太子爷小说网 > 英语电子书 > villa rubein and other stories >

第25节

villa rubein and other stories-第25节

小说: villa rubein and other stories 字数: 每页4000字

按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页,按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页,按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部!
————未阅读完?加入书签已便下次继续阅读!




you a power of good!  You're not looking the thing; my dear。〃



His voice died wistfully; and his glance; sweeping her face; rested

on her hands; which held and twisted Greta's letter。  After a minute

or two of silence he boomed out again with sudden energy:



〃Your aunt'll want to come and sit with me; after dinner; don't let

her; Chris; I can't stand it。  Tell her I'm asleepthe doctor'll be

here directly; ask him to make up some humbug for youit's his

business。〃



He was seized by a violent fit of pain which seemed to stab his

breath away; and when it was over signed that he would be left alone。

Christian went back to her letter in the other room; and had written

these words; when the gong summoned her to dinner:



'I'm like a leaf in the wind; I put out my hand to one thing; and

it's seized and twisted and flung aside。  I want youI want you; if

I could see you I think I should know what to do〃









XXII



The rain drove with increasing fury。  The night was very black。

Nicholas Treffry slept heavily。  By the side of his bed the night…

lamp cast on to the opposite wall a bright disc festooned by the

hanging shadow of the ceiling。  Christian was leaning over him。  For

the moment he filled all her heart; lying there; so helpless。 Fearful

of waking him she slipped into the sitting…room。  Outside the window

stood a man with his face pressed to the pane。  Her heart thumped;

she went up and unlatched the window。  It was Harz; with the rain

dripping off him。  He let fall his hat and cape。



〃You!〃 she said; touching his sleeve。  〃You!  You!〃



He was sodden with wet; his face drawn and tired; a dark growth of

beard covered his cheeks and chin。



〃Where is your uncle?〃 he said; 〃I want to see him。〃



She put her hand up to his lips; but he caught it and covered it with

kisses。



〃He's asleepillspeak gently!〃



〃I came to him first;〃 he muttered。



Christian lit the lamp; and he looked at her hungrily without a word。



〃It's not possible to go on like this; I came to tell your uncle so。

He is a man。  As for the other; I want to have nothing to do with

him!  I came back on foot across the mountains。  It's not possible to

go on like this; Christian。〃



She handed him her letter。  He held it to the light; clearing his

brow of raindrops。  When he had read to the last word he gave it her

back; and whispered: 〃Come!〃



Her lips moved; but she did not speak。



〃While this goes on I can't work; I can do nothing。  I can'tI won't

bargain with my work; if it's to be that; we had better end it。  What

are we waiting for?  Sooner or later we must come to this。  I'm sorry

that he's ill; God knows!  But that changes nothing。  To wait is

tying me hand and footit's making me afraid!  Fear kills!  It will

kill you!  It kills work; and I must work; I can't waste timeI

won't!  I will sooner give you up。〃  He put his hands on her

shoulders。  〃I love you!  I want you!  Look in my eyes and see if you

dare hold back!〃



Christian stood with the grip of his strong hands on her shoulders;

without a movement or sign。  Her face was very white。  And suddenly

he began to kiss that pale; still face; to kiss its eyes and lips; to

kiss it from its chin up to its hair; and it stayed pale; as a white

flower; beneath those kissesas a white flower; whose stalk the

fingers bend back a little。



There was a sound of knocking on the wall; Mr。 Treffry called feebly。

Christian broke away from Harz。



〃To…morrow!〃 he whispered; and picking up his hat and cloak; went out

again into the rain。









XXIII



It was not till morning that Christian fell into a troubled sleep。

She dreamed that a voice was calling her; and she was filled with a

helpless; dumb dream terror。



When she woke the light was streaming in; it was Sunday; and the

cathedral bells were chiming。  Her first thought was of Harz。  One

step; one moment of courage!  Why had she not told her uncle?  If he

had only asked!  But whywhy should she tell him?  When it was over

and she was gone; he would see that all was for the best。



Her eyes fell on Greta's empty bed。  She sprang up; and bending over;

kissed the pillow。  'She will mind at first; but she's so young!

