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I blame myself again for having allowed you to bring me to utter and discreditable financial ruin. I remember one morning in the early October of ’92 sitting in the yellowing woods at Bracknell with your mother. At that time I knew very little of your real nature. I had stayed from a Saturday to Monday with you at Oxford. You had stayed with me at Cromer for ten days and played golf[8a]. The conversation turned on you, and your mother began to speak to me about your character. She told me of your two chief faults, your vanity, and your being, as she termed it, "all wrong about money." I have a distinct recollection of how I laughed. I had no idea that the first would bring me to prison, and the second to bankruptcy[8b]. I thought vanity a sort of graceful flower for a young man to wear; as for extravagance — for I thought she meant no more than extravagance—the virtues of prudence and thrift were not in my own nature or my own race. But before our friendship was one month older I began to see what your mother really meant. Your insistence on a life of reckless profusion[8c]: your incessant demands for money: your claim that all your pleasures should be paid for by me whether I was with you or not: brought me after some time into serious monetary difficulties, and what made the extravagances to me at any rate so monotonously uninteresting, as your persistent grasp on my life grew stronger and stronger, was that the money was really spent on little more than the pleasures of eating, drinking, and the like. Now and then it is a joy to have one’s table red with wine and roses, but you outstripped all taste and temperance[8d]. You demanded without grace and received without thanks[8e]. You grew to think that you had a sort of right to live at my expense and in a profuse luxury to which you had never been accustomed, and which for that reason made your appetites all the more keen, and at the end if you lost money gambling in some Algiers Casino you simply telegraphed next morning to me in London to lodge the amount of your losses to your account at your bank, and gave the matter no further thought of any kind. 

我还怪自己让你给带到了经济上穷困潦倒、信誉扫地的穷途末路。我还记得1 8 9 2年1 0月初的一个上午,同你母亲一道坐在布莱克奈尔秋风渐黄的树林里。那时我对你真正的性格知道得很少,有一次在牛津同你从星期六呆到星期一,而你来过克莱默同我呆了十天打高尔夫球[8a]。我们的话题转到了你身上,你母亲开始跟我说起你的性格。她说了你的两大缺点:你虚荣,还有,用她的话说,“对钱财的看法大错特错”。我清楚记得当时我笑了,根本没想到第一点将让我进监狱,第二点将让我破产[8b]。我以为虚荣是一种给年轻人佩戴的雅致的花朵;至于说铺张浪费嘛——我以为她指的不过是铺张浪费——在我自己的性格中,在我自己的阶层里,并不见勤俭节约的美德。可是不等我们的交情再长一个月,我便开始明白你母亲指的到底是什么。你孜孜以求的是一种挥霍无度的生活[8c],无休无止的要钱;说是你所有的寻欢作乐都得由我付账,不管我是否同你在一起。过些时候这就使我的经济陷入了严重的困难。你抓住我的生活不放,越抓越紧。总而言之,你的铺张挥霍对我来说是乏味透顶,因为钱说真的无非是花在口腹宴饮,以及诸如此类的行乐上。不时的让餐桌花红酒绿一下,可说是件赏心乐事,但你的无度却败坏了所有的品味和雅趣[8d]。你索取而无风度,接受而不道谢[8e]。你养成了一种心态,认为似乎有权让我供养,过着一种你从未习惯过的奢侈生活,而因为这一点,如此的奢侈又让你胃口更大。到后来要是在阿尔及尔的哪家赌场输了钱,第二天早上就干脆拍个电报到伦敦,要我把你输的钱如数存到你银行的户头上,事后便再也不见你提起。 

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