Helightedhislamp,examinedthebelt,unrippedit,andpouredoutthecontentsonhistable。
Theyweredazzling。Agreatmanylargepiecesofamethyst,andsomeofwhitetopazandrockcrystal;alargenumberofsmallerstones,carbuncles,chrysolites,andnotafewemeralds。Doddlookedatthemwithpleasure,sparklinginthelamplight。
"Whatalot!"saidhe。"Iwonderwhattheyareworth!"Hesentforthefirstmate,who,heknew,didalittleprivatebusinessinpreciousstones。"Masterton,"saidhe,"obligemebycountingthesestoneswithme,andvaluingthem。"
Mr。Mastertonstared,andhismouthwatered。However,henamedthevariousstonesandvaluedthem。Hesaidtherewasonestone,alargeemerald,withoutaflaw,thatwasworthaheavysumbyitself;andthepearls,veryfine:andlookingatthegreatnumber,theymustbeworthathousandpounds。
CaptainDoddthenenteredthewholebusinesscarefullyintheship'slog:thelivingmanhedescribedthus:"Aboutfivefeetsixinheight,andaboutfiftyyearsofage。"Thenhedescribedthenotesandthestonesveryexactly,andmadeMasterton,thevaluer,signthelog。
Stainestookagooddealofegg-flipthatnight,andnextdayatesolidfood;buttheyquestionedhiminvain;hisreasonwasentirelyinabeyance:hehadbecomeaneater,andnothingelse。
Whenevertheygavehimfood,heshowedasortoffawninganimalgratitude。Othersentimenthehadnone,nordidwordsenterhismindanymorethanabird's。Andsinceitisnotpleasanttodwellonthewreckofafineunderstanding,IwillonlysaythattheylandedhimatCapeTown,outofbodilydanger,butweak,andhismind,toallappearance,ahopelessblank。
Theyburiedtheskeleton,——readtheserviceoftheEnglishChurchoveraMalabarheathen。
DoddtookStainestothehospital,andlefttwentypoundswiththegovernorofittocurehim。ButhedepositedStaines'smoneyandjewelswithafriendlybanker,andbeggedthattheprincipalcashiermightseetheman,andbeabletorecognizehim,shouldheapplyforhisown。
Thecashiercameandexaminedhim,andalsotherubyringonhisfinger——apartinggiftfromRosa——andremarkedthiswasanewwayofdoingbusiness。
"Why,itistheonlyone,sir,"saidDodd。"Howcanwegiveyouhissignature?Heisnotinhisrightmind。"
"Norneverwillbe。"
"Don'tsaythat,sir。Letushopeforthebest,poorfellow。"
Havingmadetheseprovisions,theworthycaptainweighedanchor,withawarmheartandagoodconscience。Yettheimageofthemanhehadsavedpursuedhim,andheresolvedtolookafterhimnexttimeheshouldcoalatCapeTown,homewardbound。
Stainesrecoveredhisstrengthinabouttwomonths;buthismindreturnedinfragments,andveryslowly。Foralong,longtimeherememberednothingthathadprecededhisgreatcalamity。Hismindstartedafresh,aidedonlybycertainfixedhabits;forinstance,hecouldreadandwrite:but,strangeasitmayappear,hehadnoideawhohewas;andwhenhismemoryclearedalittleonthathead,hethoughthissurnamewasChristie,buthewasnotsure。
Nevertheless,thepresidingphysiciandiscoveredinhimacertainprogressofintelligence,whichgavehimgreathopes。Inthefifthmonth,havingshownamarkedinterestintheothersickpatients,coupledwithadispositiontobecarefulandattentive,theymadehimanurse,orratherasub-nurseunderthespecialordersofaresponsiblenurse。Ireallybelieveitwasdoneatfirsttoavoidthealternativeofsendinghimadrift,ortransferringhimtotheinsanewardofthehospital。Inthiscongenialpursuitheshowedsuchwatchfulnessandskill,thatbyandbytheyfoundtheyhadgotatreasure。Twomonthsafterthathebegantotalkaboutmedicine,andastonishedthemstillmore。Hebecamethepuzzleoftheestablishment。Thedoctorandsurgeonwouldconversewithhim,andtryandleadhimtohispastlife;butwhenitcametothat,heusedtoputhishandstohisheadwithafaceofgreatdistress,anditwasclearsomeimpassablebarrierlaybetweenhisgrowingintelligenceandthepasteventsofhislife。Indeed,ononeoccasion,hesaidtohiskindfriendthedoctor,"Thepast!——ablackwall!ablackwall!"
