Lorna Doonel

第24章

’AndoftenwhenIwakeatnight,andlistentothesilence,orwanderfarfrompeopleinthegraynessoftheevening,orstandandlookatquietwaterhavingshadowsoverit,somevagueimageseemstohoverontheskirtofvision,everchangingplaceandoutline,everflittingasIfollow。Thissomovesandhurriesme,intheeagernessandlonging,thatstraightwayallmychanceislost;andmemory,scaredlikeawildbird,flies。OramIasachildperhaps,chasingaflowncageling,whoamongthebranchesfreeplaysandpeepsattheofferedcage(asahomenottobeurgedonhim),andmeanstotakehistimeofcoming,ifhecomesatall?

’OftentooIwonderattheoddsoffortune,whichmademe(helplessasIam,andfondofpeaceandreading)

theheiressofthismaddomain,thesanctuaryofunholiness。ItisnotlikelythatIshallhavemuchpowerofauthority;andyettheCounsellorcreepsuptobemyLordoftheTreasury;andhissonaspirestomyhand,asofaRoyalalliance。Well,“honouramongthieves,“theysay;andmineisthefirsthonour:

althoughamongdecentfolkperhaps,honestyisbetter。

’Weshouldnotbesoquiethere,andsafefrominterruptionbutthatIhavebeggedoneprivilegeratherthancommandedit。Thiswasthatthelowerend,justthisnarrowingofthevalley,whereitismosthardtocomeat,mightbelookeduponasmine,exceptforpurposesofguard。Thereforenonebesidethesentriesevertrespassonmehere,unlessitbemygrandfather,ortheCounsellororCarver。

’Byyourface,MasterRidd,IseethatyouhaveheardofCarverDoone。Forstrengthandcourageandresourcehebearsthefirstreputeamongus,asmightwellbeexpectedfromthesonoftheCounsellor。Buthediffersfromhisfather,inbeingveryhotandsavage,andquitefreefromargument。TheCounsellor,whoismyuncle,giveshissonthebestadvice;commendingallthevirtues,witheloquenceandwisdom;yethimselfabstainingfromthemaccuratelyandimpartially。

’Youmustbetiredofthisstory,andthetimeItaketothink,andtheweaknessofmytelling;butmylifefromdaytodayshowssolittlevariance。AmongtheridersthereisnonewhosesafereturnIwatchfor——I

meannonemorethanother——andindeedthereseemsnorisk,allarenowsofearedofus。NeitheroftheoldmenistherewhomIcanrevereorlove(exceptalonemygrandfather,whomIlovewithtrembling):neitherofthewomenanywhomIliketodealwith,unlessitbealittlemaidenwhomIsavedfromstarving。

’AlittleCornishgirlsheis,andshapedinwesternmanner,notsoverymuchlessinwidththanifyoutakeherlengthwise。Herfatherseemstohavebeenaminer,aCornishman(asshedeclares)ofmorethanaverageexcellence,andbetterthananytwomentobefoundinDevonshire,oranyfourinSomerset。Veryfewthingscanhavebeenbeyondhispowerofperformance,andyethelefthisdaughtertostarveuponapeat-rick。Shedoesnotknowhowthiswasdone,andlooksuponitasamystery,themeaningofwhichwillsomedaybeclear,andredoundtoherfather’shonour。HisnamewasSimonCarfax,andhecameasthecaptainofagangfromoneoftheCornishstannaries。GwennyCarfax,myyoungmaid,wellremembershowherfatherwasbroughtupfromCornwall。Hermotherhadbeenburied,justaweekorsobefore;andhewassadaboutit,andhadbeenoffhiswork,andwasreadyforanotherjob。Thenpeoplecametohimbynight,andsaidthathemustwantachange,andeverybodylosttheirwives,andworkwasthewaytomendit。Sowhatwithgrief,andover-thought,andtheinsideofasquarebottle,Gwennysaystheybroughthimoff,tobecomeamightycaptain,andchoosethecountryround。Thelastshesawofhimwasthis,thathewentdownaladdersomewhereonthewildsofExmoor,leavingherwithbreadandcheese,andhistravelling-hattoseeto。Andfromthatdaytothishenevercameabovethegroundagain;sofaraswecanhearof。

’ButGwenny,holdingtohishat,andhavingeatenthebreadandcheese(whenhecamenomoretohelpher),dweltthreedaysnearthemouthofthehole;andthenitwasclosedover,thewhilethatshewassleeping。

Withweaknessandwithwantoffood,shelostherselfdistressfully,andwentawayformilesormore,andlayuponapeat-rick,todiebeforetheravens。

’ThatverydayIchancedtoreturnfromAuntSabina’sdying-place;forshewouldnotdieinGlenDoone,shesaid,lesttheangelsfearedto

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