第 27 节
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sage; parsley; mint; groats; rice; milk; chopped egg; and other
ingredients。 They were afterwards roasted before a slow fire; and
eaten hot。
The business of chopping so many herbs for the various stuffings was
found to be aching work for women; and David; the miller; the
grinder; and the grinder's boy being fully occupied in their proper
branches; and Bob being very busy painting the gig and touching up
the harness; Loveday called in a friendly dragoon of John's regiment
who was passing by; and he; being a muscular man; willingly chopped
all the afternoon for a quart of strong; judiciously administered;
and all other victuals found; taking off his jacket and gloves;
rolling up his shirt…sleeves and unfastening his collar in an
honourable and energetic way。
All windfalls and maggot…cored codlins were excluded from the apple
pies; and as there was no known dish large enough for the purpose;
the puddings were stirred up in the milking…pail; and boiled in the
three…legged bell…metal crock; of great weight and antiquity; which
every travelling tinker for the previous thirty years had tapped
with his stick; coveted; made a bid for; and often attempted to
steal。
In the liquor line Loveday laid in an ample barrel of Casterbridge
'strong beer。' This renowned drinknow almost as much a thing of
the past as Falstaff's favourite beveragewas not only well
calculated to win the hearts of soldiers blown dry and dusty by
residence in tents on a hill…top; but of any wayfarer whatever in
that land。 It was of the most beautiful colour that the eye of an
artist in beer could desire; full in body; yet brisk as a volcano;
piquant; yet without a twang; luminous as an autumn sunset; free
from streakiness of taste; but; finally; rather heady。 The masses
worshipped it; the minor gentry loved it more than wine; and by the
most illustrious county families it was not despised。 Anybody
brought up for being drunk and disorderly in the streets of its
natal borough; had only to prove that he was a stranger to the place
and its liquor to be honourably dismissed by the magistrates; as one
overtaken in a fault that no man could guard against who entered the
town unawares。
In addition; Mr。 Loveday also tapped a hogshead of fine cider that
he had had mellowing in the house for several months; having bought
it of an honest down…country man; who did not colour; for any
special occasion like the present。 It had been pressed from fruit
judiciously chosen by an old handHorner and Cleeves apple for the
body; a few Tom…Putts for colour; and just a dash of Old
Five…corners for sparklea selection originally made to please the
palate of a well…known temperate earl who was a regular
cider…drinker; and lived to be eighty…eight。
On the morning of the Sunday appointed for her coming Captain Bob
Loveday set out to meet his bride。 He had been all the week engaged
in painting the gig; assisted by his brother at odd times; and it
now appeared of a gorgeous yellow; with blue streaks; and tassels at
the corners; and red wheels outlined with a darker shade。 He put in
the pony at half…past eleven; Anne looking at him from the door as
he packed himself into the vehicle and drove off。 There may be
young women who look out at young men driving to meet their brides
as Anne looked at Captain Bob; and yet are quite indifferent to the
circumstances; but they are not often met with。
So much dust had been raised on the highway by traffic resulting
from the presence of the Court at the town further on; that brambles
hanging from the fence; and giving a friendly scratch to the
wanderer's face; were dingy as church cobwebs; and the grass on the
margin had assumed a paper…shaving hue。 Bob's father had wished him
to take David; lest; from want of recent experience at the whip; he
should meet with any mishap; but; picturing to himself the
awkwardness of three in such circumstances; Bob would not hear of
this; and nothing more serious happened to his driving than that the
wheel…marks formed two serpentine lines along the road during the
first mile or two; before he had got his hand in; and that the horse
shied at a milestone; a piece of paper; a sleeping tramp; and a
wheelbarrow; just to make use of the opportunity of being in bad
hands。
He entered Casterbridge between twelve and one; and; putting up at
the Old Greyhound; walked on to the Bow。 Here; rather dusty on the
ledges of his clothes; he stood and waited while the people in their
best summer dresses poured out of the three churches round him。
