the captives-第65节
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ignorant of the world！ 〃My dear；〃 said Maggie to herself； 〃you're a bit of a fool as far as common…sense goes； but you're nothing to what they are； poor dears。〃 She tried to improve herself in every way for their benefit； but her memory was no better。 She forgot all the things that were； in their eyes； the most importantclosing doors； punctuality for meals； neat stitches； careful putting away of books and clothes。
Once； during a walk； she said to Aunt Elizabeth：
〃I am trying； Aunt Elizabeth。 Do you think Aunt Anne sees any improvement？〃
And all Aunt Elizabeth said was：
〃It was a great shock to her； what you did。 Maggiea great shock indeed！〃
When the last day of the year arrived Maggie was surprised at the strange excitement that she felt。 It was excitement； not only because of the dim mysterious events that the evening promised； but also because she was sure that this day would settle the loneliness of herself and Martin。 After this they would know where they stood and what they must do。 Old Warlock loomed in front of her as the very arbiter of her destiny。 On his action everything turned。 Oh！ if only after this he were well enough for Martin to be happy and at ease about him！ She was tempted to hate him as she thought of all the trouble that he had made for her。 Then her mind went back to that first day long ago when he had spoken to her so kindly and bidden her come and see him as often as she could。 How little she had known then what the future held for her！ And now around his tall mysterious figure not only her own fate but that of every one else seemed to hang。 Her aunts； Amy； Miss Pyncheon； Miss Avies； Thurston； that strange girl at the meeting； with them all his destiny was involved and they with his。
As the day advanced and the silver fog blew in little gusts about the house； making now this corner now that obscure； drifting； so that suddenly； when the door opened； the whole passage seemed full of smoke； clearing； for a moment； in the street below； showing lamp… posts and pavements and windows； and then blowing down again and once more hiding the world； she felt； in spite of herself； that she was playing a part in some malignant dream。 〃It can't be like this really；〃 she told herself。 〃If I were to go to tea now with Mrs。 Mark and sit in her pretty drawing…room and talk to that clergyman I wouldn't believe a word of it。〃 And yet it was true enough； her share in it。 As the afternoon advanced her sensations were very similar to those that she had had when about to visit the St。 Dreot's dentist； a fearsome man with red hair and hands like a dog's paws。 She saw him now standing over her as she sat trembling in the chair； a miserable little figure in a short untidy frock。 She used to repeat to herself then what Uncle Mathew had once told her： 〃This time next year you'll have forgotten all about this；〃 but when it was a question of facing the immensities of the Last Day that consolation was strangely inapt。 It was dusk very early and she longed for Martha to bring the lamp。
At last it came and tea and Aunt Elizabeth。 Aunt Anne had not appeared all day。 Then long dreary hours followed until supper； and after that hours again until ten o'clock。
She had not been certain； all this time； whether the aunts meant to take her to the service with them。 She had supposed that her introduction to the meeting at Miss Avies's meant that they intended to include her in this too； but now； as the evening advanced； in a fit of nervous terror she prayed within herself that they would not take her。 If the end of the world were coming she would like to meet it in her bed。 To go out into those streets and that ugly unfriendly Chapel was a horrible thing to do。 If this were to be the end of the world how she did wish that she might have been allowed to know nothing about it。 And those othersMiss Pyncheon and the rest who devoutly believed in the eventhow were they passing these last hours？
〃Oh； it isn't true！ It can't be true！〃 she said to herself。 〃It's a shame to frighten them so！〃
By eleven o'clock the excitement of the day had wearied her so that she fell fast asleep in the arm…chair beside the fire。 She woke to find Aunt Anne standing over her。
〃It's a quarter past eleven。 It's time to put on your things；〃 she said。 So she was to go！ She rose and； in spite of herself； her limbs were trembling and her teeth chattered。 To her surprise Aunt Anne bent forward and kissed her on the forehead。
〃Maggie；〃 she said； 〃if I've been harsh to you during these weeks I'm sorry。 I've done what I thought my duty； but I wouldn't wish on this night that we should have any unkindness in our hearts towards one another。〃
