green mansions-第10节
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s this voice without a body was； and always productive of a slightly uncomfortable feeling on account of its mystery； it seemed impossible to doubt that it came to me now in a spirit of pure friendliness； and when I had recovered my composure I found a new delight in listening to itall the greater because of the fear so lately experienced； and of its seeming intelligence。 For the third time I reseated myself on the same spot； and at intervals the voice talked to me there for some time and； to my fancy； expressed satisfaction and pleasure at my presence。 But later； without losing its friendly tone； it changed again。 It seemed to move away and to be thrown back from a considerable distance； and； at long intervals； it would approach me again with a new sound； which I began to interpret as of command； or entreaty。 Was it； I asked myself； inviting me to follow？ And if I obeyed； to what delightful discoveries or frightful dangers might it lead？ My curiosity together with the belief that the beingI called it being； not bird； nowwas friendly to me； overcame all timidity； and I rose and walked at random towards the interior of the wood。 Very soon I had no doubt left that the being had desired me to follow； for there was now a new note of gladness in its voice； and it continued near me as I walked； at intervals approaching me so closely as to set me staring into the surrounding shadowy places like poor scared Kua…ko。
On this occasion； too； I began to have a new fancy； for fancy or illusion I was determined to regard it； that some swift…footed being was treading the ground near me； that I occasionally caught the faint rustle of a light footstep； and detected a motion in leaves and fronds and thread…like stems of creepers hanging near the surface； as if some passing body had touched and made them tremble； and once or twice that I even had a glimpse of a grey； misty object moving at no great distance in the deeper shadows。
Led by this wandering tricksy being； I came to a spot where the trees were very large and the damp dark ground almost free from undergrowth； and here the voice ceased to be heard。 After patiently waiting and listening for some time； I began to look about me with a slight feeling of apprehension。 It was still about two hours before sunset； only in this place the shade of the vast trees made a perpetual twilight： moreover； it was strangely silent here； the few bird…cries that reached me coming from a long distance。 I had flattered myself that the voice had become to some extent intelligible to me： its outburst of anger caused no doubt by my cowardly flight after the Indian； then its recovered friendliness； which had induced me to return； and finally its desire to be followed。 Now that it had led me to this place of shadow and profound silence and had ceased to speak and to lead； I could not help thinking that this was my goal； that I had been brought to this spot with a purpose； that in this wild and solitary retreat some tremendous adventure was about to befall me。
As the silence continued unbroken； there was time to dwell on this thought。 I gazed before me and listened intently； scarcely breathing； until the suspense became painfultoo painful at last； and I turned and took a step with the idea of going back to the border of the wood； when close by； clear as a silver bell； sounded the voice once more； but only for a momenttwo or three syllables in response to my movement； then it was silent again。
Once more I was standing still； as if in obedience to a command； in the same state of suspense； and whether the change was real or only imagined I know not； but the silence every minute grew more profound and the gloom deeper。 Imaginary terrors began to assail me。 Ancient fables of men allured by beautiful forms and melodious voices to destruction all at once acquired a fearful significance。 I recalled some of the Indian beliefs； especially that of the mis…shapen； man…devouring monster who is said to beguile his victims into the dark forest by mimicking the human voicethe voice sometimes of a woman in distressor by singing some strange and beautiful melody。 I grew almost afraid to look round lest I should catch sight of him stealing towards me on his huge feet with toes pointing backwards； his mouth snarling horribly to display his great green fangs。 It was distressing to have such fancies in this wild； solitary spothateful to feel their power over me when I knew that they were nothing but fancies and creations of the savage mind。 But if these supernatural beings had no existence； there were other monsters； only too real； in these woods which it would be dreadful to encounter alone and unarmed； since against such adversaries a revolver would be as ineffectual as a popgun。 Some huge camoodi； able to crush my bones like brittle twigs in its constricting coils； might lurk in these shadows； and approach me stealthily； unseen in its dark colour on the dark ground。 Or some jaguar or black tiger might steal towards me。 masked by a bush or tree…trunk； to spring upon me unawares。 Or； worse still； this way might suddenly come a pack of those swift…footed； unspeakably terrible hunting…leopards； from which every living thing in the forest flies with shrieks of consternation or else falls paralysed in their path to be instantly torn to pieces and devoured。
A slight rustling sound in the foliage above me made me start and cast up my eyes。 High up； where a pale gleam of tempered sunlight fell through the leaves； a grotesque human…like face； black as ebony and adorned with a great red beard； appeared staring down upon me。 In another moment it was gone。 It was only a large araguato； or howling monkey； but I was so unnerved that I could not get rid of the idea that it was something more than a monkey。 Once more I moved； and again） the instant I moved my foot； clear； and keen； and imperative； sounded the voice！ It was no longer possible to doubt its meaning。 It commanded me to stand stillto waitto watchto listen！ Had it cried 〃Listen！ Do not move！〃 I could not have understood it better。 Trying as the suspense was； I now felt powerless to escape。 Something very terrible； I felt convinced； was about to happen； either to destroy or to release me from the spell that held me。
And while I stood thus rooted to the ground； the sweat standing in large drops on my forehead； all at once close to me sounded a cry； fine and clear at first； and rising at the end to a shriek so loud； piercing； and unearthly in character that the blood seemed to freeze in my veins； and a despairing cry to heaven escaped my lips； then； before that long shriek expired； a mighty chorus of thunderous voices burst forth around me； and in this awful tempest of sound I trembled like a leaf； and the leaves on the trees were agitated as if by a high wind； and the earth itself seemed to shake beneath my feet。 Indescribably horrible were my sensations at that moment； I was deafened； and would possibly have been maddened had I not； as by a miracle； chanced to see a large araguato on a branch overhead； roaring with open mouth and inflated throat and chest。
It was simply a concert of howling monkeys that had so terrified me！ But my extreme fear was not strange in the circumstances； since everything that had led up to the displaythe gloom and silence； the period of suspense； and my heated imaginationhad raised my mind to the highest degree of excitement and expectancy。 I had rightly conjectured； no doubt； that my unseen guide had led me to that spot for a purpose； and the purpose had been to set me in the midst of a congregation of araguatos to enable me for the first time fully to appreciate their unparalleled vocal powers。 I had always heard them at a distance； here they were gathered in scores； possibly hundredsthe whole araguato population of the forest； I should thinkclose to me； and it may give some faint conception of the tremendous power and awful character of the sound thus produced by their combined voices when I say that this animalmiscalled 〃howler〃 in Englishwould outroar the mightiest lion that ever woke the echoes of an African wilderness。
This roaring concert； which lasted three or four minutes； having ended； I lingered a few minutes longer on the spot； and not hearing the voice again； went back to the edge of the wood； and then started on my way back to the village。
CHAPTER IV
Perhaps I was not capable of thinking quite coherently on what had just happened until I was once more fairly outside of the forest shadowsout in that clear open daylight； where things seem what they are； and imagination； like a juggler detected and laughed at； hastily takes itself out of the way。 As I walked homewards I paused midway on the barren ridge to gaze back on the scene I had left； and then the recent adventure began to take a semi…ludicrous aspect in my mind。 All that circumstance of preparation； that mysterious prelude to something unheard of； unimaginable； surpassing all fables ancient and modern； and all tragediesto end at last in a concert of howling monkeys！ Certainly the concert was very grandindeed； one of the most astounding in nature…but stillI sat down on a stone and laughed freely。
The sun was sinking behind the forest； it
