westward ho-第81章
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The men came in yawning; and settled themselves to sleep on the floor。
〃Where's Yeo?〃
No one knew; he had gone out to say his prayers; and had not returned。
〃Never mind;〃 said Amyas; who suspected some plot on the old man's part。 〃He'll take care of himself; I'll warrant him。〃
〃No fear of that; sir;〃 and the four tars were soon snoring in concert round the fire; while Amyas laid himself on the settle; with his saddle for a pillow。
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It was about midnight; when Amyas leaped to his feet; or rather fell upon his back; upsetting saddle; settle; and finally; table; under the notion that ten thousand flying dragons were bursting in the window close to his ear; with howls most fierce and fell。 The flying dragons past; however; being only a flock of terror…stricken geese; which flew flapping and screaming round the corner of the house; but the noise which had startled them did not pass; and another minute made it evident that a sharp fight was going on in the courtyard; and that Yeo was hallooing lustily for help。
Out turned the men; sword in hand; burst the back door open; stumbling over pails and pitchers; and into the courtyard; where Yeo; his back against the stable…door; was holding his own manfully with sword and buckler against a dozen men。
Dire and manifold was the screaming; geese screamed; chickens screamed; pigs screamed; donkeys screamed; Mary screamed from an upper window; and to complete the chorus; a flock of plovers; attracted by the noise; wheeled round and round overhead; and added their screams also to that Dutch concert。
The screaming went on; but the fight ceased; for; as Amyas rushed into the yard; the whole party of ruffians took to their heels; and vanished over a low hedge at the other end of the yard。
〃Are you hurt; Yeo?〃
〃Not a scratch; thank Heaven! But I've got two of them; the ringleaders; I have。 One of them's against the wall。 Your horse did for t'other。〃
The wounded man was lifted up; a huge ruffian; nearly as big as Amyas himself。 Yeo's sword had passed through his body。 He groaned and choked for breath。
〃Carry him indoors。 Where is the other?〃
〃Dead as a herring; in the straw。 Have a care; men; have a care how you go in! the horses are near mad!〃
However; the man was brought out after a while。 With him all was over。 They could feel neither pulse nor breath。
〃Carry him in too; poor wretch。 And now; Yeo; what is the meaning of all this?〃
Yeo's story was soon told。 He could not get out of his Puritan head the notion (quite unfounded; of course) that Eustace had meant to steal the horses。 He had seen the inn…keeper sneak off at their approach; and expecting some night…attack; he had taken up his lodging for the night in the stable。
As he expected; an attempt was made。 The door was opened (how; he could not guess; for he had fastened it inside); and two fellows came in; and began to loose the beasts。 Yeo's account was; that he seized the big fellow; who drew a knife on him; and broke loose; the horses; terrified at the scuffle; kicked right and left; one man fell; and the other ran out; calling for help; with Yeo at his heels; 〃Whereon;〃 said Yeo; 〃seeing a dozen more on me with clubs and bows; I thought best to shorten the number while I could; ran the rascal through; and stood on my ward; and only just in time I was; what's more; there's two arrows in the house wall; and two or three more in my buckler; which I caught up as I went out; for I had hung it close by the door; you see; sir; to be all ready in case;〃 said the cunning old Philistine…slayer; as they went in after the wounded man。
But hardly had they stumbled through the low doorway into the back… kitchen when a fresh hubbub arose insidemore shouts for help。 Amyas ran forward breaking his head against the doorway; and beheld; as soon as he could see for the flashes in his eyes; an old acquaintance; held on each side by a sturdy sailor。
With one arm in the sleeve of his doublet; and the other in a not over spotless shirt; holding up his hose with one hand; and with the other a candle; whereby he had lighted himself to his own confusion; foaming with rage; stood Mr。 Evan Morgans; alias Father Parsons; looking; between his confused habiliments and his fiery visage (as Yeo told him to his face); 〃the very moral of a half… plucked turkey…cock。〃 And behind him; dressed; stood Eustace Leigh。
〃We found the maid letting these here two out by the front door;〃 said one of the captors。
〃Well; Mr。 Parsons;〃 said Amyas; 〃and what are you about here? A pretty nest of thieves and Jesuits we seem to have routed out this evening。〃
〃About my calling; sir;〃 said Parsons; stoutly。 〃By your leave; I shall prepare this my wounded lamb for that account to which your man's cruelty has untimely sent him。〃
The wounded man; who lay upon the floor; heard Parsons' voice; and moaned for the 〃Patrico。〃
〃You see; sir;〃 said he; pompously; 〃the sheep know their shepherd's voice。〃
〃The wolves you mean; you hypocritical scoundrel!〃 said Amyas; who could not contain his disgust。 〃Let the fellow truss up his points; lads; and do his work。 After all; the man is dying。〃
〃The requisite matters; sir; are not at hand;〃 said Parsons; unabashed。
〃Eustace; go and fetch his matters for him; you seem to be in all his plots。〃
Eustace went silently and sullenly。
〃What's that fresh noise at the back; now?〃
〃The maid; sir; a wailing over her uncle; the fellow that we saw sneak away when we came up。 It was him the horse killed。〃
It was true。 The wretched host had slipped off on their approach; simply to call the neighboring outlaws to the spoil; and he had been filled with the fruit of his own devices。
〃His blood be on his own head;〃 said Amyas。
〃I question; sir;〃 said Yeo; in a low voice; 〃whether some of it will not be on the heads of those proud prelates who go clothed in purple and fine linen; instead of going forth to convert such as he; and then wonder how these Jesuits get hold of them。 If they give place to the devil in their sheepfolds; sure he'll come in and lodge there。 Look; sir; there's a sight in a gospel land!〃
And; indeed; the sight was curious enough。 For Parsons was kneeling by the side of the dying man; listening earnestly to the confession which the man sobbed out in his gibberish; between the spasms of his wounded chest。 Now and then Parsons shook his head; and when Eustace returned with the holy wafer; and the oil for extreme unction; he asked him; in a low voice; 〃Ballard; interpret for me。〃
And Eustace knelt down on the other side of the sufferer; and interpreted his thieves' dialect into Latin; and the dying man held a hand of each; and turned first to one and then to the other stupid eyes;not without affection; though; and gratitude。
〃I can't stand this mummery any longer;〃 said Yeo。 〃Here's a soul perishing before my eyes; and it's on my conscience to speak a word in season。〃
〃Silence!〃 whispered Amyas; holding him back by the arm; 〃he knows them; and he don't know you; they are the first who ever spoke to him as if he had a soul to be saved; and first come; first served; you can do no good。 See; the man's face is brightening already。〃
〃But; sir; 'tis a false peace。〃
〃At all events he is confessing his sins; Yeo; and if that's not good for him; and you; and me; what is?〃
〃Yea; Amen! sir; but this is not to the right person。〃
〃How do you know his words will not go to the right person; after all; though he may not send them there? By heaven! the man is dead!〃
It was so。 The dark catalogue of brutal deeds had been gasped out; but ere the words of absolution could follow; the head had fallen back; and all was over。
〃Confession in extremis is sufficient;〃 said Parsons to Eustace (〃Ballard;〃 as Parsons called him; to Amyas's surprise); as he rose。 〃As for the rest; the intention will be accepted instead of the act。〃
〃The Lord have mercy on his soul!〃 said Eustace。
〃His soul is lost before our very eyes;〃 said Yeo。
〃Mind your own business;〃 said Amyas。
〃Humph; but I'll tell you; sir; what our business is; if you'll step aside with me。 I