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第43章

  Yetwhereaswewereout-at-elbows,thecarpentersweresleek,respectable,monied,well-cladfellows。Also,therewassomethingdourandirritatingaboutthem,since,foronething,theyhadfailedtorespondtoourgreetingonourfirstappearance,andeyeduswithnothingbutdislikeandsuspicion。Hence,hurtbytheirchillyattitude,wehadwithdrawnfromtheirimmediateneighbourhood,constructedacausewayofsteppingstonestotheeasternbankoftherivulet,andtakenupourabodebeneaththechaoticgreymistswhichenvelopedthemountainsideinthatdirection。
  Also,overthecarpenterstherewasaforeman——amanwhosebonyframe,cladinawhiteshirtandapairofwhitetrousers,lookedalwaysasthoughitwereready-attiredfordeath。Moreover,heworenocaptoconcealtheyellowpatchofbaldnesswhichcoveredmostofhishead,and,inaddition,hisnosewassquatandgrey,hisneckandfacehadoverthemskinofaporous,pumice-likeconsistency,hiseyesweregreenanddim,anduponhisfeaturestherewasstampedadeadanddisagreeableexpression。Tobecandid,however,behindthedarklipslayasetoffine,closeteeth,whilethehairsofthegreybeardabeardtrimmedaftertheTartarfashionwerethickand,seemingly,soft。
  Neverdidthismanputahandactuallytothework;alwayshekeptroamingaboutwiththelarge,rigid-lookingfingersofhishandstuckedintohisbelt,andhisfixedandexpressionlesseyesscanningthebarraque,themen,andtheworkashislipsventedsomesuchlinesas:
  OhGodourFather,boundhastThouAcrownofthornsuponmybrow!
  Listentomyhumbleprayer!
  LightentheburdenwhichIbear!
  “Whatonearthcanbeintheman’smind?“onceremarkedtheex-
  soldier,withafrowningglanceatthesinger。
  Asforourduties,mymatesandIhadnothingtodo,andsoonbegantofindthetimetedious。Forhispart,themanwiththeCossackphysiognomyscaledthemountainside;whencehecouldbeheardwhistlingandsnappingtwigswithhisheavyfeet,whiletheex-soldierselectedaspacebetweentworocksforashelteroface-roseboughs,and,stretchinghimselfonhisstomach,felltosmokingstrongmountaintobaccoinhislargemeerschaumpipeasdimly,dreamilyhecontemplatedtheplayofthemountaintorrent。
  Lastly,Imyselfselectedaseatonarockwhichoverhungthebrook,dippedmyfeetinthecoolnessofthewater,andproceededtomendmyshirt。
  Atintervals,thedefilewouldconveytoourearsadullechoofsoundssowhollyatvariancewiththelocalityasmuffledhammer-
  blows,ascreechingofsaws,araspingofplanes,andaconfusedmurmurofhumanvoices。
  Also,amoistbreezeblewconstantlyfromthedark-bluedepthsofthedefile,andcausedthestiff,uprightlarchesontheknollbehindthebarraquetorustletheirboughs,anddistilledfromtheranksoilthevoluptuousscentsoface-roseandpitch-pine,andevokedinthetrees’quietgloomasoft,crooning,somnolentlullaby。
  Aboutasazhen[Fathom]belowthelevelofthebarraquetherecoursednoisilyoveritsbedofstonesarivuletwhitewithfoam。
  Yetthoughofothersoundsinthevicinitytherewerebutfew,thegeneraleffectwastosuggestthateverythingintheneighbourhoodwasspeakingorsingingataleofsuchsortastoshamethehumanspeciesintosilence。
  Onourownsideofthevalleythegroundlaybathedinsunshine——
  layscorchedtothepointofseemingtohavespreadoveritatissue-cloth。Oldgoldincolour,whilefromeverysidearosethesweetperfumeofdriedgrasses,andindarkcleftstherecouldbeseensproutingthelong,straightspearsandfiery,reddish,cone-shapedblossomsofthatbold,hardyplantwhichisknowntousassaxifrage——theplantofwhichthecontemplationmakesonelongtoburstintomusic,andfillsone’swholebodywithsensuouslanguor。
  Lacedwithpalpitating,snow-whitefoam,thebeautifulrivuletpursueditssportivewayovertessellatedstoneswhichflashedthroughtheeddiesoftheglassy,sunlit,amber-colouredwaterwiththesilkensheenofapatchworkcarpetorcostlyshawlofCashmir。
  ThroughthemouthofthedefileonecouldreachthevalleyoftheSunzha,whence,sincemenwerether,buildingarailwaytoPetrovskontheCaspianSea,therekeptissuingandbreakingagainstthecragsadullrumbleofexplosions,ofironraspedagainststone,ofwhistlesofworkslocomotives,andofanimatedhumanvoices。