When they had all gone; and a smell of cinders and gravy had spread
down the ancient high…street; and the pie…dishes from adjacent
bakehouses had all travelled past; he saw the mail coach rise above
the arch of Grey's Bridge; a quarter of a mile distant; surmounted
by swaying knobs; which proved to be the heads of the outside
travellers。
'That's the way for a man's bride to come to him;' said Robert to
himself with a feeling of poetry; and as the horn sounded and the
horses clattered up the street he walked down to the inn。 The knot
of hostlers and inn…servants had gathered; the horses were dragged
from the vehicle; and the passengers for Casterbridge began to
descend。 Captain Bob eyed them over; looked inside; looked outside
again; to his disappointment Matilda was not there; nor her boxes;
nor anything that was hers。 Neither coachman nor guard had seen or
heard of such a person at Melchester; and Bob walked slowly away。
Depressed by forebodings to an extent which took away nearly a third
of his appetite; he sat down in the parlour of the Old Greyhound to
a slice from the family joint of the landlord。 This gentleman; who
dined in his shirt…sleeves; partly because it was August; and partly
from a sense that they would not be so fit for public view further
on in the week; suggested that Bob should wait till three or four
that afternoon; when the road…waggon would arrive; as the lost lady
might have preferred that mode of conveyance; and when Bob appeared
rather hurt at the suggestion; the landlord's wife assured him; as a
woman who knew good life; that many genteel persons travelled in
that way during the present high price of provisions。 Loveday; who
knew little of travelling by land; readily accepted her assurance
and resolved to wait。
Wandering up and down the pavement; or leaning against some hot wall
between the waggon…office and the corner of the street above; he
passed the time away。 It was a still; sunny; drowsy afternoon; and
scarcely a soul was visible in the length and breadth of the street。
The office was not far from All Saints' Church; and the
church…windows being open; he could hear the afternoon service from
where he lingered as distinctly as if he had been one of the
congregation。 Thus he was mentally conducted through the Psalms;
through the first and second lessons; through the burst of fiddles
and clarionets which announced the evening…hymn; and well into the
sermon; before any signs of the waggon could be seen upon the London
road。
The afternoon sermons at this church being of a dry and metaphysical
nature at that date; it was by a special providence that the
waggon…office was placed near the ancient fabric; so that whenever
the Sunday waggon was late; which it always was in hot weather; in
cold weather; in wet weather; and in weather of almost every other
sort; the rattle; dismounting; and swearing outside completely
drowned the parson's voice within; and sustained the flagging
interest of the congregation at precisely the right moment。 No
sooner did the charity children begin to writhe on their benches;
and adult snores grow audible; than the waggon arrived。
Captain Loveday felt a kind of sinking in his poetry at the
possibility of her for whom they had made such preparations being in
the slow; unwieldy vehicle which crunched its way towards him; but
he would not give in to the weakness。 Neither would he walk down
the street to meet the waggon; lest she should not be there。 At
last the broad wheels drew up against the kerb; the waggoner with
his white smock…frock; and whip as long as a fishing…line; descended
from the pony on which he rode alongside; and the six broad…chested
horses backed from their collars and shook themselves。 In another
moment something showed forth; and he knew that Matilda was there。
Bob felt three cheers rise within him as she stepped down; but it
being Sunday he did not utter them。 In dress; Miss Johnson passed
his expectationsa green and white gown; with long; tight sleeves;
a green silk handkerchief round her neck and crossed in front; a
green parasol; and green gloves。 It was strange enough to see this
verdant caterpillar turn out of a road…waggon; and gracefully shake
herself free from the bits of straw and fluff which would usually
gather on the raiment of the grandest travellers by that vehicle。
'But; my dear Matilda;' said Bob; when he had kissed her three times
with much publicitythe practical step he had determined on seeming
to demand that these things should no longer be done in a corner
'my dear Matilda; why didn't you come by the coach; having the money
for't and