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'Nay; child; if you put as much passion to be honest as the  world to steal; I must give way; though I betray myself;'  said Mr。 Archer。  'There it is as I received it。'

Nance quickly found the bad half…crown。

'Give him another;' she said; looking Jonathan in the face;  and when that had been done; she walked over to the chimney  and flung the guilty piece into the reddest of the fire。  Its  base constituents began immediately to run; even as she  watched it the disc crumbled; and the lineaments of the King  became confused。  Jonathan; who had followed close behind;  beheld these changes from over her shoulder; and his face  darkened sorely。

'Now;' said she; 'come back to table; and to…day it is I that  shall say grace; as I used to do in the old times; day about  with Dick'; and covering her eyes with one hand; 'O Lord;'  said she with deep emotion; 'make us thankful; and; O Lord;  deliver us from evil!  For the love of the poor souls that  watch for us in heaven; O deliver us from evil。'



THE GREAT NORTH ROAD CHAPTER VII … THE BLEACHING…GREEN



THE year moved on to March; and March; though it blew bitter  keen from the North Sea; yet blinked kindly between whiles on  the river dell。  The mire dried up in the closest covert;  life ran in the bare branches; and the air of the afternoon  would be suddenly sweet with the fragrance of new grass。

Above and below the castle the river crooked like the letter  'S。'  The lower loop was to the left; and embraced the high  and steep projection which was crowned by the ruins; the  upper loop enclosed a lawny promontory; fringed by thorn and  willow。  It was easy to reach it from the castle side; for  the river ran in this part very quietly among innumerable  boulders and over dam…like walls of rock。  The place was all  enclosed; the wind a stranger; the turf smooth and solid; so  it was chosen by Nance to be her bleaching…green。

One day she brought a bucketful of linen; and had but begun  to wring and lay them out when Mr。 Archer stepped from the  thicket on the far side; drew very deliberately near; and sat  down in silence on the grass。  Nance looked up to greet him  with a smile; but finding her smile was not returned; she  fell into embarrassment and stuck the more busily to her  employment。  Man or woman; the whole world looks well at any  work to which they are accustomed; but the girl was ashamed  of what she did。  She was ashamed; besides; of the sun…bonnet  that so well became her; and ashamed of her bare arms; which  were her greatest beauty。

'Nausicaa;' said Mr。 Archer at last; 'I find you like  Nausicaa。'

'And who was she?' asked Nance; and laughed in spite of  herself; an empty and embarrassed laugh; that sounded in Mr。  Archer's ears; indeed; like music; but to her own like the  last grossness of rusticity。

'She was a princess of the Grecian islands;' he replied。  'A  king; being shipwrecked; found her washing by the shore。   Certainly I; too; was shipwrecked;' he continued; plucking at  the grass。  'There was never a more desperate castaway … to  fall from polite life; fortune; a shrine of honour; a  grateful conscience; duties willingly taken up and faithfully  discharged; and to fall to this … idleness; poverty;  inutility; remorse。'  He seemed to have forgotten her  presence; but here he remembered her again。  'Nance;' said  he; 'would you have a man sit down and suffer or rise up and  strive?'

'Nay;' she said。  'I would always rather see him doing。'

'Ha!' said Mr。 Archer; 'but yet you speak from an imperfect  knowledge。  Conceive a man damned to a choice of only evil …  misconduct upon either side; not a fault behind him; and yet  naught before him but this choice of sins。  How would you say  then?'

'I would say that he was much deceived; Mr。 Archer;' returned  Nance。  'I would say there was a third choice; and that the  right one。'

'I tell you;' said Mr。 Archer; 'the man I have in view hath  two ways open; and no more。  One to wait; like a poor mewling  baby; till Fate save or ruin him; the other to take his  troubles in his hand; and to perish or be saved at once。  It  is no point of morals; both are wrong。  Either way this step… child of Providence must fall; which shall he choose; by  doing or not doing?'

