"No, friend," he said. "I have all but finished my day's work; but, if you will lead the horses up the furrow1, they may go straighter than I can drive them."
So the Queen went to the horses' heads, and took one of them by the bridle2, and the great beasts stretched to the work. And the Queen felt a new happiness come over her, at the thought that she was of use in the world.
The sun set as they came to the edge of the field. The plougher stretched his arms abroad, and then came to the horses' heads.
"Thank you, friend," he said to the Queen. He did not look at her, but kept his eyes downcast on the ground with a strangely distant appearance in them. "Will you not come home and sup with us? It is hardly a hundred yards to the farm, and the nearest place to here is several miles onwards."
The Queen said, "Thank you. I should be very glad; but—but—" as the thought struck her, "I shan't be able to pay you, you know."
The ploughman laughed. "Now I see you are a stranger," he said. "But yet I have seldom had strangers pass here that offered to help me."
The Queen said, "Yes, but it is so nice to be of use to any one;" and seeing that he was engaged in unbuckling the horse from the plough on the right side, she did as much for the one on the left.
The ploughman said, "Now, can you ride?"
"Well, I've never tried, but I dare say I could if they didn't go too fast."
"No, I don't think they'll go fast," he said. "Here, let me lift you on. There, catch hold of the horns of the collar."
And in a moment the Queen was seated sideways on the great horse. The ploughman made his way to the horse's head and led it down the valley again. The other horse went quietly along by the side of them.
"How delicious everything looks in the owl-light!" the Queen said.
And the ploughman sighed. "I—I can't see it." he said. "I can't see anything. I'm blind."
The Queen said, "Blind! Why, I should never have known it. You are as skilful3 as any one else."
The ploughman answered, "Oh yes, I can manage pretty well because I'm used to it, and there are many ways of managing things; but it is an affliction."
The horses went carefully down the hill, and in a little space they had reached the valley whence the Queen had started. It was now quite dark there, and the harvest moon had not yet arisen, but at no great distance from them the Queen could see a light winking4.
So the horses plodded5 along, stopping now and again to crop a mouthful of grass or drink a draught6 from the tinkling7 rill, whose sound had grown loud in the twilight8 silence. In a very short while they had come to where a little farmhouse9 lay in the bottom of the valley among trees, that looked black in the starlight.
The ploughman called, "Mother, I'm bringing a visitor."
And a little old woman came to the door. "Welcome!" she said, and added, "My dear," when the Queen came into sight in the light that fell through the open door.
The Queen slipped down from the horse and went into the door with the little old woman, whilst the ploughman disappeared with the horses.
"She really is a dear little old woman," the Queen said to herself—"very different from old Mrs. Hexer."
And so indeed she was—quite a little woman in comparison with her stalwart son, with white hair and a rosy10 face and eyes not at all age-dimmed, but blue as the cornflower or as a summer sky, and looking, like a child's, so gentle that a hard word would make them wince11.
She put a chair ready for the Queen by the fireside, and then, on the white wood table, set out forks and knives for her.
"You must be tired," she said kindly12; "but we go to bed soon after supper, and so you will have a good rest."
The Queen said, "Yes, I am a little tired; and it is very kind of you to let me stop."
The little old woman looked at her with an odd, amused look in her gentle eyes.
"Now I see you are a stranger," she said
"Yes, I come from a long way off," the Queen said. "At least I suppose it is a great way off, for it has taken me a long time to get here."
At that moment the ploughman came in, with the heavy step of a tired man.
"Mother, mother!" he said gaily13; "I'm hungry."
"Son, son," she answered, "I am glad to hear it. There will be plenty."
And so the supper was made ready, and heartily14 glad the Queen was, for she was as hungry as the ploughman.
And they had the whitest of floury potatoes, in the whitest of white wooden bowls, and the sweetest of new milk, and the clearest of honey overrunning the comb, and junket laid on rushes, and plums, and apples, and apricots. And be certain that the Queen enjoyed it.
And, when it was finished, they drew their chairs round the fire, and the ploughman said, addressing the Queen—
"Now, friend, since you have travelled far, tell us something of what may have befallen you on the way, for we are such stay-at-home folk here, that we know little of the world around. But perhaps you are tired and would rather go to bed."
But the Queen said, "Oh no, I am very well rested now, and I will gladly tell you my story—only first tell me where I am."
"This is the farm of Woodward, from which we take our names, my mother and I, and we are some ten miles from the Narrow Seas."
"But what is the land called, and who rules it?" the Queen said.
