CHAPTERI.OURSOCIETY
In
de
thefirstplace,Cranfordisinpossessionofde
theAmazons;alltheholdersofhousesabove
een
acertainrentarewomen.Als
Ifamarriedcouplecometosettleinde
thetown,somehowthegentlemandisappears;heis
ofwel
eitherfairlyfrightenedtodeathbybeingtheenige
onlymanintheCranfordeveningparties,of
orheisaccountedforbybeingmet
withhisregiment,hisship,of
orcloselyengagedinbusinessalltheweek
weekinthegreatneighbouringcommercialtownofDrumble,distantenige
onlytwentymilesonarailroad.Inshort,
wat
whateverdoesbecomeofthegentlemen,theyarenotatCranford.What
kunnen
couldtheydoiftheyweredaar
there?Thesurgeonhashisroundofthirtymiles,
en
andsleepsatCranford;but
elke
everymancannotbeasurgeon.For
houden
keepingthetrimgardensfullofchoiceflowerszonder
withoutaweedtospeckze
them;forfrighteningawaylittleboys
die
wholookwistfullyatthesaidflowersdoor
throughtherailings;forrushingoutatthegeese
die
thatoccasionallyventureintothegardensals
ifthegatesareleftopen
open;fordecidingallquestionsofliterature
en
andpoliticswithouttroublingthemselvesmet
withunnecessaryreasonsorarguments;forobtainingclear
en
andcorrectknowledgeofeverybody’saffairsintheparish;for
houden
keepingtheirneatmaid-servantsinadmirableorde
order;forkindness(somewhatdictatorial)to
de
thepoor,andrealtendergoede
goodofficestoeachotherwhenevertheyareindistress,de
theladiesofCranfordareheel
quitesufficient.“Aman,”asoneofthemobservedtome
eens
once,“issointheweg
wayinthehouse!”Although
de
theladiesofCranfordknowalle
alleachother’sproceedings,theyareexceedinglyindifferenttoeachother’sopinions.Indeed,as
elk
eachhasherownindividuality,nottozeggen
sayeccentricity,prettystronglydeveloped,niets
nothingissoeasyasverbalretaliation;maar
but,somehow,good-willreignsamongthemtoeen
aconsiderabledegree.TheCranfordladies
hebben
haveonlyanoccasionallittlequarrel,spiriteduit
outinafewpepperywordsen
andangryjerksofthehoofd
head;justenoughtoprevent
de
theeventenoroftheirlivesfromwordt
becomingtooflat.Theirdressis
zeer
veryindependentoffashion;astheyobserve,“Whatdoesitsignify
hoe
howwedresshereatCranford,waar
whereeverybodyknowsus?”And
als
iftheygofromhome,theirreden
reasonisequallycogent,“Whatdoesitsignifyhoe
howwedresshere,whereniemand
nobodyknowsus?”Thematerialsoftheirclothes
zijn
are,ingeneral,goodandplain,en
andmostofthemarenearlyasscrupulousasMissTyler,ofcleanlymemory;maar
butIwillanswerforit,de
thelastgigot,thelasttighten
andscantypetticoatinwearinEngland,wasgezien
seeninCranford—andseenwithouteen
asmile.Icantestifyto
een
amagnificentfamilyredsilkumbrella,underwhicheen
agentlelittlespinster,leftalleen
aloneofmanybrothersandsisters,gebruikt
usedtopattertochurchonrainydays.Heb
HaveyouanyredsilkumbrellasinLondon?We
hadden
hadatraditionoftheeerste
firstthathadeverbeengezien
seeninCranford;andthe
kleine
littleboysmobbedit,andnoemden
calledit“astickinpetticoats.”It
kunnen
mighthavebeentheveryrode
redsilkoneIhavedescribed,gehouden
heldbyastrongfatherover
overatroopoflittleones;the
arme
poorlittlelady—thesurvivorofall—couldscarcelycarryit.Then
er
therewererulesandregulationsforvisitingen
andcalls;andtheywereannouncedtoany
jonge
youngpeoplewhomightbeverbleven
stayinginthetown,withalle
