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the book of snobs-第27章

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cross…barred cravat; his linen and his appointments so

perfectly stiff and spotless that everybody at once

recognized him as a dear countryman。  Only our port…wine

and other admirable institutions could have produced a

figure so insolent; so stupid; so gentleman…like。  After

a while our attention was called to him by his roaring

out; in a voice of plethoric fury; 'O!'



Everybody turned round at the 'O;' conceiving the Colonel

to be; as his countenance denoted him; in intense pain;

but the waiters knew better; and instead of being

alarmed; brought the Colonel the kettle。  'O;' it

appears; is the French for hot…water。  The Colonel

(though he despises it heartily) thinks he speaks the

language remarkably well。  Whilst he was inhausting his

smoking tea; which went rolling and gurgling down his

throat; and hissing over the 'hot coppers' of that

respectable veteran; a friend joined him; with a wizened

face and very black wig; evidently a Colonel too。



The two warriors; waggling their old heads at each other;

presently joined breakfast; and fell into conversation;

and we had the advantage of hearing about the old war;

and some pleasant conjectures as to the next; which they

considered imminent。  They psha'd the French fleet; they

pooh…pooh'd the French commercial marine; they showed

how; in a war; there would be a cordon ('a cordong; by…

') of steamers along our coast; and 'by …;' ready at a

minute to land anywhere on the other shore; to give the

French as good a thrashing as they got in the last war;

'by …'。  In fact; a rumbling cannonade of oaths was

fired by the two veterans during the whole of their

conversation。



There was a Frenchman in the room; but as he had not been

above ten years in London; of course he did not speak the

language; and lost the benefit of the conversation。

'But; O my country!' said I to myself; it's no wonder

that you are so beloved!  If I were a Frenchman; how I

would hate you!'



That brutal; ignorant; peevish bully of an Englishman is

showing himself in every city of Europe。  One of the

dullest creatures under heaven; he goes travelling Europe

under foot; shouldering his way into galleries and

cathedrals; and bustling into palaces with his buck…ram

uniform。  At church or theatre; gala or picture…gallery;

HIS face never varies。  A thousand delightful sights pass

before his bloodshot eyes; and don't affect him。

Countless brilliant scenes of life and manners are shown

him; but never move him。  He goes to church; and calls

the practices there degrading and superstitious: as if

HIS altar was the only one that was acceptable。  He goes

to picture…galleries; and is more ignorant about Art than

a French shoeblack。  Art; Nature pass; and there is no

dot of admiration in his stupid eyes: nothing moves him;

except when a very great man comes his way; and then the

rigid; proud; self…confident; inflexible British Snob can

be as humble as a flunkey and as supple as a harlequin。







CHAPTER XXIII



ENGLISH SNOBS ON THE CONTINENT



'WHAT is the use of Lord Rome's telescope?' my friend

Panwiski exclaimed the other day。  'It only enables you

to see a few hundred thousands of miles farther。  What

were thought to be mere nebulae; turn out to be most

perceivable starry systems; and beyond these; you see

other nebulae; which a more powerful glass will show to

be stars; again; and so they go on glittering and winking

away into eternity。'  With which my friend Pan; heaving a

great sigh; as if confessing his inability to look

Infinity in the face; sank back resigned; and swallowed a

large bumper of claret。



I (who; like other great men; have but one idea); thought

to myself; that as the stars are; so are the Snobs:the

more。  you gaze upon those luminaries; the more you

beholdnow nebulously congregatednow faintly

distinguishablenow brightly defineduntil they twinkle

off in endless blazes; and fade into the immeasurable

darkness。  I am but as a child playing on the sea…shore。

Some telescopic philosopher will arise one day; some

great Snobonomer; to find the laws of the great science

which we are now merely playing with; and to define; and

settle; and classify that which is at present but vague

theory; and loose though elegant assertion。



Yes: a single eye can but trace a very few and simple

varieties of the enormous universe of Snobs。  I sometimes

think of appealing to the public; and calling together a

congress of SAVANS; such as met at Southamptoneach to

bring his contributions and read his paper on the Great

Subject。  For what can a single poor few do; even with

the subject at present in hand?  English Snobs on the

Continentthough they are a hundred thousand times less

numerous than on their native island; yet even these few

are too many。  One can only fix a stray one here and

there。  The individuals are caughtthe thousands escape。

I have noted down but three whom I have met with in my

walk this morning through this pleasant marine city of

Boulogne。



There is the English Raff Snob; that frequents ESTAMINETS

and CABARETS; who is heard yelling; 'We won't go home

till morning!' and startling the midnight echoes of quiet

Continental towns with shrieks of English slang。  The

boozy unshorn wretch is seen hovering round quays as

packets arrive; and tippling drains in inn bars where he

gets credit。  He talks French with slang familiarity: he

and his like quite people the debt…prisons on the

Continent。  He plays pool at the billiard…houses; and may

be seen engaged at cards and dominoes of forenoons。  His

signature is to be seen on countless bills of exchange:

it belonged to an honourable family once; very likely;

for the English Raff most probably began by being a

gentleman; and has a father over the water who is ashamed

to hear his name。  He has cheated the old 'governor'

repeatedly in better days; and swindled his sisters of

their portions; and robbed his younger brothers。  Now he

is living on his wife's jointure: she is hidden away in

some dismal garret; patching shabby finery and cobbling

up old clothes for her childrenthe most miserable and

slatternly of women。



Or sometimes the poor woman and her daughters go about

timidly; giving lessons in English and music; or do

embroidery and work under…hand; to purchase the means for

the POT…AU…FEU; while Raff is swaggering on the quay; or

tossing off glasses of cognac at the CAF?。  The

unfortunate creature has a child still every year; and

her constant hypocrisy is to try and make her girls

believe that their father is a respectable man; and to

huddle him out of the way when the brute comes home

drunk。



Those poor ruined souls get together and have a society

of their own; the which it is very affecting to watch

those tawdry pretences at gentility; those flimsy

attempts at gaiety: those woful sallies: that jingling

old piano; oh; it makes the heart sick to see and hear

them。
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