to have and to hold-第49章
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〃I smell it now；〃 he went on； 〃and the bloom of the grape； and the May…time flowers。 And can you not hear； sir； the whistling and the laughter and the sound of the falling trees； that merry time when Smith made axemen of all our fine gentlemen？〃
〃Ay； Diccon；〃 I said。 〃And the sound of the water that was dashed down the sleeve of any that were caught in an oath。〃
He laughed like a little child。 〃It is well that I was n't a gentleman； and had not those trees to fell； or I should have been as wet as any merman。 。 。 。 And Pocahontas； the little maid 。 。 。 and how blue the sky was； and how glad we were what time the Patience and Deliverance came in！〃
His voice failed； and for a minute I thought he was gone； but he had been a strong man； and life slipped not easily from him。 When his eyes opened again he knew me not； but thought he was in some tavern； and struck with his hand upon the ground as upon a table； and called for the drawer。
Around him were only the stillness and the shadows of the night； but to his vision men sat and drank with him； diced and swore and told wild tales of this or that。 For a time he talked loudly and at random of the vile quality of the drink； and his viler luck at the dice； then he began to tell a story。 As he told it； his senses seemed to steady； and he spoke with coherence and like a shadow of himself。
〃And you call that a great thing； William Host？〃 he demanded。 〃I can tell a true tale worth two such lies； my masters。 （Robin tapster； more ale！ And move less like a slug； or my tankard and your ear will cry； 'Well met！'） It was between Ypres and Courtrai； friends； and it's nigh fifteen years ago。 There were fields in which nothing was sowed because they were ploughed with the hoofs of war horses； and ditches in which dead men were thrown； and dismal marshes； and roads that were no roads at all； but only sloughs。 And there was a great stone house； old and ruinous； with tall poplars shivering in the rain and mist。 Into this house there threw themselves a band of Dutch and English； and hard on their heels came two hundred Spaniards。 All day they besieged that house； … smoke and flame and thunder and shouting and the crash of masonry； … and when eventide was come we； the Dutch and the English； thought that Death was not an hour behind。〃
He paused； and made a gesture of raising a tankard to his lips。 His eyes were bright； his voice was firm。 The memory of that old day and its mortal strife had wrought upon him like wine。
〃There was one amongst us；〃 he said； 〃he was our captain； and it's of him I am going to tell the story。 Robin tapster； bring me no more ale； but good mulled wine！ It's cold and getting dark； and I have to drink to a brave man besides〃 …
With the old bold laugh in his eyes； he raised himself； for the moment as strong as I that held him。 〃Drink to that Englishman； all of ye！〃 he cried； 〃and not in filthy ale； but in good； gentlemanly sack！ I'll pay the score。 Here's to him； brave hearts！ Here's to my master！〃
With his hand at his mouth； and his story untold； he fell back。 I held him in my arms until the brief struggle was over； and then laid his body down upon the earth。
It might have been one of the clock。 For a little while I sat beside him； with my head bowed in my hands。 Then I straightened his limbs and crossed his hands upon his breast； and kissed him upon the brow； and left him lying dead in the forest。
It was hard going through the blackness of the night…time woods。 Once I was nigh sucked under in a great swamp； and once I stumbled into some hole or pit in the earth； and for a time thought that I had broken my leg。 The night was very dark； and sometimes when I could not see the stars； I lost my way； and went to the right or the left； or even back upon my track。 Though I heard the wolves； they did not come nigh me。 Just before daybreak； I crouched behind a log； and watched a party of savages file past like shadows of the night。
At last the dawn came； and I could press on more rapidly。 For two days and two nights I had not slept； for a day and a night I had not tasted food。 As the sun climbed the heavens； a thousand black spots； like summer gnats； danced between his face and my weary eyes。 The forest laid stumbling…blocks before me； and drove me back； and made me wind in and out when I would have had my path straighter than an arrow。 When the ground allowed I ran； when I must break my way； panting； through undergrowth so dense and stubborn that it seemed some enchanted thicket； where each twig snapped but to be on the instant stiff in place again； I broke it with what patience I might； when I must turn aside for this or that obstacle I made the detour； though my heart cried out at the necessity。 Once I saw reason to believe that two or more Indians were upon my trail； and lost time in outwitting them； and once I must go a mile out of my way to avoid an Indian village。
As the day wore on； I began to go as in a dream。 It had come to seem the gigantic wood of some fantastic tale through which I was traveling。 The fallen trees ranged themselves into an abatis hard to surmount； the thickets withstood one like iron； the streamlets were like rivers； the marshes leagues wide； the treetops miles away。 Little things； twisted roots； trailing vines； dead and rotten wood； made me stumble。 A wind was blowing that had blown just so since time began； and the forest was filled with the sound of the sea。