allthesolemnitywithwhichde
theoldManxlawswerereadeenmaal
onceayearontheTinwaldMount.“Ourfriends
hebben
havesenttoinquirehowyouarena
afteryourjourneyto-night,mydear”(fifteenmilesinagentleman’scarriage);“they
zullen
willgiveyousomerestto-morrow,maar
butthenextday,Ihavenodoubt,theyzullen
willcall;sobeatliberty
na
aftertwelve—fromtwelvetothreeareourcallinghours.”Then,
nadat
aftertheyhadcalled—.“Itisthethird
dag
day;Idaresayyourmamma
heeft
hastoldyou,mydear,nooit
nevertoletmorethandrie
threedayselapsebetweenreceivingeen
acallandreturningit;en
andalso,thatyouarenooit
nevertostaylongerthanaquarterofanhour.”“ButamItolookatmy
kijken
watch?HowamItofindout
wanneer
whenaquarterofanhourhaspassed?”“You
moet
mustkeepthinkingaboutthetijd
time,mydear,andnotallowyourselftovergeten
forgetitinconversation.”As
iedereen
everybodyhadthisruleintheirminds,whethertheyreceivedorbetaalden
paidacall,ofcoursenoabsorbingsubjectwasevergesproken
spokenabout.Wekeptourselvestoshortsentencesof
kleine
smalltalk,andwerepunctualtoourtijd
time.Iimaginethata
paar
fewofthegentlefolksofCranfordwerepoor,en
andhadsomedifficultyinmakingbothendsontmoeten
meet;buttheywerelike
de
theSpartans,andconcealedtheirsmartonder
underasmilingface.Wenoneofus
sprak
spokeofmoney,becausethatsubjectsavouredofcommerceen
andtrade,andthoughsomekonden
mightbepoor,wewereallaristocratic.TheCranfordians
hadden
hadthatkindlyespritdecorpswhichmadethemoverlookalle
alldeficienciesinsuccesswhensomeamongthemprobeerden
triedtoconcealtheirpoverty.WhenMrsForrester,forinstance,
gaf
gaveapartyinherbaby-houseofadwelling,en
andthelittlemaidendisturbedtheladiesonthesofabyarequestthatshemightkrijgen
getthetea-trayoutfromunderneath,iedereen
everyonetookthisnovelproceedingasthemeest
mostnaturalthinginthewereld
world,andtalkedonabouthouseholdformsen
andceremoniesasifweallgeloofden
believedthatourhostesshadaregularservants’hall,tweede
secondtable,withhousekeeperandsteward,insteadoftheonekleine
littlecharity-schoolmaiden,whoseshortruddyarmscouldnooit
neverhavebeenstrongenoughtocarrythetrayupstairs,ifshehad
hadnotbeenassistedinprivatebyhermistress,whonowzat
satinstate,pretendingnottowisten
knowwhatcakesweresentup,thoughshewisten
knew,andweknew,andshewisten
knewthatweknew,andwewisten
knewthatsheknewthatwewisten
knew,shehadbeenbusyallthemorningmakingtea-breaden
andsponge-cakes.Therewereone
of
ortwoconsequencesarisingfromdeze
thisgeneralbutunacknowledgedpoverty,en
andthisverymuchacknowledgedgentility,die
whichwerenotamiss,anddie
whichmightbeintroducedintovele
manycirclesofsocietytotheirgrote
greatimprovement.Forinstance,theinhabitantsofCranford
hielden
keptearlyhours,andclatteredhuis
homeintheirpattens,underde
theguidanceofalantern-bearer,ongeveer
aboutnineo’clockatnight;en
andthewholetownwasabeden
andasleepbyhalf-pastten.Moreover,itwasconsidered“vulgar”(atremendous
woord
wordinCranford)togiveiets
anythingexpensive,inthewayofeatableof
ordrinkable,attheeveningentertainments.Waferbread-and-butter
en
andsponge-biscuitswereallthatde
theHonourableMrsJamiesongave;en
andshewassister-in-lawtode
thelateEarlofGlenmire,althoughshedidpractisesuch“eleganteconomy.”“Eleganteconomy!”
