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第64章

  ’Well,mybowerhasserveditstime’,saidLorna,blushingassherememberedallthathadhappenedthere;
  ’andmybowernowishere,John。ButIamsosorrytothinkofallthepoorwomenfloodedoutoftheirhousesandshelteringinthesnowdrifts。However,thereisonegoodofit:theycannotsendmanymenagainstus,withallthistroubleuponthem。’
  ’Youareright,’Ireplied;’howcleveryouare!andthatiswhytherewereonlythreetocutoffMasterStickles。Andnowweshallbeatthem,Imakenodoubt,eveniftheycomeatall。AndIdefythemtofirethehouse:thethatchistoowetforburning。’
  Wesentallthewomentobedquiteearly,exceptGwennyCarfaxandouroldBetty。Thesetwoweallowedtostayup,becausetheymightbeusefultous,iftheycouldkeepfromquarreling。Formypart,Ihadlittlefear,afterwhatLornahadtoldme,astotheresultofthecombat。ItwasnotlikelythattheDoonescouldbringmorethaneightortenmenagainstus,whiletheirhomeswereinsuchdanger:andtomeetthesewehadeightgoodmen,includingJeremy,andmyself,allwellarmedandresolute,besidesourthreefarm-servants,andtheparish-clerk,andtheshoemaker。Thesefivecouldnotbetrustedmuchforanyvaliantconduct,althoughtheyspokeveryconfidentlyovertheircansofcider。Neitherweretheirweaponsfittedformuchexecution,unlessitwereatclosequarters,whichtheywouldbelikelytoavoid。BillDaddshadasickle,JemSlocombeaflail,thecobblerhadborrowedtheconstable’sstafffortheconstablewouldnotattend,becausetherewasnowarrant,andtheparishclerkhadbroughthispitch-pipe,whichwasenoughtobreakanyman’shead。ButJohnFry,ofcourse,hadhisblunderbuss,loadedwithtin-tacksandmarbles,andmorelikelytokillthemanwhodischargeditthananyotherperson:butweknewthatJohnhaditonlyforshow,andtodescribeitsqualities。
  Nowitwasmygreatdesire,andmychiefesthope,tocomeacrossCarverDoonethatnight,andsettlethescorebetweenus;notbyanyshotinthedark,butbyaconflictmantoman。Asyet,sinceIcametofull-grownpower,IhadnevermetanyonewhomIcouldnotplayteetotumwith:butnowatlastIhadfoundamanwhosestrengthwasnottobelaughedat。Icouldguessitinhisface,Icouldtellitinhisarms,I
  couldseeitinhisstrideandgait,whichmorethanalltherestbetraythesubstanceofaman。Andbeingsowellusedtowrestling,andtojudgeantagonists,I
  feltthathereifanywhereIhadfoundmymatch。
  ThereforeIwasnotcontenttoabidewithinthehouse,orgotheroundswiththetroopers;butbetookmyselftotherickyard,knowingthattheDooneswerelikelytobegintheironsetthere。Fortheyhadapleasantcustom,whentheyvisitedfarm-houses,oflightingthemselvestowardspickingupanythingtheywanted,orstabbingtheinhabitants,byfirstcreatingablazeintherickyard。Andthoughourrickswereallnowofmerestrawexceptindeedtwoofprimeclover-hay,andalthoughonthetoptheyweresowetthatnofirebrandsmighthurtthem;Iwasbothunwillingtohavethemburned,andfearfulthattheymightkindle,ifwellrousedupwithfireuponthewindwardside。
