第 42 节
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泰达魔王 更新:2024-07-17 14:41 字数:9322
of Sam just above them; his white eyes strained half out of their
orbits; his white teeth chattering; and his whole visage shining
with cold perspiration。
〃We're discovered!〃 cried one。
〃Down with him!〃 cried another。
Sam heard the cocking of a pistol; but did not pause for the
report。 He scrambled over rock and stone; through brush and brier;
rolled down banks like a hedgehog; scrambled up others like a
catamount。 In every direction he heard some one or other of the
gang hemming him in。 At length he reached the rocky ridge along
the river; one of the red…caps was hard behind him。 A steep rock
like a wall rose directly in his way; it seemed to cut off all
retreat; when fortunately he espied the strong; cord…like branch of
a grapevine reaching half way down it。 He sprang at it with the
force of a desperate man; seized it with both hands; and; being
young and agile; succeeded in swinging himself to the summit of the
cliff。 Here he stood in full relief against the sky; when the red…
cap cocked his pistol and fired。 The ball whistled by Sam's head。
With the lucky thought of a man in an emergency; he uttered a yell;
fell to the ground; and detached at the same time a fragment of the
rock; which tumbled with a loud splash into the river。
〃I've done his business;〃 said the red…cap to one or two of his
comrades as they arrived panting。 〃He'll tell no tales; except to
the fishes in the river。〃
His pursuers now turned to meet their companions。 Sam; sliding
silently down the surface of the rock; let himself quietly into his
skiff; cast loose the fastening; and abandoned himself to the rapid
current; which in that place runs like a mill stream; and soon
swept him off from the neighborhood。 It was not; however; until he
had drifted a great distance that he ventured to ply his oars; when
he made his skiff dart like an arrow through the strait of Hell
Gate; never heeding the danger of Pot; Frying Pan; nor Hog's Back
itself; nor did he feel himself thoroughly secure until safely
nestled in bed in the cockloft of the ancient farmhouse of the
Suydams。
Here the worthy Peechy Prauw paused to take breath; and to take a
sip of the gossip tankard that stood at his elbow。 His auditors
remained with open mouths and outstretched necks; gaping like a
nest of swallows for an additional mouthful。
〃And is that all?〃 exclaimed the half…pay officer。
〃That's all that belongs to the story;〃 said Peechy Prauw。
〃And did Sam never find out what was buried by the red…caps?〃 said
Wolfert eagerly; whose mind was haunted by nothing but ingots and
doubloons。
〃Not that I know of;〃 said Peechy; 〃he had no time to spare from
his work; and; to tell the truth; he did not like to run the risk
of another race among the rocks。 Besides; how should he recollect
the spot where the grave had been digged? everything would look so
different by daylight。 And then; where was the use of looking for
a dead body when there was no chance of hanging the murderers?〃
〃Aye; but are you sure it was a dead body they buried?〃 said
Wolfert。
〃To be sure;〃 cried Peechy Prauw exultingly。 〃Does it not haunt in
the neighborhood to this very day?〃
〃Haunts!〃 exclaimed several of the party; opening their eyes still
wider; and edging their chairs still closer。
〃Aye; haunts;〃 repeated Peechy; 〃have none of you heard of Father
Red…cap; who haunts the old burned farmhouse in the woods; on the
border of the Sound; near Hell Gate?〃
〃Oh; to be sure; I've heard tell of something of the kind; but then
I took it for some old wives' fable。〃
〃Old wives' fable or not;〃 said Peechy Prauw; 〃that farmhouse
stands hard by the very spot。 It's been unoccupied time out of
mind; and stands in a lonely part of the coast; but those who fish
in the neighborhood have often heard strange noises there; and
lights have been seen about the wood at night; and an old fellow in
a red cap has been seen at the windows more than once; which people
take to be the ghost of the body buried there。 Once upon a time
three soldiers took shelter in the building for the night; and
rummaged it from top to bottom; when they found old Father Red…cap
astride of a cider barrel in the cellar; with a jug in one hand and
a goblet in the other。 He offered them a drink out of his goblet;
but just as one of the soldiers was putting it to his mouthwhew!…