Tenmonthsafterhisadmissionhewaspromotedtobeanattendant,withasalary。
Heputbyeveryshillingofit;forhesaid,"Avoicefromthedarkpasttellsmemoneyiseverythinginthisworld。"
Adiscussionwasheldbytheauthoritiesastowhetherheshouldbeinformedhehadmoneyandjewelsatthebankornot。
Uponthewhole,itwasthoughtadvisabletopostponethisinformation,lestheshouldthrowitaway;buttheytoldhimhehadbeenpickedupatsea,andbothmoneyandjewelsfoundonhim;theywereinsafehands,onlythepersonwasawayforthetime。Still,hewasnottolookuponhimselfaseitherfriendlessormoneyless。
Atthiscommunicationheshowedanalmostchildishdelight,thatconfirmedthedoctorinhisopinionhewasactingprudently,andfortherealbenefitofanamiableandafflictedperson,notyettobetrustedwithmoneyandjewels。
CHAPTERXVII。
Inhisqualityofattendantonthesick,Stainessometimesconductedaweakbutconvalescentpatientintotheopenair;andhewasalwayspleasedtodothis,fortheairoftheCapecarrieshealthandvigoronitswings。Hehadseenitsfinerecreativeproperties,andhedivined,somehow,thatthemindsofconvalescentsoughttobeamused,andsoheoftenbeggedthedoctortolethimtakeaconvalescentabroad。Soonerthannot,hewoulddrawthepatientseveralmilesinaBathchair。Heratherlikedthis;forhewasaHercules,andhadnoegotismorfalsepridewherethesickwereconcerned。
Now,theseopen-airwalksexertedabeneficialinfluenceonhisowndarkenedmind。Itisonethingtostrugglefromideatoidea;itisanotherwhenmaterialobjectsminglewiththeretrospect;theyseemtosupplystepping-stonesinthegradualresuscitationofmemoryandreason。
Theshipsgoingoutofportweresuchasteppingstonetohim,andavagueconsciousnesscamebacktohimofhavingbeeninaship。
Unfortunately,alongwiththisreminiscencecameadesiretogoinoneagain;andthissoweddiscontentinhismind,andthemorethatmindenlarged,themorehebegantodislikethehospitalanditsconfinement。Thefeelinggrew,andbadefairtodisqualifyhimforhishumbleoffice。Theauthoritiescouldnotfailtohearofthis,andtheyhadalittlediscussionaboutpartingwithhim;buttheyhesitatedtoturnhimadrift,andtheystilldoubtedtheproprietyoftrustinghimwithmoneyandjewels。
Whilematterswereinthisstatearemarkableeventoccurred。Hedrewasickpatientdowntothequayonemorning,andwatchedthebusinessoftheportwiththekeenestinterest。Ashipatanchorwasunloading,andagreatheavyboatwasstickingtohersidelikeablackleech。Presentlythisboatcameaway,andmovedsluggishlytowardstheshore,ratherbyhelpofthetidethanofthetwomenwhowentthroughtheformofpropellingherwithtwomonstroussweeps,whileathirdsteeredher。ShecontainedEnglishgoods:
agriculturalimplements,somecases,fourhorses,andabuxomyoungwomanwithathoroughEnglishface。Thewomanseemedalittleexcited,andasshenearedthelanding-place,shecalledoutinjocundtonestoayoungmanontheshore,"Itisallright,Dick;
theyarebeauties,"andshepattedthebeastsaspeopledowhoarefondofthem。