  Bythebye,theseDooneshadgottheworstofthispleasanttrickonetime。ForhappeningtofirethericksofalonelyfarmcalledYeanworthy,notfaraboveGlenthorne,theyapproachedthehousetogetpeople’sgoods,andtoenjoytheirterror。Themasterofthefarmwaslatelydead,andhadleft,insidetheclock-case,loaded,thegreatlonggun,wherewithhehadusedtosportattheducksandthegeeseontheshore。NowWidowFishertookoutthisgun,andnotcaringmuchwhatbecameofherforshehadlovedherhusbanddearly,shelaidituponthewindow-sill,whichlookedupontherick-yard;andshebackedupthebuttwithachestofoakdrawers,andsheopenedthewindowalittleback,andletthemuzzleoutontheslope。PresentlyfiveorsixfineyoungDoonescamedancingareelastheirmannerwasbetwixtherandtheflamingrick。Uponwhichshepulledthetriggerwithalltheforceofherthumb,andaquarterofapoundofduck-shotwentoutwithablazeonthedancers。Youmaysupposewhattheirdancingwas,andtheirreelinghowchangedtostaggering,andtheirmusicnoneofthesweetest。Oneofthemfellintotherick,andwasburned,andburiedinaditchnextday;
  buttheothersweresetupontheirhorses,andcarriedhomeonapathofblood。Andstrangetosay,theyneveravengedthisverydreadfulinjury;buthavingheardthatawomanhadfiredthisdesperateshotamongthem,theysaidthatsheoughttobeaDoone,andinquiredhowoldshewas。
  NowIhadnotbeensoverylongwaitinginourmow-yard,withmybestgunready,andabigclubbyme,beforeaheavinessofsleepbegantocreepuponme。
  Theflowofwaterwasinmyears,andinmyeyesahazyspreading,anduponmybrainaclosure,asacobblersewsavampup。SoIleanedbackintheclover-rick,andthedustoftheseedandthesmellcameroundme,withoutanytrouble;andIdozedaboutLorna,justonceortwice,andwhatshehadsaidaboutnew-mownhay;andthenbackwentmyhead,andmychinwentup;andifeveramanwasblestwithslumber,downitcameuponme,andawaywentIintoit。
  Nowthiswasveryvileofme,andagainstallgoodresolutions,evensuchasIwouldhavesworntoanhouragoorless。ButifyouhadbeeninthewaterasI
  had,ay,andhadlongfightwithit,afteragoodday’swork,andthengreatanxietyafterwards,andbrain-workwhichisnotfairforme,anduponthatastoutsupper,mayhapyouwouldnotbesohardonmysleep;
  thoughyoufeltityourdutytowakeme。
  Itwasnotlikelythattheoutlawswouldattackoutpremisesuntilsometimeafterthemoonwasrisen;
  becauseitwouldbetoodangeroustocrossthefloodedvalleysinthedarknessofthenight。Andbutforthisconsideration,Imusthavestrivenharderagainstthestealthyapproachofslumber。Butevenso,itwasveryfoolishtoabandonwatch,especiallyinsuchasI,whosleeplikeanydormouse。Moreover,Ihadchosentheveryworstplaceintheworldforsuchemployment,withagoodlychanceofawakeninginabedofsolidfire。
  Andsoitmighthavebeen,nay,itmusthavebeen,butforLorna’svigilance。Herlighthanduponmyarmawokeme,nottooreadily;andleapingup,Iseizedmyclub,andpreparedtoknockdownsomebody。
  ’Who’sthat?’Icried;’standback,Isay,andletmehavefairchanceatyou。’
  ’Areyougoingtoknockmedown,dearJohn?’repliedthevoiceIlovedsowell;’IamsureIshouldnevergetupagain,afteroneblowfromyou,John。’
  ’Mydarling,isityou?’Icried;’andbreakingallyourorders?Comebackintothehouseatonce:andnothingonyourhead,dear!’
  ’HowcouldIsleep,whileatanymomentyoumighthekilledbeneathmywindow?Andnowisthetimeofrealdanger;formencanseetotravel。’
  Isawatoncethetruthofthis。Themoonwashighandclearlylightingallthewateredvalleys。Tosleepanylongermightbedeath,notonlytomyself,butall。
  ’Themanonguardatthebackofthehouseisfastasleep,’shecontinued;’Gwenny,wholetmeout,andcamewithme,hasheardhimsnoringfortwohours。I
  thinkthewomenoughttobethewatch,becausetheyhavehadnotravelling。WheredoyousupposelittleGwennyis?’
