第 30 节
作者:浮游云中      更新:2021-02-20 16:27      字数:9322
  times before; but you I have seen very seldom of late。                 Somehow; since I
  returned   this   time;   you   seem   to   keep   me   at   a   distance。 You   no   longer
  confide     to  me    your   great   plans   for   the  abolishment      of   war;   and   the
  improvement of mankind generally。               Why don't you tell me whether you
  have   as   yet   succeeded   in   convincing   the   peasants   that   cleanliness   is   a
  cardinal virtue; that hawthorn hedges are more picturesque than rail fences;
  and that salt meat is a very indigestible article?〃
  〃You     know     the   fate  of   my   reforms;     from    long   experience;〃     she
  answered;   with   the   same   sad;   sweet   smile。      〃I   am   afraid   there   must   be
  some thing radically wrong about my methods; and; moreover; I know that
  your aspirations and mine are no longer the same; if they ever have been;
  and I am not ungenerous enough to force you to feign an interest which
  you do not feel。〃
  〃Yes;   I   know   you   think   me   flippant   and   boyish;〃   retorted   he;   with
  sudden energy; and   tossing a stone down into the  gulf below。                    〃But;  by
  the way; my friend Strand; if he ever comes; would be just the man for you。
  He has quite as many hobbies as you have; and; what is more; he has a
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  profound      respect   for  hobbies     in  general;   and   is  universally    charitable
  toward those of others。〃
  〃Your friend is a great man;〃 said the girl; earnestly。             〃I have read his
  book on ‘The Wading Birds of the Norwegian Highlands;' and none but a
  great man could have written it。〃
  〃He is an odd stick; but;  for all that;  a capital fellow;   and I have no
  doubt you would get on admirably with him。〃
  At this moment the conversation was interrupted by the appearance of
  the pastor's man; Hans; who came to tell the 〃young miss〃 that there was a
  big tramp hovering about the barns in the 〃out…fields;〃 where he had been
  sleeping during the last three nights。          He was a dangerous character; Hans
  thought;   at   least   judging   from   his   looks;   and   it   was   hardly   safe   for   the
  young miss to be roaming about the fields at night as long as he was in the
  neighborhood。
  〃Why   don't   you   speak   to   the   pastor;   and   have   him   arrested?〃   said
  Arnfinn; impatient of Hans's long…winded recital。
  〃No;   no;   say   nothing   to   father;〃   demanded Augusta;   eagerly。       〃Why
  should you arrest a poor man as long as he does nothing worse than sleep
  in the barns in the out…fields?〃
  〃As you say; miss;〃 retorted Hans; and departed。
  The moon came up pale and mist…like over the eastern mountain ridges;
  struggled   for   a   few   brief   moments   feebly   with   the   sunlight;   and   then
  vanished。
  〃It is strange;〃 said Arnfinn; 〃how everything reminds me of Strand to…
  night。    What gloriously absurd apostrophes to the moon he could make!
