第23章

类别:其他 作者:Thomas Hardy字数:5183更新时间:18/12/26 16:58:32
’Butshehadnomoney。’ ’Yes,shehad;Itookparticularcareofthat。’Johndidnotadd,ashemighthavedone,thathehadgivenher,inhispity,allthemoneyhepossessed,andatpresenthadonlyeighteen-penceintheworld。’Well,itisover,Bob;sosityedown,andtalkwithmeofoldtimes,’headded。 ’Ah,Jack,itiswellenoughforyoutospeaklikethat,’saidthedisquietedsailor;’butIcan’thelpfeelingthatitisacruelthingyouhavedone。Afterall,shewouldhavebeensnugenoughforme。WouldIhadneverfoundoutthisabouther!John,whydidyouinterfere?Youhadnorighttooverhaulmyaffairslikethis。Whydidn’tyoutellmefairlyallyouknew,andletmedoasIchose? Youhaveturnedheroutofthehouse,andit’sashame!Ifshehadonlycometome!Whydidn’tshe?’ ’Becausesheknewitwasbesttodootherwise。’ ’Well,Ishallgoafterher,’saidBobfirmly。 ’Youcandoasyoulike,’saidJohn;’butIwouldadviseyoustronglytoleavematterswheretheyare。’ ’Iwon’tleavematterswheretheyare,’saidBobimpetuously。’Youhavemadememiserable,andallfornothing。Itellyoushewasgoodenoughforme;andaslongasIknewnothingaboutwhatyousayofherhistory,whatdifferencewouldithavemadetome?Neverwasthereayoungwomanwhowasbettercompany;andshelovedamerrysongasIdomyself。Yes,I’llfollowher。’ ’O,Bob,’saidJohn;’Ihardlyexpectedthis!’ ’That’sbecauseyoudidn’tknowyourman。CanIaskyoutodomeonekindness?Idon’tsupposeIcan。CanIaskyounottosayawordagainsthertoanyofthemathome?’ ’Certainly。TheveryreasonwhyIgothertogooffsilently,asshehasdone,wasbecausenothingshouldbesaidagainstherhere,andnoscandalshouldbeheardof。’ ’Thatmaybe;butI’moffafterher。MarrythatgirlIwill。’ ’You’llbesorry。’ ’Thatweshallsee,’repliedRobertwithdetermination;andhewentawayrapidlytowardsthemill。Thetrumpet-majorhadnohearttofollow——nogoodcouldpossiblycomeoffurtheropposition;andthereonthedownheremainedlikeagravenimagetillBobhadvanishedfromhissightintothemill。 Bobenteredhisfather’sonlytoleavewordthathewasgoingonarenewedsearchforMatilda,andtopackupafewnecessariesforhisjourney。Tenminuteslaterhecameoutagainwithabundleinhishand,andJohnsawhimgodiagonallyacrossthelowerfieldstowardsthehigh-road。 ’AndthisisallthegoodIhavedone!’saidJohn,musinglyreadjustinghisstockwhereitcuthisneck,anddescendingtowardsthemill。 MeanwhileAnneGarlandhadgonehome,and,beingwearywithherrambleinsearchofMatilda,satsilentinacorneroftheroom。 HermotherwaspassingthetimeingivingutterancetoeveryconceivablesurmiseonthecauseofMissJohnson’sdisappearancethatthehumanmindcouldframe,towhichAnnereturnedmonosyllabicanswers,theresult,notofindifference,butofintensepreoccupation。PresentlyLoveday,thefather,cametothedoor;hermothervanishedwithhim,andtheyremainedclosetedtogetheralongtime。Annewentintothegardenandseatedherselfbeneaththebranchingtreewhoseboughshadshelteredherduringsomanyhoursofherresidencehere。Herattentionwasfixedmoreuponthemiller’swingoftheirregularbuildingbeforeherthanuponthatoccupiedbyhermother,forshecouldnothelpexpectingeverymomenttoseesomeonerunoutwithawildfaceandannouncesomeawfulclearingupofthemystery。 Everysoundsetheronthealert,andhearingthetreadofahorseinthelaneshelookedroundeagerly。GazingatheroverthehedgewasFestusDerriman,mountedonsuchanincrediblytallanimalthathecouldseetoherveryfeetoverthethickandbroadthornfence。 Shenosoonerrecognizedhimthanshewithdrewherglance;butashiseyeswerefixedsteadilyuponherthiswasafutilemanoeuvre。 ’Isawyoulookround!’heexclaimedcrossly。’WhathaveIdonetomakeyoubehavelikethat?Come,MissGarland,befair。’