the gathering of brother hilarius(希拉里兄的收集)-第5章
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front flowed the river like a stream of molten gold。
Hilarius gave a little cry。
〃'Tis like the New Jerusalem！〃 he said； and Martin smiled grimly。
An hour later they stood within the walls of Westminster city； and
Hilarius； amazed and weary； clung close to Martin's side。 Around him he
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saw russet…clad archers； grooms； men on horseback； pedlars； pages；
falconers； scullions with meats； gallant knights； gaily dressed ladies； it was
like a tangled dream。 The gabled fronts of the houses were richly
blazoned or hung with scarlet cloth； it was a shifting scene of colour； life；
and movement； and to Hilarius' untutored eyes； wild confusion。 Outside
the taverns clustered all sorts and conditions of men； drinking； gossiping；
singing； for the day's work was done。 In the courtyard of the 〃Black
Boar〃 a chained bear padded restlessly to and fro； and Hilarius crossed
himself anxiously … was the devil about to beset him under all guises at
once？ He raised a fervent Ora pro me to St Benedict as he hurried past。
A string of pack…horses in the narrow street sent folk flying for refuge to
the low dark doorways； and a buxom wench； seeing the pretty lad； bussed
him soundly。 This was too much； only the man in him stayed the
indignant tears。 〃Martin； Martin！〃 he cried； but the minstrel was on his
own ground now； and was hailed everywhere with acclamations； and news
given and demanded in a breath。 Hilarius； shrinking； aghast； his ears
scourged with rough oaths and rude jests； his eyes offended by the easy
manners round him； his cheek hot from the late salute； took refuge under a
low archway； and waited with anxious heart until the minstrel should have
done with the crowd。
Martin did not forget him。
〃Hole； lad！〃 he cried； 〃see how they welcome the King's bird back to
his cage！ As for thee； thou hast gone straight to thy cot like a homing
pigeon； through that archway； lad； lies thy journey's end。〃 Then；
apprehending for the first time Hilarius' white face and piteous eyes；
Martin strode across； swept him under the archway into a quiet courtyard
where a fountain rippled； and； having handed him over to Sir John's
steward； left him with a friendly slap on the back and the promise of
speedy meeting。
Hilarius delivered the Prior's letter； and followed the steward into a
rush…strewn hall where scullions and serving…men were busy with
preparations for the evening meal； and sat there； lonely and dejected； his
curiosity quenched； his heart sore； his whole being crying out for the
busied peace and silent orderliness of his cloister home。 The servants
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gibed at him； but he was too weary to heed； indeed he hardly noticed when
the household swept in to supper； until a page…boy tweaked him slyly by
the ear and bade him come to table。 He ate and drank thankfully； too
dazed to take note of the meal； and the pages and squires among whom he
sat left him alone； abashed at his gentleness。 At last； something restored
by the much…needed food； Hilarius looked round the hall。
It reminded him of the Refectory at home； save that it was far loftier
and heavily timbered。 The twilight stealing in through high lancet
windows served but to emphasize the upper gloom； which the morrow's
sun would dissipate into cunningly carved woodwork … a man's thought in
every quaintly wrought boss and panel； grotesque beast and guarding saint。
A raised table stood at the upper end of the hall； and here gaily dressed
pages waited on the master of the house and his honoured guests。
Hilarius rightly guessed the tall； careworn man of distinguished presence
to be no other than Sir John himself； and he liked him well； but his eyes
wandered carelessly over the rest of the company until they were caught
and held by a woman's face。 It was Eleanor； the fairest of the knight's
three fair daughters； and when Hilarius saw her he felt as a weary traveller
feels who meets a fellow citizen in a far…off land。
〃Even such a face must the Blessed Agnes have had；〃 he thought； his
mind reverting to his favourite Saint； 〃she is like the lilies in the garth at
home。〃
It was a strange comparison； for the girl was extravagantly dressed in
costly materials and brilliant colours； her hair coifed in the foolish French
fashion of the day； and yet； despite it all； she looked a nun。 Her face was
pale； her brows set straight； her eyes； save when she was much moved；
were like grey shadows veiling an unknown soul； her mouth； delicately
curved； was scarcely reddened； her head drooped slightly on her long；
slender neck； a gesture instinct with gracious humility。 She was like a
pictured saint： Hilarius' gaze clung to her； followed her as she left the hall；
and saw her still as he sat apart while the serving men cleared the lower
tables and brought in the sleeping gear for the night。 He lay down with
the rest； and through the high； lancet windows the moonlight kissed his
white and weary face as it was wont to do on bright nights in the cloister
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dormitory。 Around him men lay sleeping soundly after the day's toils；
there was none to heed； and he sobbed like a little homesick child； until his
tired youth triumphed； and he fell asleep； to dream of Martin and the Prior；
the lady at the raised table； and the pale； sweet lilies in the cloister garth。
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PART II … THE FLOWER
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CHAPTER I … THE CITY OF PURE GOLD
〃BLIND eyes； blind eyes！〃 sang the dancer。
Hilarius woke with a start。 He had fallen asleep on a bench in the
sunny courtyard and his dream had carried him back to the forest。 He sat
rubbing his eyes and only half…awake； the sun kissing his hair into a halo
against the old grey wall。 A falcon near fretted restlessly on her perch；
and a hound asleep by the fountain rose； and； slowly stretching its great
limbs； came towards him。
It was four o'clock on a warm day in September； the courtyard was
deserted save for a few busied serving men； and the knight and his
household； were at a tilting in the Outer Bailey； all but the Lady Eleanor；
Hilarius' mistress； for； as Martin had foreseen； Sir John had so appointed
it。
It was now two months since Hilarius had come to the city which had
seemed to him in the distance as the New Jerusalem full of promise； but he
had found no angels at the gates； nor were the streets full of the righteous；
nay； the place seemed nearer of kin to the Babylon of Blessed John's
Vision … with