Shesteppedlightlyashore,andthencametheslowerworkoflandingherimports。Shebustledabout,likeahenoverherbrood,andwasn'talwaystalking,butputinherwordeverynowandthen,nevercrossly,andalwaystothepoint。
Staineslistenedtoher,andexaminedherwithasortofpuzzledlook;butshetooknonoticeofhim;herwholesoulwasinthecattle。
Theygotthethingsonboardwellenough;butthehorseswerefrightenedatthegangway,andjibbed。Thenamanwasfordrivingthem,andpokedoneoftheminthequarter;hesnortedandreareddirectly。
"Manalive!"criedtheyoungwoman,"thatisnottheway。Theyaredocileenough,butfrightened。Encourage'em,andlet'emlookatit。Give'emtime。Morehastelessspeed,withtimorouscattle。"
"Thatisaverypleasantvoice,"saidpoorStaines,rathermoredictatoriallythanbecamethepresentstateofhisintellect。Headdedsoftly,"atruewoman'svoice;"thengloomily,"avoiceofthepast——thedark,darkpast。"
Atthisspeechintrudingitselfupontheshortsentencesofbusiness,therewasaroaroflaughter,andPhoebeFalconturnedsharplyroundtolookatthespeaker。Shestaredathim;shecried"Oh!"andclaspedherhands,andcoloredallover。"Why,sure,"
saidshe,"Ican'tbemistook。Thoseeyes——'tisyou,doctor,isn'tit?"
"Doctor?"saidStaines,withapuzzledlook。"Yes;Ithinktheycalledmedoctoronce。I'manattendantinthehospitalnow。"
"Dick!"criedPhoebe,innolittleagitation。"Comeherethisminute。"
"What,aforeIgetthehorsesashore?"
"Ay,beforeyoudoanotherthing,orsayanotherword。Comehere,now。"Sohecame,andshetoldhimtotakeagoodlookattheman。
"Now,"saidshe,"whoisthat?"
"BlestifIknow,"saidhe。
"What,notknowthemanwhosavedyourownlife!Oh,Dick,whatareyoureyesworth?"
Thisdiscoursebroughtthefewpersonswithinhearingintoonebandofexcitedstarers。
Dicktookagoodlook,andsaid,"I'mblestifIdon't,though;itisthedoctorthatcutmythroat。"
Thisstrangestatementdrewforthquiteashoutofejaculations。
"Oh,betterbreathethroughaslitthannotatall,"saidDick。
"Savedmylifewiththatcut,hedid,didn'the,Pheeb?"
"Thathedid,Dick。Dearheart,IhardlyknowwhetherIaminmysensesornot,seeinghima-lookingsoblank。Youtryhim。"
Dickcameforward。"Sureyourememberme,sir。DickDale。Youcutmythroat,andsavedmylife。"
"Cutyourthroat!why,thatwouldkillyou。"
"Notthewayyoudoneit。Well,sir,youain'tthemanyouwas,thatisclear;butyouwasagoodfriendtome,andthere'smyhand。"
"Thankyou,Dick,"saidStaines,andtookhishand。"Idon'trememberYOU。Perhapsyouareoneofthepast。Thepastisdeadwalltome——adarkdeadwall,"andheputhishandstohisheadwithalookofdistress。
Everybodytherenowsuspectedthetruth,andsomepointedmysteriouslytotheirownheads。
Phoebewhisperedaninquirytothesickperson。
Hesaidalittlepettishly,"AllIknowis,heisthekindestattendantintheward,andveryattentive。"
"Oh,then,heisinthepublichospital。"
"Ofcourseheis。"
Theinvalid,withtheselfishnessofhisclass,thenbeggedStainestotakehimoutofallthisbustledowntothebeach。Stainescompliedatonce,withtheutmostmeekness,andsaid,"Good-by,oldfriends;forgivemefornotrememberingyou。Itismygreatafflictionthatthepastisgonefromme——gone,gone。"Andhewentsadlyaway,drawinghissickchargelikeapatientmule。
