resurrection(复活)-第65章

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group。　He　had　stood　there　about　an　hour　when　the　clanking　of
chains；　the　noise　of　footsteps；　authoritative　voices；　the　sound
of　coughing；　and　the　low　murmur　of　a　large　crowd　became　audible。

This　continued　for　about　five　minutes；　during　which　several
jailers　went　in　and　out　of　the　gateway。　At　last　the　word　of
command　was　given。　The　gate　opened　with　a　thundering　noise；　the
clattering　of　the　chains　became　louder；　and　the　convoy　soldiers；
dressed　in　white　blouses　and　carrying　guns；　came　out　into　the
street　and　took　their　places　in　a　large；　exact　circle　in　front　of
the　gate；　this　was　evidently　a　usual；　often…practised　manoeuvre。
Then　another　command　was　given；　and　the　prisoners　began　coming
out　in　couples；　with　flat；　pancake…shaped　caps　on　their　shaved
heads　and　sacks　over　their　shoulders；　dragging　their　chained　legs
and　swinging　one　arm；　while　the　other　held　up　a　sack。

First　came　the　men　condemned　to　hard　labour；　all　dressed　alike　in
grey　trousers　and　cloaks　with　marks　on　the　back。　All　of
themyoung　and　old；　thin　and　fat；　pale　and　red；　dark　and　bearded
and　beardless；　Russians；　Tartars；　and　Jewscame　out；　clattering
with　their　chains　and　briskly　swinging　their　arms　as　if　prepared
to　go　a　long　distance；　but　stopped　after　having　taken　ten　steps；
and　obediently　took　their　places　behind　each　other；　four　abreast。
Then　without　interval　streamed　out　more　shaved　men；　dressed　in
the　same　manner　but　with　chains　only　on　their　legs。　These　were
condemned　to　exile。　They　came　out　as　briskly　and　stopped　as
suddenly；　taking　their　places　four　in　a　row。　Then　came　those
exiled　by　their　Communes。　Then　the　women　in　the　same　order；　first
those　condemned　to　hard　labour；　with　grey　cloaks　and　kerchiefs；
then　the　exiled　women；　and　those　following　their　husbands　of
their　own　free　will；　dressed　in　their　own　town　or　village
clothing。　Some　of　the　women　were　carrying　babies　wrapped　in　the
fronts　of　their　grey　cloaks。

With　the　women　came　the　children；　boys　and　girls；　who；　like　colts
in　a　herd　of　horses；　pressed　in　among　the　prisoners。

The　men　took　their　places　silently；　only　coughing　now　and　then；
or　making　short　remarks。

The　women　talked　without　intermission。　Nekhludoff　thought　he　saw
Maslova　as　they　were　coming　out；　but　she　was　at　once　lost　in　the
large　crowd；　and　he　could　only　see　grey　creatures；　seemingly
devoid　of　all　that　was　human；　or　at　any　rate　of　all　that　was
womanly；　with　sacks　on　their　backs　and　children　round　them；
taking　their　places　behind　the　men。

Though　all　the　prisoners　had　been　counted　inside　the　prison
walls；　the　convoy　counted　them　again；　comparing　the　numbers　with
the　list。　This　took　very　long；　especially　as　some　of　the
prisoners　moved　and　changed　places；　which　confused　the　convoy。

The　convoy　soldiers　shouted　and　pushed　the　prisoners　（who
complied　obediently；　but　angrily）　and　counted　them　over　again。
When　all　had　been　counted；　the　convoy　officer　gave　a　command；　and
the　crowd　became　agitated。　The　weak　men　and　women　and　children
rushed；　racing　each　other；　towards　the　carts；　and　began　placing
their　bags　on　the　carts　and　climbing　up　themselves。　Women　with
crying　babies；　merry　children　quarrelling　for　places；　and　dull；
careworn　prisoners　got　into　the　carts。

Several　of　the　prisoners　took　off　their　caps　and　came　up　to　the
convoy　officer　with　some　request。　Nekhludoff　found　out　later　that
they　were　asking　for　places　on　the　carts。　Nekhludoff　saw　how　the
officer；　without　looking　at　the　prisoners；　drew　in　a　whiff　from
his　cigarette；　and　then　suddenly　waved　his　short　arm　in　front　of
one　of　the　prisoners；　who　quickly　drew　his　shaved　head　back
between　his　shoulders　as　if　afraid　of　a　blow；　and　sprang　back。

