I will introduce you; will dispel these sad thoughts; 

and I shall again see returning chearfulness animate those lovely features。〃 

     〃Oh never! never!〃 cried Charlotte; emphatically: 〃the virtuous part of 

my sex will scorn me; and I will never associate with infamy。 No; Belcour; 

here    let  me   hide   my    shame    and   sorrow;    here   let  me   spend    my   few 

remaining      days   in   obscurity;   unknown      and   unpitied;    here   let  me   die 

unlamented;  and   my   name   sink   to   oblivion。〃   Here   her   tears   stopped   her 

utterance。   Belcour   was   awed   to   silence:   he   dared   not   interrupt   her;   and 

after a moment's pause she proceeded〃I once had conceived the thought 

of going to New…York to seek out the still dear; though cruel; ungenerous 

Montraville;      to  throw    myself   at  his  feet;  and   entreat   his   compassion; 

heaven   knows;   not   for   myself;   if   I   am   no   longer   beloved;   I   will   not   be 

indebted   to   his   pity   to   redress   my   injuries;   but   I   would   have   knelt   and 

entreated him not to forsake my poor unborn〃 She could say no more; a 



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crimson   glow   rushed   over   her   cheeks;   and   covering   her   face   with   her 

hands; she sobbed aloud。 

     Something   like   humanity   was   awakened   in   Belcour's   breast   by   this 

pathetic speech: he arose and walked towards the window; but the selfish 

passion which had taken possession of his heart; soon stifled these   finer 

emotions;   and   he   thought   if   Charlotte   was   once   convinced   she   had   no 

longer   any   dependance   on   Montraville;   she   would   more   readily   throw 

herself on his protection。 Determined; therefore; to inform her of all that 

had   happened;   he   again   resumed   his   seat;   and   finding   she   began   to   be 

more composed; enquired if she had ever heard from Montraville since the 

unfortunate recontre in her bed chamber。 

     〃Ah no;〃 said she。 〃I fear I shall never hear from him again。〃 

     〃I am greatly of your opinion;〃 said Belcour; 〃for he has been for some 

time past greatly attached〃 

     At    the    word     〃attached〃     a   death…like     paleness     overspread       the 

countenance of Charlotte; but she applied to some hartshorn which stood 

beside her; and Belcour proceeded。 

     〃He has been for some time past greatly attached to one Miss Franklin; 

a pleasing lively girl; with a large fortune。〃 

     〃She may be richer; may be handsomer;〃 cried Charlotte; 〃but cannot 

love him so well。 Oh may she beware of his art; and not trust him too far 

as I have done。〃 

     〃He addresses her publicly;〃 said he; 〃and it was rumoured they were 

to   be   married    before    he   sailed   for  Eustatia;    whither    his  company      is 

ordered。〃 

     〃Belcour;〃 said Charlotte; seizing his hand; and gazing at him earnestly; 

while her pale lips trembled with convulsive agony; 〃tell me; and tell me 

truly;   I   beseech   you;   do   you   think   he   can   be   such   a   villain   as   to   marry 

another   woman;   and   leave   me   to   die   with   want   and   misery  in   a   strange 

land: tell me what you think; I can bear it very well; I will not shrink from 

this   heaviest   stroke   of   fate;   I   have   deserved   my   afflictions;   and   I   will 

endeavour to bear them as I ought。〃 

     〃I fear;〃 said Belcour; 〃he can be that villain。〃 

     〃Perhaps;〃 cried she; eagerly interrupting him; 〃perhaps he is married 



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already:   come;   let   me   know   the   worst;〃   continued   she   with   an   affected 

look of composure: 〃you need not be afraid; I shall not send the fortunate 

lady a bowl of poison。〃 

     〃Well then; my dear girl;〃 said he; deceived by her appearance; 〃they 

were     married    on   Thursday;     and    yesterday     morning     they   sailed   for 

