第 61 节
作者:
铲除不公 更新:2021-10-21 08:52 字数:9322
part of the room; where she was the very embodiment of sweet content
as she slightly swayed herself without speaking。 A little tide of
happiness seemed to ebb and flow through her in listening to the
sailor's words; moving her figure with it。 The seaman and John went
on conversing。
'Bob had a good deal to do with barricading the hawse…holes afore we
were in action; and the Adm'l and Cap'n both were very much pleased
at how 'twas done。 When the Adm'l went up the quarter…deck ladder;
Cap'n Hardy said a word or two to Bob; but what it was I don't know;
for I was quartered at a gun some ways off。 However; Bob saw the
Adm'l stagger when 'a was wownded; and was one of the men who
carried him to the cockpit。 After that he and some other lads
jumped aboard the French ship; and I believe they was in her when
she struck her flag。 What 'a did next I can't say; for the wind had
dropped; and the smoke was like a cloud。 But 'a got a good deal
talked about; and they say there's promotion in store for'n。'
At this point in the story Jim Cornick stopped to drink; and a low
unconscious humming came from Anne in her distant corner; the faint
melody continued more or less when the conversation between the
sailor and the Lovedays was renewed。
'We heard afore that the Victory was near knocked to pieces;' said
the miller。
'Knocked to pieces? You'd say so if so be you could see her! Gad;
her sides be battered like an old penny piece; the shot be still
sticking in her wales; and her sails be like so many clap…nets: we
have run all the way home under jury topmasts; and as for her decks;
you may swab wi' hot water; and you may swab wi' cold; but there's
the blood…stains; and there they'll bide。 。 。 。 The Cap'n had a
narrow escape; like many o' the resta shot shaved his ankle like a
razor。 You should have seen that man's face in the het o' battle;
his features were as if they'd been cast in steel。'
'We rather expected a letter from Bob before this。'
'Well;' said Jim Cornick; with a smile of toleration; 'you must make
allowances。 The truth o't is; he's engaged just now at Portsmouth;
like a good many of the rest from our ship。 。 。 。 'Tis a very nice
young woman that he's a courting of; and I make no doubt that she'll
be an excellent wife for him。'
'Ah!' said Mrs。 Loveday; in a warning tone。
'Courtingwife?' said the miller。
They instinctively looked towards Anne。 Anne had started as if
shaken by an invisible hand; and a thick mist of doubt seemed to
obscure the intelligence of her eyes。 This was but for two or three
moments。 Very pale; she arose and went right up to the seaman。
John gently tried to intercept her; but she passed him by。
'Do you speak of Robert Loveday as courting a wife?' she asked;
without the least betrayal of emotion。
'I didn't see you; miss;' replied Cornick; turning。 'Yes; your
brother hev' his eye on a wife; and he deserves one。 I hope you
don't mind?'
'Not in the least;' she said; with a stage laugh。 'I am interested;
naturally。 And what is she?'
'A very nice young master…baker's daughter; honey。 A very wise
choice of the young man's。'
'Is she fair or dark?'
'Her hair is rather light。'
'I like light hair; and her name?'
'Her name is Caroline。 But can it be that my story hurts ye? If
so'
'Yes; yes;' said John; interposing anxiously。 'We don't care for
more just at this moment。'
'We DO care for more!' said Anne vehemently。 'Tell it all; sailor。
That is a very pretty name; Caroline。 When are they going to be
married?'
'I don't know as how the day is settled;' answered Jim; even now
scarcely conscious of the devastation he was causing in one fair
breast。 'But from the rate the courting is scudding along at; I
should say it won't be long first。'
'If you see him when you go back; give him my best wishes;' she
lightly said; as she moved away。 'And;' she added; with solemn
bitterness; 'say that I am glad to hear he is making such good use
of the first days of his escape from the Valley of the Shadow of
Death!' She went away; expressing indifference by audibly singing
in the distance
'Shall we go dance the round; the round; the round;
Shall we go dance the round?'