  ’SurelynotgonetoGlenDoone?’Iwasnotsure,however:forIcouldbelievealmostanythingoftheCornishmaiden’shardihood。
  ’No,’repliedLorna,’althoughshewantedeventodothat。ButofcourseIwouldnothearofit,onaccountoftheswollenwaters。Butsheisperchedonyondertree,whichcommandstheBarrowvalley。Shesaysthattheyarealmostsuretocrossthestreamletthere;andnowitissowideandlarge,thatshecantraceitinthemoonlight,halfamilebeyondher。Iftheycross,sheissuretoseethem,andingoodtimetoletusknow。’
  ’Whatashame,’Icried,’thatthemenshouldsleep,andthemaidensbethesoldiers!Iwillsitinthattreemyself,andsendlittleGwennybacktoyou。Gotobed,mybestanddearest;Iwilltakegoodcarenottosleepagain。’
  ’Pleasenottosendmeaway,dearJohn,’sheansweredverymournfully;’youandIhavebeentogetherthroughperilsworsethanthis。Ishallonlybemoretimid,andmoremiserable,indoors。’
  ’Icannotletyoustayhere,’Isaid;’itisaltogetherimpossible。DoyousupposethatIcanfight,withyouamongthebullets,Lorna?Ifthisisthewayyoumeantotakeit,wehadbettergobothtotheapple-room,andlockourselvesin,andhideunderthetiles,andletthemburnalltherestofthepremises。’
  AtthisideaLornalaughed,asIcouldseebythemoonlight;andthenshesaid,——
  ’Youareright,John。Ishouldonlydomoreharmthangood:andofallthingsIhatefightingmost,anddisobediencenexttoit。ThereforeIwillgoindoors,althoughIcannotgotobed。Butpromisemeonething,dearestJohn。Youwillkeepyourselfoutoftheway,nowwon’tyou,asmuchasyoucan,formysake?’
  ’Ofthatyoumaybequitecertain,Lorna。Iwillshootthemallthroughthehay-ricks。’
  ’Thatisright,dear,’sheanswered,neverdoubtingbutwhatIcoulddoit;’andthentheycannotseeyou,youknow。Butdon’tthinkofclimbingthattree,John;itisagreatdealtoodangerous。ItisallverywellforGwenny;shehasnobonestobreak。’
  ’Noneworthbreaking,youmean,Isuppose。Verywell;
  Iwillnotclimbthetree,forIshoulddefeatmyownpurpose,Ifear;beingsuchaconspicuousobject。Nowgoindoors,darling,withoutmorewords。Themoreyoulinger,themoreIshallkeepyou。’
  Shelaughedherownbrightlaughatthis,andonlysaid,’Godkeepyou,love!’andthenawayshetrippedacrosstheyard,withthestepIlovedtowatchso。
  AndthereuponIshoulderedarms,andresolvedtotramptillmorning。ForIwasvexedatmyownneglect,andthatLornashouldhavetorightit。
  ButbeforeIhadbeenlongonduty,makingtheroundofthericksandstables,andhailingGwennynowandthenfromthebottomofhertree,ashortwidefigurestoletowardsme,inandouttheshadows,andIsawthatitwasnootherthanthelittlemaidherself,andthatsheboresometidings。
  ’Tenon’emcrossedthewatterdownyonner,’saidGwenny,puttingherhandtohermouth,andseemingtoregarditasgoodnewsratherthanotherwise:’bearlcrapingupbyhedgerownow。Icouldshuttdreeon’emfromthebarofthegate,ifsobeIhadyourgoon,youngman。’
  ’Thereisnotimetolose,Gwenny。RuntothehouseandfetchMasterStickles,andallthemen;whileI
  stayhere,andwatchtherick-yard。’
  PerhapsIwaswronginheedingthericksatsuchatimeasthat;especiallyasonlythecloverwasofmuchimportance。Butitseemedtomelikeasortoftriumphthattheyshouldbeevenabletoboastofhavingfiredourmow-yard。ThereforeIstoodinanickoftheclover,whencewehadcutsometrusses,withmyclubinhand,andguncloseby。