PhoebeFalconlookedafterhim,andbegantocry。
"Nay,nay,Phoebe,"saidDick;"don'tyetakeonaboutit。"
"Iwonderatyou,"sobbedPhoebe。"Goodpeople,I'mfonderofmybrotherthanheisofhimself,itseems;forIcan'ttakeitsoeasy。Well,theworldisfulloftrouble。Letusdowhatweareherefor。ButIshallprayforthepoorsouleverynight,thathismindmaybegivenbacktohim。"
Sothenshebustled,andgaveherselftogettingthecattleonshore,andthethingsputonboardherwagon。
Butwhenthiswasdone,shesaidtoherbrother,"Dick,Ididnotthinkanythingonearthcouldtakemyheartoffthecattleandthethingswehavegotfromhome;butIcan'tleavethiswithoutgoingtothehospitalaboutourpoordeardoctor:anditislateformakingastart,anyway——andyoumustn'tforgetthenewspapersforReginald——heissofondofthem——andyoumustcontrivetohaveonesentoutregularafterthis,andI'llgotothehospital。"
Shewent,andsawtheheaddoctor,andtoldhimhehadgotanattendantthereshehadknowninEnglandinaverydifferentcondition,andshehadcometoseeiftherewasanythingshecoulddoforhim——forshefeltverygratefultohim,andgrievedtoseehimso。
Thedoctorwaspleasedandsurprised,andputseveralquestions。
ThenshegavehimaclearstatementofwhathehaddoneforDickinEngland。
"Well,"saidthedoctor,"Ibelieveitisthesameman;for,nowyoutellmethis——yes,oneofthenursestoldmeheknewmoreaboutmedicinethanshedid。Hisname,ifyouplease。"
"Hisname,sir?"
"Yes,hisname。Ofcourseyouknowhisname。IsitChristie?"
"Doctor,"saidPhoebe,blushing,"Idon'tknowwhatyouwillthinkofme,butIdon'tknowhisname。Lawsforgiveme,Ineverhadthesensetoaskit。"
Ashadeofsuspicioncrossedthedoctor'sface。
Phoebesawit,andcoloredtothetemples。"Oh,sir,"shecriedpiteously,"don'tgofortothinkIhavetoldyoualie!whyshouldI?andindeedIamnotofthatsort,norDickneither。Sir,I'llbringhimtoyou,andhewillsaythesame。Well,wewereallinterrorandconfusion,andImethimaccidentallyinthestreet。Hewasonlyacustomertillthen,andpaidreadymoney,sothatishowIneverknewhisname,butifIhadn'tbeenthegreatestfoolinEngland,Ishouldhaveaskedhiswife。"
"What!hehasawife?"
"Ay,sir,theloveliestladyyoueverclappedeyeson,andheisalmostashandsome;haseyesinhisheadlikejewels;'twasbythemIknewhimonthequay,andIthinkheknewmyvoiceagain,saidasgoodashehadhearditinpasttimes。"
"Didhe?Thenwehavegothim,"criedthedoctorenergetically。
"La,Sir。"
"Yes;ifheknowsyourvoice,youwillbeableintimetoleadhismemoryback;atleast,Ithinkso。DoyouliveinCapeTown?"
"Dearheart,no。Iliveatmyownfarm,ahundredandeightymilesfromthis。"
"Whatapity!"
"Why,sir?"
"Well——hum!"
"Oh,ifyouthinkIcoulddothepoordoctorgoodbyhavinghimwithme,youhaveonlytosaytheword,andouthegoeswithDickandmeto-morrowmorning。Weshouldhavestartedforhometo-
night,butforthis。"
"Areyouinearnest,madam?"saidthedoctor,openinghiseyes。
"Wouldyoureallyencumberyourselfwithapersonwhosereasonisinsuspense,andmayneverreturn?"
