for the term of his natural life-第59章
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mpts to regain his freedom。 Indeed; the Gazette; discovering that the wretch had been originally transported for highway robbery; argued very ably it would be far better to hang such wild beasts in the first instance than suffer them to cumber the ground; and grow confirmed in villainy。 〃Of what use to society;〃 asked the Gazette; quite pathetically; 〃has this scoundrel been during the last eleven years?〃 And everybody agreed that he had been of no use whatever。
Miss Sylvia Vickers also received an additional share of public attention。 Her romantic rescue by the heroic Frere; who was shortly to reap the reward of his devotion in the good old fashion; made her almost as famous as the villain Dawes; or his confederate monster John Rex。 It was reported that she was to give evidence on the trial; together with her affianced husband; they being the only two living witnesses who could speak to the facts of the mutiny。 It was reported also that her lover was naturally most anxious that she should not give evidence; as she wasan additional point of romantic interestaffected deeply by the illness consequent on the suffering she had undergone; and in a state of pitiable mental confusion as to the whole business。 These reports caused the Court; on the day of the trial; to be crowded with spectators; and as the various particulars of the marvellous history of this double escape were detailed; the excitement grew more intense。 The aspect of the four heavily…ironed prisoners caused a sensation which; in that city of the ironed; was quite novel; and bets were offered and taken as to the line of defence which they would adopt。 At first it was thought that they would throw themselves on the mercy of the Crown; seeking; in the very extravagance of their story; to excite public sympathy; but a little study of the demeanour of the chief prisoner; John Rex; dispelled that conjecture。 Calm; placid; and defiant; he seemed prepared to accept his fate; or to meet his accusers with some plea which should be sufficient to secure his acquittal on the capital charge。 Only when he heard the indictment; setting forth that he had 〃feloniously pirated the brig Osprey;〃 he smiled a little。
Mr。 Meekin; sitting in the body of the Court; felt his religious prejudices sadly shocked by that smile。 〃A perfect wild beast; my dear Miss Vickers;〃 he said; returning; in a pause during the examination of the convicts who had been brought to identify the prisoner; to the little room where Sylvia and her father were waiting。 〃He has quite a tigerish look about him。〃
〃Poor man!〃 said Sylvia; with a shudder。
〃Poor! My dear young lady; you do not pity him?〃
〃I do;〃 said Sylvia; twisting her hands together as if in pain。 〃I pity them all; poor creatures。〃
〃Charming sensibility!〃 says Meekin; with a glance at Vickers。 〃The true woman's heart; my dear Major。〃
The Major tapped his fingers impatiently at this ill…timed twaddle。 Sylvia was too nervous just then for sentiment。 〃Come here; Poppet;〃 he said; 〃and look through this door。 You can see them from here; and if you do not recognize any of them; I can't see what is the use of putting you in the box; though; of course; if it is necessary; you must go。〃
The raised dock was just opposite to the door of the room in which they were sitting; and the four manacled men; each with an armed warder behind him; were visible above the heads of the crowd。 The girl had never before seen the ceremony of trying a man for his life; and the silent and antique solemnities of the business affected her; as it affects all who see it for the first time。 The atmosphere was heavy and distressing。 The chains of the prisoners clanked ominously。 The crushing force of judge; gaolers; warders; and constables assembled to punish the four men; appeared cruel。 The familiar faces; that in her momentary glance; she recognized; seemed to her evilly transfigured。 Even the countenance of her promised husband; bent eagerly forward towards the witness…box; showed tyrannous and bloodthirsty。 Her eyes hastily followed the pointing finger of her father; and sought the men in the dock。 Two of them lounged; sullen and inattentive; one nervously chewed a straw; or piece of twig; pawing the dock with restless hand; the fourth scowled across the Court at the witness…box; which she could not see。 The four faces were all strange to her。
〃No; papa;〃 she said; with a sigh of relief; 〃I can't recognize them at all。〃
As she was turning from the door; a voice from the witness…box behind her made her suddenly pale and pause to look again。 The Court itself appeared; at that moment; affected; for a murmur ran through it; and some official cried; 〃Silence!〃
The notorious criminal; Rufus Dawes; the desperado of Port Arthur; the wild beast whom the Gazette had judged not fit to live; had just entered the witness…box。 He was a man of thirty; in the prime of life; with a torso whose muscular grandeur not even the ill…fitting yellow jacket could altogether conceal; with strong; embrowned; and nervous hands; an upright carriage; and a pair of fierce; black eyes that roamed over the Court hungrily。
Not all the weight of the double irons swaying from the leathern thong around his massive loins; could mar that elegance of attitude which comes only from perfect muscular development。 Not all the frowning faces bent upon him could frown an accent of respect into the contemptuous tones in which he answered to his name; 〃Rufus Dawes; prisoner of the Crown〃。
〃Come away; my darling;〃 said Vickers; alarmed at his daughter's blanched face and eager eyes。
〃Wait;〃 she said impatiently; listening for the voice whose owner she could not see。 〃Rufus Dawes! Oh; I have heard that name before!〃
〃You are a prisoner of the Crown at the penal settlement of Port Arthur?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃For life?〃
〃For life。〃
Sylvia turned to her father with breathless inquiry in her eyes。 〃Oh; papa! who is that speaking? I know the name! the voice!〃
〃That is the man who was with you in the boat; dear;〃 says Vickers gravely。 〃The prisoner。〃
The eager light died out of her eyes; and in its place came a look of disappointment and pain。 〃I thought it was a good man;〃 she said; holding by the edge of the doorway。 〃It sounded like a good voice。〃
And then she pressed her hands over her eyes and shuddered。 〃There; there;〃 says Vickers soothingly; 〃don't be afraid; Poppet; he can't hurt you now。〃
〃No; ha! ha!〃 says Meekin; with great display of off…hand courage; 〃the villain's safe enough now。〃
The colloquy in the Court went on。 〃Do you know the prisoners in the dock?〃
〃Yes。〃 〃Who are they?〃
〃John Rex; Henry Shiers; James Lesly; and; andI'm not sure about the last man。〃 〃You are not sure about the last man。 Will you swear to the three others?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃You remember them well?〃
〃I was in the chain…gang at Macquarie Harbour with them for three years。〃 Sylvia; hearing this hideous reason for acquaintance; gave a low cry; and fell into her father's arms。
〃Oh; papa; take me away! I feel as if I was going to remember something terrible!〃
Amid the deep silence that prevailed; the cry of the poor girl was distinctly audible in the Court; and all heads turned to the door。 In the general wonder no one noticed the change that passed over Rufus Dawes。 His face flushed scarlet; great drops of sweat stood on his forehead; and his black eyes glared in the direction from whence the sound came; as though they would pierce the envious wood that separated him from the woman whose voice he had heard。 Maurice Frere sprang up and pushed his way through the crowd under the bench。
〃What's this?〃 he said to Vickers; almost brutally。 〃What did you bring her here for? She is not wanted。 I told you that。〃
〃I considered it my duty; sir;〃 says Vickers; with stately rebuke。
〃What has frightened her? What has she heard? What has she seen?〃 asked Frere; with a strangely white face。 〃Sylvia; Sylvia!〃
She opened her eyes at the sound of his voice。 〃Take me home; papa; I'm ill。 Oh; what thoughts!〃
〃What does she mean?〃 cried Frere; looking in alarm from one to the other。
〃That ruffian Dawes frightened her;〃 said Meekin。 〃A gush of recollectio