Nobody will really miss me; except Uncle Nic!'  She stood along while

in the window without moving。  When she was dressed she called out to

her maid:



〃Bring me some milk; Barbi; I'm going to church。〃



〃Ach! gnadiges Frdulein; will you no breakfast have?〃



〃No thank you; Barbi。〃



〃Liebes Fraulein; what a beautiful morning after the rain it has

become!  How cool!  It is for you goodfor the colour in your

cheeks; now they will bloom again!〃 and Barbi stroked her own well…

coloured cheeks。



Dominique; sunning himself outside with a cloth across his arm; bowed

as she passed; and smiled affectionately:



〃He is better this morning; M'mselle。  We marchwe are getting on。

Good news will put the heart into you。〃



Christian thought: 'How sweet every one is to…day!'



Even the Villa seemed to greet her; with the sun aslant on it; and

the trees; trembling and weeping golden tears。  At the cathedral she

was early for the service; but here and there were figures on their

knees; the faint; sickly odour of long…burnt incense clung in the

air; a priest moved silently at the far end。  She knelt; and when at

last she rose the service had begun。  With the sound of the intoning

a sense of peace came to herthe peace of resolution。  For good or

bad she felt that she had faced her fate。



She went out with a look of quiet serenity and walked home along the

dyke。  Close to Harz's studio she sat down。  Nowit was her own; all

that had belonged to him; that had ever had a part in him。



An old beggar; who had been watching her; came gently from behind。

〃Gracious lady!〃 he said; peering at her eyes; 〃this is the lucky day

for you。  I have lost my luck。〃



Christian opened her purse; there was only one coin in it; a gold

piece; the beggar's eyes sparkled。



She thought suddenly: 'It's no longer mine; I must begin to be

careful;' but she felt ashamed when she looked at the old man。



〃I am sorry;〃 she said; 〃yesterday I would have given you this; but

but now it's already given。〃



He seemed so old and poorwhat could she give him?  She unhooked a

little silver brooch at her throat。  〃You will get something for

that;〃 she said; 〃it's better than nothing。  I am very sorry you are

so old and poor。〃



The beggar crossed himself。  〃Gracious lady;〃 he muttered; 〃may you

never want!〃



Christian hurried on; the rustling of leaves soon carried the words

away。  She did not feel inclined to go in; and crossing the bridge

began to climb the hill。  There was a gentle breeze; drifting the

clouds across the sun; lizards darted out over the walls; looked at

her; and whisked away。



The sunshine; dappling through the tops of trees; gashed down on a

torrent。  The earth smelt sweet; the vineyards round the white farms

glistened; everything seemed to leap and dance with sap and life; it

was a moment of Spring in midsummer。  Christian walked on; wondering

at her own happiness。



'Am I heartless?' she thought。  'I am going to leave himI am going

into life; I shall have to fight now; there'll be no looking back。'



The path broke away and wound down to the level of the torrent; on

the other side it rose again; and was lost among trees。  The woods

were dank; she hastened home。



In her room she began to pack; sorting and tearing up old letters。

'Only one thing matters;' she thought; 'singleness of heart; to see

your way; and keep to it with all your might。'



She looked up and saw Barbi standing before her with towels in her

hands; and a scared face。



〃Are you going a journey; gnadiges Fraulein?〃



〃I am going away to be married; Barbi;〃 said Christian at last;

〃don't speak of it to any one; please。〃



Barbi leant a little forward with the towels clasped to the blue

cotton bosom of her dress。



〃No; no!  I will not speak。  But; dear Fraulein; that is a big

matter; have you well thought?〃



〃Thought; Barbi?  Have I not!〃



〃But; dear FrauIein; will you be rich?〃



〃No! I shall be as poor as you。〃



〃Ach! dear God! that is terrible。  Katrina; my sister; she is

married; she tells me all her life; she tells me it is very hard; and

but for the money in her stocking it would be harder。  Dear Fraulein;

think again!  And is he good?  Sometimes they are not good。〃



〃He is good;〃 said Christian; rising; 〃it is all settled!〃 and she

kissed Barbi on the cheek。



〃You are crying; liebes Fraulein!  Think yet again; perhaps it is not

quite all settled; it is not possible that a maiden should not a way

out leave?〃



Christian smiled。  〃I don't do things that way; Barbi。〃



Barbi hung the towels on the horse; and crossed herself。



Mr。 Treffry's gaze

返回目录 上一页 下一页 回到顶部 0 0

你可能喜欢的