"Butthatisnothisfault,sir。Why,ifadoghadsavedmybrother'slife,I'dtakeithome,andkeepitallitsdays;andthisisaman,andaworthyman。Oh,sir,whenIsawhimbroughtdownso,andhisbeautifuleyescloudedlike,myverybosomyearnedoverthepoorsoul;akindactdoneindearoldEngland,whocanseethemanintroublehere,andnotrepayit——ay,ifitcostone'sblood。Butindeedheisstrongandhealthy,andhandsarealwaysscarceourway,andtheoddsarehewillearnhismeatonewayort'other;andifhedoesn't,why,allthebetterforme;Ishallhavethepleasureofservinghimfornoughtthatonceservedmeforneithermoneynorreward。"
"Youareagoodwoman,"saidthedoctorwarmly。
"There'sbetter,andthere'sworse,"saidPhoebequietly,andevenalittlecoldly。
"Moreofthelatter,"saidthedoctordryly。"Well,Mrs——?"
"Falcon,sir。"
"Weshallhandhimovertoyourcare:butfirst——justforform——ifyouareamarriedwoman,weshouldliketoseeDickhere:heisyourhusband,Ipresume。"
Ploebelaughedmerrily。"Dickismybrother;andhecan'tbesparedtocomehere。Dick!he'dsayblackwaswhiteifItoldhimto。"
"Thenletusseeyourhusbandaboutit——justforform。"
"Myhusbandisatthefarm。Icouldnotventuresofaraway,andnotleavehimincharge。"Ifshehadsaid,"Iwillnotbringhimintotemptation,"thatwouldhavebeennearerthetruth。"Letthatflystickonthewall,sir。WhatIdo,myhusbandwillapprove。"
"Iseehowitis。Youruletheroost。"
Phoebedidnotreplypoint-blanktothat;shemerelysaid,"Allmychickensarehappy,greatandsmall,"andanexpressionoflofty,womanly,innocentprideilluminatedherfaceandmadeitsuperbforamoment。
Inshort,itwassettledthatStainesshouldaccompanyhernextmorningtoDale'sKloofFarm,ifhechose。Oninquiry,itappearedthathehadjustreturnedtothehospitalwithhispatient。Hewassentfor,andPhoebeaskedhimsweetlyifhewouldgowithhertoherhouse,onehundredandeightymilesaway,andshewouldbekindtohim。
"Onthewater?"
"Nay,byland;but'tisafinecountry,andyouwillseebeautifuldeerandthingsrunningacrosstheplains,and"——
"ShallIfindthepastagain,thepastagain?"
"Ay,poorsoul,thatweshall,Godwilling。YouandI,wewillhuntittogether。"
Helookedather,andgaveherhishand。"Iwillgowithyou。
Yourfacebelongstothepast,sodoesyourvoice。"
Hetheninquired,ratherabruptly,hadsheanychildren。Shesmiled。
"Ay,thatIhave,theloveliestlittleboyyoueversaw。Whenyouareasyouusedtobe,youwillbehisdoctor,won'tyou?"
"Yes,Iwillnursehim,andyouwillhelpmefindthepast。"
PhoebethenbeggedStainestobereadytostartatsixinthemorning。SheandDickwouldtakehimupontheirway。
Whileshewastalkingtohimthedoctorslippedout,andtotellthetruthhewenttoconsultwithanotherauthority,whetherheshouldtakethisopportunityoftellingStainesthathehadmoneyandjewelsatthebank:hehimselfwashalfinclinedtodoso;buttheother,whohadnotseenPhoebe'sface,advisedhimtodonothingofthekind。"Theyarealwaysshortofmoney,thesecolonialfarmers,"saidhe;"shewouldgeteveryshillingoutofhim。"
"Mostwould;butthisissuchanhonestface。"
"Well,butsheisamother,yousay。"
"Yes。"
"Well,whatmothercouldbejusttoalunatic,withherownsweetangelbabestoprovidefor?"