  Fromthebarraquethedistancetothepointwherethedefiledeboucheduponthevalleywasaboutahundredpaces,andasoneissuedthenceonecouldsee,awaytotheleft,thelevelsteppesoftheCis-Caucasus,withaboundarywallofbluehills,toppedbythesilver-hewnsaddleofMountElburzbehindit。True,forthemostpartthesteppeshadadry,yellow,sandylook,withmerelyhereandtheredarkpatchesofgardensorblackpoplarclumpswhichrenderedthegoldenglaremoreglaringstill;yetalsotherecouldbediscernedontheexpansefarmbuildingsshapedlikelumpsofsugarorbutter,with,intheirvicinity,toylikehumanbeingsanddiminutivecattle——thewholeshimmeringandmeltinginamiragebornoftheheat。Andatthemeresightofthosesteppes,withtheirembroideryofsilkundertheblueofthezenith,one’smusclestightened,andonefeltinspiredwithalongingtospringtoone’sfeet,closeone’seyes,andwalkforeverwiththesoft,mournfulsongofthewastecrooninginone’sears。
  TotherightalsoofthedefilelaythewindingvalleyoftheSunzha,withmorehills;andabovethosehillshungthebluesky,andintheirflankswerecleftswhich,fullofgreymist,keptemittingaceaselessdinoflabour,asoundofdullexplosions,asagreatpuissantforceattainedrelease。
  Yetalmostatthesamemomentwouldthathurly-burlysomergewiththeechoofourdefile,sobecomeburiedinthedefile’sverdureandrockcrevices,thatoncemoretheplacewouldseemtobesingingonlyitsowngentle,gracioussong。
  And,shouldoneturntoglanceupthedefile,itcouldbeseentogrownarrowerandnarrowerasitascendedtowardsthemists,andthelattertogrowthickerandthickeruntilthewholedefilewasswathedinadarkbluepall。Higheryettherecouldbediscernedthebrilliantgleamofbluesky。Higheryetonecoulddistinguishtheice-cappedpeakofKaraDagh,floatinganddissolvingamidthefromhereinvisiblesunlight。Highestofallagainbroodedtheserene,steadfastpeaceofheaven。
  Also,everythingwasbathedinastrangetintofbluishgrey:towhichcircumstancemusthavebeenduethefactthatalwaysone’ssoulfeltfilledwithrestlessness,one’sheartstirredtodisquietude,andfiredaswithintoxication,chargedwithincomprehensiblethoughts,andconsciousasofasummonstosetforthforsomeunknowndestination。
  Theforemanofthecarpentersshadedhiseyestogazeinourdirection;andashedidso,hedrawledandraspedoutintediousfashion:
  “Someshalltotheleftbesent,AndinthepitofHellliepent。
  Whileothers,holdingpalminhand,ShallonGod’srighttakeuptheirstand。“
  “DIDyouhearthat?“theex-soldiergrowledthroughclenchedteeth。“’Palminhand’indeed!Why,thefellowmustbeaMennoniteoraMolokan,thoughthetwo,really,areone,andabsolutelyindistinguishable,aswellasequallyfoolish。Yes,’palminhand’indeed!“
  SimilarlycouldIunderstandtheex-soldier’sindignation,for,likehim,Ifeltthatsuchdreary,monotonoussingingwasaltogetheroutofplaceinaspotwhereeverythingcouldtrollasongsodelightfulastoleadonetowishtohearnothingmore,tohearonlythewhisperingoftheforestandthebabblingofthestream。Andespeciallyoutofplacedidtheterms“palm“and“Mennonite“appear。
  YetIhadnogreatlovefortheex-soldier。Somehowhejarreduponme。Middle-aged,squat,square,andbleachedwiththesun,hehadfadedeyes,flattened-outfeatures,andanexpressionofrestlessmoroseness。NevercouldImakeoutwhathereallywanted,whathewasreallyseeking。Forinstance,once,afterreviewingtheCaucasusfromKhassav-UrttoNovorossisk,andfromBatumtoDerbent,and,duringthereview,crossingthemountainrangebythreedifferentroutesatleast,heremarkedwithadisparagingsmile:
  “IsupposetheLordGodmadethecountry。“
  “Youdonotlikeit,then?HowshouldI?GoodfornothingiswhatIcallit。“
  Then,withafurtherglanceatme,andatwistofhissinewyneck,headded:
  “However,notbadaltogetherareitsforests。“
  AnativeofKaluga,hehadservedinTashkend,and,infightingwiththeChechintzesofthatregion,hadbeenwoundedintheheadwithastone。Yetashetoldmethestoryofthisincident,hesmiledshamefacedly,and,throughout,kepthisglassyeyesfixedupontheground。
  “ThoughIamashamedtoconfessit,“hesaid,“onceawomanchippedapieceoutofme。Yousee,thewomenofthatregionareshriekingdevils——thereisnootherwordforit;andwhenwecapturedavillagecalledAkhal-Tiapaanumberofthemhadtobecutup,sothattheylayaboutinheaps,andtheirbloodmadewalkingslippery。Justasourcompanyofthereserveenteredthestreet,somethingcaughtmeonthehead。Afterwards,Ilearntthatawomanonaroofhadthrownastone,and,liketherest,hadhadtobeputoutoftheway。“
  Here,knittinghisbrows,theex-soldierwentoninmoreseriousvein:
  “Yetallthatfolkusedtosayaboutthosewomen,abouttheirhavingbeardstoshave,turnedouttobesomuchgossip,asI
  ascertainedformyself。Ididsobyliftingthewoman’sskirtonthepointofmybayonet,whenIperceivedthat,thoughshewaslean,andsmeltlikeagoat,shewasquiteasregularas,as——“
  “Thingsmusthavebeenindeedterribleonthatexpedition!“I
  interposed。