首页 >出版文学> Lorna Doonel>第59章

第59章

  neverthelessthatitwasraintherewasnodenying,aswewatcheditacrossblackdoorways,andcouldseenosignofwhite。Mother,whohadmadeuphermindthatthefarmwasnotworthhavingafterallthoseprophesies,andthatallofusmuststarve,andholesbescratchedinthesnowforus,andnousetoputupatombstoneforourchurchhadbeenshutuplongago
  motherfelluponmybreast,andsobbedthatIwasthecleverestfelloweverbornofwoman。AndthisbecauseIhadcondemnedtheprophetsforapackoffools;notseeinghowbusinesscouldgoon,ifpeoplestoppedtohearkentothem。
  ThenLornacameandglorifiedme,forIhadpredictedachangeofweather,moretokeeptheirspiritsup,thanwithrealhopeofit;andthencameAnnieblushingshyly,asIlookedather,andsaidthatWinniewouldsoonhavefourlegsnow。ThisreferredtosomestupidjokemadebyJohnFryorsomebody,thatinthisweatheramanhadnolegs,andahorsehadonlytwo。
  Butastheraincamedownuponusfromthesouthwestwind,andwecouldnothaveenoughofit,evenputtingourtonguestocatchit,aslittlechildrenmightdo,andbeginningtotalkofprimroses;theverynoblestthingofallwastohearandseethegratitudeofthepoorbeastsyetremainingandthefewsurvivingbirds。
  Fromthecowhouselowingcame,morethanoffiftymilkingtimes;mooandmoo,andaturn-upnoiseattheendofeverybellow,asiffromtheveryheartofkine。
  Thenthehorsesinthestables,packedascloselyastheycouldstick,attheriskofkicking,tokeepthewarmthinoneanother,andtheirspiritsupbydiscoursing;thesebeganwithoneaccordtoliftuptheirvoices,snorting,snaffling,whinnying,andneighing,andtrottingtothedoortoknowwhentheyshouldhaveworkagain。Towhom,asifinanswer,camethefeeblebleatingofthesheep,whatfew,bydintofgreatestcare,hadkepttheirfleecesontheirbacks,andtheirfourlegsunderthem。
  Neitherwasitatriflingthing,letwhosowillsaythecontrary,tobeholdtheducksandgeesemarchingforthinhandsomeorderfromtheirbedsoffernandstraw。
  Whatagoodlynoisetheykept,whataflappingoftheirwings,andajerkingoftheirtails,astheystoodrightupandtriedwithawhistlingintheirthroatstoimitateacockscrow!Andthenhowdaintilytheytookthewetupontheirdustyplumes,andduckedtheirshoulderstoit,andbegantodressthemselves,andlaidtheirgroovedbillsonthesnow,anddabbledformoreooziness!
  Lornahadneverseen,Idaresay,anythinglikethisbefore,anditwasallthatwecoulddotokeepherfromrushingforthwithonlylittlelambswoolshoeson,andkissingeveryoneofthem。’Oh,thedearthings,oh,thedearthings!’shekeptsayingcontinually,’howwonderfullyclevertheyare!Onlylookatthatonewithhisfootup,givingorderstotheothers,John!’
  ’AndImustgiveorderstoyou,mydarling,’I
  answered,gazingonherface,sobrilliantwithexcitement;’andthatis,thatyoucomeinatonce,withthatworrisomecoughofyours;andsitbythefire,andwarmyourself。’
  ’Oh,no,John!Notforaminute,ifyouplease,goodJohn。Iwanttoseethesnowgoaway,andthegreenmeadowscomingforth。Andherecomesourfavouriterobin,whohaslivedintheovensolong,andsangusasongeverymorning。Imustseewhathethinksofit!’
