lay morals-第48章
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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。'
By this time he had got upon the rock beside the upper fall; and; bidding her look out; dropped a piece of rush into the middle of the intake。 The rusty fragment was sucked at once over the fall; came up again far on the right hand; leaned ever more and more in the same direction; and disappeared under the hanging grasses on the castle side。
'One;' said Mr。 Archer; 'one for standing still。'
But the next launch had a different fate; and after hanging for a while about the edge of the stagnant water; steadily approached the bleaching…green and danced down the rapid under Nance's eyes。
'One for me;' she cried with some exultation; and then she observed that Mr。 Archer had grown pale; and was kneeling on the rock; with his hand raised like a person petrified。 'Why;' said she; 'you do not mind it; do you?'
'Does a man not mind a throw of dice by which a fortune hangs?' said Mr。 Archer; rather hoarsely。 'And this is more than fortune。 Nance; if you have any kindness for my fate; put up a prayer before I launch the next one。'
'A prayer;' she cried; 'about a game like this? I would not be so heathen。'
'Well;' said he; 'then without;' and he closed his eyes and dropped the piece of rush。 This time there was no doubt。 It went for the rapid as straight as any arrow。
'Action then!' said Mr。 Archer; getting to his feet; 'and then God forgive us;' he added; almost to himself。
'God forgive us; indeed;' cried Nance; 'for wasting the good daylight! But come; Mr。 Archer; if I see you look so serious I shall begin to think you was in earnest。'
'Nay;' he said; turning upon her suddenly; with a full smile; 'but is not this good advice? I have consulted God and demigod; the nymph of the river; and what I far more admire and trust; my blue…eyed Minerva。 Both have said the same。 My own heart was telling it already。 Action; then; be mine; and into the deep sea with all this paralysing casuistry。 I am happy to…day for the first time。'
THE GREAT NORTH ROAD CHAPTER VIII … THE MAIL GUARD
SOMEWHERE about two in the morning a squall had burst upon the castle; a clap of screaming wind that made the towers rock; and a copious drift of rain that streamed from the windows。 The wind soon blew itself out; but the day broke cloudy and dripping; and when the little party assembled at breakfast their humours appeared to have changed with the change of weather。 Nance had been brooding on the scene at the river…side; applying it in various ways to her particular aspirations; and the result; which was hardly to her mind; had taken the colour out of her cheeks。 Mr。 Archer; too; was somewhat absent; his thoughts were of a mingled strain; and even upon his usually impassive countenance there were betrayed successive depths of depression and starts of exultation; which the girl translated in terms of her own hopes and fears。 But Jonathan was the most altered: he was strangely silent; hardly passing a word; and watched Mr。 Archer with an eager and furtive eye。 It seemed as if the idea that had so long hovered before him had now taken a more solid shape; and; while it still attracted; somewhat alarmed his imagination。
At this rate; conversation languished into a silence which was only broken by the gentle and ghostly noises of the rain on the stone roof and about all that field of ruins; and they were all relieved when the note of a man whistling and the sound of approaching footsteps in the grassy court announced a visitor。 It was the ostler from the 'Green Dragon' bringing a letter for Mr。 Archer。 Nance saw her hero's face contract and then relax again at sight of it; and she thought that she knew why; for the sprawling; gross black characters of the address were easily distinguishable from the fine writing on the former letter that had so much disturbed him。 He opened it and began to read; while the ostler sat down to table with a pot of ale; and proceeded to make himself agreeable after his fashion。
'Fine doings down our way; Miss Nance;' said he。 'I haven't been abed this blessed night。'
Nance expressed a polite interest; but her eye was on Mr。 Archer; who was reading his letter with a face of such extreme indifference that she was tempted to suspect him of assumption。
'Yes;' continued the ostler; 'not been the like of it this fifteen years: the North Mail stopped at the three stones。'
Jonathan's cup was at his lip; but at this moment he choked with a great splutter; and Mr。 Archer; as if startled by the noise; made so sudden a movement that one corner of the sheet tore off and stayed between his finger and thumb。 It was some little time before the old man was sufficiently recovered to beg the ostler to go on; and he still kept coughing and crying and rubbing his eyes。 Mr。 Archer; on his side; laid the letter down; and; putting his hands in his pocket; listened gravely to the tale。
'Yes;' resumed Sam; 'the North Mail was stopped by a single horseman; dash my wig; but I admire him! There were four insides and two out; and poor Tom Oglethorpe; the guard。 Tom showed himself a man; let fly his blunderbuss at him; had him covered; too; and could swear to that; but the Captain never let on; up with a pistol and fetched poor Tom a bullet through the body。 Tom; he squelched upon the seat; all over blood。 Up comes the Captain to the window。 〃Oblige me;〃 says he; 〃with what you have。〃 Would you believe it? Not a man says cheep! … not them。 〃Thy hands over thy head。〃 Four watches; rings; snuff…boxes; seven…and…forty pounds overhead in gold。 One Dicksee; a grazier; tries it on: gives him a guinea。 〃Beg your pardon;〃 says the Captain; 〃I think too highly of you to take it at your hand。 I will not take less than ten from such a gentleman。〃 This Dicksee had his money in his stocking; but there was the pistol at his eye。 Down he goes; offs with his stocking; and there was thirty golden guineas。 〃Now;〃 says the Captain; 〃you've tried it on with me; but I scorns the advantage。 Ten I said;〃 he says; 〃and ten I take。〃 So; dash