首页 >出版文学> TWENTY-THREE TALES>第13章
  ’Eat,ifyouwantto,’saidshe。
  Simondrewthestrangertothetable。
  ’Takeyourplace,youngman,’saidhe。
  Simoncutthebread,crumbleditintothebroth,andtheybegantoeat。
  Matryó;nasatatthecornerofthetable,restingherheadonherhandandlookingatthestranger。
  AndMatryó;nawastouchedwithpityforthestranger,andbegantofeelfondofhim。Andatoncethestranger’sfacelitup;hisbrowswerenolongerbent,heraisedhiseyesandsmiledatMatryó;na。
  Whentheyhadfinishedsupper,thewomanclearedawaythethingsandbeganquestioningthestranger。’Whereareyoufrom?’
  saidshe。
  ’Iamnotfromtheseparts。’
  ’Buthowdidyoucometobeontheroad?’
  ’Imaynottell。’
  ’Didsomeonerobyou?’
  ’Godpunishedme。’
  ’Andyouwerelyingtherenaked?’
  ’Yes,nakedandfreezing。Simonsawmeandhadpityonme。Hetookoffhiscoat,putitonmeandbroughtmehere。Andyouhavefedme,givenmedrink,andshownpityonme。Godwillrewardyou!’
  Matryó;narose,tookfromthewindowSimon’soldshirtshehadbeenpatching,andgaveittothestranger。Shealsobroughtoutapairoftrousersforhim。
  ’There,’saidshe,’Iseeyouhavenoshirt。Putthison,andliedownwhereyouplease,intheloftorontheoven[8]。’
  Thestrangertookoffthecoat,putontheshirt,andlaydownintheloft。Matryó;naputoutthecandle,tookthecoat,andclimbedtowhereherhusbandlay。
  Matryó;nadrewtheskirtsofthecoatoverherandlaydown,butcouldnotsleep;shecouldnotgetthestrangeroutofhermind。
  Whensherememberedthathehadeatentheirlastpieceofbreadandthattherewasnoneforto-morrowandthoughtoftheshirtandtrousersshehadgivenaway,shefeltgrieved;butwhensherememberedhowhehadsmiled,herheartwasglad。
  LongdidMatryó;nalieawake,andshenoticedthatSimonalsowasawake——hedrewthecoattowardshim。
  ’Simon!’
  ’Well?’
  ’Youhavehadthelastofthebread,andIhavenotputanytorise。
  Idon’tknowwhatweshalldotomorrow。PerhapsIcanborrowsomeofneighbourMartha。’
  ’Ifwe’realiveweshallfindsomethingtoeat。’
  Thewomanlaystillawhile,andthensaid,’Heseemsagoodman,butwhydoeshenottelluswhoheis?’
  ’Isupposehehashisreasons。’
  ’Simon!’
  ’Well?’
  ’Wegive;butwhydoesnobodygiveusanything?’
  Simondidnotknowwhattosay;soheonlysaid,’Letusstoptalking,’
  andturnedoverandwenttosleep。
  InthemorningSimonawoke。Thechildrenwerestillasleep;hiswifehadgonetotheneighbour’stoborrowsomebread。Thestrangeralonewassittingonthebench,dressedintheoldshirtandtrousers,andlookingupwards。Hisfacewasbrighterthanithadbeenthedaybefore。
  Simonsaidtohim,’Well,friend;thebellywantsbreadandthenakedbodyclothes。Onehastoworkforaliving。Whatworkdoyouknow?’
  ’Idonotknowany。’
  ThissurprisedSimon,buthesaid,’Menwhowanttolearncanlearnanything。’
  ’Menwork,andIwillworkalso。’
  ’Whatisyourname?’
  ’Michael。’
  ’WellMichael,ifyoudon’twishtotalkaboutyourselfthatisyourownaffair;butyou’llhavetoearnalivingforyourself。IfyouwillworkasItellyou,Iwillgiveyoufoodandshelter。’
  ’MayGodrewardyou!Iwilllearn。Showmewhattodo。’
  Simontookyarn,putitroundhisthumbandbegantotwistit。
  ’Itiseasyenough——see!’