Hownaturally
men
onefallsbackintothephraseologyofCranford!Daar
There,economywasalways“elegant,”en
andmoney-spendingalways“vulgarandostentatious”;een
asortofsour-grapeismwhichmaakte
madeusverypeacefulandsatisfied.I
nooit
nevershallforgetthedismaygevoeld
feltwhenacertainCaptainBrownkwam
cametoliveatCranford,en
andopenlyspokeabouthisbeingpoor—notinawhispertoanintimatevriend
friend,thedoorsandwindowsbeingpreviouslygesloten
closed,butinthepublicstraat
street!inaloudmilitaryvoice!
alleginghispovertyas
een
areasonfornottakingeen
aparticularhouse.TheladiesofCranfordwere
al
alreadyrathermoaningovertheinvasionoftheirterritoriesbyeen
amanandagentleman.Hewas
een
ahalf-paycaptain,andhadobtainedaantal
somesituationonaneighbouringrailroad,die
whichhadbeenvehementlypetitionedtegen
againstbythelittletown;en
andif,inadditiontohismasculinegender,en
andhisconnectionwiththeobnoxiousrailroad,hewassobrazenastopraten
talkofbeingpoor—why,then,indeed,hemoet
mustbesenttoCoventry.Dood
Deathwasastrueandascommonaspoverty;toch
yetpeopleneverspokeaboutthat,loudoutinde
thestreets.Itwasa
woord
wordnottobementionedtoearspolite.We
hadden
hadtacitlyagreedtoignoredat
thatanywithwhomweassociatedontermsofvisitingequalitykunnen
couldeverbepreventedbypovertyfromdoen
doinganythingthattheywished.Als
Ifwewalkedtoorfromeen
aparty,itwasbecausethenacht
nightwassofine,orthelucht
airsorefreshing,notbecausesedan-chairswereexpensive.Als
Ifweworeprints,insteadofsummersilks,itwasomdat
becausewepreferredawashingmaterial;en
andsoon,tillweblindedourselvestohet
thevulgarfactthatwewere,allofus,mensen
peopleofverymoderatemeans.Of
natuurlijk
course,then,wedidnotwisten
knowwhattomakeofeen
amanwhocouldspeakofpovertyasifitwasnoteen
adisgrace.Yet,somehow,CaptainBrown
maakte
madehimselfrespectedinCranford,en
andwascalledupon,inspiteofalle
allresolutionstothecontrary.Iwassurprisedto
horen
hearhisopinionsquotedasauthorityateen
avisitwhichIpaidtoCranfordongeveer
aboutayearafterhehad
hadsettledinthetown.My
eigen
ownfriendshadbeenamongde
thebitterestopponentsofanyproposaltovisitde
theCaptainandhisdaughters,onlytwelvemonthsbefore;en
andnowhewasevenadmittedinde
thetabooedhoursbeforetwelve.Waar
True,itwastodiscovertheoorzaak
causeofasmokingchimney,voordat
beforethefirewaslighted;maar
butstillCaptainBrownwalkedupstairs,niets
nothingdaunted,spokeinavoicete
toolargefortheroom,en
andjokedquiteinthemanier
wayofatamemanover
aboutthehouse.Hehadbeenblindto
alle
allthesmallslights,andomissionsoftrivialceremonies,withwhichhehadbeenreceived.Hehadbeenfriendly,though
de
theCranfordladieshadbeenkoel
cool;hehadansweredsmallsarcasticcomplimentsin
goede
goodfaith;andwithhismanlyfrankness
had
hadoverpoweredalltheshrinkingwhichontmoette
methimasamanwhowasnotashamedtobepoor.En
And,atlast,hisexcellentmasculinecommonsense,en
andhisfacilityindevisingexpedientstoovercomedomesticdilemmas,had
hadgainedhimanextraordinaryplaats
placeasauthorityamongtheCranfordladies.Hehimself
ging
wentoninhiscourse,asunawareofhispopularityashehadbeenofhet
