Дэвид Копперфильд

I Fall into Disgrace

           Shewasup(and,asIbelievetothishour,lookingforthatman)beforeanybodyinthehousewasstirring.Peggottygaveitasheropinionthatsheevensleptwithoneeyeopen;butIcouldnotconcurinthisidea;forItrieditmyselfafterhearingthesuggestionthrownout,andfounditcouldn’tbedone.

           Ontheveryfirstmorningafterherarrivalshewasupandringingherbellatcock-crow.Whenmymothercamedowntobreakfastandwasgoingtomakethetea,MissMurdstonegaveherakindofpeckonthecheek,whichwashernearestapproachtoakiss,andsaid:

           ‘Now,Clara,mydear,Iamcomehere,youknow,torelieveyouofallthetroubleIcan.You’remuchtooprettyandthoughtless’mymotherblushedbutlaughed,andseemednottodislikethischaracter‘tohaveanydutiesimposeduponyouthatcanbeundertakenbyme.Ifyou’llbesogoodasgivemeyourkeys,mydear,I’llattendtoallthissortofthinginfuture.’

           Fromthattime,MissMurdstonekeptthekeysinherownlittlejailallday,andunderherpillowallnight,andmymotherhadnomoretodowiththemthanIhad.

           Mymotherdidnotsufferherauthoritytopassfromherwithoutashadowofprotest.OnenightwhenMissMurdstonehadbeendevelopingcertainhouseholdplanstoherbrother,ofwhichhesignifiedhisapprobation,mymothersuddenlybegantocry,andsaidshethoughtshemighthavebeenconsulted.

           ‘Clara!’saidMr.Murdstonesternly.‘Clara!Iwonderatyou.

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