"Thatistrue,"saidDr。"Maternalloveisapttomodifytheconscience。"
"WhatIwoulddo,——Iwouldtakeheraddress,andmakeherpromisetowriteifhegetswell,andifhedoesgetwellthenwritetoHIM,andtellhimallaboutit。"
Dr——actedonthisshrewdadvice,andorderedabundletobemadeupforthetravelleroutofthehospitalstores:itcontainedanicelightsummersuitandtwochangesoflinen。
CHAPTERXVIII。
Nextmorning,StainesandDickDalewalkedthroughthestreetsofCapeTownsidebyside。Dickfelttheuneasinessofasaneman,notfamiliarwiththementallyafflicted,whosuddenlyfindshimselfalonewithone。Insanityturnsmenoftenestintosheepandhares;butitdoesnowandthenmakethemwolvesandtigers;andthathassaddledtheinsaneingeneralwithacharacterforferocity。YoungDale,then,castmanyasuspiciousglanceathiscomrade,ashetookhimalong。Theseglanceswerereassuring:
Christopher'sfacehadnolongerthemobility,theexpressivechanges,thatmarkthesuperiormind;hiscountenancewasmonotonous:buttheoneexpressionwasengaging;therewasasweet,patient,lamb-likelook:thegloriouseyealittletroubledandperplexed,butwonderfullymild。DickDalelookedandlooked,andhisuneasinessvanished。Andthemorehelooked,themoredidacertainwondercreepoverhim,andmakehimscarcebelievethethingheknew;viz。,thatalearneddoctorhadsavedhimfromthejawsofdeathbyrareknowledge,sagacity,courage,andskillcombined:andthatmightymanofwisdomwasbroughtdowntothislamb,andwouldgonorth,south,east,orwest,withsweetandperfectsubmission,evenashe,DickDale,shouldappoint。WiththesereflectionshonestDickfelthiseyesgetalittlemisty,and,tousethosewordsofScripture,whichnothingcansurpassorequal,hisbowelsyearnedovertheman。
AsforChristopher,helookedstraightforward,andsaidnotawordtilltheyclearedthetown;butwhenhesawthevastfloweryvale,andthefar-offviolethills,likeScotlandglorified,heturnedtoDickwithanineffableexpressionofsweetnessandgoodfellowship,andsaid,"Oh,beautiful!We'llhuntthepasttogether。"
"We——will——SO,"saidDick,withasturdyandindeedalmostasternresolution。
Now,thishesaid,notthathecaredforthepast,norintendedtowastethepresentbygoinguponitspredecessor'strail;buthehadcometoaresolution——fullthreeminutesago——tohumorhiscompaniontothetopofhisbent,andsay"Yes"withhypocriticalvigortoeverythingnotdirectlyandimmediatelydestructivetohimandhis。
Thenextmomenttheyturnedacornerandcameupontherestoftheirparty,hithertohiddenbytheapricothedgeandaturningintheroad。Ablue-blackKafir,withtwoyellowHottentotdrivers,manandboy,washarnessing,inthemostprimitivemode,fourhorsesontothesixoxenattachedtothewagon;andthehorseswereflatteningtheirears,andotherwiseresentingtheincongruity。Meantimeafourthfigure,acolossalyoungKafirwoman,lookedonsuperiorwithfoldedarms,likeasableJunolookingdownwiththatabsolutecomposureuponthestrugglesofmanandotheranimals,whichLucretiusandhismasterEpicurusassignedtotheDivinenature。Withoutjesting,thegrandeur,majesty,andreposeofthisfigurewereunsurpassableinnature,andsuchashavevanishedfromsculpturetwothousandyearsandmore。
DickDalejoinedthegroupimmediately,andsoonarrangedthematter。Meantime,Phoebedescendedfromthewagon,andwelcomedChristopherverykindly,andaskedhimifhewouldliketositbesideher,ortowalk。
Heglancedintothewagon;itwascoveredandcurtained,anddarkasacupboard。"Ithink,"saidhe,timidly,"Ishallseemoreofthepastouthere。"
"Soyouwill,poorsoul,"saidPhoebekindly,"andbetterforyourhealth:butyoumustnotgofarfromthewagon,forI'mafidget;
andIhavegotthecareofyounow,youknow,forwantofabetter。
Come,Ucatella;youmustridewithme,andhelpmesortthethings;
theyareallhiggledy-piggledy。"Sothosetwogotintothewagonthroughthebackcurtains。ThentheKafirdriverflourishedhiskambok,orlongwhip,intheair,andmadeitcracklikeapistol,andthehorsesreared,andtheoxenstartedandslowlyboredinbetweenthem,fortheywhinnied,andkicked,andspreadoutlikeafanallovertheroad;butaflickortwofromtheterriblekamboksoonsentthembleedingandtremblingandrubbingshoulders,andtheoxen,mildlybutpersistentlygoringtheirrecalcitratinghaunches,theintelligentanimalswentahead,andrevengedthemselvesbybreakingtheharness。ButthatgoesforlittleinCapetravel。
