首页 >出版文学> Tom Brown’s Schooldays>第16章
  hischeeryvoiceringsoutoverthefield,andhiseyeiseverywhere。Andifthesemisstheball,anditrollsdangerouslyinfrontofourgoal,CrabJonesandhismenhaveseizeditandsentitawaytowardsthesideswiththeunerringdrop-kick。Thisisworthlivingfor——thewholesumofschool-
  boyexistencegatheredupintoonestraining,strugglinghalf-
  hour,ahalf-hourworthayearofcommonlife。
  Thequartertofivehasstruck,andtheplayslackensforaminutebeforegoal;butthereisCrew,theartfuldodger,drivingtheballinbehindourgoal,ontheislandside,whereourquartersareweakest。Istherenoonetomeethim?Yes;
  lookatlittleEast!Theballisjustatequaldistancesbetweenthetwo,andtheyrushtogether,theyoungmanofseventeenandtheboyoftwelve,andkickitatthesamemoment。
  Crewpassesonwithoutastagger;Eastishurledforwardbytheshock,andplungesonhisshoulder,asifhewouldburyhimselfintheground;buttheballrisesstraightintotheair,andfallsbehindCrew’sback,whilethe“bravoes“oftheSchool-
  houseattestthepluckiestchargeofallthathard-foughtday。
  WarnerpicksEastuplameandhalfstunned,andhehobblesbackintogoal,consciousofhavingplayedtheman。
  Andnowthelastminutesarecome,andtheSchoolgatherfortheirlastrush,everyboyofthehundredandtwentywhohasarunleftinhim。Recklessofthedefenceoftheirowngoal,ontheycomeacrossthelevelbig-sideground,theballwelldownamongstthem,straightforourgoal,likethecolumnoftheOldGuarduptheslopeatWaterloo。Allformerchargeshavebeenchild’splaytothis。WarnerandHedgehavemetthem,butstillontheycome。Thebull-dogsrushinforthelasttime;theyarehurledoverorcarriedback,strivinghand,foot,andeyelids。
  OldBrookecomessweepingroundtheskirtsoftheplay,andturningshortround,picksouttheveryheartofthescrummage,andplungesin。Itwaversforamoment;hehastheball。No,ithaspassedhim,andhisvoiceringsoutclearovertheadvancingtide,“Lookoutingoal!“CrabJonescatchesitforamoment;butbeforehecankick,therushisuponhimandpassesoverhim;andhepickshimselfupbehindthemwithhisstrawinhismouth,alittledirtier,butascoolasever。
  TheballrollsslowlyinbehindtheSchool-housegoal,notthreeyardsinfrontofadozenofthebiggestSchoolplayers-up。
  TherestandstheSchool-houseprepostor,safestofgoal-keepers,andTomBrownbyhisside,whohaslearnedhistradebythistime。Nowisyourtime,Tom。ThebloodofalltheBrownsisup,andthetworushintogether,andthrowthemselvesontheball,undertheveryfeetoftheadvancingcolumn——theprepostoronhishandsandknees,archinghisback,andTomallalongonhisface。Overthemtoppletheleadersoftherush,shootingoverthebackoftheprepostor,butfallingflatonTom,andknockingallthewindoutofhissmallcarcass。“Ourball,“saystheprepostor,risingwithhisprize;“butgetupthere;there’salittlefellowunderyou。“Theyarehauledandrolloffhim,andTomisdiscovered,amotionlessbody。
  OldBrookepickshimup。“Standback,givehimair,“hesays;
  andthenfeelinghislimbs,adds,“Nobonesbroken——Howdoyoufeel,youngun?“
  “Hah-hah!“gaspsTom,ashiswindcomesback;“prettywell,thankyou——allright。“
  “Whoishe?“saysBrooke。
  “Oh,it’sBrown;he’sanewboy;Iknowhim,“saysEast,comingup。
  “Well,heisapluckyyoungster,andwillmakeaplayer,“saysBrooke。
  Andfiveo’clockstrikes。“Noside“iscalled,andthefirstdayoftheSchool-housematchisover。
  “Somefoodwehad。“-Shakespeare。
  [Greektext]-Theocr。Id。
  Astheboysscatteredawayfromtheground,andEast,leaningonTom’sarm,andlimpingalong,wasbeginningtoconsiderwhatluxurytheyshouldgoandbuyforteatocelebratethatgloriousvictory,thetwoBrookescamestridingby。OldBrookecaughtsightofEast,andstopped;puthishandkindlyonhisshoulder,andsaid,“Bravo,youngster;youplayedfamously。Notmuchthematter,Ihope?“
  “No,nothingatall,“saidEast——“onlyalittletwistfromthatcharge。“
  “Well,mindandgetallrightfornextSaturday。“Andtheleaderpassedon,leavingEastbetterforthosefewwordsthanalltheopodeldocinEnglandwouldhavemadehim,andTomreadytogiveoneofhisearsforasmuchnotice。Ah!lightwordsofthosewhomweloveandhonour,whatapoweryeare,andhowcarelesslywieldedbythosewhocanuseyou!SurelyforthesethingsalsoGodwillaskanaccount。
  “Tea’sdirectlyafterlocking-up,yousee,“saidEast,hobblingalongasfastashecould,“soyoucomealongdowntoSallyHarrowell’s;that’sourSchool-housetuck-shop。Shebakessuchstunningmurphies,we’llhaveapenn’ortheachfortea。Comealong,orthey’llallbegone。“
  Tom’snewpurseandmoneyburntinhispocket;hewondered,astheytoddledthroughthequadrangleandalongthestreet,whetherEastwouldbeinsultedifhesuggestedfurtherextravagance,ashehadnotsufficientfaithinapennyworthofpotatoes。Atlastheblurtedout,-
  “Isay,East,can’twegetsomethingelsebesidespotatoes?