Eustatia。〃 

     〃Marriedgonesay        you?〃    cried   she  in  a  distracted    accent;   〃what 

without a last farewell; without one thought on my unhappy situation! Oh 

Montraville;   may   God   forgive   your   perfidy。〃   She   shrieked;   and   Belcour 

sprang forward just in time to prevent her falling to the floor。 

     Alarming faintings now succeeded each other; and she was conveyed 

to her bed; from whence she earnestly prayed she might never more arise。 

Belcour staid with her that night; and in the morning found her in a high 

fever。   The   fits   she   had   been   seized   with   had   greatly   terrified   him;   and 

confined as she now was to a bed of sickness; she was no longer an object 

of desire: it is true for several days he went constantly to see her; but her 

pale; emaciated appearance disgusted him: his visits became less frequent; 

he forgot the solemn charge given him by Montraville; he even forgot the 

money   entrusted   to   his   care;   and;   the   burning   blush   of   indignation   and 

shame   tinges   my   cheek   while   I   write   it;   this   disgrace   to   humanity   and 

manhood at length forgot even the injured Charlotte; and; attracted by the 

blooming health of a farmer's daughter; whom he had seen in his frequent 

excursions to the country; he left the unhappy girl to sink unnoticed to the 

grave; a prey to sickness; grief; and penury; while he; having triumphed 

over   the   virtue   of   the   artless   cottager;   rioted   in   all   the   intemperance   of 

luxury and lawless pleasure。 



                               CHAPTER XXVIII。 



                              A TRIFLING RETROSPECT。 

     〃BLESS my heart;〃 cries my young; volatile reader; 〃I shall never have 

patience to get through these volumes; there are so many ahs! and ohs! so 

much fainting; tears; and distress; I am sick to death of the subject。〃 My 

dear; chearful; innocent girl; for innocent I will suppose you to be; or you 

would acutely feel the woes of Charlotte; did conscience say; thus might it 



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have   been   with   me;   had   not   Providence   interposed   to   snatch   me   from 

destruction:      therefore;    my    lively;  innocent     girl;  I  must    request    your 

patience: I am writing a tale of truth: I mean to write it to the heart: but if 

perchance the heart is rendered impenetrable by unbounded prosperity; or 

a continuance in vice; I expect not my tale to please; nay; I even expect it 

will   be   thrown   by   with   disgust。   But   softly;   gentle   fair   one;   I   pray   you 

throw it not aside till you have perused the whole; mayhap you may find 

something therein to repay you for the trouble。 Methinks I see a sarcastic 

smile sit on your countenance。〃And what;〃 cry you; 〃does the conceited 

author suppose we can glean from these pages; if Charlotte is held up as 

an object of terror; to prevent us from falling into guilty errors? does not 

La   Rue   triumph   in   her   shame;   and   by   adding   art   to   guilt;   obtain    the 

affection of a worthy man; and rise to a station where she is beheld with 

respect; and chearfully received into all companies。 What then is the moral 

you   would   inculcate? Would   you   wish   us   to   think   that   a   deviation   from 

virtue; if covered by art and hypocrisy; is not an object of detestation; but 

on the contrary shall raise us to fame and honour? while the hapless girl 

who     falls  a  victim    to  her   too   great   sensibility;   shall  be   loaded    with 

ignominy       and   shame?〃      No;   my    fair  querist;    I  mean    no   such    thing。 

Remember the endeavours of the wicked are often suffered to prosper; that 

in the end their fall may be attended with more bitterness of heart; while 

the cup of affliction is poured out for wise and salutary ends; and they who 

are compelled to drain it even to the bitter dregs; often find comfort at the 

bottom;   the   tear of   penitence blots   their offences   from  the   book   of   fate; 

and they rise from the heavy; painful trial; purified and fit for a mansion in 

the kingdom of eternity。 

     Yes; my young friends; the tear of compassion shall fall for the fate of 

Charlotte; while the name of La Rue shall be detested and despised。 For 

Charlotte; the soul melts with sympathy; for La Rue; it feels nothing but 

horror and contempt。 But perhaps your gay hearts would rather follow the 

fortunate Mrs。 Crayton through the scenes of pleasure and dissipation in 

which   she   was   engaged;   than   listen   to   the   complaints   and   miseries   of 

Charlotte。 I will for on
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