第 22 节
作者:古诗乐      更新:2022-11-23 12:09      字数:9322
  unconsciousness; it was to catch again the rainbow thought with her
  first moment of awaking。
  CHAPTER VII … ENTER MEPHISTOPHELES
  TWO days later a gig from Crossmichael deposited Frank Innes at the
  doors of Hermiston。  Once in a way; during the past winter; Archie; in
  some acute phase of boredom; had written him a letter。  It had contained
  something in the nature of an invitation or a reference to an invitation
  … precisely what; neither of them now remembered。  When Innes had
  received it; there had been nothing further from his mind than to bury
  himself in the moors with Archie; but not even the most acute political
  heads are guided through the steps of life with unerring directness。
  That would require a gift of prophecy which has been denied to man。  For
  instance; who could have imagined that; not a month after he had
  received the letter; and turned it into mockery; and put off answering
  it; and in the end lost it; misfortunes of a gloomy cast should begin to
  thicken over Frank's career?  His case may be briefly stated。  His
  father; a small Morayshire laird with a large family; became
  recalcitrant and cut off the supplies; he had fitted himself out with
  the beginnings of quite a good law library; which; upon some sudden
  losses on the turf; he had been obliged to sell before they were paid
  for; and his bookseller; hearing some rumour of the event; took out a
  warrant for his arrest。  Innes had early word of it; and was able to
  take precautions。  In this immediate welter of his affairs; with an
  unpleasant charge hanging over him; he had judged it the part of
  prudence to be off instantly; had written a fervid letter to his father
  at Inverauld; and put himself in the coach for Crossmichael。  Any port
  in a storm!  He was manfully turning his back on the Parliament House
  and its gay babble; on porter and oysters; the race…course and the ring;
  and manfully prepared; until these clouds should have blown by; to share
  a living grave with Archie Weir at Hermiston。
  To do him justice; he was no less surprised to be going than Archie was
  to see him come; and he carried off his wonder with an infinitely better
  grace。
  〃Well; here I am!〃 said he; as he alighted。  〃Pylades has come to
  Orestes at last。  By the way; did you get my answer?  No?  How very
  provoking!  Well; here I am to answer for myself; and that's better
  still。〃
  〃I am very glad to see you; of course;〃 said Archie。  〃I make you
  heartily welcome; of course。  But you surely have not come to stay; with
  the Courts still sitting; is that not most unwise?〃
  〃Damn the Courts!〃 says Frank。  〃What are the Courts to friendship and a
  little fishing?〃
  And so it was agreed that he was to stay; with no term to the visit but
  the term which he had privily set to it himself … the day; namely; when
  his father should have come down with the dust; and he should be able to
  pacify the bookseller。  On such vague conditions there began for these
  two young men (who were not even friends) a life of great familiarity
  and; as the days drew on; less and less intimacy。  They were together at
  meal times; together o' nights when the hour had come for whisky…toddy;
  but it might have been noticed (had there been any one to pay heed) that
  they were rarely so much together by day。  Archie had Hermiston to
  attend to; multifarious activities in the hills; in which he did not
  require; and had even refused; Frank's escort。  He would be off
  sometimes in the morning and leave only a note on the breakfast table to
  announce the fact; and sometimes; with no notice at all; he would not
  return for dinner until the hour was long past。  Innes groaned under
  these desertions; it required all his philosophy to sit down to a
  solitary breakfast with composure; and all his unaffected good…nature to
  be able to greet Archie with friendliness on the more rare occasions
  when he came home late for dinner。
  〃I wonder what on earth he finds to do; Mrs。 Elliott?〃 said he one
  morning; after he had just read the hasty billet and sat down to table。
  〃I suppose it will be business; sir;〃 replied the housekeeper drily;
  measuring his distance off to him by an indicated curtsy。
  〃But I can't imagine what business!〃 he reiterated。
  〃I suppose it will be HIS business;〃 retorted the austere Kirstie。
  He turned to her with that happy brightness that made the charm of his