thereverse;andIam
zeker
surehewasstartledonedag
daywhenhefoundhisadvicesohighlyesteemedastomakesomecounseldie
whichhehadgiveninjesttobenemen
takeninsober,seriousearnest.Itwason
dit
thissubject:Anoldlady
had
hadanAlderneycow,whichshelookeduponasadochter
daughter.Youcouldnotpaytheshortquarterof
een
anhourcallwithoutbeingverteld
toldofthewonderfulmilkof
orwonderfulintelligenceofthisanimal.De
ThewholetownknewandkindlyregardedMissBetsyBarker’sAlderney;therefore
groot
greatwasthesympathyandregrettoen
when,inanunguardedmoment,thearme
poorcowtumbledintoalime-pit.Shemoanedsoloudly
dat
thatshewassoonhearden
andrescued;butmeanwhilethe
arme
poorbeasthadlostmostofherhair,en
andcameoutlookingnaked,koud
cold,andmiserable,inabareskin.Iedereen
Everybodypitiedtheanimal,thougheen
afewcouldnotrestraintheirsmilesatherdrollappearance.MissBetsyBarkerabsolutelycriedwithsorrow
en
anddismay;anditwas
gezegd
saidshethoughtoftryingeen
abathofoil.Thisremedy,
misschien
perhaps,wasrecommendedbysomeeen
oneofthenumberwhoseadviceshevroeg
asked;buttheproposal,ifeveritwasmade,wasknockedonthe
hoofd
headbyCaptainBrown’sdecided“Gethereen
aflannelwaistcoatandflanneldrawers,ma’am,als
ifyouwishtokeepheralive.Maar
Butmyadviceis,killhet
thepoorcreatureatonce.”MissBetsyBarkerdriedhereyes,
en
andthankedtheCaptainheartily;shesetto
werk
work,andby-and-byallthestad
townturnedouttoseetheAlderneymeeklyging
goingtoherpasture,cladindarkgreyflannel.I
heb
havewatchedhermyselfmanyatime.Doyouever
zie
seecowsdressedingreyflannelinLondon?CaptainBrown
had
hadtakenasmallhouseonde
theoutskirtsofthetown,waar
wherehelivedwithhistwee
twodaughters.Hemusthavebeenupwardsofsixtyatthetimeofthe
eerste
firstvisitIpaidtoCranfordnadat
afterIhadleftitasaresidence.Maar
Buthehadawiry,well-trained,elasticfigure,een
astiffmilitarythrow-backofhishoofd
head,andaspringingstep,whichmadehimappearveel
muchyoungerthanhewas.Hiseldest
dochter
daughterlookedalmostasoldashimself,en
andbetrayedthefactthathisechte
realwasmorethanhisapparentage.MissBrown
moet
musthavebeenforty;she
had
hadasickly,pained,carewornexpressiononherface,en
andlookedasifthegaietyofyouthhad
hadlongfadedoutofsight.Zelfs
Evenwhenyoungshemusthavebeenplainen
andhard-featured.MissJessieBrownwas
tien
tenyearsyoungerthanherzus
sister,andtwentyshadesprettier.Her
gezicht
facewasroundanddimpled.MissJenkynsonce
zei
said,inapassionagainstCaptainBrown(theoorzaak
causeofwhichIwillzei
tellyoupresently),“thatshedacht
thoughtitwastimeforMissJessietolaten
leaveoffherdimples,andnotaltijd
alwaystobetryingtolooklikeeen
achild.”Itwastrue
er
therewassomethingchildlikeinhergezicht
face;andtherewillbe,I
denk
think,tillshedies,thoughsheshouldlivetoahundred.Hereyeswerelargebluewonderingeyes,
kijkend
lookingstraightatyou;hernosewasunformed
en
andsnub,andherlipswererood
redanddewy;sheworeherhair,too,in
kleine
littlerowsofcurls,whichheighteneddit
thisappearance.Idonot
weet
knowwhethershewasprettyornot;maar
butIlikedherface,en
andsodideverybody,andIdeden
