第52章

类别:其他 作者:Thomas Hughes字数:4301更新时间:18/12/27 08:52:32
“Well,I’mnotquitesurethatheoughttobeinforhisplay,“ saidTom,“butIcouldn’thelpputtinghimin。Itwilldohimsomuchgood,andyoucan’tthinkwhatIowehim。“ Themastersmiled。Theclockstrikeseight,andthewholefieldbecomesfeveredwithexcitement。Arthur,aftertwonarrowescapes,scoresone,andJohnsongetstheball。Thebowlingandfieldingaresuperb,andJohnson’sbattingworthytheoccasion。 Hemakeshereatwo,andthereaone,managingtokeeptheballtohimself,andArthurbacksupandrunsperfectly。Onlyelevenrunstomakenow,andthecrowdscarcelybreathe。AtlastArthurgetstheballagain,andactuallydrivesitforwardfortwo,andfeelsprouderthanwhenhegotthethreebestprizes,athearingTom’sshoutofjoy,“Wellplayed,wellplayed,youngun!“ Butthenextballistoomuchfortheyounghand,andhisbailsflydifferentways。Ninerunstomake,andtwowicketstogodown:itistoomuchforhumannerves。 BeforeWintercangetin,theomnibuswhichistotaketheLord’smentothetrainpullsupatthesideoftheclose,andMr。AislabieandTomconsult,andgiveoutthatthestumpswillbedrawnafterthenextover。Andsoendsthegreatmatch。 WinterandJohnsoncarryouttheirbats,and,itbeingaoneday’smatch,theLord’smenaredeclaredthewinners,theyhavingscoredthemostinthefirstinnings。 Butsuchadefeatisavictory:sothinkTomandalltheSchooleleven,astheyaccompanytheirconquerorstotheomnibus,andsendthemoffwiththreeringingcheers,afterMr。Aislabiehasshakenhandsallround,sayingtoTom,“Imustcomplimentyou,sir,onyoureleven,andIhopeweshallhaveyouforamemberifyoucomeuptotown。“ AsTomandtherestoftheelevenwereturningbackintotheclose,andeverybodywasbeginningtocryoutforanothercountry-dance,encouragedbythesuccessofthenightbefore,theyoungmaster,whowasjustleavingtheclose,stoppedhim,andaskedhimtocomeuptoteaathalf-pasteight,adding,“I won’tkeepyoumorethanhalfanhour,andaskArthurtocomeuptoo。“ “I’llcomeupwithyoudirectly,ifyou’llletme,“saidTom,“forIfeelrathermelancholy,andnotquiteuptothecountry- danceandsupperwiththerest。“ “Do,byallmeans,“saidthemaster;“I’llwaithereforyou。“ SoTomwentofftogethisbootsandthingsfromthetent,totellArthuroftheinvitation,andtospeaktohissecondincommandaboutstoppingthedancingandshuttingupthecloseassoonasitgrewdusk。Arthurpromisedtofollowassoonashehadhadadance。SoTomhandedhisthingsovertothemaninchargeofthetent,andwalkedquietlyawaytothegatewherethemasterwaswaiting,andthetwotooktheirwaytogetheruptheHillmortonroad。 Ofcoursetheyfoundthemaster’shouselockedup,andalltheservantsawayintheclose——aboutthistime,nodoubt,footingitawayonthegrass,withextremedelighttothemselves,andinutteroblivionoftheunfortunatebachelortheirmaster,whoseoneenjoymentintheshapeofmealswashis“dishoftea“(asourgrandmotherscalledit)intheevening;andthephrasewasaptinhiscase,forhealwayspouredhisoutintothesaucerbeforedrinking。Greatwasthegoodman’shorroratfindinghimselfshutoutofhisownhouse。Hadhebeenalonehewouldhavetreateditasamatterofcourse,andwouldhavestrolledcontentedlyupanddownhisgravelwalkuntilsomeonecamehome;buthewashurtatthestainonhischaracterofhost,especiallyastheguestwasapupil。However,theguestseemedtothinkitagreatjoke,andpresently,astheypokedaboutroundthehouse,mountedawall,fromwhichhecouldreachapassagewindow。Thewindow,asitturnedout,wasnotbolted,soinanotherminuteTomwasinthehouseanddownatthefrontdoor,whichheopenedfrominside。Themasterchuckledgrimlyatthisburglariousentry,andinsistedonleavingthehall-doorandtwoofthefrontwindowsopen,tofrightenthetruantsontheirreturn;andthenthetwosetaboutforagingfortea,inwhichoperationthemasterwasmuchatfault,havingthefaintestpossibleideaofwheretofindanything,andbeing,moreover,wondrouslyshort-sighted;butTom,byasortofinstinct,knewtherightcupboardsinthekitchenandpantry,andsoonmanagedtoplaceonthesnuggerytablebettermaterialsforamealthanhadappearedthereprobablyduringthereignofhistutor,whowasthenandthereinitiated,amongstotherthings,intotheexcellenceofthatmysteriouscondiment,adripping-cake。Thecakewasnewlybaked,andallrichandflaky;Tomhadfounditreposinginthecook’sprivatecupboard,awaitingherreturn;andasawarningtohertheyfinishedittothelastcrumb。Thekettlesangawaymerrilyonthehobofthesnuggery,for,notwithstandingthetimeofyear,theylightedafire,throwingboththewindowswideopenatthesametime;theheapsofbooksandpaperswerepushedawaytotheotherendofthetable,andthegreatsolitaryengravingofKing’sCollegeChapeloverthemantelpiecelookedlessstiffthanusual,astheysettledthemselvesdowninthetwilighttotheseriousdrinkingoftea。 