the poor clare-第6章
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horn by solitude and mysterious sorrow。 Then she took up her tale； and in few brief words； told me of her wanderings abroad in vain search after her daughter； sometimes in the wake of armies； sometimes in camp； sometimes in city。 The lady； whose waiting…woman Mary had gone to be； had died soon after the date of her last letter home； her husband； the foreign officer； had been serving in Hungary； whither Bridget had followed him； but too late to find him。 Vague rumours reached her that Mary had made a great marriage： and this sting of doubt was added；whether the mother might not be close to her child under her new name； and even hearing of her every day； and yet never recognizing the lost one under the appellation she then bore。 At length the thought took possession of her； that it was possible that all this time Mary might be at home at Coldholme； in the Trough of Bolland； in Lancashire； in England； and home came Bridget； in that vain hope； to her desolate hearth； and empty cottage。 Here she had thought it safest to remain； if Mary was in life； it was here she would seek for her mother。
I noted down one or two particulars out of Bridget's narrative that I thought might be of use to me： for I was stimulated to further search in a strange and extraordinary manner。 It seemed as if it were impressed upon me； that I must take up the quest where Bridget had laid it down； and this for no reason that had previously influenced me （such as my uncle's anxiety on the subject； my own reputation as a lawyer； and so on）； but from some strange power which had taken possession of my will only that very morning； and which forced it in the direction it chose。
〃I will go；〃 said I。 〃I will spare nothing in the search。 Trust to me。 I will learn all that can be learnt。 You shall know all that money； or pains； or wit can discover。 It is true she may be long dead： but she may have left a child。〃
〃A child！〃 she cried； as if for the first time this idea had struck her mind。 〃Hear him； Blessed Virgin！ he says she may have left a child。 And you have never told me； though I have prayed so for a sign； waking or sleeping！〃
〃Nay；〃 said I； 〃I know nothing but what you tell me。 You say you heard of her marriage。〃
But she caught nothing of what I said。 She was praying to the Virgin in a kind of ecstasy； which seemed to render her unconscious of my very presence。
From Coldholme I went to Sir Philip Tempest's。 The wife of the foreign officer had been a cousin of his father's； and from him I thought I might gain some particulars as to the existence of the Count de la Tour d'Auvergne； and where I could find him； for I knew questions de vive voix aid the flagging recollection； and I was determined to lose no chance for want of trouble。 But Sir Philip had gone abroad； and it would be some time before I could receive an answer。 So I followed my uncle's advice； to whom I had mentioned how wearied I felt； both in body and mind； by my will…o'…the…wisp search。 He immediately told me to go to Harrogate； there to await Sir Philip's reply。 I should be near to one of the places connected with my search； Coldholme； not far from Sir Philip Tempest； in case he returned； and I wished to ask him any further questions； and； in conclusion； my uncle bade me try to forget all about my business for a time。
This was far easier said than done。 I have seen a child on a common blown along by a high wind； without power of standing still and resisting the tempestuous force。 I was somewhat in the same predicament as regarded my mental state。 Something resistless seemed to urge my thoughts on； through every possible course by which there was a chance of attaining to my object。 I did not see the sweeping moors when I walked out： when I held a book in my hand； and read the words； their sense did not penetrate to my brain。 If I slept； I went on with the same ideas； always flowing in the same direction。 This could not last long without having a bad effect on the body。 I had an illness； which； although I was racked with pain； was a positive relief to me； as it compelled me to live in the present suffering； and not in the visionary researches I had been continually making before。 My kind uncle came to nurse me； and after the immediate danger was over； my life seemed to slip away in delicious languor for two or three months。 I did not askso much did I dread falling into the old channel of thoughtwhether any reply had been received to my letter to Sir Philip。 I turned my whole imagination right away from all that subject。 My uncle remained with me until nigh midsummer； and then returned to his business in London； leaving me perfectly well； although not completely strong。 I was to follow him in a fortnight； when； as he said； 〃we would look over letters； and talk about several things。〃 I knew what this little speech alluded to； and shrank from the train of thought it suggested； which was so intimately connected with my first feelings of illness。 However； I had a fortnight more to roam on those invigorating Yorkshire moors。
In those days； there was one large； rambling inn； at Harrogate； close to the Medicinal Spring； but it was already becoming too small for the accommodation of the influx of visitors； and many lodged round about； in the farm…houses of the district。 It was so early in the season； that I had the inn pretty much to myself； and； indeed； felt rather like a visitor in a private house； so intimate had the landlord and landlady become with me during my long illness。 She would chide me for being out so late on the moors； or for having been too long without food； quite in a motherly way； while he consulted me about vintages and wines； and taught me many a Yorkshire wrinkle about horses。 In my walks I met other strangers from time to time。 Even before my uncle had left me； I had noticed； with half…torpid curiosity； a young lady of very striking appearance； who went about always accompanied by an elderly companion；hardly a gentlewoman； but with something in her look that prepossessed me in her favour。 The younger lady always put her veil down when any one approached； so it had been only once or twice； when I had come upon her at a sudden turn in the path； that I had even had a glimpse at her face。 I am not sure if it was beautiful； though in after…life I grew to think it so。 But it was at this time overshadowed by a sadness that never varied： a pale； quiet； resigned look of intense suffering； that irresistibly attracted me；not with love； but with a sense of infinite compassion for one so young yet so hopelessly unhappy。 The companion wore something of the same look： quiet melancholy； hopeless； yet resigned。 I asked my landlord who they were。 He said they were called Clarke； and wished to be considered as mother and daughter； but that； for his part； he did not believe that to be their right name； or that there was any such relationship between them。 They had been in the neighbourhood of Harrogate for some time； lodging in a remote farm…house。 The people there would tell nothing about them； saying that they paid handsomely； and never did any harm； so why should they be speaking of any strange things that might happen？ That； as the landlord shrewdly observed； showed there was something out of the common way he had heard that the elderly woman was a cousin of the farmer's where they lodged； and so the regard existing between relations might help to keep them quiet。
〃What did he think； then； was the reason for their extreme seclusion？〃 asked I。
〃Nay； he could not tell；not he。 He had heard that the young lady； for all as quiet as she seemed； played strange pranks at times。〃 He shook his head when I asked him for more particulars； and refused to give them； which made me doubt if he knew any； for he was in general a talkative and communicative man。 In default of other interests； after my uncle left； I set myself to watch these two people。 I hovered about their walks drawn towards them with a strange fascination； which was not diminished by their evident annoyance at so frequently meeting me。 One day； I had the sudden good fortune to be at hand when they were alarmed by the attack of a bull； which； in those unenclosed grazing district
