wessex tales-第7节

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She　could　get　no　further　then　for　very　exhaustion；　and　she　went　off
in　sudden　collapse　a　few　hours　later；　without　having　said　anything
more　to　her　husband　on　the　subject　of　her　love　for　the　poet。
William　Marchmill；　in　truth；　like　most　husbands　of　several　years'
standing；　was　little　disturbed　by　retrospective　jealousies；　and　had
not　shown　the　least　anxiety　to　press　her　for　confessions　concerning
a　man　dead　and　gone　beyond　any　power　of　inconveniencing　him　more。

But　when　she　had　been　buried　a　couple　of　years　it　chanced　one　day
that；　in　turning　over　some　forgotten　papers　that　he　wished　to
destroy　before　his　second　wife　entered　the　house；　he　lighted　on　a
lock　of　hair　in　an　envelope；　with　the　photograph　of　the　deceased
poet；　a　date　being　written　on　the　back　in　his　late　wife's　hand。　　It
was　that　of　the　time　they　spent　at　Solentsea。

Marchmill　looked　long　and　musingly　at　the　hair　and　portrait；　for
something　struck　him。　　Fetching　the　little　boy　who　had　been　the
death　of　his　mother；　now　a　noisy　toddler；　he　took　him　on　his　knee；
held　the　lock　of　hair　against　the　child's　head；　and　set　up　the
photograph　on　the　table　behind；　so　that　he　could　closely　compare　the
features　each　countenance　presented。　　There　were　undoubtedly　strong
traces　of　resemblance；　the　dreamy　and　peculiar　expression　of　the
poet's　face　sat；　as　the　transmitted　idea；　upon　the　child's；　and　the
hair　was　of　the　same　hue。

'I'm　damned　if　I　didn't　think　so！'　murmured　Marchmill。　　'Then　she
DID　play　me　false　with　that　fellow　at　the　lodgings！　　Let　me　see：
the　datesthe　second　week　in　August　。　。　。　the　third　week　in　May　。　。
。　Yes　。　。　。　yes　。　。　。　Get　away；　you　poor　little　brat！　　You　are
nothing　to　me！'

1893。




THE　THREE　STRANGERS




Among　the　few　features　of　agricultural　England　which　retain　an
appearance　but　little　modified　by　the　lapse　of　centuries；　may　be
reckoned　the　high；　grassy　and　furzy　downs；　coombs；　or　ewe…leases；　as
they　are　indifferently　called；　that　fill　a　large　area　of　certain
counties　in　the　south　and　south…west。　　If　any　mark　of　human
occupation　is　met　with　hereon；　it　usually　takes　the　form　of　the
solitary　cottage　of　some　shepherd。

Fifty　years　ago　such　a　lonely　cottage　stood　on　such　a　down；　and　may
possibly　be　standing　there　now。　　In　spite　of　its　loneliness；
however；　the　spot；　by　actual　measurement；　was　not　more　than　five
miles　from　a　county…town。　　Yet　that　affected　it　little。　　Five　miles
of　irregular　upland；　during　the　long　inimical　seasons；　with　their
sleets；　snows；　rains；　and　mists；　afford　withdrawing　space　enough　to
isolate　a　Timon　or　a　Nebuchadnezzar；　much　less；　in　fair　weather；　to
please　that　less　repellent　tribe；　the　poets；　philosophers；　artists；
and　others　who　'conceive　and　meditate　of　pleasant　things。'

Some　old　earthen　camp　or　barrow；　some　clump　of　trees；　at　least　some
starved　fragment　of　ancient　hedge　is　usually　taken　advantage　of　in
the　erection　of　these　forlorn　dwellings。　　But；　in　the　present　case；
such　a　kind　of　shelter　had　been　disregarded。　　Higher　Crowstairs；　as
the　house　was　called；　stood　quite　detached　and　undefended。　　The　only
reason　for　its　precise　situation　seemed　to　be　the　crossing　of　two
footpaths　at　right　angles　hard　by；　which　may　have　crossed　there　and
thus　for　a　good　five　hundred　years。　　Hence　the　house　was　exposed　to
the　elements　on　all　sides。　　But；　though　the　wind　up　here　blew
unmistakably　when　it　did　blow；　and　the　rain　hit　hard　whenever　it
fell；　the　various　weathers　of　the　winter　season　were　not　quite　so
formidable　on　the　coomb　as　they　were　imagined　to　be　by　dwellers　on
low　ground。　　The　raw　rimes　were　not　so　pernicious　as　in　the　hollows；
and　the　frosts　were　scarcely　so　severe。　　When　the　shepherd　and　his
family　who　tenanted　the　house　were　pitied　for　their　sufferings　from
the　exposure；　they　said　that　upon　the　whole　they　were　less
inconvenienced　by　'wuzzes　and　flames'　（hoarses　and　phlegms）　than
when　they　had　lived　by　the　stream　of　a　snug　neighbouring　valley。

The　night　of　March　28；　182…；　was　precisely　one　of　the　nights　that
were　wont　to　call　forth　these　expressions　of　commiseration。　　The
level　rainstorm　smote　walls；　slopes；　and　hedges　like　the　clothyard
shafts　of　Senlac　and　Crecy。　　Such　sheep　and　outdoor　animals　as　had
no　shelter　stood　with　their　buttocks　to　the　winds；　while　the　tails
of　little　birds　trying　to　roost　on　some　scraggy　thorn　were　blown
inside…out　like　umbrellas。　　The　gable…end　of　the　cottage　was　stained
with　wet；　and　the　eavesdroppings　flapped　against　the　wall。　　Yet
never　was　commiseration　for　the　shepherd　more　misplaced。　　For　that
cheerful　rustic　was　entertaining　a　large　party　in　glorification　of
the　christening　of　his　second　girl。

