the queen of hearts-第93章

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consequence　of　them；　he　rose　up　with　a　stamp　of　his　foot；　and
sent　for　his　gold…laced　cocked　hat　that　he　wears　on　Sundays；　and
his　long　cane　with　the　ivory　top　to　it。

〃I'll　give　it　to　him；〃　said　the　beadle。　〃Come　along　with　me；　my
dear。　I　think　I　told　you　you　were　a　good　girl　at　the　inquestif
I　didn't；　I　tell　you　so　now。　I'll　give　it　to　him！　Come　along　with
me。〃

And　he　went　out；　striding　on　with　his　cocked　hat　and　his　great
cane；　and　I　followed　him。

〃Landlord！〃　he　cries；　the　moment　he　gets　into　the　passage；　with　a
thump　of　his　cane　on　the　floor；　〃landlord！〃　with　a　look　all　round
him　as　if　he　was　King　of　England　calling　to　a　beast；　〃come　out！〃

The　moment　the　landlord　came　out　and　saw　who　it　was；　his　eye
fixed　on　the　cocked　hat；　and　he　turned　as　pale　as　ashes。

〃How　dare　you　frighten　this　poor　girl？〃　says　the　beadle。　〃How
dare　you　bully　her　at　this　sorrowful　time　with　threatening　to　do
what　you　know　you　can't　do？　How　dare　you　be　a　cowardly；　bullying；
braggadocio　of　an　unmanly　landlord？　Don't　talk　to　me：　I　won't
hear　you。　I'll　pull　you　up；　sir。　If　you　say　another　word　to　the
young　woman；　I'll　pull　you　up　before　the　authorities　of　this
metropolitan　parish。　I've　had　my　eye　on　you；　and　the　authorities
have　had　their　eye　on　you；　and　the　rector　has　had　his　eye　on　you。
We　don't　like　the　look　of　your　small　shop　round　the　corner；　we
don't　like　the　look　of　some　of　the　customers　who　deal　at　it；　we
don't　like　disorderly　characters；　and　we　don't　by　any　manner　of
means　like　you。　Go　away。　Leave　the　young　woman　alone。　Hold　your
tongue；　or　I'll　pull　you　up。　If　he　says　another　word；　or
interferes　with　you　again；　my　dear；　come　and　tell　me；　and；　as
sure　as　he's　a　bullying；　unmanly；　braggadocio　of　a　landlord；　I'll
pull　him　up。〃

With　those　words　the　beadle　gave　a　loud　cough　to　clear　his
throat；　and　another　thump　of　his　cane　on　the　floor；　and　so　went
striding　out　again　before　I　could　open　my　lips　to　thank　him。　The
landlord　slunk　back　into　his　room　without　a　word。　I　was　left
alone　and　unmolested　at　last；　to　strengthen　myself　for　the　hard
trial　of　my　poor　love's　funeral　to…morrow。


March　13th。　It　is　all　over。　A　week　ago　her　head　rested　on　my
bosom。　It　is　laid　in　the　churchyard　now；　the　fresh　earth　lies
heavy　over　her　grave。　I　and　my　dearest　friend；　the　sister　of　my
love；　are　parted　in　this　world　forever。

I　followed　her　funeral　alone　through　the　cruel；　hustling　streets。
Sally；　I　thought；　might　have　offered　to　go　with　me；　but　she　never
so　much　as　came　into　my　room。　I　did　not　like　to　think　badly　of
her　for　this；　and　I　am　glad　I　restrained　myself；　for；　when　we　got
into　the　churchyard；　among　the　two　or　three　people　who　were
standing　by　the　open　grave　I　saw　Sally；　in　her　ragged　gray　shawl
and　her　patched　black　bonnet。　She　did　not　seem　to　notice　me　till
the　last　words　of　the　service　had　been　read　and　the　clergyman　had
gone　away；　then　she　came　up　and　spoke　to　me。

〃I　couldn't　follow　along　with　you；〃　she　said；　looking　at　her
ragged　shawl；　〃for　I　haven't　a　decent　suit　of　clothes　to　walk　in。
I　wish　I　could　get　vent　in　crying　for　her　like　you；　but　I　can't；
all　the　crying's　been　drudged　and　starved　out　of　me　long　ago。
Don't　you　think　about　lighting　your　fire　when　you　get　home。　I'll
do　that；　and　get　you　a　drop　of　tea　to　comfort　you。〃

She　seemed　on　the　point　of　saying　a　kind　word　or　two　more；　when；
seeing　the　beadle　coming　toward　me；　she　drew　back；　as　if　she　was
afraid　of　him；　and　left　the　churchyard。

〃Here's　my　subscription　toward　the　funeral；〃　said　the　beadle；
giving　me　back　his　shilling　fee。　〃Don't　say　anything　about　it；
for　it　mightn't　be　approved　of　in　a　business　point　of　view；　if　it
came　to　some　people's　ears。　Has　the　landlord　said　anything　more
to　you？　no；　I　thought　not。　He's　too　polite　a　man　to　give　me　the
trouble　of　pulling　him　up。　Don't　stop　crying　here；　my　dear。　Take
the　advice　of　a　man　familiar　with　funerals；　and　go　home。〃

I　tried　to　take　his　advice；　but　it　seemed　like　deserting　Mary　to
go　away　when　all　the　rest　forsook　her。

