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the cruise of the jasper b.-第12章

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the case。  He passed it over; and when she had chosen one of the

little rolls and lighted it she said:



〃Mr。 Cleggett; have you ever lived in England?〃



〃I have never even visited England。〃



〃I wish you knew England。〃  She watched the curling smoke from

her tobacco as it drifted across the table。  〃If you knew England

you would comprehend so much more readily some parts of my story。



〃But; being an American; you can have no adequate conception of

the conservatism that still prevails in certain quarters。  I

refer to the really old families among the landed aristocracy。 

Some of them have not changed essentially; in their attitude

towards the world in general; since the reign of Queen Elizabeth。



They make of family a fetish。 They are ready to sacrifice

everything upon the altar of family。  They may exhibit this pride

of race less obviously than some of the French or Germans or

Italians; but they have a deeper sense of their own dignity; and

of what is due to it; than any of your more flighty and

picturesque continentals。  There are certain things that are

done。 Certain things are not done。  One must conform or〃



She interrupted herself and delicately flicked the ash from her

cigarette。



〃Conform; or be jolly well damned;〃 she finished; crossing one

leg over the other and leaning back in her chair。  〃This; by the

way; is the only decent cigarette I have found in America。  I

hate to smoke perfumeI like tobaccoand most of your shops

seem to keep nothing but the highly scented Turkish and Egyptian

varieties。〃



〃They were made in London;〃 said Cleggett; bowing。



〃Ah!  But where was I?  Oh; yesone must conform。  Especially if

one belongs to; or has married into; the Claiborne family。  Of

all the men in England the Earl of Claiborne is the most

conservative; the most reactionary; the most deeply encrusted

with prejudice。  He would stop at little where the question

concerned the prestige of the aristocracy in general; he would

stop at nothing where the Claiborne family is concerned。



〃I am telling you all this so that you may get an inkling of the

blow it was to him when I became a militant suffragist。  It was

blow enough to his nephew; Sir Archibald; my late husband。  The

Earl maintains that it hastened poor Archibald's death。  But that

is ridiculous。  Archibald had undermined his constitution with

dissipation; and died following an operation for gravel。  He was

to have succeeded to the title; as both of the Earl's legitimate

sons were dead without issueone of them perished in the Boer

War; and the other was killed in the hunting field。



〃Upon Archibald's death the old Earl publicly acknowledged

Reginald Maltravers; his natural son; and took steps to have him

legitimatized。  For all of the bend sinister upon his escutcheon;

Reginald Maltravers was as fanatical concerning the family as his

father。  Perhaps more fanatical; because he secretly suffered for

the irregularity of his own position in the world。



〃At any rate; supported at first by the old Earl; he began a

series of persecutions designed to make me renounce my suffragist

principles; or at least to make me cease playing a conspicuous

public part in the militant propaganda。  As my husband was dead

and there were no children; I could not see that I was

accountable to the Claiborne family for my actions。  But the

Claibornes took a different view of it。  In their philosophy;

once a Claiborne; always a Claiborne。  I was bringing disgrace

and humiliation upon the family; in their opinion。 Knowing the

old Earl as I do; I am aware that his suffering was genuine and

intense。 But what was I to do?  One cannot desert one's

principles merely because they cause suffering; otherwise there

could be no such thing as revolution。



〃Reginald Maltravers had another reason for his persecution。 

After the death of Sir Archibald he himself sought my hand in

marriage。  I shall always remember the form of his proposal; it

concluded with these words: 'Had Archibald lived you would have

been a countess。  You may still be a countessbut you must drop

this suffragist show; you know。  It is all bally rot; Agatha; all

bally rot。' I would not have married him without the condition;

for I despised the man himself; but the condition made me furious

and I drove him from my sight with words that turned him white

and made him my enemy forever。  'You will not be my countess;

then;' he said。  'Very wellbut I can promise you that you will

cease to be a suffragist。' I can still see the evil flash of his

eye behind his monocle as he uttered these words and turned

away。〃



Lady Agatha shuddered at the recollection; and took a cup of tea。



〃It was then;〃 she resumed; 〃that the real persecution began。  I

was peculiarly helpless; as I have no near relations who might

have come to my defense。  Representing himself always as the

agent of his father; but far exceeding the Earl in the

malevolence of his inventions; Reginald Maltravers sought by

every means he could command to drive me from public life in

England。



〃Three times he succeeded in having me flung into Holloway Jail。 

I need not tell you of the terrors of that institution; nor of

the degrading horrors of forcible feeding。  They are known to a

shocked and sympathetic world。  But Reginald Maltravers

contrived; in my case; to add to the usual brutalities a peculiar

and personal touch。  By bribery; as I believe; he succeeded in

getting himself into the prison as a turnkey。  It was his custom;

when I lay weak and helpless in the semistupor of starvation; to

glide into my cell and; standing by my couch; to recite to me the

list of tempting viands that might appear daily upon the board of

a Countess of Claiborne。



〃He soon learned that his very presence itself was a persecution。



After my release from jail the last time; he began to follow me

everywhere。  Turn where I would; there was Reginald Maltravers。 

At suffrage meetings he took his station directly before the

speaker's stand; stroked his long blond mustache with his long

white fingers; and stared at me steadfastly through his monocle;

with an evil smile upon his face。  Formerly he had; in several

instances; prevented me from attending suffrage meetings; once he

had me spirited away and imprisoned for a week when it fell to my

lot to burn a railroad station for the good of the cause。  He

strove to ruin me with my leaders in this despicable manner。



〃But in the end he took to showing himself; he stood and stared。 

Merely that。  He was subtle enough to shift the persecution from

the province of the physical to the realm of the psychological。

It was like being haunted。  Even when I did not see him; I began

to THINK that I saw him。  He deliberately planted that

hallucination in my mind。 It is a wonder that I did not go mad。



〃I finally determined to flee to America。  I made all my

arrangements with care andas I thoughtwith secrecy
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