〃I　will　give　you　a　lift　such　that　you'll　remember。　You'll　get
there　on　foot　right　enough；〃　shouted　the　officer。　Only　one　of　the
men　was　granted　his　requestan　old　man　with　chains　on　his　legs；
and　Nekhludoff　saw　the　old　man　take　off　his　pancake…shaped　cap；
and　go　up　to　the　cart　crossing　himself。　He　could　not　manage　to
get　up　on　the　cart　because　of　the　chains　that　prevented　his
lifting　his　old　legs；　and　a　woman　who　was　sitting　in　the　cart　at
last　pulled　him　in　by　the　arm。

When　all　the　sacks　were　in　the　carts；　and　those　who　were　allowed
to　get　in　were　seated；　the　officer　took　off　his　cap；　wiped　his
forehead；　his　bald　head　and　fat；　red　neck；　and　crossed　himself。

〃March；〃　commanded　the　officer。　The　soldiers'　guns　gave　a　click；
the　prisoners　took　off　their　caps　and　crossed　themselves；　those
who　were　seeing　them　off　shouted　something；　the　prisoners　shouted
in　answer；　a　row　arose　among　the　women；　and　the　gang；　surrounded
by　the　soldiers　in　their　white　blouses；　moved　forward；　raising
the　dust　with　their　chained　feet。　The　soldiers　went　in　front；
then　came　the　convicts　condemned　to　hard　labour；　clattering　with
their　chains；　then　the　exiled　and　those　exiled　by　the　Communes；
chained　in　couples　by　their　wrists；　then　the　women。　After　them；
on　the　carts　loaded　with　sacks；　came　the　weak。　High　up　on　one　of
the　carts　sat　a　woman　closely　wrapped　up；　and　she　kept　shrieking
and　sobbing。


CHAPTER　XXXV。　

NOT　MEN　BUT　STRANGE　AND　TERRIBLE　CREATURES？

The　procession　was　such　a　long　one　that　the　carts　with　the
luggage　and　the　weak　started　only　when　those　in　front　were
already　out　of　sight。　When　the　last　of　the　carts　moved；
Nekhludoff　got　into　the　trap　that　stood　waiting　for　him　and　told
the　isvostchik　to　catch　up　the　prisoners　in　front；　so　that　he
could　see　if　he　knew　any　of　the　men　in　the　gang；　and　then　try　and
find　out　Maslova　among　the　women　and　ask　her　if　she　had　received
the　things　he　sent。

It　was　very　hot；　and　a　cloud　of　dust　that　was　raised　by　a
thousand　tramping　feet　stood　all　the　time　over　the　gang　that　was
moving　down。　the　middle　of　the　street。　The　prisoners　were　walking
quickly；　and　the　slow…going　isvostchik's　horse　was　some　time　in
catching　them　up。　Row　upon　row　they　passed；　those　strange　and
terrible…looking　creatures；　none　of　whom　Nekhludoff　knew。

On　they　went；　all　dressed　alike；　moving　a　thousand　feet　all　shod
alike；　swinging　their　free　arms　as　if　to　keep　up　their　spirits。
There　were　so　many　of　them；　they　all　looked　so　much　alike；　and
they　were　all　placed　in　such　unusual；　peculiar　circumstances；
that　they　seemed　to　Nekhludoff　to　be　not　men　but　some　sort　of
strange　and　terrible　creatures。　This　impression　passed　when　he
recognised　in　the　crowd　of　convicts　the　murderer　Federoff；　and
among　the　exiles　Okhotin　the　wit；　and　another　tramp　who　had
appealed　to　him　for　assistance。　Almost　all　the　prisoners　turned
and　looked　at　the　trap　that　was　passing　them　and　at　the　gentleman
inside。　Federoff　tossed　his　head　backwards　as　a　sign　that　he　had
recognised　Nekhludoff；　Okhotin　winked；　but　neither　of　them　bowed；
considering　it　not　the　thing。

As　soon　as　Nekhludoff　came　up　to　the　women　he　saw　Maslova；　she
was　in　the　second　row。　The　first　in　the　row　was　a　short…legged；
black…eyed；　hideous　woman；　who　had　her　cloak　tucked　up　in　her
girdle。　This　was　Koroshavka。　The　next　was　a　pregnant　woman；　who
dragged　herself　along　with　difficulty。　The　third　was　Maslova；　she
was　carrying　her　sack　on　her　shoulder；　and　looking　straight
before　her。　Her　face　looked　calm　and　determined。　The　fourth　in
the　row　was　a　young；　lovely　woman　who　was　walking　along　briskly；
dressed　in　a　short　cloak；　her　kerchief　tied　in　peasant　fashion。
This　was　Theodosia。

Nekhludoff　got　down　and　approached　the　women；　meaning　to　ask
Maslova　if　she　had　got　the　things　he　had　sent　her；　and　how　she
was　feeling；　but　the　convoy　sergeant；　who　was　walking　on　that
side；　noticed　him　at　once；　and　ran　towards　him。

