the witch and other stories-第40章
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Little circles of light danced from his hands to his cap; raced
over the saddle along the horse's back; and vanished in its mane
near its ears。
〃There are lots of hidden treasures in these parts;〃 he said。
And slowly stretching; he looked round him; resting his eyes on
the whitening east and added:
〃There must be treasures。〃
〃To be sure;〃 sighed the old man; 〃one can see from every sign
there are treasures; only there is no one to dig them; brother。
No one knows the real places; besides; nowadays; you must
remember; all the treasures are under a charm。 To find them and
see them you must have a talisman; and without a talisman you can
do nothing; lad。 Yefim had talismans; but there was no getting
anything out of him; the bald devil。 He kept them; so that no one
could get them。〃
The young shepherd crept two paces nearer to he old man and;
propping his head on his fists; fastened his fixed stare upon
him。 A childish expression of terror and curiosity gleamed in his
dark eyes; and seemed in the twilight to stretch and flatten out
the large features of his coarse young face。 He was listening
intently。
〃It is even written in the Scriptures that there are lots of
treasures hidden here;〃 the old man went on; 〃it is so for sure。
。 。 and no mistake about it。 An old soldier of Novopavlovka was
shown at Ivanovka a writing; and in this writing it was printed
about the place of the treasure and even how many pounds of gold
was in it and the sort of vessel it was in; they would have found
the treasures long ago by that writing; only the treasure is
under a spell; you can't get at it。〃
〃Why can't you get at it; grandfather?〃 asked the young man。
I suppose there is some reason; the soldier didn't say。 It is
under a spell 。 。 。 you need a talisman。〃
The old man spoke with warmth; as though he were pouring out his
soul before the overseer。 He talked through his nose and; being
unaccustomed to talk much and rapidly; stuttered; and; conscious
of his defects; he tried to adorn his speech with gesticulations
of the hands and head and thin shoulders; and at every movement
his hempen shirt crumpled into folds; slipped upwards and
displayed his back; black with age and sunburn。 He kept pulling
it down; but it slipped up again at once。 At last; as though
driven out of all patience by the rebellious shirt; the old man
leaped up and said bitterly:
〃There is fortune; but what is the good of it if it is buried in
the earth? It is just riches wasted with no profit to anyone;
like chaff or sheep's dung; and yet there are riches there; lad;
fortune enough for all the country round; but not a soul sees it!
It will come to this; that the gentry will dig it up or the
government will take it away。 The gentry have begun digging the
barrows。 。 。 。 They scented something! They are envious of the
peasants' luck! The government; too; is looking after itself。 It
is written in the law that if any peasant finds the treasure he
is to take it to the authorities! I dare say; wait till you get
it! There is a brew but not for you!〃
The old man laughed contemptuously and sat down on the ground。
The overseer listened with attention and agreed; but from his
silence and the expression of his figure it was evident that what
the old man told him was not new to him; that he had thought it
all over long ago; and knew much more than was known to the old
shepherd。
〃In my day; I must own; I did seek for fortune a dozen times;〃
said the old man; scratching himself nervously。 〃I looked in the
right places; but I must have come on treasures under a charm。 My
father looked for it; too; and my brother; too but not a thing
did they find; so they died without luck。 A monk revealed to my
brother Ilya the Kingdom of Heaven be his that in one place
in the fortress of Taganrog there was a treasure under three
stones; and that that treasure was under a charm; and in those
days it was; I remember; in the year '38 an Armenian used
to live at Matvyeev Barrow who sold talismans。 Ilya bought a
talisman; took two other fellows with him; and went to Taganrog。
Only when he got to the place in the fortress; brother; there was
a soldier with a gun; standing at the very spot。 。 。 。〃
A sound suddenly broke on the still air; and floated in all
directions over the steppe。 Something in the distance gave a
menacing bang; crashed against stone; and raced over the steppe;
uttering; 〃Tah! tah! tah! tah!〃 When the sound had died away the
old man looked inquiringly at Panteley; who stood motionless and
unconcerned。
〃It's a bucket broken away at the pits;〃 said the young shepherd
after a moment's thought。
It was by now getting light。 The Milky Way had turned pale and
gradually melted like snow; losing its outlines; the sky was
becoming dull and dingy so that you could not make out whether it
was clear or covered thickly with clouds; and only from the
bright leaden streak in the east and from the stars that lingered
here and there could one tell what was coming。
The first noiseless breeze of morning; cautiously stirring the
spurges and the brown stalks of last year's grass; fluttered
along the road。
The overseer roused himself from his thoughts and tossed his
head。 With both hands he shook the saddle; touched the girth and;
as though he could not make up his mind to mount the horse; stood
still again; hesitating。
〃Yes;〃 he said; 〃your elbow is near; but you can't bite it。 There
is fortune; but there is not the wit to find it。〃
And he turned facing the shepherds。 His stern face looked sad and
mocking; as though he were a disappointed man。
〃Yes; so one dies without knowing what happiness is like 。 。 。〃
he said emphatically; lifting his left leg into the stirrup。 〃A
younger man may live to see it; but it is time for us to lay
aside all thought of it。〃
Stroking his long moustaches covered with dew; he seated himself
heavily on the horse and screwed up his eyes; looking into the
distance; as though he had forgotten something or left something
unsaid。 In the bluish distance where the furthest visible hillock
melted into the mist nothing was stirring; the ancient barrows;
once watch…mounds and tombs; which rose here and there above the
horizon and the boundless steppe had a sullen and death…like
look; there was a feeling of endless time and utter indifference
to man in their immobility and silence; another thousand years
would pass; myriads of men would die; while they would still
stand as they had stood; wit h no regret for the dead nor
interest in the living; and no soul would ever know why they
stood there; and what secret of the steppes was hidden under
them。
The rooks awakening; flew one after another in silence over the
earth。 No meaning was to be seen in the languid flight of those
long…lived birds; nor in the morning which is repeated punctually
every twenty…four hours; nor in the boundless expanse of the
steppe。
The overseer smiled and said:
〃What space; Lord have mercy upon us! You would have a hunt to
find treasure in it! Here;〃 he went on; dropping his voice and
making a serious face; 〃here there are two treasures buried for a
certainty。 The gentry don't know of them; but the old peasants;
particularly the soldiers; know all about them。 Here; somewhere
on that ridge 'the overseer pointed with his whip' robbers one
time attacked a caravan of gold; the gold was being taken from
Petersburg to the Emperor Peter who was building a fleet at the
time at Voronezh。 The robbers killed the men with the caravan and
buried the gold; but did not find it again afterwards。 Another
treasure was buried by our Cossacks of the Don。 In the year '12
they carried off lots of plunder of all sorts from the French;
goods and gold and silver。 When they were going homewards they
heard on the way that the government wanted to take away all the
gold and silver from them。 Rather than give up their plunder like
that to the government for nothing; the brave fellows took and
buried it; so that their children; anyway; might get it; but
where they buried it no one knows。〃
〃I have heard of those treasures;〃 the old man muttered grimly。
〃Yes 。 。 。〃 Panteley pondered ag