  I’vegotlotsofmoney,youknow。“
  “Blessus,yes;Iforgot,“saidEast,“you’veonlyjustcome。
  Youseeallmytin’sbeengonethistwelveweeks——ithardlyeverlastsbeyondthefirstfortnight;andourallowanceswereallstoppedthismorningforbrokenwindows,soIhaven’tgotapenny。I’vegotatickatSally’s,ofcourse;butthenIhaterunningithigh,yousee,towardstheendofthehalf,’causeonehastoshelloutforitalldirectlyonecomesback,andthat’sabore。“
  Tomdidn’tunderstandmuchofthistalk,butseizedonthefactthatEasthadnomoney,andwasdenyinghimselfsomelittlepetluxuryinconsequence。“Well,whatshallIbuy?“saidhe,“I’muncommonhungry。“
  “Isay,“saidEast,stoppingtolookathimandresthisleg,“you’reatrump,Brown。I’lldothesamebyyounexthalf。
  Let’shaveapoundofsausagesthen。That’sthebestgrubforteaIknowof。“
  “Verywell,“saidTom,aspleasedaspossible;“wheredotheysellthem?“
  “Oh,overhere,justopposite。“Andtheycrossedthestreetandwalkedintothecleanestlittlefrontroomofasmallhouse,halfparlour,halfshop,andboughtapoundofmostparticularsausages,EasttalkingpleasantlytoMrs。Porterwhilesheputtheminpaper,andTomdoingthepayingpart。
  FromPorter’stheyadjournedtoSallyHarrowell’s,wheretheyfoundalotofSchool-houseboyswaitingfortheroastpotatoes,andrelatingtheirownexploitsintheday’smatchatthetopoftheirvoices。ThestreetopenedatonceintoSally’skitchen,alowbrick-flooredroom,withlargerecessforfire,andchimney-
  cornerseats。PoorlittleSally,themostgood-naturedandmuch-enduringofwomankind,wasbustlingabout,withanapkininherhand,fromherownoventothoseoftheneighbours’cottagesuptheyardatthebackofthehouse。Stumps,herhusband,ashort,easy-goingshoemaker,withabeery,humorouseyeandponderouscalves,wholivedmostlyonhiswife’searnings,stoodinacorneroftheroom,exchangingshotsoftheroughestdescriptionofreparteewitheveryboyinturn。“Stumps,youlout,you’vehadtoomuchbeeragainto-day。““’Twasn’tofyourpayingfor,then。““Stumps’scalvesarerunningdownintohisankles;theywanttogettograss。““Betterbedoingthatthangonealtogetherlikeyours,“etc。Verypoorstuffitwas,butitservedtomaketimepass;andeverynowandthenSallyarrivedinthemiddlewithasmokingtinofpotatoes,whichwasclearedoffinafewseconds,eachboyasheseizedhislotrunningofftothehousewith“Putmedowntwo-penn’orth,Sally;““Putdownthree-penn’orthbetweenmeandDavis,“etc。
  Howsheeverkepttheaccountssostraightasshedid,inherheadandonherslate,wasaperfectwonder。
  EastandTomgotservedatlast,andstartedbackfortheSchool-house,justasthelocking-upbellbegantoring,EastonthewayrecountingthelifeandadventuresofStumps,whowasacharacter。Amongsthisothersmallavocations,hewasthehindcarrierofasedan-chair,thelastofitsrace,inwhichtheRugbyladiesstillwentouttotea,andinwhich,whenhewasfairlyharnessedandcarryingaload,itwasthedelightofsmallandmischievousboystofollowhimandwhiphiscalves。
  ThiswastoomuchforthetemperevenofStumps,andhewouldpursuehistormentorsinavindictiveandapoplecticmannerwhenreleased,butwaseasilypacifiedbytwopencetobuybeerwith。
  Thelower-schoolboysoftheSchool-house,somefifteeninnumber,hadteainthelower-fifthschool,andwerepresidedoverbytheoldvergerorhead-porter。Eachboyhadaquarterofaloafofbreadandpatofbutter,andasmuchteaashepleased;andtherewasscarcelyonewhodidn’taddtothissomefurtherluxury,suchasbakedpotatoes,aherring,sprats,orsomethingofthesort。Butfewatthisperiodofthehalf-yearcouldliveuptoapoundofPorter’ssausages,andEastwasingreatmagnificenceuponthestrengthoftheirs。Hehadproducedatoasting-forkfromhisstudy,andsetTomtotoastthesausages,whilehemountedguardovertheirbutterandpotatoes。
  “’Cause,“asheexplained,“you’reanewboy,andthey’llplayyousometrickandgetourbutter;butyoucantoastjustaswellasI。“SoTom,inthemidstofthreeorfourmoreurchinssimilarlyemployed,toastedhisfaceandthesausagesatthesametimebeforethehugefire,tillthelattercracked;whenEastfromhiswatch-towershoutedthattheyweredone,andthenthefeastproceeded,andthefestivecupsofteawerefilledandemptied,andTomimpartedofthesausagesinsmallbitstomanyneighbours,andthoughthehadnevertastedsuchgoodpotatoesorseensuchjollyboys。Theyontheirpartswaivedallceremony,andpeggedawayatthesausagesandpotatoes,andrememberingTom’sperformanceingoal,votedEast’snewcronyabrick。Aftertea,andwhilethethingswerebeingclearedaway,theygatheredroundthefire,andthetalkonthematchstillwenton;andthosewhohadthemtoshowpulleduptheirtrousersandshowedthehackstheyhadreceivedinthegoodcause。