The　guests　had　arrived　before　the　rain　began　to　fall；　and　they　were
all　now　assembled　in　the　chief　or　living　room　of　the　dwelling。　　A
glance　into　the　apartment　at　eight　o'clock　on　this　eventful　evening
would　have　resulted　in　the　opinion　that　it　was　as　cosy　and
comfortable　a　nook　as　could　be　wished　for　in　boisterous　weather。
The　calling　of　its　inhabitant　was　proclaimed　by　a　number　of　highly…
polished　sheep…crooks　without　stems　that　were　hung　ornamentally　over
the　fireplace；　the　curl　of　each　shining　crook　varying　from　the
antiquated　type　engraved　in　the　patriarchal　pictures　of　old　family
Bibles　to　the　most　approved　fashion　of　the　last　local　sheep…fair。
The　room　was　lighted　by　half…a…dozen　candles；　having　wicks　only　a
trifle　smaller　than　the　grease　which　enveloped　them；　in　candlesticks
that　were　never　used　but　at　high…days；　holy…days；　and　family　feasts。
The　lights　were　scattered　about　the　room；　two　of　them　standing　on
the　chimney…piece。　　This　position　of　candles　was　in　itself
significant。　　Candles　on　the　chimney…piece　always　meant　a　party。

On　the　hearth；　in　front　of　a　back…brand　to　give　substance；　blazed　a
fire　of　thorns；　that　crackled　'like　the　laughter　of　the　fool。'

Nineteen　persons　were　gathered　here。　　Of　these；　five　women；　wearing
gowns　of　various　bright　hues；　sat　in　chairs　along　the　wall；　girls
shy　and　not　shy　filled　the　window…bench；　four　men；　including　Charley
Jake　the　hedge…carpenter；　Elijah　New　the　parish…clerk；　and　John
Pitcher；　a　neighbouring　dairyman；　the　shepherd's　father…in…law；
lolled　in　the　settle；　a　young　man　and　maid；　who　were　blushing　over
tentative　pourparlers　on　a　life…companionship；　sat　beneath　the
corner…cupboard；　and　an　elderly　engaged　man　of　fifty　or　upward　moved
restlessly　about　from　spots　where　his　betrothed　was　not　to　the　spot
where　she　was。　　Enjoyment　was　pretty　general；　and　so　much　the　more
prevailed　in　being　unhampered　by　conventional　restrictions。
Absolute　confidence　in　each　other's　good　opinion　begat　perfect　ease；
while　the　finishing　stroke　of　manner；　amounting　to　a　truly　princely
serenity；　was　lent　to　the　majority　by　the　absence　of　any　expression
or　trait　denoting　that　they　wished　to　get　on　in　the　world；　enlarge
their　minds；　or　do　any　eclipsing　thing　whateverwhich　nowadays　so
generally　nips　the　bloom　and　bonhomie　of　all　except　the　two　extremes
of　the　social　scale。

Shepherd　Fennel　had　married　well；　his　wife　being　a　dairyman's
daughter　from　a　vale　at　a　distance；　who　brought　fifty　guineas　in　her
pocketand　kept　them　there；　till　they　should　be　required　for
ministering　to　the　needs　of　a　coming　family。　　This　frugal　woman　had
been　somewhat　exercised　as　to　the　character　that　should　be　given　to
the　gathering。　　A　sit…still　party　had　its　advantages；　but　an
undisturbed　position　of　ease　in　chairs　and　settles　was　apt　to　lead
on　the　men　to　such　an　unconscionable　deal　of　toping　that　they　would
sometimes　fairly　drink　the　house　dry。　　A　dancing…party　was　the
alternative；　but　this；　while　avoiding　the　foregoing　objection　on　the
score　of　good　drink；　had　a　counterbalancing　disadvantage　in　the
matter　of　good　victuals；　the　ravenous　appetites　engendered　by　the
exercise　causing　immense　havoc　in　the　buttery。　　Shepherdess　Fennel
fell　back　upon　the　intermediate　plan　of　mingling　short　dances　with
short　periods　of　talk　and　singing；　so　as　to　hinder　any　ungovernable
rage　in　either。　　But　this　scheme　was　entirely　confined　to　her　own
gentle　mind：　　the　shepherd　himself　was　in　the　mood　to　exhibit　the
most　reckless　phases　of　hospitality。

The　fiddler　was　a　boy　of　those　parts；　about　twelve　years　of　age；　who
had　a　wonderful　dexterity　in　jigs　and　reels；　though　his　fingers　were
so　small　and　short　as　to　necessitate　a　constant　shifting　for　the
high　notes；　from　which　he　scrambled　back　to　the　first　position　with
sounds　not　of　unmixed　purity　of　tone。　　At　seven　the　shrill　tweedle…
dee　of　this　youngster　had　begun；　accompanied　by　a　booming　ground…
bass　from　Elijah　New；　the　parish…clerk；　who　had　thoughtfully　brought
with　him　his　favourite　musical　instrument；　the　serpent。　　Dancing　was
instantaneous；　Mrs。　Fennel　privately　enjoining　the　players　on　no
account　to　let　the　dance　exceed　the　length　of　a　quarter　of　an　hour。

But　Elijah　and　the　boy；　in　the　excitement　of　their　position；　quite
forgot　the　injunction。　　Moreover；　Oliver　Giles；　a　man　of　seventeen；
one　of　the　dancers；　who　was　enamoured　of　his　partner；　a　fair　girl　of
thirty…three　rolling　years；　had　recklessly　handed　a　new　crown…piece
to　the　musicians；　as　a　bribe　to　keep　going　as　long　as　they　had
muscle　and　wind。　　Mrs。　F