to have and to hold-第70章
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〃Not you； too； Ralph！〃 he cried。 〃I will not let you go。 Look for yourself！〃
He drew me to the window； Master Sandys gravely making place for us。 From the window was visible the neck of land and the forest beyond； and from the forest； up and down the river as far as the eye could reach； rose here and there thin columns of smoke。 Suddenly； as we stared； three or four white smoke puffs； like giant flowers； started out of the shadowy woods across the neck。 Following the crack of the muskets … fired out of pure bravado by their Indian owners … came the yelling of the savages。 The sound was prolonged and deep； as though issuing from many throats。
I looked and listened； and knew that I could not go； … not now。
〃She was not alone； Ralph；〃 said Rolfe； with his arm about me。 〃On the morning that she was missed； they found not Jeremy Sparrow either。 They tracked them both to the forest by the footprints upon the sand； though once in the wood the trail was lost。 The minister must have been watching； must have seen her leave the house； and must have followed her。 How she； and he after her； passed through the gates； none know。 So careless and confident had we grown … God forgive us！ … that they may have been left open all that night。 But he was with her； Ralph； she had not to face it alone〃 … His voice broke。
For myself； I was glad that the minister had been there； though I knew that for him also I should grieve after a while。
At the firing and the shouting West had rushed from the room； followed by his fellow Councilors； and now the Governor clapped on his headpiece and called to his men to bring his back…and…breast。 His wife hung around his neck； and he bade her good…by with great tenderness。 I looked dully on at that parting。 I too was going to battle。 Once I had tasted such a farewell； the pain； the passion； the sweetness； but never again； … never again。
He went； and the Treasurer； after a few words of comfort to Lady Wyatt； was gone also。 Both were merciful； and spoke not to me； but only bowed and turned aside； requiring no answering word or motion of mine。 When they were away； and there was no sound in the room save the caged bird's singing and Lady Wyatt's low sobs； I begged Rolfe to leave me； telling him that he was needed； as indeed he was； and that I would stay in the window for a while； and then would join him at the palisade。 He was loath to go； but he too had loved and lost； and knew that there is nothing to be said； and that it is best to be alone。 He went； and only Lady Wyatt and I kept the quiet room with the singing bird and the sunshine on the floor。
I leaned against the window and looked out into the street； … which was not crowded now； for the men were all at their several posts； … and at the budding trees； and at the smoke of many fires going up from the forest to the sky； from a world of hate and pain and woe to the heaven where she dwelt； and then I turned and went to the table； where had been set bread and meat and wine。
At the sound of my footstep Lady Wyatt uncovered her face。 〃Is there aught that I can do for you； sir？〃 she asked timidly。
〃I have not broken my fast for many hours； madam；〃 I answered。 〃I would eat and drink； that I may not be found wanting in strength。 There is a thing that I have yet to do。〃
Rising from her chair； she brushed away her tears； and coming to the table with a little housewifely eagerness would not let me wait upon myself； but carved and poured for me； and then sat down opposite me and covered her eyes with her hand。
〃I think that the Governor is quite safe； madam；〃 I said。 〃I do not believe that the Indians will take the palisade。 It may even be that； knowing we are prepared； they will not attack at all。 Indeed； I think that you may be easy about him。〃
She thanked me with a smile。 〃It is all so strange and dreadful to me； sir；〃 she said。 〃At my home； in England； it was like a Sunday morning all the year round； … all stillness and peace； no terror； no alarm。 I fear that I am not yet a good Virginian。〃
When I had eaten； and had drunk the wine she gave me； I rose； and asked her if I might not see her safe within the fort before I joined her husband at the palisade。 She shook her head； and told me that there were with her faithful servants； and that if the savages broke in upon the town she would have warning in time to flee； the fort being so close at hand。 When I thereupon begged her leave to depart； she first curtsied to me； and then； again with tears； came to me and took my hand in hers。 〃I know that there is naught that I can say。 。 。 。 Your wife loved you； sir； with all her heart。〃 She drew something from the bosom of her gown。 〃Would you like this？ It is a knot of ribbon that she wore。 They found it caught in a bush at the edge of the forest。〃
I took the ribbon from her and put it to my lips； then unknotted it and tied it around my arm； and then； wearing my wife's colors； I went softly out into the street； and turned my face toward the guest house and the man whom I meant to kill。
CHAPTER XXXVII IN WHICH MY LORD AND I PART COMPANY
THE door of the guest house stood wide； and within the lower room were neither men that drank nor men that gave to drink。 Host and drawers and chance guests alike had left pipe and tankard for sword and musket； and were gone to fort or palisade or river bank。
I crossed the empty room and went up the creaking stairway。 No one met me or withstood me； only a pigeon perched upon the sill of a sunny window whirred off into the blue。 I glanced out of the window as I passed it； and saw the silver river and the George and the Esperance； with the gunners at the guns watching for Indian canoes； and saw smoke rising from the forest on the southern shore。 There had been three houses there； … John West's and Minifie's and Crashaw's。 I wondered if mine were burning； too； at Weyanoke； and cared not if 't was so。
The door of the upper room was shut。 When I raised the latch and pushed against it； it gave at the top and middle； but there was some pressure from within at the bottom。 I pushed again； more strongly； and the door slowly opened； moving away whatever thing had lain before it。 Another moment； and I was in the room； and had closed and barred the door behind me。
The weight that had opposed me was the body of the Italian； lying face downwards； upon the floor。 I stooped and turned it over； and saw that the venomous spirit had flown。 The face was purple and distorted； the lips were drawn back from the teeth in a dreadful smile。 There was in the room a faint； peculiar； not unpleasant odor。 It did not seem strange to me to find that serpent； which had coiled in my path； dead and harmless for evermore。 Death had been busy of late； if he struck down the flower； why should he spare the thing that I pushed out of my way with my foot？
Ten feet from the door stood a great screen； hiding from view all that might be beyond。 It was very quiet in the room； with the sunshine coming through the window； and a breeze that smelt of the sea。 I had not cared to walk lightly or to close the door softly； and yet no voice had challenged my entrance。 For a minute I feared to find the dead physician the room's only occupant； then I passed the screen and came upon my enemy。
He was sitting beside a table； with his arms outstretched and his head bowed upon them。 My footfall did not rouse him； he sat there in the sunshine as still as the figure that lay before the threshold。 I thought with a dull fury that maybe he was dead already； and I walked hastily and heavily across the floor to the table。 He was a living man； for with the fingers of one hand he was slowly striking against a sheet of paper that lay beneath them。 He knew not that I stood above him； he was listening to other footsteps。
The paper was a letter； unfolded and written over with great black characters。 The few lines above those moving fingers stared me in the face。 They ran thus： 〃I told you that you had as well cut your throat as go upon that mad Virginia voyage。 Now all's gone； … wealth； honors； favor。 Buckingham is the sun in heaven； and cold are the shadows in which we walk who hailed another luminary。 There's a warrant out for the Black Death； look to it