Tisnousetoturnyourbackuponme。’Asshedidnotturnhewenton—— ’Well,now,thisisenoughtoprovokeasaint。NowItellyouwhat,MissGarland;hereI’llstaytillyoudoturnround,if’tisalltheafternoon。Youknowmytemper——whatIsayImean。’Heseatedhimselffirmlyinthesaddle,pluckedsomeleavesfromthehedge,andbeganhummingasong,toshowhowabsolutelyindifferenthewastotheflightoftime。 ’Whathaveyoucomefor,thatyouaresoanxioustoseeme?’ inquiredAnne,whenatlasthehadweariedherpatience,risingandfacinghimwiththeaddedindependencewhichcamefromasenseofthehedgebetweenthem。 ’There,Iknewyouwouldturnround!’hesaid,hishotangryfaceinvadedbyasmileinwhichhisteethshowedlikewhitehemmedinbyredatchess。 ’Whatdoyouwant,Mr。Derriman?’saidshe。 ’“Whatdoyouwant,Mr。Derriman?“——nowlistentothat!Isthatmyencouragement?’ Annebowedsuperciliously,andmovedaway。 ’Ihavejustheardnewsthatexplainsallthat,’saidthegiant,eyeinghermovementswithsomnolentirascibility。’Myunclehasbeenlettingthingsout。Hewasherelatelastnight,andhesawyou。’ ’Indeedhedidn’t,’saidAnne。 ’O,now!HesawTrumpet-majorLovedaycourtingsomebodylikeyouinthatgardenwalk;andwhenhecameyouranindoors。’ ’Itisnottrue,andIwishtohearnomore。’ ’Uponmylife,hesaidso!Howcanyoudoit,MissGarland,whenI,whohaveenoughmoneytobuyupalltheLovedays,wouldgladlycometotermswithye?Whatasimpletonyoumustbe,topassmeoverforhim!There,nowyouareangrybecauseIsaidsimpleton!——Ididn’tmeansimpleton,Imeantmisguided——misguidedrosebud!That’sit—— runoff,’hecontinuedinaraisedvoice,asAnnemadetowardsthegardendoor。’ButI’llhaveyouyet。Muchreasonyouhavetobetooproudtostaywithme。Butitwon’tlastlong;Ishallmarryyou,madam,ifIchoose,asyou’llsee。’ Whenhewasquitegone,andAnnehadcalmeddownfromthenotaltogetherunrelishedfearandexcitementthathealwayscausedher,shereturnedtoherseatunderthetree,andbegantowonderwhatFestusDerriman’sstorymeant,which,fromtheearnestnessofhistone,didnotseemlikeapureinvention。Itsuddenlyflasheduponhermindthatsheherselfhadheardvoicesinthegarden,andthatthepersonsseenbyFarmerDerriman,ofwhosevisitandreclamationofhisboxthemillerhadtoldher,mighthavebeenMatildaandJohnLoveday。ShefurtherrecalledthestrangeagitationofMissJohnsonontheprecedingevening,andthatitoccurredjustattheentryofthedragoon,tillbydegreessuspicionamountedtoconvictionthatheknewmorethananyoneelsesupposedofthatlady’sdisappearance。 Itwasjustatthistimethatthetrumpet-majordescendedtothemillafterhistalkwithhisbrotheronthedown。Asfatewouldhaveit,insteadofenteringthehouseheturnedasidetothegardenandwalkeddownthatpleasantenclosure,tolearnifhewerelikelytofindintheotherhalfofitthewomanhelovedsowell。 Yes,thereshewas,sittingontheseatoflogsthathehadrepairedforher,undertheapple-tree;butshewasnotfacinginhisdirection。Hewalkedwithanoisiertread,hecoughed,heshookabough,hedideverything,inshort,buttheonethingthatFestusdidinthesamecircumstances——callouttoher。Hewouldnothaveventuredonthatfortheworld。Anyofhissignswouldhavebeensufficienttoattractheradayortwoearlier;nowshewouldnotturn。Atlast,inhisfondanxiety,hedidwhathehadneverdonebeforewithoutaninvitation,andcrossedoverintoMrs。Garland’shalfofthegarden,tillhestoodbeforeher。 Whenshecouldnotescapehimshearose,and,saying’Goodafternoon,trumpet-major,’inaglacialmannerunusualwithher,walkedawaytoanotherpartofthegarden。 Loveday,quiteataloss,hadnotthestrengthofmindtoperseverefurther。