'Your sister is lively at the news;' observed Jim Cornick。
'Yes;' murmured John gloomily; as he gnawed his lower lip and kept
his eyes fixed on the fire。
'Well;' continued the man from the Victory; 'I won't say that your
brother's intended ha'n't got some ballast; which is very lucky
for'n; as he might have picked up with a girl without a single
copper nail。 To be sure there was a time we had when we got into
port! It was open house for us all!' And after mentally regarding
the scene for a few seconds Jim emptied his cup and rose to go。
The miller was saying some last words to him outside the house;
Anne's voice had hardly ceased singing upstairs; John was standing
by the fireplace; and Mrs。 Loveday was crossing the room to join her
daughter; whose manner had given her some uneasiness; when a noise
came from above the ceiling; as of some heavy body falling。 Mrs。
Loveday rushed to the staircase; saying; 'Ah; I feared something!'
and she was followed by John。
When they entered Anne's room; which they both did almost at one
moment; they found her lying insensible upon the floor。 The
trumpet…major; his lips tightly closed; lifted her in his arms; and
laid her upon the bed; after which he went back to the door to give
room to her mother; who was bending over the girl with some
hartshorn。
Presently Mrs。 Loveday looked up and said to him; 'She is only in a
faint; John; and her colour is coming back。 Now leave her to me; I
will be downstairs in a few minutes; and tell you how she is。'
John left the room。 When he gained the lower apartment his father
was standing by the chimney…piece; the sailor having gone。 The
trumpet…major went up to the fire; and; grasping the edge of the
high chimney…shelf; stood silent。
'Did I hear a noise when I went out?' asked the elder; in a tone of
misgiving。
'Yes; you did;' said John。 'It was she; but her mother says she is
better now。 Father;' he added impetuously; 'Bob is a worthless
blockhead! If there had been any good in him he would have been
drowned years ago!'
'John; Johnnot too fast;' said the miller。 'That's a hard thing
to say of your brother; and you ought to be ashamed of it。'
'Well; he tries me more than I can bear。 Good God! what can a man
be made of to go on as he does? Why didn't he come home; or if he
couldn't get leave why didn't he write? 'Tis scandalous of him to
serve a woman like that!'
'Gently; gently。 The chap hev done his duty as a sailor; and though
there might have been something between him and Anne; her mother; in
talking it over with me; has said many times that she couldn't think
of their marrying till Bob had settled down in business with me。
Folks that gain victories must have a little liberty allowed 'em。
Look at the Admiral himself; for that matter。'
John continued looking at the red coals; till hearing Mrs。 Loveday's
foot on the staircase; he went to meet her。
'She is better;' said Mrs。 Loveday; 'but she won't come down again
to…day。'
Could John have heard what the poor girl was moaning to herself at
that moment as she lay writhing on the bed; he would have doubted
her mother's assurance。 'If he had been dead I could have borne it;
but this I cannot bear!'
XXXVI。 DERRIMAN SEES CHANCES
Meanwhile Sailor Cornick had gone on his way as far as the forking
roads; where he met Festus Derriman on foot。 The latter; attracted
by the seaman's dress; and by seeing him come from the mill; at once
accosted him。 Jim; with the greatest readiness; fell into
conversation; and told the same story as that he had related at the
mill。
'Bob Loveday going to be married?' repeated Festus。
'You all seem struck of a heap wi' that。'
'No; I never heard news that pleased me more。'
When Cornick was gone; Festus; instead of passing straight on;
halted on the little bridge and meditated。 Bob; being now
interested elsewhere; would probably not resent the siege of Anne's
heart by another; there could; at any rate; be no further
possibility of that looming duel which had troubled the yeoman's
mind ever since his horse…play on Anne at the house on the down。 To
march into the mill and propose to Mrs。 Loveday for Anne before
John's interest could revive in her was; to this hero's thinking;
excellent discretion。
The day had already begun to darken when he entered; and the
cheerful fire shone red upon the floor and walls。 Mrs。 Loveday
received him alone; and asked him to take a seat by the
chimney…corner; a little of the old hankering for him as a
son…in…law having permanently remained with her。
'Your servant; Mrs。 Loveday;' he said; 'and I will tell you at once
what I come for。 You will say that I take time by the forelock when
I inform you that it is to push on my long…wished…for alliance wi'
your daughter; as I believe she is now a free woman again。'
'Thank you; Mr。 Derriman;' said the mother placably。 'But she is
ill at present。 I'll mention it to her when