Chapter I Kapitel I Κεφάλαιο Ι Capitolo I 第一章

The child was provided for, but the new arrangement was inevitably confounding to a young intelligence intensely aware that something had happened which must matter a good deal and looking anxiously out for the effects of so great a cause. It was to be the fate of this patient little girl to see much more than she at first understood, but also even at first to understand much more than any little girl, however patient, had perhaps ever understood before. Only a drummer-boy in a ballad or a story could have been so in the thick of the fight. She was taken into the confidence of passions on which she fixed just the stare she might have had for images bounding across the wall in the slide of a magic-lantern. Her little world was phantasmagoric—strange shadows dancing on a sheet. It was as if the whole performance had been given for her—a mite of a half-scared infant in a great dim theatre. She was in short introduced to life with a liberality in which the selfishness of others found its account, and there was nothing to avert the sacrifice but the modesty of her youth.

Her first term was with her father, who spared her only in not letting her have the wild letters addressed to her by her mother: he confined himself to holding them up at her and shaking them, while he showed his teeth, and then amusing her by the way he chucked them, across the room, bang into the fire. Even at that moment, however, she had a scared anticipation of fatigue, a guilty sense of not rising to the occasion, feeling the charm of the violence with which the stiff unopened envelopes, whose big monograms—Ida bristled with monograms—she would have liked to see, were made to whizz, like dangerous missiles, through the air. Но даже в эту минуту ее охватило страшное предчувствие усталости, чувство вины за то, что она не справилась с ситуацией, ощутила прелесть той ярости, с которой жесткие нераспечатанные конверты, чьи большие монограммы — Ида ощетинилась монограммами — она любили видеть, были вынуждены свистеть, как опасные ракеты, по воздуху. The greatest effect of the great cause was her own greater importance, chiefly revealed to her in the larger freedom with which she was handled, pulled hither and thither and kissed, and the proportionately greater niceness she was obliged to show. Величайшим следствием великого дела было ее собственное большее значение, проявлявшееся главным образом в большей свободе, с которой с ней обращались, таскали туда-сюда и целовали, и в соответственно большей любезности, которую она была вынуждена проявлять. Her features had somehow become prominent; they were so perpetually nipped by the gentlemen who came to see her father and the smoke of whose cigarettes went into her face. Ее черты каким-то образом стали заметными; их постоянно покусывали джентльмены, которые приходили навестить ее отца и дым сигарет которых падал ей в лицо. Some of these gentlemen made her strike matches and light their cigarettes; others, holding her on knees violently jolted, pinched the calves of her legs till she shrieked—her shriek was much admired—and reproached them with being toothpicks. Некоторые из этих джентльменов заставили ее чиркнуть спичками и зажечь сигареты; другие, держа ее на коленях, сильно трясли, щипали ее за икры до тех пор, пока она не визжала — ее визг вызывал большое восхищение, — и упрекали их в том, что они — зубочистки. The word stuck in her mind and contributed to her feeling from this time that she was deficient in something that would meet the general desire. She found out what it was: it was a congenital tendency to the production of a substance to which Moddle, her nurse, gave a short ugly name, a name painfully associated at dinner with the part of the joint that she didn't like. Она выяснила, в чем дело: это была врожденная склонность к выработке вещества, которому Моддл, ее медсестра, дала короткое уродливое название, болезненно ассоциирующееся за ужином с той частью сустава, которая ей не нравилась. She had left behind her the time when she had no desires to meet, none at least save Moddle's, who, in Kensington Gardens, was always on the bench when she came back to see if she had been playing too far. Она оставила позади то время, когда у нее не было желаний встречаться, по крайней мере, ни с кем, кроме Моддла, который в Кенсингтонском саду всегда сидел на скамейке, когда она возвращалась, чтобы проверить, не слишком ли далеко она зашла. Moddle's desire was merely that she shouldn't do that, and she met it so easily that the only spots in that long brightness were the moments of her wondering what would become of her if, on her rushing back, there should be no Moddle on the bench. Желание Моддл заключалось лишь в том, чтобы она этого не делала, и она выполнила его с такой легкостью, что единственным пятном в этой длинной яркой картине были моменты, когда она думала, что с ней будет, если, когда она вернется, на скамейке не окажется Моддл. They still went to the Gardens, but there was a difference even there; she was impelled perpetually to look at the legs of other children and ask her nurse if they were toothpicks. Moddle was terribly truthful; she always said: "Oh my dear, you'll not find such another pair as your own." It seemed to have to do with something else that Moddle often said: "You feel the strain—that's where it is; and you'll feel it still worse, you know." Thus from the first Maisie not only felt it, but knew she felt it. Таким образом, с самого начала Мейзи не только чувствовала его, но и знала, что чувствует его. A part of it was the consequence of her father's telling her he felt it too, and telling Moddle, in her presence, that she must make a point of driving that home. Отчасти это было следствием того, что отец сказал ей, что тоже это чувствует, и в ее присутствии сказал Моддл, что она должна обязательно донести это до дома. She was familiar, at the age of six, with the fact that everything had been changed on her account, everything ordered to enable him to give himself up to her. Уже в шесть лет она знала, что все изменилось из-за нее, все было сделано для того, чтобы он мог отдаться ей. She was to remember always the words in which Moddle impressed upon her that he did so give himself: "Your papa wishes you never to forget, you know, that he has been dreadfully put about." Она навсегда запомнила слова, в которых Моддл внушил ей, что он сам так поступил: "Твой папа хочет, чтобы ты никогда не забывала, что его ужасно обижают". If the skin on Moddle's face had to Maisie the air of being unduly, almost painfully, stretched, it never presented that appearance so much as when she uttered, as she often had occasion to utter, such words. Если кожа на лице Моддла и казалась Мейзи излишне, почти болезненно натянутой, то никогда не выглядела так, как в тот момент, когда она произносила эти слова, а ей часто приходилось это делать. The child wondered if they didn't make it hurt more than usual; but it was only after some time that she was able to attach to the picture of her father's sufferings, and more particularly to her nurse's manner about them, the meaning for which these things had waited. By the time she had grown sharper, as the gentlemen who had criticised her calves used to say, she found in her mind a collection of images and echoes to which meanings were attachable—images and echoes kept for her in the childish dusk, the dim closet, the high drawers, like games she wasn't yet big enough to play. К тому времени, когда она стала острее, как говорили джентльмены, критиковавшие ее икры, в ее сознании накопилось множество образов и отголосков, к которым можно было приложить смысл, - образов и отголосков, хранившихся для нее в детском полумраке, тусклом шкафу, высоких ящиках, как игры, в которые она еще не была достаточно большой, чтобы играть. The great strain meanwhile was that of carrying by the right end the things her father said about her mother—things mostly indeed that Moddle, on a glimpse of them, as if they had been complicated toys or difficult books, took out of her hands and put away in the closet. В то же время ей было очень трудно довести до конца то, что отец говорил о ее матери, - в основном то, что Моддл, мельком взглянув на них, словно на сложные игрушки или трудные книги, выхватывала из ее рук и убирала в шкаф. A wonderful assortment of objects of this kind she was to discover there later, all tumbled up too with the things, shuffled into the same receptacle, that her mother had said about her father.