I　waited　about　till　the　earth　was　thrown　in　and　the　man　had　left
the　place；　then　I　returned　to　the　grave。　Oh；　how　bare　and　cruel
it　was；　without　so　much　as　a　bit　of　green　turf　to　soften　it！　Oh；
how　much　harder　it　seemed　to　live　than　to　die；　when　I　stood　alone
looking　at　the　heavy　piled…up　lumps　of　clay；　and　thinking　of　what
was　hidden　beneath　them！

I　was　driven　home　by　my　own　despairing　thoughts。　The　sight　of
Sally　lighting　the　fire　in　my　room　eased　my　heart　a　little。　When
she　was　gone；　I　took　up　Robert's　letter　again　to　keep　my　mind
employed　on　the　only　subject　in　the　world　that　has　any　interest
for　it　now。

This　fresh　reading　increased　the　doubts　I　had　already　felt
relative　to　his　having　remained　in　America　after　writing　to　me。
My　grief　and　forlornness　have　made　a　strange　alteration　in　my
former　feelings　about　his　coming　back。　I　seem　to　have　lost　all　my
prudence　and　self…denial；　and　to　care　so　little　about　his
poverty；　and　so　much　about　himself；　that　the　prospect　of　his
return　is　really　the　only　comforting　thought　I　have　now　to
support　me。　　I　know　this　is　weak　in　me；　and　that　his　coming　back
can　l　ead　to　no　good　result　for　either　of　us；　but　he　is　the　only
living　being　left　me　to　love；　andI　can't　explain　itbut　I　want
to　put　my　arms　round　his　neck　and　tell　him　about　Mary。


March　14th。　I　locked　up　the　end　of　the　cravat　in　my
writing…desk。　No　change　in　the　dreadful　suspicions　that　the　bare
sight　of　it　rouses　in　me。　I　tremble　if　I　so　much　as　touch　it。


March　15th；　16th；　17th。　Work；　work；　work。　If　I　don't　knock　up；
I　shall　be　able　to　pay　back　the　advance　in　another　week；　and
then；　with　a　little　more　pinching　in　my　daily　expenses；　I　may
succeed　in　saving　a　shilling　or　two　to　get　some　turf　to　put　over
Mary's　grave；　and　perhaps　even　a　few　flowers　besides　to　grow
round　it。


March　18th。　Thinking　of　Robert　all　day　long。　Does　this　mean
that　he　is　really　coming　back？　If　it　does；　reckoning　the　distance
he　is　at　from　New　York；　and　the　time　ships　take　to　get　to
England；　I　might　see　him　by　the　end　of　April　or　the　beginning　of
May。


March　19th。　I　don't　remember　my　mind　running　once　on　the　end　of
the　cravat　yesterday；　and　I　am　certain　I　never　looked　at　it；　yet
I　had　the　strangest　dream　concerning　it　at　night。　I　thought　it
was　lengthened　into　a　long　clew；　like　the　silken　thread　that　led
to　Rosamond's　Bower。　I　thought　I　took　hold　of　it；　and　followed　it
a　little　way；　and　then　got　frightened　and　tried　to　go　back；　but
found　that　I　was　obliged；　in　spite　of　myself；　to　go　on。　It　led　me
through　a　place　like　the　Valley　of　the　Shadow　of　Death；　in　an　old
print　I　remember　in　my　mother's　copy　of　the　Pilgrim's　Progress。　I
seemed　to　be　months　and　months　following　it　without　any　respite；
till　at　last　it　brought　me；　on　a　sudden；　face　to　face　with　an
angel　whose　eyes　were　like　Mary's。　He　said　to　me；　〃Go　on；　still；
the　truth　is　at　the　end；　waiting　for　you　to　find　it。〃　I　burst　out
crying；　for　the　angel　had　Mary's　voice　as　well　as　Mary's　eyes；
and　woke　with　my　heart　throbbing　and　my　cheeks　all　wet。　What　is
the　meaning　of　this？　Is　it　always　superstitious；　I　wonder；　to
believe　that　dreams　may　come　true？

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April　30th。　I　have　found　it！　God　knows　to　what　results　it　may
lead；　but　it　is　as　certain　as　that　I　am　sitting　here　before　my
journal　that　I　have　found　the　cravat　from　which　the　end　in　Mary's
hand　was　torn。　I　discovered　it　last　night；　but　the　flutter　I　was
in；　and　the　nervousness　and　uncertainty　I　felt；　prevented　me　from
noting　down　this　most　extraordinary　and　unexpected　event　at　the
time　when　it　happened。　Let　me　try　if　I　can　preserve　the　memory　of
it　in　writing　now。

I　was　going　home　rather　late　from　where　I　work；　when　I　suddenly
remembered　that　I　had　forgotten　to　buy　myself　any　candles　the
evening　before；　and　that　I　should　be　left　in　the　dark　if　I　did
not　manage　to　rectify　this　mistake　in　some　way。　The　shop　close　to
me；　at　which　I　usually　deal；　would　be　shut　up；　I　knew；　before　I
could　get　to　it；　so　I　determined　to　go　into　the　first　place　I
passed　where　candles　were　sold。　This　turned　out　to　be　a　small
shop　with　two　counters；　which　did　business　on　one　side　in　the
general　grocery　way；　and　on　the