donotthinkshecouldhelpen
helpherdimples.Shehad
iets
somethingofherfather’sjauntinessofgaiten
andmanner;andanyfemaleobserver
kunnen
mightdetectaslightdifferenceinde
theattireofthetwosisters—thatofMissJessiebeingongeveer
abouttwopoundsperannummoreexpensivedan
thanMissBrown’s.Twopoundswas
een
alargesuminCaptainBrown’sannualdisbursements.Suchwastheimpression
maakte
madeuponmebytheBrownfamilie
familywhenIfirstsawthemallsamen
togetherinCranfordChurch.TheCaptainI
had
hadmetbefore—ontheoccasionofde
thesmokychimney,whichhehad
hadcuredbysomesimplealterationinde
theflue.Inchurch,he
hield
heldhisdoubleeye-glasstohiseyesduringde
theMorningHymn,andthenlifteduphishoofd
headerectandsangoutlouden
andjoyfully.Hemadetheresponseslouder
dan
thantheclerk—anoldmanmet
withapipingfeeblevoice,die
who,Ithink,feltaggrievedatde
theCaptain’ssonorousbass,andquiveredhigheren
andhigherinconsequence.Oncomingoutofchurch,thebriskCaptainpaidthe
meest
mostgallantattentiontohistwee
twodaughters.Henoddedandsmiledtohisacquaintances;
maar
butheshookhandswithnoneuntilhehad
hadhelpedMissBrowntounfurlherumbrella,had
hadrelievedherofherprayer-book,en
andhadwaitedpatientlytillze
she,withtremblingnervoushands,had
hadtakenuphergowntolopen
walkthroughthewetroads.Iwonderwhat
de
theCranfordladiesdidwithCaptainBrownattheirparties.We
hadden
hadoftenrejoiced,informerdays,dat
thattherewasnogentlemantobeattendedte
to,andtofindconversationfor,atde
thecard-parties.Wehadcongratulatedourselvesupon
de
thesnugnessoftheevenings;en
and,inourloveforgentility,en
anddistasteofmankind,wehadden
hadalmostpersuadedourselvesthattobeeen
amanwastobe“vulgar”;so
dat
thatwhenIfoundmyfrienden
andhostess,MissJenkyns,wasgoingtohaveeen
apartyinmyhonour,en
andthatCaptainandtheMissBrownswereinvited,Iwonderedveel
muchwhatwouldbethecourseofde
theevening.Card-tables,withgreenbaizetops,weresetoutbydaylight,
net
justasusual;itwasthethird
week
weekinNovember,sotheeveningsclosedinaboutvier
four.Candles,andcleanpacksofcards,werearrangedon
elke
eachtable.Thefirewasmadeup;
de
theneatmaid-servanthadreceivedherlaatste
lastdirections;andtherewe
stonden
stood,dressedinourbest,elk
eachwithacandle-lighterinourhands,klaar
readytodartatthecandlesassoonasde
thefirstknockcame.PartiesinCranfordweresolemnfestivities,making
de
theladiesfeelgravelyelatedastheyzaten
sattogetherintheirbestdresses.Assoonas
drie
threehadarrived,wesatdownto“Preference,”Ibeingde
theunluckyfourth.Thenext
vier
fourcomerswereputdownimmediatelytoandere
anothertable;andpresentlythetea-trays,
die
whichIhadseensetoutinthestore-roomasIpassedintheochtend
morning,wereplacedeachonthemiddleofeen
acard-table.Thechinawasdelicateegg-shell;
het
theold-fashionedsilverglitteredwithpolishing;maar
buttheeatableswereofde
theslightestdescription.Whilethetrayswereyeton
de
thetables,CaptainandtheMissBrownskwamen
camein;andIcould
zien
seethat,somehoworother,de
theCaptainwasafavouritewithalle
alltheladiespresent.Ruffledbrowsweresmoothed,sharpvoicesloweredathisapproach.
