" she said to Connie. "You've done wonders for Clifford. I never saw any budding genius myself, and there he is, all the rage.” Aunt Eva was quite complacently proud of Clifford's success. Another feather in the family cap! She didn't care a straw about his books, but why should she? "Oh, I don't think it's my doing," said Connie.

“我觉得你确实了不起。”她称赞康妮。“你帮克利福德取得惊人的成就。我从未见过如此前程远大的天才作家，而他就是其中之一，如今的确红得发紫。”对于侄儿的成功，伊娃姑妈沾沾自喜，深感骄傲。这可是光宗耀祖的大事！而对于他的作品，她却毫不关心，可她又有什么理由要关心呢？“噢，我认为那并非我的功劳。”康妮说

"It must be! Can't be anybody else's. And it seems to me you don't get enough out of it.” "How?" "Look at the way you are shut up here. I said to Clifford: If that child rebels one day you'll have yourself to thank!

“当然得归功于你！除你之外，还有谁呢？在我看来，你并没有得到应有的回报。”“此话怎讲？”“终日闭门不出可不行。我跟克利福德说过：要是哪天那孩子造起反来，也全是你自食其果！”

"But Clifford never denies me anything," said Connie.

“但克利福德从没阻止我做任何事。”康妮说。

"Look here, my dear child'—and Lady Bennerley laid her thin hand on Connie's arm. "A woman has to live her life, or live to repent not having lived it. Believe me!" And she took another sip of brandy, which maybe was her form of repentance.

“听我说，好孩子，”本奈利夫人用她瘦削的手抓住康妮的胳膊，“女人得过自己想要的生活，不然，就会悔之晚矣。相信我！”她又呷了一口白兰地，这或许就是她懊悔的方式吧。

"But I do live my life, don't I?” "Not in my idea! Clifford should bring you to London, and let you go about. His sort of friends are all right for him, but what are they for you? If I were you I should think it wasn't good enough. You'll let your youth slip by, and you'll spend your old age, and your middle age too, repenting it.” Her ladyship lapsed into contemplative silence, soothed by the brandy.

“可我不正过着自己想要的生活么？”“我可不这么看！克利福德应该带你去伦敦，让你四处走走。他那些朋友和他倒是志趣相投，但对你而言则是另一回事。如果换成我，准会感到不满。这样下去，只会让青春从指缝中溜走，而你将在悔恨中度过自己的后半生。”在白兰地的慰藉下，这位贵妇慢慢陷入沉思，不再做声。

But Connie was not keen on going to London, and being steered into the smart world by Lady Bennerley. She didn't feel really smart, it wasn't interesting. And she did feel the peculiar, withering coldn