  Therobbersrodeintoouryardascoollyasiftheyhadbeeninvited,havingliftedthegatefromthehingesfirstonaccountofitsbeingfastened。Thentheyactuallyopenedourstable-doors,andturnedourhonesthorsesout,andputtheirownroguesintheplaceofthem。Atthismybreathwasquitetakenaway;
  forwethinksomuchofourhorses。BythistimeI
  couldseeourtroopers,waitingintheshadowofthehouse,roundthecornerfromwheretheDooneswere,andexpectingtheordertofire。ButJeremySticklesverywiselykepttheminreadiness,untiltheenemyshouldadvanceuponthem。
  ’Twoofyoulazyfellowsgo,’itwasthedeepvoiceofCarverDoone,’andmakeusalight,tocuttheirthroatsby。Onlyonething,onceagain。IfanymantouchesLorna,Iwillstabhimwherehestands。Shebelongstome。Therearetwootheryoungdamselshere,whomyoumaytakeawayifyouplease。Andthemother,Ihear,isstillcomely。Nowforourrights。Wehavebornetoolongtheinsolenceoftheseyokels。Killeveryman,andeverychild,andburnthecursedplacedown。’
  Ashespokethusblasphemously,Isetmygunagainsthisbreast;andbythelightbuckledfromhisbelt,I
  sawthelittle’sight’ofbrassgleamingalikeuponeitherside,andthesleekroundbarrelglimmering。
  Theaimwassureasdeathitself。IfIonlydrewthetriggerwhichwentverylighilyCarverDoonewouldbreathenomore。Andyet——willyoubelieveme?——I
  couldnotpullthetrigger。WouldtoGodthatIhaddoneso!
  ForIneverhadtakenhumanlife,neitherdonebodilyharmtoman;beyondthelittlebruises,andthetriflingachesandpains,whichfollowagoodandhonestboutinthewrestlingring。ThereforeIdroppedmycarbine,andgraspedagainmyclub,whichseemedamorestraight-forwardimplement。
  Presentlytwoyoungmencametowardsme,bearingbrandsofresinedhemp,kindledfromCarver’slamp。Theforemostofthemsethistorchtotherickwithinayardofme,andsmokeconcealingmefromhim。Istruckhimwithaback-handedblowontheelbow,ashebentit;andIheardtheboneofhisarmbreak,asclearlyaseverIheardatwigsnap。Witharoarofpainhefellontheground,andhistorchdroppedthere,andsingedhim。Theothermanstoodamazedatthis,nothavingyetgainedsightofme;tillIcaughthisfirebrandfromhishand,andstruckitintohiscountenance。Withthatheleapedatme;butIcaughthim,inamannerlearnedfromearlywrestling,andsnappedhiscollar-bone,asIlaidhimuponthetopofhiscomrade。
  Thislittlesuccesssoencouragedme,thatIwashalfinclinedtoadvance,andchallengeCarverDoonetomeetme;butIboreinmindthathewouldbeapttoshootmewithoutceremony;andwhatistheutmostofhumanstrengthagainstthepowerofpowder?Moreover,I
  rememberedmypromisetosweetLorna;andwhowouldbelefttodefendher,iftheroguesgotridofme?
  WhileIwashesitatingthusforIalwayscontinuetohesitate,exceptinactualconflict,ablazeoffirelitupthehouse,andbrownsmokehungaroundit。SixofourmenhadletgoattheDoones,byJeremyStickles’order,asthevillainscameswaggeringdowninthemoonlightreadyforrapeormurder。Twoofthemfell,andtheresthungback,tothinkattheirleisurewhatthiswas。Theywerenotusedtothissortofthing:itwasneitherjustnorcourteous。
  Beingunableanylongertocontainmyself,asIthoughtofLorna’sexcitementatallthisnoiseoffiring,I
  cameacrosstheyard,expectingwhethertheywouldshootatme。However,nooneshotatme;andIwentuptoCarverDoone,whomIknewbyhissizeinthemoonlight,andItookhimbythebeard,andsaid,’Doyoucallyourselfaman?’
  Foramomenthewassoastonishedthathecouldnotanswer。Nonehadeverdared,Isuppose,tolookathiminthatway;andhesawthathehadmethisequal,orperhapshismaster。Andthenhetriedapistolatme,butIwastooquickforhim。