'Fall; then; is what I would say;' replied Nance。  'Fall  where you will; but do it!  For O; Mr。 Archer;' she  continued; stooping to her work; 'you that are good and kind;  and so wise; it doth sometimes go against my heart to see you  live on here like a sheep in a turnip…field!  If you were  braver … ' and here she paused; conscience…smitten。

'Do I; indeed; lack courage?' inquired Mr。 Archer of himself。   'Courage; the footstool of the virtues; upon which they  stand?  Courage; that a poor private carrying a musket has to  spare of; that does not fail a weasel or a rat; that is a  brutish faculty?  I to fail there; I wonder?  But what is  courage; then?  The constancy to endure oneself or to see  others suffer?  The itch of ill…advised activity: mere  shuttle…wittedness; or to be still and patient?  To inquire  of the significance of words is to rob ourselves of what we  seem to know; and yet; of all things; certainly to stand  still is the least heroic。  Nance;' he said; 'did you ever  hear of HAMLET?'

'Never;' said Nance。

''Tis an old play;' returned Mr。 Archer; 'and frequently  enacted。  This while I have been talking Hamlet。  You must  know this Hamlet was a Prince among the Danes;' and he told  her the play in a very good style; here and there quoting a  verse or two with solemn emphasis。

'It is strange;' said Nance; 'he was then a very poor  creature?'

'That was what he could not tell;' said Mr。 Archer。  'Look at  me; am I as poor a creature?'

She looked; and what she saw was the familiar thought of all  her hours; the tall figure very plainly habited in black; the  spotless ruffles; the slim hands; the long; well…shapen;  serious; shaven face; the wide and somewhat thin…lipped  mouth; the dark eyes that were so full of depth and change  and colour。  He was gazing at her with his brows a little  knit; his chin upon one hand and that elbow resting on his  knee。

'Ye look a man!' she cried; 'ay; and should be a great one!   The more shame to you to lie here idle like a dog before the  fire。'

'My fair Holdaway;' quoth Mr。 Archer; 'you are much set on  action。  I cannot dig; to beg I am ashamed。'  He continued;  looking at her with a half…absent fixity; ''Tis a strange  thing; certainly; that in my years of fortune I should never  taste happiness; and now when I am broke; enjoy so much of  it; for was I ever happier than to…day?  Was the grass  softer; the stream pleasanter in sound; the air milder; the  heart more at peace?  Why should I not sink?  To dig … why;  after all; it should be easy。  To take a mate; too?  Love is  of all grades since Jupiter; love fails to none; and  children' … but here he passed his hand suddenly over his  eyes。  'O fool and coward; fool and coward!' he said  bitterly; 'can you forget your fetters?  You did not know  that I was fettered; Nance?' he asked; again addressing her。

But Nance was somewhat sore。  'I know you keep talking;' she  said; and; turning half away from him; began to wring out a  sheet across her shoulder。  'I wonder you are not wearied of  your voice。  When the hands lie abed the tongue takes a  walk。'

Mr。 Archer laughed unpleasantly; rose and moved to the  water's edge。  In this part the body of the river poured  across a little narrow fell; ran some ten feet very smoothly  over a bed of pebbles; then getting wind; as it were; of  another shelf of rock which barred the channel; began; by  imperceptible degrees; to separate towards either shore in  dancing currents; and to leave the middle clear and stagnant。   The set towards either side was nearly equal; about one half  of the whole water plunged on the side of the castle; through  a narrow gullet; about one half ran ripping past the margin  of the green and slipped across a babbling rapid。

'Here;' said Mr。 Archer; after he had looked for some time at  the fine and shifting demarcation of these currents; 'come  here and see me try my fortune。'

'I am not like a man;' said Nance; 'I have no time to waste。'

'Come here;' he said again。  'I ask you seriously; Nance。  We  are not always childish when we seem so。'

She drew a little nearer。

'Now;' said he; 'you see these two channels … choose one。'

'I'll choose the nearest; to save time;' said Nance。

'Well; that shall be for action;' returned Mr。 Archer。  'And  since I wish to have the odds against me; not only the other  channel but yon stagnant water in the midst shall be for  lying still。  You see this?' he continued; pulling up a  withered rush。  'I break it in three。  I shall put each  separately at the top of the upper fall; and according as  they go by your way or by the other I shall guide my life。'

'This is very silly;' said Nance; with a movement of her  shoulders。

'I do not think it so;' said Mr。 Archer。

'And then;' she resumed; 'if you are to try your fortune; why  not evenly?'

'Nay;' returned Mr。 Archer with a smile; 'no man can put  complete reliance in blind fate; he must still cog the dice。'

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