〃You　must　not　do　that；　sir。　It　is　against　the　regulations　to
approach　the　gang；〃　shouted　the　sergeant　as　he　came　up。

But　when　he　recognised　Nekhludoff　（every　one　in　the　prison　knew
Nekhludoff）　the　sergeant　raised　his　fingers　to　his　cap；　and；
stopping　in　front　of　Nekhludoff；　said：　〃Not　now；　wait　till　we　get
to　the　railway　station；　here　it　is　not　allowed。　Don't　lag　behind；
march！〃　he　shouted　to　the　convicts；　and　putting　on　a　brisk　air；
he　ran　back　to　his　place　at　a　trot；　in　spite　of　the　heat　and　the
elegant　new　boots　on　his　feet。

Nekhludoff　went　on　to　the　pavement　and　told　the　isvostchik　to
follow　him；　himself　walking；　so　as　to　keep　the　convicts　in　sight。
Wherever　the　gang　passed　it　attracted　attention　mixed　with　horror
and　compassion。　Those　who　drove　past　leaned　out　of　the　vehicles
and　followed　the　prisoners　with　their　eyes。　Those　on　foot　stopped
and　looked　with　fear　and　surprise　at　the　terrible　sight。　Some
came　up　and　gave　alms　to　the　prisoners。　The　alms　were　received　by
the　convoy。　Some；　as　if　they　were　hypnotised；　followed　the　gang；
but　then　stopped；　shook　their　heads；　and　followed　the　prisoners
only　with　their　eyes。　Everywhere　the　people　came　out　of　the　gates
and　doors；　and　called　others　to　come　out；　too；　or　leaned　out　of
the　windows　looking；　silent　and　immovable；　at　the　frightful
procession。　At　a　cross…road　a　fine　carriage　was　stopped　by　the
gang。　A　fat　coachman；　with　a　shiny　face　and　two　rows　of　buttons
on　his　back；　sat　on　the　box；　a　married　couple　sat　facing　the
horses；　the　wife；　a　pale；　thin　woman；　with　a　light…coloured
bonnet　on　her　head　and　a　bright　sunshade　in　her　hand；　the　husband
with　a　top…hat　and　a　well…cut　light…coloured　overcoat。　On　the
seat　in　front　sat　their　childrena　well…dressed　little　girl；
with　loose；　fair　hair；　and　as　fresh　as　a　flower；　who　also　held　a
bright　parasol；　and　an　eight…year…old　boy；　with　a　long；　thin　neck
and　sharp　collarbones；　a　sailor　hat　with　long　ribbons　on　his
head。

The　father　was　angrily　scolding　the　coachman　because　he　had　not
passed　in　front　of　the　gang　when　he　had　a　chance；　and　the　mother
frowned　and　half　closed　her　eyes　with　a　look　of　disgust；
shielding　herself　from　the　dust　and　the　sun　with　her　silk
sunshade；　which　she　held　close　to　her　face。

The　fat　coachman　frowned　angrily　at　the　unjust　rebukes　of　his
masterwho　had　himself　given　the　order　to　drive　along　that
streetand　with　difficulty　held　in　the　glossy；　black　horses；
foaming　under　their　harness　and　impatient　to　go　on。

The　policeman　wished　with　all　his　soul　to　please　the　owner　of　the
fine　equipage　by　stopping　the　gang；　yet　felt　that　the　dismal
solemnity　of　the　procession　could　not　be　broken　even　for　so　rich
a　gentleman。　He　only　raised　his　fingers　to　his　cap　to　show　his
respect　for　riches；　and　looked　severely　at　the　prisoners　as　if
promising　in　any　case　to　protect　the　owners　of　the　carriage　from
them。　So　the　carriage　had　to　wait　till　the　whole　of　the
procession　had　passed；　and　could　only　move　on　when　the　last　of
the　carts；　laden　with　sacks　and　prisoners；　rattled　by。　The
hysterical　woman　who　sat　on　one　of　the　carts；　and　had　grown　calm；
again　began　shrieking　and　sobbing　when　she　saw　the　elegant
carriage。　Then　the　coachman　tightened　the　reins　with　a　slight
touch；　and　the　black　trotters；　their　shoes　ringing　against　the
paving　stones；　drew　the　carriage；　softly　swaying　on　its　rubber
tires；　towards　the　country　house　where　the　husband；　the　wife；　the
girl；　and　the　boy　with　the　sharp　collar…bones　were　going　to　amuse
themselves。　Neither　the　father　nor　the　mother　gave　the　girl　and
boy　any　explanation　of　what　they　had　seen；　so　that　the　children
had　the