49 · 理想的仆人
The Ideal Servant
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It is a good thing my aunt Harriet died years ago. If she were alive today she would not be able to air her views on her favourite topic of conversation: domestic servants. Aunt Harriet lived in that leisurely age when servants were employed to do housework. She had a huge, rambling country house called “The Gables”. She was sentimentally attached to this house, for even though it was far too big for her needs, she persisted in living there long after her husband's death. Before she grew old, Aunt Harriet used to entertain lavishly. I often visited The Gables when I was a boy. No matter how many guests were present, the great house was always immaculate. The parquet floors shone like mirrors; highly polished silver was displayed in gleaming glass cabinets; even my uncle's huge collection of books was kept miraculously free from dust. Aunt Harriet presided over an invisible army of servants that continuously scrubbed, cleaned, and polished. She always referred to them as "the shifting population", for they came and went with such frequency that I never even got a chance to learn their names. Though my aunt pursued what was, in those days, an enlightened policy in that she never allowed her domestic staff to work more than eight hours a day, she was extremely difficult to please. While she always criticized the fickleness of human nature, she carried on an unrelenting search for the ideal servant to the end of her days, even after she had been sadly disillusioned by Bessie.
Bessie worked for Aunt Harriet for three years. During that time she so gained my aunt's confidence, that she was put in charge of the domestic staff. Aunt Harriet could not find words to praise Bessie's industriousness and efficiency. In addition to all her other qualifications, Bessie was an expert cook. She acted the role of the perfect servant for three years before Aunt Harriet discovered her "little weakness". After being absent from The Gables for a week, my aunt unexpectedly returned one afternoon with a party of guests and instructed Bessie to prepare dinner. Not only was the meal well below the usual standard, but Bessie seemed unable to walk steadily. She bumped into the furniture and kept mumbling about the guests. When she came in with the last course—a huge pudding—she tripped on the carpet and the pudding went flying through the air, narrowly missed my aunt, and crashed on the dining table with considerable force. Though this caused great mirth among the guests, Aunt Harriet was horrified. She reluctantly came to the conclusion that Bessie was drunk. The guests had, of course, realized this from the moment Bessie opened the door for them and, long before the final catastrophe, had had a difficult time trying to conceal their amusement. The poor girl was dismissed instantly. After her departure, Aunt Harriet discovered that there were piles of empty wine bottles of all shapes and sizes neatly stacked in what had once been Bessie's wardrobe. They had mysteriously found their way there from the wine cellar!
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It is a good thing my aunt Harriet died years ago. If she were alive today she would not be able to air her views on her favourite topic of conversation: domestic servants. Aunt Harriet lived in that leisurely age when servants were employed to do housework. She had a huge, rambling country house called “The Gables”. She was sentimentally attached to this house, for even though it was far too big for her needs, she persisted in living there long after her husband's death. Before she grew old, Aunt Harriet used to entertain lavishly. I often visited The Gables when I was a boy. No matter how many guests were present, the great house was always immaculate. The parquet floors shone like mirrors; highly polished silver was displayed in gleaming glass cabinets; even my uncle's huge collection of books was kept miraculously free from dust. Aunt Harriet presided over an invisible army of servants that continuously scrubbed, cleaned, and polished. She always referred to them as "the shifting population", for they came and went with such frequency that I never even got a chance to learn their names. Though my aunt pursued what was, in those days, an enlightened policy in that she never allowed her domestic staff to work more than eight hours a day, she was extremely difficult to please. While she always criticized the fickleness of human nature, she carried on an unrelenting search for the ideal servant to the end of her days, even after she had been sadly disillusioned by Bessie.
Bessie worked for Aunt Harriet for three years. During that time she so gained my aunt's confidence, that she was put in charge of the domestic staff. Aunt Harriet could not find words to praise Bessie's industriousness and efficiency. In addition to all her other qualifications, Bessie was an expert cook. She acted the role of the perfect servant for three years before Aunt Harriet discovered her "little weakness". After being absent from The Gables for a week, my aunt unexpectedly returned one afternoon with a party of guests and instructed Bessie to prepare dinner. Not only was the meal well below the usual standard, but Bessie seemed unable to walk steadily. She bumped into the furniture and kept mumbling about the guests. When she came in with the last course—a huge pudding—she tripped on the carpet and the pudding went flying through the air, narrowly missed my aunt, and crashed on the dining table with considerable force. Though this caused great mirth among the guests, Aunt Harriet was horrified. She reluctantly came to the conclusion that Bessie was drunk. The guests had, of course, realized this from the moment Bessie opened the door for them and, long before the final catastrophe, had had a difficult time trying to conceal their amusement. The poor girl was dismissed instantly. After her departure, Aunt Harriet discovered that there were piles of empty wine bottles of all shapes and sizes neatly stacked in what had once been Bessie's wardrobe. They had mysteriously found their way there from the wine cellar!
幸好，我的哈丽特姨妈多年前就去世了。要是活到今天，她恐怕连自己最爱谈论的话题——家里的仆人——都没机会发表高见了。姨妈生活在一个悠闲的年代，那时家务可以雇仆人来做。她有一座庞大而格局曲折的乡间宅邸，名叫“山墙庄园”。她对这房子很有感情，虽然房子远比自己所需的大得多，丈夫去世多年后，仍坚持住在那里。姨妈上年纪以前，常常大宴宾客。我小时候也经常去山墙庄园。无论来了多少客人，大宅总是一尘不染：拼花地板亮得像镜子，擦得锃亮的银器摆在光洁的玻璃柜里，就连姨父那一大批藏书，也奇迹般地不落一点灰尘。姨妈指挥着一支几乎看不见人的仆人队伍，他们不停地擦洗、打扫、抛光。她总管这群人叫“流动人口”，因为仆人来去太频繁，我甚至没机会记住他们的名字。在当时，姨妈算得上开明，从不让仆人一天工作超过八小时，可她实在太难伺候了。她一边抱怨人性反复无常，一边始终不肯放弃寻找理想的仆人，直到生命尽头都如此，哪怕贝西早已让她大失所望。
贝西在姨妈家做了三年。期间，她深得信任，被安排管理其他仆人。姨妈对她的勤快和能干，简直赞不绝口。除了种种长处，她还有一手好厨艺。她扮演“完美仆人”整整三年，姨妈才发现她那点“小毛病”。有一次，姨妈离开山墙庄园一星期后，某天下午突然带着一群客人回来，吩咐贝西准备晚餐。那顿饭不但远低于平时的水准，贝西连走路都走不稳，东一下西一下撞上家具，嘴里还不停嘀咕客人们的事。端最后一道菜——一大盆布丁——进来时，她被地毯绊了一跤，布丁腾空而起，险些砸中姨妈，最后重重地摔在餐桌上。客人们笑得不行，姨妈却吓坏了，不得不承认，贝西是喝醉了。其实，客人们从贝西开门迎接的那一刻起就看出来了；最后这场灾难发生前，他们早已忍笑忍得十分辛苦。可怜的姑娘当场就被解雇。她离开后，姨妈在她原先的衣柜里，发现了堆得整整齐齐、形状大小各异的空酒瓶。这些瓶子，竟然神不知鬼不觉地从酒窖里跑到这儿来了！
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