The ploughman laughed. "Why, it is called the land of the Happy Folk; and as for who rules it, why, just nobody, because it gets along very well as it is."
The Queen leant back in the great chair they had given her. She rubbed her chin reflectively and looked at the fire.
"The Regent told me that a country couldn't possibly exist without a King or Queen," she said.
"Who is the Regent?" the ploughman said. He too kept his face to the fire that he could not see.
"Oh, well, he's just the Regent of my kingdom. But I forgot you didn't know. I am Eldrida, Queen of the Narrowlands and all the Isles15."
The little old woman looked at her interestedly.
And the ploughman said, "After all, you're not so very far from your home; because one can see the coast of it quite plainly on a clear day from our shore, so they say."
"Why, then you must have quite a number of people from there?" the Queen said.
But the ploughman answered, "No, hardly ever any one, because the seas run so swiftly through the straights that no boat can live in them—so people would have to come a long way round by land. Besides, they've got everything that we've got, so what could they want here?" the ploughman said, and added slily, "all except one thing, that is."
"Why, what is that?" the Queen asked.
And the ploughman answered, "Why, the Queen, of course; because we have got her."
But the little old woman held her hand to shield her eyes from the fire's blaze, and looked across at the Queen.
"I shouldn't think it was a very nice country to live in," she said.
The Queen asked, "Why?"
"Well, one evening when we were down by the sea, we saw the whole sky lit up over there, and, later, we heard from a traveller, that the people had set fire to the town when they were fighting about who was to be Regent."
"Yes, I'm afraid they are rather fond of doing that; but I didn't know anything about it."
"How was that?" the ploughman said.
And in reply, the Queen told them her story, to which they listened very attentively16, and hardly interrupted at all to ask questions.
And so, it being finished, the little old woman took the Queen up to bed in a little room under the eaves, and, bidding her a kind good night, left her.
The Queen's window looked out down the valley, and she could, as she undressed, see the moon shining placidly17 along it, gleaming on the dew mist, and glancing here and there on the waters of the little stream where its zigzag18 course caught the light.
There was never a sound save the tinkle19 of the brook20 or the dull noise of a horse that moved its feet in the stable.
So the Queen fell asleep, and did not awaken21 till the sun was high in the sky.
She rubbed her eyes and could not quite make out where she was at first. She missed the noise of the geese, to which she had been used to awaken. But gradually it all came back to her, and for a while she lay and watched the roses that were peeping in at the window and nodding in the morning breeze.
"Come, this will never do!" the Queen said to herself. "Whatever will they think of me?" So she arose from between the warm, clean sheets, and, having dressed herself, went downstairs. There she found the little old woman busy in the kitchen.
"Good morning, my dear," she said.
And the Queen answered, "Good morning, mother."
And the little old woman's eyes smiled her pleasure. "I didn't wish to wake you," she said, "you seemed so tired last night. My son has gone off to his ploughing; but you will see him as you pass the hill, and he will guide you a little on your way, if you have to go further." The little old woman's eyes looked quite wistful. "We wish you would stay a little while with us; we should like it so much."
"Why, of course I will," the Queen said; "that is, if I can be of any use to you."
"Oh yes, you can be of use," the little old woman said. "But it is such a pleasure for us to have guests, for we like to talk with them, and we like to please them as much as may be. But here is your breakfast; you must be quite hungry. And afterwards—after to-day, that is—my son will show you all about the farm. Only to-day he wants to finish his ploughing, and I am too old to go very far up the hills."
"It is wonderful how your son manages to work as he does," the Queen said.
And the little old woman's eyes looked proud and happy.
"He has lived all his life here, you see When he was quite a baby a flash of lightning blinded him; but now he knows his way everywhere about, and he can do almost all the farm-work. Sometimes he has a boy to help him; but just now, they're harvesting at our neighbour's, and the boy has gone down to help. But it makes my son rather slow in his ploughing, for he has to guide himself by feeling with his feet the last furrow he has made."
"Oh, I could lead the horses for him," the Queen said.
And the mother answered, "Yes, do, my dear; and you can take your dinner out with you. His dog always fetches his for him."
So the Queen finished her breakfast, and then set out along the valley towards the ploughing place.
By daylight she could see better how pleasant a place the valley was, very green in the bottom, with here and there a pollard willow22 by the stream, and here and there linen23 laid out to bleach24 on the grass. But the steep hills that shut it in were purple with heather, and brown with bracken, and, now and then, a lonely thorn tree. Behind her was the little white cottage, with a cluster of trees drawn26 down around it, and with the ducks and turkeys and chickens crowding the valley in front of it. Indeed, every now and then along the valley a lily-white duck would pop its golden-billed head out of the reeds and meadow-sweet of the stream to look at her as she passed along.
