下载辰思小说免费APP
’Well,mybowerhasserveditstime’,saidLorna,blushingassherememberedallthathadhappenedthere;
’andmybowernowishere,John。ButIamsosorrytothinkofallthepoorwomenfloodedoutoftheirhousesandshelteringinthesnowdrifts。However,thereisonegoodofit:theycannotsendmanymenagainstus,withallthistroubleuponthem。’
’Youareright,’Ireplied;’howcleveryouare!andthatiswhytherewereonlythreetocutoffMasterStickles。Andnowweshallbeatthem,Imakenodoubt,eveniftheycomeatall。AndIdefythemtofirethehouse:thethatchistoowetforburning。’
Wesentallthewomentobedquiteearly,exceptGwennyCarfaxandouroldBetty。Thesetwoweallowedtostayup,becausetheymightbeusefultous,iftheycouldkeepfromquarreling。Formypart,Ihadlittlefear,afterwhatLornahadtoldme,astotheresultofthecombat。ItwasnotlikelythattheDoonescouldbringmorethaneightortenmenagainstus,whiletheirhomeswereinsuchdanger:andtomeetthesewehadeightgoodmen,includingJeremy,andmyself,allwellarmedandresolute,besidesourthreefarm-servants,andtheparish-clerk,andtheshoemaker。Thesefivecouldnotbetrustedmuchforanyvaliantconduct,althoughtheyspokeveryconfidentlyovertheircansofcider。Neitherweretheirweaponsfittedformuchexecution,unlessitwereatclosequarters,whichtheywouldbelikelytoavoid。BillDaddshadasickle,JemSlocombeaflail,thecobblerhadborrowedtheconstable’sstaff(fortheconstablewouldnotattend,becausetherewasnowarrant),andtheparishclerkhadbroughthispitch-pipe,whichwasenoughtobreakanyman’shead。ButJohnFry,ofcourse,hadhisblunderbuss,loadedwithtin-tacksandmarbles,andmorelikelytokillthemanwhodischargeditthananyotherperson:butweknewthatJohnhaditonlyforshow,andtodescribeitsqualities。
Nowitwasmygreatdesire,andmychiefesthope,tocomeacrossCarverDoonethatnight,andsettlethescorebetweenus;notbyanyshotinthedark,butbyaconflictmantoman。Asyet,sinceIcametofull-grownpower,IhadnevermetanyonewhomIcouldnotplayteetotumwith:butnowatlastIhadfoundamanwhosestrengthwasnottobelaughedat。Icouldguessitinhisface,Icouldtellitinhisarms,I
couldseeitinhisstrideandgait,whichmorethanalltherestbetraythesubstanceofaman。Andbeingsowellusedtowrestling,andtojudgeantagonists,I
feltthathere(ifanywhere)Ihadfoundmymatch。
ThereforeIwasnotcontenttoabidewithinthehouse,orgotheroundswiththetroopers;butbetookmyselftotherickyard,knowingthattheDooneswerelikelytobegintheironsetthere。Fortheyhadapleasantcustom,whentheyvisitedfarm-houses,oflightingthemselvestowardspickingupanythingtheywanted,orstabbingtheinhabitants,byfirstcreatingablazeintherickyard。Andthoughourrickswereallnowofmerestraw(exceptindeedtwoofprimeclover-hay),andalthoughonthetoptheyweresowetthatnofirebrandsmighthurtthem;Iwasbothunwillingtohavethemburned,andfearfulthattheymightkindle,ifwellrousedupwithfireuponthewindwardside。
Bythebye,theseDooneshadgottheworstofthispleasanttrickonetime。ForhappeningtofirethericksofalonelyfarmcalledYeanworthy,notfaraboveGlenthorne,theyapproachedthehousetogetpeople’sgoods,andtoenjoytheirterror。Themasterofthefarmwaslatelydead,andhadleft,insidetheclock-case,loaded,thegreatlonggun,wherewithhehadusedtosportattheducksandthegeeseontheshore。NowWidowFishertookoutthisgun,andnotcaringmuchwhatbecameofher(forshehadlovedherhusbanddearly),shelaidituponthewindow-sill,whichlookedupontherick-yard;andshebackedupthebuttwithachestofoakdrawers,andsheopenedthewindowalittleback,andletthemuzzleoutontheslope。PresentlyfiveorsixfineyoungDoonescamedancingareel(astheirmannerwas)betwixtherandtheflamingrick。Uponwhichshepulledthetriggerwithalltheforceofherthumb,andaquarterofapoundofduck-shotwentoutwithablazeonthedancers。Youmaysupposewhattheirdancingwas,andtheirreelinghowchangedtostaggering,andtheirmusicnoneofthesweetest。Oneofthemfellintotherick,andwasburned,andburiedinaditchnextday;
buttheothersweresetupontheirhorses,andcarriedhomeonapathofblood。Andstrangetosay,theyneveravengedthisverydreadfulinjury;buthavingheardthatawomanhadfiredthisdesperateshotamongthem,theysaidthatsheoughttobeaDoone,andinquiredhowoldshewas。
NowIhadnotbeensoverylongwaitinginourmow-yard,withmybestgunready,andabigclubbyme,beforeaheavinessofsleepbegantocreepuponme。
Theflowofwaterwasinmyears,andinmyeyesahazyspreading,anduponmybrainaclosure,asacobblersewsavampup。SoIleanedba