Thebodyofthewagonwaslongandlowandverystout。Thetiltstrongandtight-made。Theroofinside,andmostofthesides,linedwithgreenbaize。Curtainsofthesametothelittlewindowandtheback。Therewasasortofholdliterallybuiltfullofpurchases;asmallfireproofsafe;hugeblocksofsalt;saws,axes,pickaxes,adzes,flails,toolsinnumerable,balesofwoolandlinenstuff,hams,andtwohundredemptysacksstrewnoverall。Inlargepigeon-holesfixedtothesideswerelightgoods,groceries,collars,glaringcottonhandkerchiefsforPhoebe'saboriginaldomestics,sincenoteveryyeardidshegotoCapeTown,atwentydays'journeybywagon:thingsdangledfromtheveryroof;butnohardgoodsthere,ifyouplease,tobatterone'sheadinaspill。
Outsidewerelatticedgrooveswithtent,tent-poles,andrifles。
Greatpiecesofcork,andbagsofhayandcorn,hungdanglingfrommightyhooks——thelattertofeedthecattle,shouldtheybecompelledtocampoutonsomesterilespotontheVeldt,andmethinkstoactasbuffers,shouldthewholeconcernrolldownanullahorlittleprecipice,noveryuncommonincidentintheblessedregiontheymustpasstoreachDale'sKloof。
Harnessmended;freshstart。TheHottentotsandKafirvociferatedandyelled,andmadetheunearthlyrowofadozenwildbeastswrangling:thehorsesdrewthebullocks,theythewagon;itcrawledandcreaked,anditsappendageswobbledfinely。
Slowlytheycreakedandwobbledpastapricothedgesanddetachedhousesandhuts,andgotintoanopencountrywithoutatree,buthereandthereastuntedcamel-thorn。
Thesoilwasarid,andgrewlittlefoodformanorbeast;yet,byasingularfreakofnature,itputforthabundantlythingsthathereathomewefindithardertoraisethanhomelygrassandoats;thegroundwasthicklycladwithflowersofdelightfulhues;pyramidsofsnoworrose-colorborderedthetrack;yellowandcrimsonstarsbejewelledtheground,andathousandbulbousplantsburstintoallimaginablecolors,andspreadarainbowcarpettothefootoftheviolethills;andallthisglowed,andgleamed,andglitteredinasunshiningwithincrediblebrightnessandpurityoflight,but,somehow,withoutgivingaheadacheormakingtheairsultry。
Christopherfelltogatheringflowers,andinterrogatingthepastbymeansofthem;forhehadstudiedbotany:thepastgavehimbacksomepitiablyvagueideas。Hesighed。"Nevermind,"saidhetoDick,andtappedhisforehead:"itishere:itisonlylockedup。"
"Allright,"saidDick;"nothingislostwhenyouknowwhere'tis。"
"Thisisabeautifulcountry,"suggestedChristopher。"Itisallflowers。Itislikethegardenof——thegardenof——lockedup。"
"Itisde——light——ful,"repliedtheself-compelledoptimiststurdily。Butherenaturegaveway;hewasobligedtorelievehisagriculturalbilebygettingintothecartandcomplainingtohissister。"'Twilltakeusallourtimetocurehim。Hehavebeenbepraisingthisheresoil,whichitisonlyfittocleanthewomen'skettles。'Twouldn'tfeedthreelarkstoanacre,Iknow;
no,NORHALFSOMANY。"
"Poorsoul!mayhaptheflowershavetookhiseye。Sithereabit,Dick。Iwanttotalktoyouaboutamanythings。"
Whilethesetwowereconversing,Ucatella,whowasveryfondofPhoebe,butabhorredwagons,steppedoutandstalkedbytheside,likeanostrich,acamelopard,oraTaglioni;nordidtheeffortwithwhichshesubduedherstridetothepaceoftheprocessionappear:itwasthepoetryofwalking。Christopheradmireditamoment;butthenobleexpansetemptedhim,andhestrodeforthlikeagiant,hislungsinflatinginthegloriousair,andsoonleftthewagonfarbehind。
Theconsequencewasthatwhentheycametoahalt,andDickandPhoebegotouttoreleaseandwaterthecattle,therewasChristopher'sfigureretiringintospace。
"HancremaegretulitPhoebe,"asmyoldfriendLivywouldsay。
"Ohdear!ohdear!ifhestrayssofarfromus,hewillbeeatenupatnightfallbyjackals,orlions,orsomething。Oneofyoumustgoafterhim。"
"Mego,missy,"saidUcatellazealously,pleasedwithanexcuseforstretchinghermagnificentlimbs。
"Ay,butmayhaphewillnotcomebackwithYOU:willhe,Dick?"
