下载辰思小说免费APP
’UntilIdoremember,love,thatyouwillsooncomebacktome,andbemyownforever。ThisiswhatI
alwaysthinkof,thisiswhatIhopefor。’
Althoughhereyesweresoglorious,andbeamingwitheternity,thisdistantsortofbeatitudewasnotmuchtomyliking。Iwantedtohavemyloveonearth;andmydearwifeinmyownhome;andchildreningoodtime,ifGodshouldpleasetosendusany。AndthenIwouldbetothem,exactlywhatmyfatherwastome。Andbesideallthis,Idoubtedmuchaboutbeingfitforheaven;wherenoploughsare,andnocattle,unlesssacrificedbullswentthither。
ThereforeIsaid,’Nowkissme,Lorna;anddon’ttalkanynonsense。’Andthedarlingcameanddidit;beingkindlyobedient,astheotherworldoftenmakesus。
’Yousweetlove,’Isaidatthis,beingslavetohersoftobedience;’doyousupposeIshouldbecontenttoleaveyouuntilElysium?’
’HowonearthcanItell,dearJohn,whatyouwillbecontentwith?’
’You,andonlyyou,’saidI;’thewholeofitliesinasyllable。Nowyouknowmyentirewant;andwantmustbemycomfort。’
’ButsurelyifIhavemoney,sir,andbirth,andrank,andallsortsofgrandeur,youwouldneverdaretothinkofme。’
Shedrewherselfupwithanairofpride,asshegravelypronouncedthesewords,andgavemeascornfulglance,ortried;andturnedawayasiftoentersomegrandcoachorpalace;whileIwassoamazedandgrievedinmyrawsimplicityespeciallyafterthewayinwhichshehadfirstreceivedmynews,solovingandwarm-hearted,thatIneversaidaword,butstaredandthought,’Howdoesshemeanit?’
Shesawthepainuponmyforehead,andthewonderinmyeyes,andleavingcoachandpalacetoo,backsheflewtomeinamoment,assimpleassimplestmilkmaid。
’Oh,youfearfulstupid,John,youinexpressiblystupid,John,’shecriedwithbotharmsroundmyneck,andherlipsuponmyforehead;’youhavecalledyourselfthick-headed,John,andIneverwouldbelieveit。ButnowIdowithallmyheart。WillyouneverknowwhatIam,love?’
’No,Lorna,thatInevershall。Icanunderstandmymotherwell,andoneatleastofmysisters,andboththeSnowegirlsveryeasily,butyouIneverunderstand;onlyloveyouallthemoreforit。’
’Thennevertrytounderstandme,iftheresultisthat,dearJohn。AndyetIamtheverysimplestofallfoolishsimplecreatures。Nay,Iamwrong;thereinI
yieldthepalmtoyou,mydear。TothinkthatIcanactso!NowondertheywantmeinLondon,asanornamentforthestage,John。’
Nowinafterdays,whenIheardofLornaastherichest,andnoblest,andloveliestladytobefoundinLondon,Ioftenrememberedthatlittlescene,andrecalledeverywordandgesture,wonderingwhatlayunderit。Evennow,whileitwasquiteimpossibleoncetodoubtthosecleardeepeyes,andthebrightlipstremblingso;neverthelessIfelthowmuchtheworldwouldhavetodowithit;andthatthebestandtruestpeoplecannotshakethemselvesquitefree。However,forthemoment,Iwasveryproudandshowedit。
Andhereindiffersfactfromfancy,thingsastheybefallusfromthingsaswewouldhavethem,humanendsfromhumanhopes;thatthefirstaremovedbyathousandandthelastontwowheelsonly,which(beingnamed)aredesireandfear。Hopeofcourseisnothingmorethandesirewithatelescope,magnifyingdistantmatters,overlookingnearones;openingoneeyeontheobjects,closingtheothertoallobjections。Andifhopebethefuturetenseofdesire,thefutureoffearisreligion——atleastwithtoomanyofus。
WhetherIamrightorwronginthesesmallmoralities,onethingissureenough,towit,thathopeisthefastesttraveller,atanyrate,inthetimeofyouth。
AndsoIhopedthatLornamightbeprovedofblamelessfamily,andhonourablerankandfortune;andyetnonethelessforthat,lovemeandbelongtome。SoIledherintothehouse,andshefellintomymother’sarms;
andIleftthemtohaveagoodcryofit,withAnniereadytohelpthem。
IfMasterSticklesshouldnotmendenoughtogainhisspeechalittle,anddeclaretousallheknew,IwastosetoutforWatchett,ridinguponhorseback,andtheretohireacartwithwheels,suchaswehadnotbegun,asyet,touseonExmoor。Forallourworkwentonbroadwood,withrunnersandwithearthboards;andmanyofusstilllookeduponwheels(thoughmentionedintheBible)astheinventionoftheevilone,andPharoah’sespecialproperty。
Now,insteadofgettingbetter,ColonelStickle