MissBrownlookedill,
en
anddepressedalmosttogloom.MissJessiesmiledasusual,
en
andseemednearlyaspopularashervader
father.Heimmediatelyandquietlyassumed
de
theman’splaceinthekamer
room;attendedtoeveryone’swants,lessened
de
theprettymaid-servant’slabourbywachten
waitingonemptycupsandbread-and-butterlessladies;en
andyetdiditallinsoeasyen
anddignifiedamanner,andsomuchasifitwereeen
amatterofcourseforthestrongtoattendtotheweak,dat
thathewasatrueman
manthroughout.Heplayedforthreepennypoints
met
withasgraveaninterestasiftheyhadbeenpounds;en
andyet,inallhisattentiontostrangers,hehad
hadaneyeonhissufferingdaughter—forsufferingIwaszeker
sureshewas,thoughtoveel
manyeyesshemightonlyappeartobeirritable.MissJessie
kon
couldnotplaycards:butshe
sprak
talkedtothesitters-out,who,voordat
beforehercoming,hadbeenratherinclinedtobecross.She
zong
sang,too,toanoldcrackedpiano,die
whichIthinkhadbeenaspinetinitsyouth.MissJessie
zong
sang,“JockofHazeldean”abeetje
littleoutoftune;butwewerenoneofusmusical,thoughMissJenkyns
versloeg
beattime,outoftime,bywayofappearingtobeso.Itwas
erg
verygoodofMissJenkynstodoen
dothis;forIhad
gezien
seenthat,alittlebefore,shehad
hadbeenagooddealannoyedbyMissJessieBrown’sunguardedadmission(àproposofShetlandwool)thatshehad
hadanuncle,hermother’sbroer
brother,whowasashopkeeperinEdinburgh.MissJenkyns
probeerde
triedtodrownthisconfessionbyeen
aterriblecough—fortheHonourableMrsJamiesonwaszat
sittingatacard-tablenearestMissJessie,en
andwhatwouldshesayof
orthinkifshefoundoutshewasinthedezelfde
sameroomwithashop-keeper’sniece!Maar
ButMissJessieBrown(whohadgeen
notact,asweallagreedthevolgende
nextmorning)wouldrepeattheinformation,en
andassureMissPoleshekon
couldeasilygethertheidenticalShetlandwoolrequired,“throughmyoom
uncle,whohasthebestassortmentofShetlandgoodsofanyoneinEdinbro’.”Itwasto
nemen
takethetasteofthisuit
outofourmouths,andthegeluid
soundofthisoutofourears,dat
thatMissJenkynsproposedmusic;soI
zeg
sayagain,itwasverygoed
goodofhertobeattijd
timetothesong.Whenthetraysre-appeared
met
withbiscuitsandwine,punctuallyataquartertonine,er
therewasconversation,comparingofcards,en
andtalkingovertricks;butby-and-byCaptainBrownsported
een
abitofliterature.“Haveyou
gezien
seenanynumbersof‘ThePickwickPapers’?”zei
saidhe.(Theywerethenpublishinginparts.)
“Capitalthing!”
NowMissJenkynswas
dochter
daughterofadeceasedrectorofCranford;en
and,onthestrengthofaaantal
numberofmanuscriptsermons,andaprettygoede
goodlibraryofdivinity,consideredherselfliterary,en
andlookeduponanyconversationaboutboeken
booksasachallengetohaar
her.Sosheansweredand
zei
said,“Yes,shehadseenthem;indeed,she
kunnen
mightsayshehadreadthem.”“Andwhatdoyou
denk
thinkofthem?”exclaimedCaptainBrown.
“Aren’ttheyfamouslygood?”
SourgedMissJenkyns
kon
couldnotbutspeak.“I
moet
mustsay,Idon’tthinktheyarebyanymeansequaltoDrJohnson.Toch
Still,perhaps,theauthorisjong
young.Lethimpersevere,and
wie
whoknowswhathemayworden
becomeifhewilltakede
thegreatDoctorforhismodel?”Dit
ThiswasevidentlytoomuchforCaptainBrowntonemen
takeplacidly;andIsawthewordsonthetipofhistongue
voordat
beforeMissJenkynshadfinishedhersentence.“Itis
heel
quiteadifferentsortofding
thing,mydearmadam,”hebegan.“Iam
heel
quiteawareofthat,”returnedze
she.“AndImakeallowances,CaptainBrown.”
“Justallowmetoreadyou
een
asceneoutofthismonth’snumber,”pleadedhij
he.“Ihaditonlythismorning,
en
andIdon’tthinkthebedrijf
companycanhavereadityet.”“Asyouplease,”
zei
saidshe,settlingherselfwitheen
anairofresignation.He
las
readtheaccountofthe“swarry”whichSamWellergaf
gaveatBath.Someofuslaughedheartily.
Ididnotdare,
omdat
becauseIwasstayinginhet
thehouse.