  I   have   not   told   you;   cousin;   of   a   very   singular   gift   which   he   possesses。
  He   can   attract   all   kinds   of   birds   and   wild   animals   to   himself;   he   can
  imitate their voices; and they flock around him; as if he were one of them;
  without fear of harm。〃
  〃How   delightful;〃   cried   Augusta;   with   sudden   animation。          〃What   a
  glorious man your friend must be!〃
  〃Because the snipes and the wild ducks like him? You seem to have
  greater confidence in their judgment than in mine。〃
  〃Of   course   I   haveat   least   as   long   as   you   persist   in   joking。 But;
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  jesting aside; what a wondrously beautiful life he must lead whom Nature
  takes thus into her confidence; who has; as it were; an inner and subtler
  sense;    corresponding       to  each   grosser   and    external   one;   who    is  keen…
  sighted   enough   to   read   the   character   of   every   individual   beast;   and   has
  ears sensitive to the full pathos of joy or sorrow in the song of the birds
  that inhabit our woodlands。〃
  〃Whether he has any such second set of senses as you speak of; I don't
  know; but there can be no doubt that his familiarity; not to say intimacy;
  with    birds   and   beasts   gives   him   a  great   advantage   as    a  naturalist。   I
  suppose you know that his little book has been translated into French; and
  rewarded with the gold medal of the Academy。〃
  〃Hush!      What is that?〃 Augusta sprang up; and held her hand to her
  ear。
  〃Some   love…lorn   mountain…cock   playing   yonder   in   the   pine   copse;〃
  suggested Arnfinn; amused at his cousin's eagerness。
  〃You   silly   boy!    Don't   you   know   the   mountain…   cock   never   plays
  except at sunrise?〃
  〃He     would    have   a  sorry   time   of   it  now;  then;   when    there   IS   no
  sunrise。〃
  〃And so he has; he does not play except in early spring。〃
  The noise; at first faint; now grew louder。             It began with a series of
  mellow;      plaintive   clucks    that  followed    thickly   one    upon   another;    like
  smooth   pearls   of   sound   that   rolled   through   the   throat   in   a   continuous
  current; then came a few sharp notes as of a large bird that snaps his bill;
  then   a   long;   half…melodious   rumbling;   intermingled   with   cacklings   and
  snaps;   and   at   last;   a   sort   of   diminuendo   movement   of   the   same   round;
  pearly clucks。       There was a whizzing of wing…beats in the air; two large
  birds swept over their heads and struck down into the copse whence the
  sound had issued。
  〃This is indeed a most singular thing;〃 said Augusta; under her breath;
  and with wide…eyed wonder。 〃Let us go nearer; and see what it can be。〃
  〃I am sure I can go if you can;〃 responded Arnfinn; not any too eagerly。
  〃Give me your hand; and we can climb the better。〃
  As they approached the pine copse; which
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  projected   like   a   promontory   from   the   line   of   the   denser   forest;   the
  noise ceased; and only the plaintive whistling of a mountain…hen; calling
  her   scattered   young   together;   and   now   and   then   the   shrill   response   of   a
  snipe to the cry of its lonely mate; fell upon the summer night; not as an
  interruption; but as an outgrowth of the very silence。               Augusta stole with
  soundless tread through the transparent gloom which lingered under those
  huge   black   crowns;   and   Arnfinn   followed   impatiently   after。         Suddenly
  she motioned to him to stand still; and herself bent forward in an attitude
  of surprise and eager observation。            On the ground; some fifty steps from
  where she was stationed; she saw a man stretched out full length; with a
  knapsack under his head; and surrounded by a flock of downy; half…grown
  birds; which   responded   with a  low;  anxious   piping to   his   alluring   cluck;
  then scattered with sudden alarm; only to return again in the same curious;
  cautious fashion as before。          Now and then there was a great flapping of
  wings     in  the   trees  overhead;     and   a  heavy    brown     and   black   speckled
  mountain…hen   alighted   close   to   the   man's   head;   stretched   out   her   neck
  toward   him;   cocked   her   head;   called   her   scattered   brood   together;   and
  departed with slow and deliberate wing…beats。
  Again there was a frightened flutter over… head; a shrill anxious whistle
  rose in the air; and all was silence。         Augusta had stepped on a dry branch…
  …it had broken under her weight hence the sudden confusion and flight。
  The unknown man had sprung up; and his eye; after a moment's search;
  had found the dark; beautiful face peering forth behind the red fir…trunk。
  He did not speak or salute her; he greeted her with silent joy; as one greets
  a wondrous vision which is too frail and bright for consciousness to grasp;
  which is lost the very instant one is conscious of seeing。                  But; while to
  the girl the sight; as it were; hung trembling in the range of mere physical
  perception; while its suddenness held it aloof from moral reflection; there
  came a   great shout   from behind;  and Arnfinn;  whom in   her surprise she
  had quite forgotten; came bounding forward; grasping the stranger by the
  hand   with   much   vigor;   laughing   heartily;   and   pouring   forth   a   confused
  stream   of   delighted   i