  disposition; and broke into a peal of healthy and natural laughter。
  〃Well played; Mrs。 Elliott!〃 he cried; and the housekeeper's face
  relaxed into the shadow of an iron smile。  〃Well played indeed!〃 said
  he。  〃But you must not be making a stranger of me like that。  Why;
  Archie and I were at the High School together; and we've been to college
  together; and we were going to the Bar together; when … you know!  Dear;
  dear me! what a pity that was!  A life spoiled; a fine young fellow as
  good as buried here in the wilderness with rustics; and all for what?  A
  frolic; silly; if you like; but no more。  God; how good your scones are;
  Mrs。 Elliott!〃
  〃They're no mines; it was the lassie made them;〃 said Kirstie; 〃and;
  saving your presence; there's little sense in taking the Lord's name in
  vain about idle vivers that you fill your kyte wi'。〃
  〃I daresay you're perfectly right; ma'am;〃 quoth the imperturbable
  Frank。  〃But as I was saying; this is a pitiable business; this about
  poor Archie; and you and I might do worse than put our heads together;
  like a couple of sensible people; and bring it to an end。  Let me tell
  you; ma'am; that Archie is really quite a promising young man; and in my
  opinion he would do well at the Bar。  As for his father; no one can deny
  his ability; and I don't fancy any one would care to deny that he has
  the deil's own temper … 〃
  〃If you'll excuse me; Mr。 Innes; I think the lass is crying on me;〃 said
  Kirstie; and flounced from the room。
  〃The damned; cross…grained; old broomstick!〃 ejaculated Innes。
  In the meantime; Kirstie had escaped into the kitchen; and before her
  vassal gave vent to her feelings。
  〃Here; ettercap!  Ye'll have to wait on yon Innes!  I canna haud myself
  in。  ‘Puir Erchie!'  I'd ‘puir Erchie' him; if I had my way!  And
  Hermiston with the deil's ain temper!  God; let him take Hermiston's
  scones out of his mouth first。  There's no a hair on ayther o' the Weirs
  that hasna mair spunk and dirdum to it than what he has in his hale
  dwaibly body!  Settin' up his snash to me!  Let him gang to the black
  toon where he's mebbe wantit … birling in a curricle … wi' pimatum on
  his heid … making a mess o' himsel' wi' nesty hizzies … a fair
  disgrace!〃  It was impossible to hear without admiration Kirstie's
  graduated disgust; as she brought forth; one after another; these
  somewhat baseless charges。  Then she remembered her immediate purpose;
  and turned again on her fascinated auditor。  〃Do ye no hear me; tawpie?
  Do ye no hear what I'm tellin' ye?  Will I have to shoo ye in to him?
  If I come to attend to ye; mistress!〃 And the maid fled the kitchen;
  which had become practically dangerous; to attend on Innes' wants in the
  front parlour。
  TANTAENE IRAE?  Has the reader perceived the reason?  Since Frank's
  coming there were no more hours of gossip over the supper tray!  All his
  blandishments were in vain; he had started handicapped on the race for
  Mrs。 Elliott's favour。
  But it was a strange thing how misfortune dogged him in his efforts to
  be genial。  I must guard the reader against accepting Kirstie's epithets
  as evidence; she was more concerned for their vigour than for their
  accuracy。  Dwaibly; for instance; nothing could be more calumnious。
  Frank was the very picture of good looks; good humour; and manly youth。
  He had bright eyes with a sparkle and a dance to them; curly hair; a
  charming smile; brilliant teeth; an admirable carriage of the head; the
  look of a gentleman; the address of one accustomed to please at first
  sight and to improve the impression。  And with all these advantages; he
  failed with every one about Hermiston; with the silent shepherd; with
  the obsequious grieve; with the groom who was also the ploughman; with
  the gardener and the gardener's sister … a pious; down…hearted woman
  with a shawl over her ears … he failed equally and flatly。  They did not
  like him; and they showed it。  The little maid; indeed; was an
  exception; she admired him devoutly; probably dreamed of him in her
  private hours; but she was accustomed to play the part of silent auditor
  to Kirstie's tirades and silent recipient of Kirstie's buffets; and she
  had learned not only to be a very capable girl of her years; but a very
  secret and prudent one besides。  Frank was thus conscious that he had
  one ally and sympathiser in the midst of that general union of disfavour
  that surrounded; watched; and waited on him