  ’Youwilldonothingofthesort,’Iansweredveryshortly,beingonlytoogladofacauseforhavingherinmyarmsagain。SoIcaughtherup,andcarriedherin;andshelookedandsmiledsosweetlyatmeinsteadofpoutingasIhadfearedthatIfoundmyselfunabletogoveryfastalongthepassage。AndIsetherthereinherfavouriteplace,bythesweet-scentedwood-fire;
  andshepaidmeporteragewithoutmyevenaskingher;
  andforallthebeautyoftherain,Iwasfaintostaywithher;untilourAnniecametosaythatmyadvicewaswanted。
  Nowmyadvicewasnevermuch,aseverybodyknewquitewell;butthatwasthewaytheyalwaysputit,whentheywantedmetoworkforthem。Andintruthitwastimeformetowork;notforothers,butmyself,andasIalwaysthoughtforLorna。Fortherainwasnowcomingdowninearnest;andthetopofthesnowbeingfrozenatlast,andglazedashardasachinacup,bymeansofthesunandfrostafterwards,alltherainranrightawayfromthesteepinclines,andalltheoutletsbeingblockedwithicesetupliketables,itthreatenedtofloodeverything。Alreadyitwaspondingup,likeatideadvancingatthethresholdofthedoorfromwhichwehadwatchedtheduck-birds;bothbecausegreatpilesofsnowtrendedinthatdirection,inspiteofallourscraping,andalsothatthegulleyhole,wherethewateroftheshootwentoutImeanwhenitwaswaternowwaschokedwithlumpsofice,asbigasaman’sbody。Forthe’shoot,’aswecalledourlittlerunnelofeverlastingwater,neverknowntofreezebefore,andalwaysreadyforanymaneithertowashhishands,ordrink,whereitspoutedfromatroughofbark,setamongwhiteflint-stones;thisatlasthadgivenin,anditsmusicceasedtolullus,aswelayinbed。
  ItwasnotlongbeforeImanagedtodrainoffthisthreateningflood,byopeningtheoldsluice-hole;butIhadmuchharderworktokeepthestables,andthecow-house,andtheothersheds,fromflooding。ForwehaveasapientpracticeandIneversawthecontraryroundaboutourparts,Imean,ofkeepingallroomsunderground,sothatyoustepdowntothem。Wesaythatthuswekeepthemwarmer,bothforcattleandformen,inthetimeofwinter,andcoolerinthesummer-time。ThisIwillnotcontradict,thoughhavingmyownopinion;butitseemstometobearelicofthetimewhenpeopleinthewesterncountrieslivedincavesbeneaththeground,andblockedthemouthswithneat-skins。
  Letthatquestionstillabide,formenwhostudyancienttimestoinformme,iftheywill;allIknowis,thatnowwehadnoblessingsforthesystem。Ifafteralltheircoldandstarving,ourweakcattlenowshouldhavetostanduptotheirkneesinwater,itwouldbecertaindeathtothem;andwehadlostenoughalreadytomakeuspoorforalongtime;nottospeakofourkindloveforthem。AndIdoassureyou,I
  lovedsomehorses,andevensomecowsforthatmatter,asiftheyhadbeenmyblood-relations;knowingasIdidtheirvirtues。Andsomeofthesewerelosttous;andIcouldnotbeartothinkofthem。ThereforeIworkedhardallnighttotryandsavetherestofthem。
  Throughthatseasonofbitterfrostthereddeeroftheforest,havingnothingtofeedupon,andnosheltertorestin,hadgrownaccustomedtoourricksofcorn,andhay,andclover。Therewemightseeahundredofthemalmostanymorning,comeforwarmth,andfood,andcomfort,andscarcewillingtomoveaway。Andmanyofthemweresotame,thattheyquietlypresentedthemselvesatourbackdoor,andstoodtherewiththeircoatsquitestiff,andtheirflanksdrawninandpanting,andiciclessometimesontheirchins,andtheirgreateyesfastenedwistfullyuponanymercifulperson;cravingforabitoffood,andadrinkofwater;Isupposethattheyhadnotsenseenoughtochewthesnowandmeltit;atanyrate,allthespringsbeingfrozen,andrivershiddenoutofsight,thesepoorthingssufferedevenmorefromthirstthantheydidfromhunger。
  Butnowtherewasnofearofthirst,andmorechanceindeedofdrowning;foraheavygaleofwindarose,withviolentrainfromthesouth-west,whichlastedalmostwithoutapauseforthreenightsandtwodays。
  Atfirsttherainmadenoimpressiononthebulkofsnow,butranfromeveryslopingsurfaceandfrozeoneveryflatone,throughthecoldnessoftheearth;andsoitbecameimpossibleforanymantokeephislegswithoutthehelpofashoddenstaff。Afteragoodwhile,however,theairgrowingverymuchwarmer,thisstateofthingsbegantochange,andaworseonetosucceedit;fornowthesnowcamethunderingdownfromroof,androck,andiviedtree,andfloodsbegantoroarandfoamineverytroughandgulley。Thedriftsthathadbeensowhiteandfair,lookedyellow,andsmirched,andmuddy,andlosttheirgracefulcurves,andmouldedlines,andairiness。Butthestrangestsightofalltomewasinthebedofstreams,andbrooks,andespeciallyoftheLynnriver。Itwasworthgoingmilestobeholdsuchathing,foramanmightneverhavethechanceagain。