She had the knowledge that on a certain occasion which every day brought nearer her mother would be at the door to take her away, and this would have darkened all the days if the ingenious Moddle hadn't written on a paper in very big easy words ever so many pleasures that she would enjoy at the other house. Она знала, что в определенный момент, который приближался с каждым днем, ее мать окажется у двери, чтобы забрать ее, и это омрачило бы все дни, если бы изобретательная Моддл не написала на бумаге очень крупными простыми словами множество удовольствий, которыми она будет наслаждаться в другом доме. These promises ranged from "a mother's fond love" to "a nice poached egg to your tea," and took by the way the prospect of sitting up ever so late to see the lady in question dressed, in silks and velvets and diamonds and pearls, to go out: so that it was a real support to Maisie, at the supreme hour, to feel how, by Moddle's direction, the paper was thrust away in her pocket and there clenched in her fist. The supreme hour was to furnish her with a vivid reminiscence, that of a strange outbreak in the drawing-room on the part of Moddle, who, in reply to something her father had just said, cried aloud: "You ought to be perfectly ashamed of yourself—you ought to blush, sir, for the way you go on!" В этот звездный час она получила яркое воспоминание о странной вспышке в гостиной со стороны Моддла, который в ответ на только что сказанные отцом слова громко воскликнул: "Вам должно быть очень стыдно за себя - вы должны краснеть, сэр, за то, как вы себя ведете!" The carriage, with her mother in it, was at the door; a gentleman who was there, who was always there, laughed out very loud; her father, who had her in his arms, said to Moddle: "My dear woman, I'll settle you presently! Карета, в которой сидела ее мать, стояла у дверей; джентльмен, который был там всегда, громко рассмеялся; ее отец, державший ее на руках, сказал Моддл: "Моя дорогая женщина, я тебя сейчас улажу! "—after which he repeated, showing his teeth more than ever at Maisie while he hugged her, the words for which her nurse had taken him up. "После этого он повторил, показывая зубы Мейзи, обнимая ее, слова, за которые его схватила медсестра. Maisie was not at the moment so fully conscious of them as of the wonder of Moddle's sudden disrespect and crimson face; but she was able to produce them in the course of five minutes when, in the carriage, her mother, all kisses, ribbons, eyes, arms, strange sounds and sweet smells, said to her: "And did your beastly papa, my precious angel, send any message to your own loving mamma?" В тот момент Мейзи не осознавала их так полно, как удивление от внезапной непочтительности и пунцового лица Моддла; но она смогла вспомнить их в течение пяти минут, когда в карете ее мать, вся в поцелуях, лентах, глазах, объятиях, странных звуках и сладких запахах, сказала ей: "А твой зверский папа, мой драгоценный ангел, передал какое-нибудь послание твоей любящей маме?" Then it was that she found the words spoken by her beastly papa to be, after all, in her little bewildered ears, from which, at her mother's appeal, they passed, in her clear shrill voice, straight to her little innocent lips. "He said I was to tell you, from him," she faithfully reported, "that you're a nasty horrid pig!"