  Michaelwatchedhim,putsomeyarnroundhisownthumbinthesameway,caughttheknack,andtwistedtheyarnalso。
  ThenSimonshowedhimhowtowaxthethread。ThisalsoMichaelmastered。
  NextSimonshowedhimhowtotwistthebristlein,andhowtosew,andthis,too,Michaellearnedatonce。
  WhateverSimonshowedhimheunderstoodatonce,andafterthreedaysheworkedasifhehadsewnbootsallhislife。Heworkedwithoutstopping,andatelittle。Whenworkwasoverhesatsilently,lookingupwards。Hehardlywentintothestreet,spokeonlywhennecessary,andneitherjokednorlaughed。Theyneversawhimsmile,exceptthatfirsteveningwhenMatryó;nagavethemsupper。
  Daybydayandweekbyweektheyearwentround。MichaellivedandworkedwithSimon。HisfamespreadtillpeoplesaidthatnoonesewedbootssoneatlyandstronglyasSimon’sworkman,Michael;andfromallthedistrictroundpeoplecametoSimonfortheirboots,andhebegantobewelloff。
  Onewinterday,asSimonandMichaelsatworkingacarriageonsledge-runners,withthreehorsesandwithbells,droveuptothehut。Theylookedoutofthewindow;thecarriagestoppedattheirdoor,afineservantjumpeddownfromtheboxandopenedthedoor。AgentlemaninafurcoatgotoutandwalkeduptoSimon’shut。UpjumpedMatryó;naandopenedthedoorwide。Thegentlemanstoopedtoenterthehut,andwhenhedrewhimselfupagainhisheadnearlyreachedtheceiling,andheseemedquitetofillhisendoftheroom。
  Simonrose,bowed,andlookedatthegentlemanwithastonishment。Hehadneverseenanyonelikehim。Simonhimselfwaslean,Michaelwasthin,andMatryó;nawasdryasabone,butthismanwaslikesomeonefromanotherworld:red-faced,burly,withanecklikeabull’s,andlookingaltogetherasifhewerecastiniron。
  Thegentlemanpuffed,threwoffhisfurcoat,satdownonthebench,andsaid,’Whichofyouisthemasterbootmaker?’
  ’Iam,yourExcellency,’saidSimon,comingforward。
  Thenthegentlemanshoutedtohislad,’Hey,Fé;dka,bringtheleather!’
  Theservantranin,bringingaparcel。Thegentlemantooktheparcelandputitonthetable。
  ’Untieit’saidhe。Theladuntiedit。
  Thegentlemanpointedtotheleather。
  ’Lookhere,shoemaker,’saidhe,’doyouseethisleather?’
  ’Yes,yourhonour。’
  ’Butdoyouknowwhatsortofleatheritis?’
  Simonfelttheleatherandsaid,’Itisgoodleather。’
  ’Good,indeed!Why,youfool,youneversawsuchleatherbeforeinyourlife。It’sGerman,andcosttwentyroubles。’
  Simonwasfrightened,andsaid,’WhereshouldIeverseeleatherlikethat?’
  ’Justso!Now,canyoumakeitintobootsforme?’
  ’Yes,yourExcellency,Ican。’
  Thenthegentlemanshoutedathim:’Youcan,canyou?Well,rememberwhomyouaretomakethemfor,andwhattheleatheris。Youmustmakemebootsthatwillwearforayear,neitherlosingshapenorcomingunsewn。Ifyoucandoit,taketheleatherandcutitup;butifyoucan’t,sayso。Iwarnyounow,ifyourbootscomeunsewnorloseshapewithinayear,Iwillhaveyouputinprison。Iftheydon’tburstorloseshapeforayear,Iwillpayyoutenroublesforyourwork。’
  Simonwasfrightened,anddidnotknowwhattosay。HeglancedatMichaelandnudginghimwithhiselbow,whispered:’ShallItakethework?’
  Michaelnoddedhisheadasiftosay,’Yes,takeit。’