Hehadavagueapprehensionthatsomeimperfectknowledgeofthepreviousnight’sunhappybusinesshadreachedher;and,unabletoremedytheevilwithouttellingmorethanhedared,hewentintothemill,wherehisfatherstillwas,lookingdolefulenough,whatwithhisconcernateventsandtheextraquantityofflouruponhisfacethroughstickingsocloselytobusinessthatday。 ’Well,John;Bobhastoldyouall,ofcourse?Aqueer,strange,perplexingthing,isn’tit?Ican’tmakeitoutatall。Theremustbesomethingwronginthewoman,oritcouldn’thavehappened。I haven’tbeensoupsetforyears。’ ’NorhaveI。Iwouldn’titshouldhavehappenedforallIownintheworld,’saidthedragoon。’HaveyouspoketoAnneGarlandto-day——orhasanybodybeentalkingtoher?’ ’FestusDerrimanrodebyhalf-an-hourago,andtalkedtoheroverthehedge。’ Johnguessedtherest,and,afterstandingonthethresholdinsilenceawhile,walkedawaytowardsthecamp。 AllthistimehisbrotherRoberthadbeenhasteningalonginpursuitofthewomanwhohadwithdrawnfromthescenetoavoidtheexposureandcompleteoverthrowwhichwouldhaveresultedhadsheremained。 Asthedistancelengthenedbetweenhimselfandthemill,Bobwasconsciousofsomecoolingdownoftheexcitementthathadpromptedhimtosetout;buthedidnotpauseinhiswalktillhehadreachedtheheadoftheriverwhichfedthemill-stream。Here,forsomeindefinitereason,heallowedhiseyestobeattractedbythebubblingspringwhosewatersneverfailedorlessened,andhestoppedasiftolooklongeratthescene;itwasreallybecausehismindwassoabsorbedbyJohn’sstory。 Thesunwaswarm,thespotwasapleasantone,andhedepositedhisbundleandsatdown。Bydegrees,ashereflected,firstonJohn’sviewandthenonhisown,hisconvictionsbecameunsettled;tillatlengthhewassobalancedbetweentheimpulsetogoonandtheimpulsetogoback,thatapuffofwindeitherwaywouldhavebeenwell-nighsufficienttodecideforhim。WhenheallowedJohn’sstorytorepeatitselfinhisears,thereasonablenessandgoodsenseofhisadviceseemedbeyondquestion。When,ontheotherhand,hethoughtofhispoorMatilda’seyes,andher,tohim,pleasantways,theircharmingarrangementstomarry,andherprobablewillingnessstill,hecouldhardlybringhimselftodootherwisethanfollowontheroadatthetopofhisspeed。 Thisstrifeofthoughtwassowellmaintainedthatsittingandstanding,heremainedonthebordersofthespringtilltheshadowshadstretchedouteastwards,andthechanceofovertakingMatildahadgrownconsiderablyless。Stillhedidnotpositivelygotowardshome。Atlasthetookaguineafromhispocket,andresolvedtoputthequestiontothehazard。’HeadsIgo;tailsIdon’t。’Thepieceofgoldspunintheairandcamedownheads。 ’No,Iwon’tgo,afterall,’hesaid。’Iwon’tbesteeredbyaccidentsanymore。’ Hepickeduphisbundleandswitch,andretracedhisstepstowardsOvercombeMill,knockingdownthebramblesandnettlesashewentwithgloomyandindifferentblows。WhenhegotwithinsightofthehousehebeheldDavidintheroad。 ’Allright——allrightagain,captain!’,shoutedthatretainer。’A weddingafterall!Hurrah!’ ’Ah——she’sbackagain?’criedBob,seizingDavid,ecstatically,anddancingroundwithhim。 ’No——butit’sallthesame!itisofnoconsequenceatall,andnoharmwillbedone!MaisterandMrs。Garlandhavemadeupamatch,andmeantomarryatonce,thattheweddingvictualsmaynotbewasted!Theyfelt’twouldbeathousandpitiestoletsuchgoodthingsgetblue-vinniedforwantofaceremonytouse’emupon,andatlasttheyhavethoughtofthis。’ ’Victuals——Idon’tcareforthevictuals!’bitterlycriedBob,inatoneoffarhigherthought。’Howyoudisappointme!’andhewentslowlytowardsthehouse。 Hisfatherappearedintheopeningofthemill-door,lookingmorecheerfulthanwhentheyhadparted。’What,Robert,you’vebeenafterher?’hesaid。’Faith,then,Iwouldn’thavefollowedherifIhadbeenassureasyouwerethatshewentawayinscornofus。