〃Oh； that's all right；〃 Maggie said awkwardly。
She went up to put on her things； then the three of them went out into the dark foggy street together。
Because it was New Year's Eve there were many people about； voices laughing and shouting through the mist and then some one running with a flaring light； then some men walking singing in chorus。 The aunts said nothing as they went。 Maggie's thoughts were given now to wondering whether Martin would be there。 She tied her mind to that； but behind it was the irritating knowledge that her teeth were chattering and her knees trembling and that she did not maintain her courage as a Cardinal should。
As they entered the Chapel the hoarse ugly clock over the door grunted out half…past eleven。 The Chapel seemed on Maggie's entering it to be half in darkness； there was a thin splutter of gas over the reading…desk at the far end and some more light by the door； but the centre of the building was a shadowy pool。 Only a few were present； gathered together in the middle seats below the desk； perhaps in all a hundred persons。 Of these three…quarters were women。 The aunts and Maggie went into their accustomed seat some six rows from the front。 When Maggie rose from her knees and looked about her she recognised at once that only the Inside Saints were here。
Amongst the men she recognised Mr。 Smith； Caroline's father； two old men； brothers； who had followed Mr。 Warlock from their youth； and a young pale man who had once been to tea with her aunts。 Martin she saw at once was not there。
For some time； perhaps for ten minutes； they all sat in silence； and only the gruff comment of the clock sounded in the building。 Then the lights went up with a flare and Thurston； followed by Mr。 Warlock； entered。 It was at that moment that Maggie had a revelation。 The faces around her seemed to be suddenly gathered in front of her； and it was with a start of surprise that she suddenly realised： 〃Oh； but they don't believe in this any more than I do！〃 The faces around her were agitated； with odd humble beseeching looks； as though they were helpless utterly and were hoping that some one would suddenly come and lead them somewhere that they might be comfortable again and at ease。
There was not to…night； as there had been on other occasions （and especially during that service that Mr。 Crashaw had conducted）； any sign of religious and mystical excitement。 The people seemed huddled together in the cold and draughty place against their will； and the very fact that the Chapel was only half full chilled the blood。 No drama of exultation here； no band of God's servants gloriously preparing to meet Him； only the frightened open…mouthed gaze of a little gathering of servant girls and old maids。 That was Maggie's first impression； then； when the service began； when the first hymn had been sung and Thurston had stumbled into his extempore prayer。 Maggie found herself caught into a strange companionship with the people around her。 Not now ecstasy nor the excitement of religious fanaticism nor the superstitious preparation for some awful events none of these emotions now lifted her into some strained unnatural sphereno； nothing but a strange sympathy and kindness and understanding that she had never known in all her life before。 She felt the hunger； the passionate appeal： 〃Oh God come！ Prove Thy… self！ We have waited so long。 We have resisted unbelievers； we have fought our own doubts and betrayals； give us now a Sign！ something by which we may know Thee！〃 and with that appeal the conviction in the hearts of almost all present that nothing would happen； that God would give no sign； that the age of miracles was past。
〃Oh； why did He want to be so definite；〃 she thought。 〃Why couldn't He have left them as they were without forcing them to this。〃
They were sitting down now； and Thurston； with his cheap sense of the dramatic and false emphasis； was reading from the New Testament。 Maggie looked to where Mr。 Warlock was； a little to the right of Thurston； in his black gown； his head a little lowered； his hands on his lap。
When she saw him she was touched to the very heart。 Why； he had aged in the last month a hundred years！ He looked； sitting there； so frail and helpless that it seemed wonderful that he should have been able to get there at all。
His hair seemed to have an added intensity of whiteness to…night； and his beard lay against the black cloth of his gown with a contrast so sharp that it was unreal。 Maggie fancied； as she watched him； that he was bewildered and scarcely knew where he was。 Once h