…a flash of fire blazed through the cellar; blinded every mother's
son of them for several minutes; and when they recovered their
eyesight; jug; goblet; and Red…cap had vanished; and nothing but
the empty cider barrel remained。〃
Here the half…pay officer; who was growing very muzzy and sleepy;
and nodding over his liquor; with half…extinguished eye; suddenly
gleamed up like an expiring rush…light。
〃That's all fudge!〃 said he; as Peechy finished his last story。
〃Well; I don't vouch for the truth of it myself;〃 said Peechy
Prauw; 〃though all the world knows that there's something strange
about that house and grounds; but as to the story of Mud Sam; I
believe it just as well as if it had happened to myself。〃
The deep interest taken in this conversation by the company had
made them unconscious of the uproar abroad among the elements; when
suddenly they were electrified by a tremendous clap of thunder。 A
lumbering crash followed instantaneously; shaking the building to
its very foundation。 All started from their seats; imagining it
the shock of an earthquake; or that old Father Red…cap was coming
among them in all his terrors。 They listened for a moment; but
only heard the rain pelting against the windows and the wind
howling among the trees。 The explosion was soon explained by the
apparition of an old negro's bald head thrust in at the door; his
white goggle eyes contrasting with his jetty poll; which was wet
with rain; and shone like a bottle。 In a jargon but half
intelligible he announced that the kitchen chimney had been struck
with lightning。
A sullen pause of the storm; which now rose and sank in gusts;
produced a momentary stillness。 In this interval the report of a
musket was heard; and a long shout; almost like a yell; resounded
from the shores。 Everyone crowded to the window; another musket
shot was heard; and another long shout; mingled wildly with a
rising blast of wind。 It seemed as if the cry came up from the
bosom of the waters; for though incessant flashes of lightning
spread a light about the shore; no one was to be seen。
Suddenly the window of the room overhead was opened; and a loud
halloo uttered by the mysterious stranger。 Several hailings passed
from one party to the other; but in a language which none of the
company in the barroom could understand; and presently they heard
the window closed; and a great noise overhead; as if all the
furniture were pulled and hauled about the room。 The negro servant
was summoned; and shortly afterwards was seen assisting the veteran
to lug the ponderous sea chest downstairs。
The landlord was in amazement。 〃What; you are not going on the
water in such a storm?〃
〃Storm!〃 said the other scornfully; 〃do you call such a sputter of
weather a storm?〃
〃You'll get drenched to the skin; you'll catch your death!〃 said
Peechy Prauw affectionately。
〃Thunder and lightning!〃 exclaimed the veteran; 〃don't preach about
weather to a man that has cruised in whirlwinds and tornadoes。〃
The obsequious Peechy was again struck dumb。 The voice from the
water was heard once more in a tone of impatience; the bystanders
stared with redoubled awe at this man of storms; who seemed to have
come up out of the deep; and to be summoned back to it again。 As;
with the assistance of the negro; he slowly bore his ponderous sea
chest toward the shore; they eyed it with a superstitious feeling;
half doubting whether he were not really about to embark upon it
and launch forth upon the wild waves。 They followed him at a
distance with a lantern。
〃Dowse'1' the light!〃 roared the hoarse voice from the water。 〃No
one wants light here!〃
'1' Extinguish。
〃Thunder and lightning!〃 exclaimed the veteran; turning short upon
them; 〃back to the house with you!〃
Wolfert and his companions shrank back in dismay。 Still their
curiosity would not allow them entirely to withdraw。 A long sheet
of lightning now flickered across the waves; and discovered a boat;
filled with men; just under a rocky point; rising and sinking with
the heaving surges; and swashing the waters at every heave。 It was
with difficulty held to the rocks by a boat hook; for the current
rushed furiously round the point。 The veteran hoisted one end of
the lumbering sea chest on the gunwale of the boat; and seized the
handle at the other end to lift it in; when the motion propelled
the boat from the shore; the chest slipped off from the gunwale;
and; sinki