Aftersometalkonthematch,andotherindifferentsubjects,theconversationcamenaturallybacktoTom’sapproachingdeparture,overwhichhebeganagaintomakehismoan。 “Well,weshallallmissyouquiteasmuchasyouwillmissus,“ saidthemaster。“YouaretheNestoroftheSchoolnow,areyounot?“ “Yes,eversinceEastleft,“answeredTom。“By-the-bye,haveyouheardfromhim?“ “Yes,IhadaletterinFebruary,justbeforehestartedforIndiatojoinhisregiment。“ “Hewillmakeacapitalofficer。“ “Ay,won’the!“saidTom,brightening。“Nofellowcouldhandleboysbetter,andIsupposesoldiersareverylikeboys。Andhe’llnevertellthemtogowherehewon’tgohimself。Nomistakeaboutthat。Abraverfellowneverwalked。“ “Hisyearinthesixthwillhavetaughthimagooddealthatwillbeusefultohimnow。“ “Soitwill,“’saidTom,staringintothefire。“PoordearHarry,“hewenton——“howwellIrememberthedaywewereputoutofthetwenty!Howherosetothesituation,andburnthiscigar-cases,andgaveawayhispistols,andponderedontheconstitutionalauthorityofthesixth,andhisnewdutiestotheDoctor,andthefifthform,andthefags!Ay,andnofelloweveracteduptothembetter,thoughhewasalwaysapeople’sman——forthefags,andagainstconstitutedauthorities。Hecouldn’thelpthat,youknow。I’msuretheDoctormusthavelikedhim?“saidTom,lookingupinquiringly。 “TheDoctorseesthegoodineveryone,andappreciatesit,“ saidthemasterdogmatically;“butIhopeEastwillgetagoodcolonel。Hewon’tdoifhecan’trespectthoseabovehim。Howlongittookhim,evenhere,tolearnthelessonofobeying!“ “Well,IwishIwerealongsideofhim,“saidTom。“IfIcan’tbeatRugby,Iwanttobeatworkintheworld,andnotdawdlingawaythreeyearsatOxford。“ “Whatdoyoumeanby’atworkintheworld’?“saidthemaster,pausingwithhislipsclosetohissaucerfuloftea,andpeeringatTomoverit。 “Well,Imeanrealwork——one’sprofession——whateveronewillhavereallytodoandmakeone’slivingby。Iwanttobedoingsomerealgood,feelingthatIamnotonlyatplayintheworld,“answeredTom,ratherpuzzledtofindouthimselfwhathereallydidmean。 “Youaremixinguptwoverydifferentthingsinyourhead,I think,Brown,“saidthemaster,puttingdowntheemptysaucer,“andyououghttogetclearaboutthem。Youtalkof’workingtogetyourliving,’and’doingsomerealgoodintheworld,’inthesamebreath。Now,youmaybegettingaverygoodlivinginaprofession,andyetdoingnogoodatallintheworld,butquitethecontrary,atthesametime。Keepthelatterbeforeyouasyouroneobject,andyouwillberight,whetheryoumakealivingornot;butifyoudwellontheother,you’llverylikelydropintomeremoney-making,andlettheworldtakecareofitselfforgoodorevil。Don’tbeinahurryaboutfindingyourworkintheworldforyourself——youarenotoldenoughtojudgeforyourselfyet;butjustlookaboutyouintheplaceyoufindyourselfin,andtrytomakethingsalittlebetterandhonesterthere。You’llfindplentytokeepyourhandinatOxford,orwhereverelseyougo。Anddon’tbeledawaytothinkthispartoftheworldimportantandthatunimportant。Everycorneroftheworldisimportant。Nomanknowswhetherthispartorthatismostso,buteverymanmaydosomehonestworkinhisowncorner。“AndthenthegoodmanwentontotalkwiselytoTomofthesortofworkwhichhemighttakeupasanundergraduate,andwarnedhimoftheprevalentuniversitysins,andexplainedtohimthemanyandgreatdifferencesbetweenuniversityandschoollife,tillthetwilightchangedintodarkness,andtheyheardthetruantservantsstealinginbythebackentrance。 “IwonderwhereArthurcanbe,“saidTomatlast,lookingathiswatch;“why,it’snearlyhalf-pastninealready。“ “Oh,heiscomfortablyatsupperwiththeeleven,forgetfulofhisoldestfriends,“saidthemaster。“Nothinghasgivenmegreaterpleasure,“hewenton,“thanyourfriendshipforhim;ithasbeenthemakingofyouboth。“ “Ofme,atanyrate,“answeredTom;“Ishouldneverhavebeenherenowbutforhim。ItwastheluckiestchanceintheworldthatsenthimtoRugbyandmadehimmychum。“ “Whydoyoutalkofluckychances?“saidthemaster。“Idon’tknowthatthereareanysuchthingsintheworld;atanyrate,therewasneitherlucknorchanceinthatmatter。“ Tomlookedathiminquiringly,andhewenton。“DoyourememberwhentheDoctorlecturedyouandEastattheendofonehalf- year,whenyouwereintheshell,andhadbeengettingintoallsortsofscrapes?“ “Yes,wellenough,“saidTom;“itwasthehalf-yearbeforeArthurcame。“ “Exactlyso,“answeredthemaster。“Now,Iwaswithhimafewminutesafterwards,andhewasingreatdistressaboutyoutwo。