  Vastdriftsofsnowhadfilledthevalley,andpiledabovetheriver-course,fiftyfeethighinmanyplaces,andinsomeasmuchasahundred。Thesehadfrozenoverthetop,andglancedtherainawayfromthem,andbeingsustainedbyrockandtree,spannedthewatermightily。Butmeanwhilethewaxingflood,swollenfromeverymoorlandhollowandfromeveryspoutingcrag,haddashedawayallicyfetters,andwasrollinggloriously。Underwhitefantasticarches,andlongtunnelsfreakedandfretted,andbetweenpellucidpillarsjaggedwithnoddingarchitraves,theredimpetuoustorrentrushed,andthebrownfoamwhirledandflashed。Iwashalfinclinedtojumpinandswimthroughsuchgloriousscenery;fornothingusedtopleasememorethanswimminginafloodedriver。ButI
  thoughtoftherocks,andIthoughtofthecramp,andmorethanall,ofLorna;andso,betweenonethingandanother,Iletitrollonwithoutme。
  Itwasnowhightimetoworkveryhard;bothtomakeupforthefarm-worklostduringthemonthsoffrostandsnow,andalsotobereadyforagreatandviciousattackfromtheDoones,whowouldburnusinourbedsattheearliestopportunity。Offarm-worktherewaslittleyetforeventhemostzealousmantobegintolayhishandto;becausewhenthegroundappearedthroughthecrustofbubbledsnowasatlastitdid,thoughnotasmyLornahadexpected,atthefirstfewdropsofrainitwasallsosoakedandsodden,andaswecallit,’mucksy,’thattomeddlewithitinanywaywastodomoreharmthangood。Nevertheless,therewasyardwork,andhousework,andtendenceofstock,enoughtosaveanymanfromidleness。
  AsforLorna,shewouldcomeout。Therewasnokeepingherinthehouse。Shehadtakenupsomepeculiarnotionthatweweredoingmoreforherthanshehadanyrightto,andthatshemustearnherlivingbythehardworkofherhands。Itwasquiteinvaintotellherthatshewasexpectedtodonothing,andfarworsethanvainforitmadehercrysadlyifanyoneassuredherthatshecoulddonogoodatall。Sheevenbeganuponmother’sgardenbeforethesnowwascleangonefromit,andsowedabeautifulrowofpeas,everyoneofwhichthemiceate。
  Butthoughitwasveryprettytowatchherworkingforherverylife,asifthemaintenanceofthehouseholdhunguponherlabours,yetIwasgrievedformanyreasons,andsowasmotheralso。Inthefirstplace,shewastoofairanddaintyforthisrough,rudework;
  andthoughitmadehercheekssobright,itsurelymustbebadforhertogetherlittlefeetsowet。
  Moreover,wecouldnotbeartheideathatsheshouldlabourforherkeep;andagainwhichwastheworstofallthingsmother’sgardenlayexposedtoadarkdeceitfulcoppice,whereamanmightlurkandwatchallthefairgardener’sdoings。Itwastruethatnonecouldgetatherthence,whilethebrookwhichranbetweenpouredsogreatatorrent。Stillthedistancewasbutlittleforaguntocarry,ifanyonecouldbebrutalenoughtopointagunatLorna。Ithoughtthatnonecouldbefoundtodoit;butmother,havingmoreexperience,wasnotsocertainofmankind。
  Nowinspiteofthefloods,andthesloughsbeingout,andthestateoftheroadsmostperilous,SquireFagguscameatlast,ridinghisfamousstrawberrymare。TherewasagreatadobetweenhimandAnnie,asyoumaywellsuppose,aftersomefourmonthsofparting。Andsoweleftthemaloneawhile,tocoddleovertheirraptures。
  Butwhentheyweretiredofthat,oratleasthadtimeenoughtodoso,motherandIwentintoknowwhatnewsTomhadbroughtwithhim。Thoughhedidnotseemtowantusyet,hemadehimselfagreeable;andsowesentAnnietocookthedinnerwhilehersweetheartshouldtelluseverything。
  TomFaggushadverygoodnewstotell,andhetolditwithsuchforceofexpressionasmadeuslaughveryheartily。HehadtakenuphispurchasefromoldSirRogerBassettofanicebitofland,tothesouthofthemoors,andintheparishofMolland。Whenthelawyersknewthoroughlywhohewas,andhowhehadmadehismoney,theybehaveduncommonlywelltohim,andshowedgreatsympathywithhispursuits。Heputthemuptoathingortwo;andtheypokedhimintheribs,andlaughed,andsaidthathewasquiteaboy;butoftherightsort,nonetheless。AndsotheymadeoldSquireBassettpaythebillforbothsides;andallhegotforthreehundredacreswasahundredandtwentypounds;thoughTomhadpaidfivehundred。Butlawyersknowthatthismustbeso,inspiteofalltheirendeavours;andtheoldgentleman,whonowexpectedtofindabillforhimtopay,almostthoughthimselfarogue,forgettinganythingoutofthem。
  Itistruethatthelandwaspoorandwild,andthesoilexceedingshallow;lyingontheslopeofrock,andburnedupinhotsummers。Butwithus,hotsummersarethingsknownbytraditiononlyasthisgreatwintermaybe;wegenerallyhavemoremoisture,especiallyinJuly,thanwewellknowwhattodowith。