"Thathewill,likealamb。"Dickwantedtolookafterthecattle。
"Yuke,mygirl,"saidPhoebe,"listen。Hehasbeenagoodfriendofoursintrouble;andnowheisnotquiterightHERE。Sobeverykindtohim,butbesureandbringhimback,orkeephimtillwecome。"
"Mebringhimbackalive,certainsure,"saidUcatella,smilingfromeartoear。Shestartedwithasuddenglide,likeaboattakingthewater,andappearedalmosttosaunteraway,soeasywasthemotion;butwhenyoulookedatthegroundshewascovering,thestride,orglide,orwhateveritwas,wasamazing。
"Sheseem'dinwalkingtodevourtheway。"
Christopherwalkedfast,butnothinglikethis;andashestoppedattimestobotanizeandgazeattheviolethills,andinterrogatethepast,shecameupwithhimaboutfivemilesfromthehalting-
place。
Shelaidherhandquietlyonhisshoulder,andsaid,withabroadgenialsmile,andamusicalchuckle,"Ucatellacomeforyou。Missywanttospeakyou。"
"Oh!verywell;"andheturnedbackwithher,directly;butshetookhimbythehandtomakesure;andtheymarchedbackpeaceably,insilence,andhandinhand。Buthelookedandlookedather,andatlasthestoppeddeadshort,andsaid,alittlearrogantly,"Come,IknowYOU。YOUarenotlockedup;"andheinspectedherpoint-blank。Shestoodlikeanantiquestatue,andfacedtheexamination。"Youare'thenoblesavage,'"saidhe,havingconcludedhisinspection。
"Nay,"saidshe。"Ibethehousemaid。"
"Thehousemaid?"
"Iss,thehousemaid,Ucatella。Socomeon。"Andshedrewhimalong,soreperplexed。
Theymetthecavalcadeamilefromthehalting-place,andPhoebeapologizedalittletoChristopher。"Ihopeyou'llexcuseme,sir,"saidshe,"butIamjustforalltheworldlikeahenwithherchickens;ifbutonestrays,I'mallinafluttertillIgethimback。"
"Madam,"saidChristopher,"Iamveryunhappyatthewaythingsarelockedup。Pleasetellmetruly,isthis'thehousemaid,'or'thenoblesavage'?"
"Well,sheisboth,ifyougotothat,andthebestcreatureeverbreathed。"
"ThensheIS'thenoblesavage'?"
"Ay,sotheycallher,becausesheisblack。"
"Then,thankHeaven,"saidChristopher,"thepastisnotalllockedup。"
Thatafternoontheystoppedataninn。ButDicksleptinthecart。
Atthreeinthemorningtheytooktheroadagain,andcreakedalongsupernaturallyloudunderapurplefirmamentstuddedwithhugestars,allbrightasmoons,thatlitthewayquiteclear,andshowedblackthingsinnumerableflittingtoandfro;thesemadePhoebeshudder,butwerenodoubtharmless;stillDickcarriedhisdoublerifle,andarevolverinhisbelt。
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