Afternoon came； and the shadows began to lengthen。 They were lines of black paint spilt in a thousand places； and stealing swiftly and surely across the brightness of the land。 Torn and bleeding and breathless； I hastened on； for it was drawing toward night； and I should have been at Jamestown hours before。 My head pained me； and as I ran I saw men and women stealing in and out among the trees before me： Pocahontas with her wistful eyes and braided hair and finger on her lips； Nantauquas； Dale； the knight…marshal； and Argall with his fierce； unscrupulous face； my cousin George Percy； and my mother with her stately figure； her embroidery in her hands。 I knew that they were but phantoms of my brain； but their presence confused and troubled me。
The shadows ran together； and the sunshine died out of the forest。 Stumbling on； I saw through the thinning trees a long gleam of red； and thought it was blood； but presently knew that it was the river； crimson from the sunset。 A minute more and I stood upon the shore of the mighty stream； between the two brightnesses of flood and heavens。 There was a silver crescent in the sky with one white star above it； and fair in sight； down the James； with lights springing up through the twilight； was the town； … the English town that we had built and named for our King； and had held in the teeth of Spain； in the teeth of the wilderness and its terrors。 It was not a mile away； a little longer； … a little longer and I could rest； with my tidings told。
The dusk had quite fallen when I reached the neck of land。 The hut to which I had been enticed that night stood dark and ghastly； with its door swinging in the wind。 I ran past it and across the neck； and； arriving at the palisade； beat upon the gate with my hands； and called to the warder to open。 When I had told him my name and tidings； he did so； with shaking knees and starting eyes。 Cautioning him to raise no alarm in the town； I hurried by him into the street； and down it toward the house that was set aside for the Governor of Virginia。 I should find there now； not Yeardley； but Sir Francis Wyatt。
The torches were lighted； and the folk were indoors； for the night was cold。 One or two figures that I met or passed would have accosted me； not knowing who I was； but I brushed by them； and hastened on。 Only when I passed the guest house I looked up； and saw that mine host's chief rooms were yet in use。
The Governor's door was open； and in the hall servingmen were moving to and fro。 When I came in upon them； they cried out as it had been a ghost； and one fellow let a silver dish that he carried fall clattering to the floor。 They shook and stood back； as I passed them without a word； and went on to the Governor's great room。 The door was ajar； and I pushed it open and stood for a minute upon the threshold； unobserved by the occupants of the room。
After the darkness outside the lights dazzled me； the room； too； seemed crowded with men； though when I counted them there were not so many； after all。 Supper had been put upon the table； but they were not eating。 Before the fire； his head thoughtfully bent； and his fingers tapping upon the arm of his chair； sat the Governor； over against him； and as serious of aspect； was the Treasurer。 West stood by the mantel； tugging at his long mustaches and softly swearing。 Clayborne was in the room； Piersey the Cape Merchant； and one or two besides。 And Rolfe was there； walking up and down with hasty steps； and a flushed and haggard face。 His suit of buff was torn and stained； and his great…boots were spattered with mud。
The Governor let his fingers rest upon the arm of his chair； and raised his head。
〃He is dead； Master Rolfe；〃 he said。 〃There can be no other conclusion； … a brave man lost to you and to the colony。 We mourn with you； sir。〃
〃We too have searched； Jack；〃 put in West。 〃We have not been idle； though well…nigh all men believe that the Indians； who we know had a grudge against him； murdered him and his man that night； then threw their bodies into the river； and themselves made off out of our reach。 But we hoped against hope that when your party returned he would be in your midst。〃
〃As for this latest loss；〃 continued the Governor； 〃within an hour of its discovery this morning search parties were out； yea； if I had allowed it； the whole town would have betaken itself to the woods。 The searchers have not returned； and we are gravely anxious。 Yet we are not utterly cast down。 This trail can hardly be missed； and the Indians are friendly。 There were a number in town overnight； and they went with the searchers； volunteering to act as their guides。 We cannot but think that of this load； our hearts will soon be eased。〃
〃God grant it！〃 groaned Rolfe。 〃I will drink but a cup of wine； sir； and then will be gone upon this new quest。〃
There was a movement in the room。 〃You are worn and spent with your fruitless travel； sir；〃 said the Governor kindly。 〃I give you my word that all that can be done is doing。 Wait at least for the morning； and the good news it may bring。〃
The other shook his head。 〃I will go now。 I could not look my friend in the face else … God in heaven！〃
The Governor sprang to his feet； through the Treasurer's lips came a long； sighing breath； West's dark face was ashen。 I came forward to the table； and leaned my weight upon it； for all the waves of the sea were roaring in my ears； and the lights were going up and down。
〃Are you man or spirit？〃 cried Rolfe through white lips。 〃Are you Ralph Percy？〃
〃Yes； I am Percy；〃 I said。 〃I have not well understood what quest you would go upon； Rolfe； but you cannot go to…night。 And those parties that your Honor talked of； that have gone with Indians to guide them to look for some lost person； … I think that you will never see them again。〃
With an effort I drew myself erec