So she came to the hill where the valley made a sharp turn, and on the top of which she could see the ploughman. Up it she climbed through the heather, and speedily reached him.
"I've come to lead the horses for you," she said.
And he looked towards her and smiled.
"That's right," he said. "Then you're not going away just yet. It's better here than being shut up in a palace garden, with no one but a bat to talk to."
"It is," the Queen said simply.
So, through the autumn day, she led the horses up and down the furrows27, whilst be drove the share deep into the ground.
And through the blue sky, up the wind and down the wind, came the crows and starlings to feed on the worms that the plough turned up. So, late in the afternoon, they had come as far as he meant to go.
"Further down the hill," he said, "the wheat would catch the north wind. So that's enough for to-day, Queen Eldrida."
"Don't call me Queen Eldrida, because, if I am a queen, I'm not your queen. Just call me Eldrida."
"One name's as good as another," he said, as he slipped on his coat. "Now let's go home, and I'll show you a little of the valley behind the house."
So the Queen stayed for a while with them, and did as they did. And the blind man led her up the hills, and on the hilltops called the sheep, and from all sides they came to his call.
And the Queen halved28 his work for him, and did those things which his want of sight prevented his doing.
Sometimes she stayed to help the little mother indoors, but, on the whole, she preferred being out in the open air with the blind man.
Then came the beginning of winter, and she went with him up the hillsides, and in among the storms to fold the sheep, and drive the cattle home to the byres.
And then midwinter, when, in the morning, they had to set to work by lanthorn light that cast a luminous29 yellow circle round them upon the snow, and made their great shadows dance strangely.
Then the snows swept down into the valley and covered everything up beneath the soft white waves, so that, when they wanted to go out, they had to get through one of the roof-windows, for the door was all covered up. Then indeed it was very cold work getting about, and the Queen had always to guide the blind man, because the had covered all his familiar landmarks30. The made it very hard walking, too, and put the Queen quite out of breath, but he sang quite lustily a song—
"'Cold hands, warm heart,'
Then let the wind blow cold
On our clasped hands who fare across the wold.
"'Hard lot, hot love,'
Then let out pathway go
Through lone25, grey lands; knee-deep amid the snow."
But the Queen was generally too out of breath to be able to sing at all.
At last, however, the snow came right over the roof-tree, and they could not go out of the house at all. So they sat quietly around a great fire, and the little old woman span, and the Queen worked at the loom31, and the blind man wove baskets out of osiers. And they told tales.
Said the little old woman, "I will tell you a tale that I had from my grandmother, and she had it from hers, and so on, a great way back.
"Once upon a time, upon the earth there were no people at all, no men and women, but only little goblin things that covered the whole earth and made it a beautiful green colour. But the sun was a bright flame colour, and the moon very, very white. So the Sun and the Earth took to quarrelling as to which was the more beautiful of the two.
"Said the Earth, 'I am the more beautiful; such a lovely green as mine was surely never seen.'
"Said the Sun, 'But just look at my mantle32 of flame.'
"So, as they could not possibly agree, they submitted the matter to the Moon. Now, the Moon was horribly jealous of the Sun, because he so terribly outshone her; so she gave her verdict for the Earth.
"Then, indeed, the Earth was proud, and gave itself such airs and graces that not only the Sun, but the Moon and all the Sun declared war against it.
"So early one rooming the Sun peeped up over the edge of the sea, and sent a great trail of golden warriors33 over it to attack the Earth-spirits.
"They, for their part, were armed and ready, and all day long they fought and fought, and at last the Sun's warriors had to depart in a long trail over the sea to the Sun again. Then the Earth was more triumphant34 than ever. But, just as they were lying down to rest, slowly, slowly, the Moon came up and sent a great trail of its warriors over the sea, and the Stars poured down showers of little, little warriors, and the poor Earth-spirits had to begin and fight all through the night. And, although they killed hundreds and hundreds and beat the rest off, no sooner was it done than they had to begin all over again against the Sun.
"This went on—day in, day out; night in, night out—for a long, long time, until the poor Earth-spirits grew wearier and wearier, and their lovely green colour changed into a sickly yellow hue35.
"Then in despair they prayed to the spirits of the air and of the great waters to assist them. And the waters arose and covered in the Earth, and the winds of the air brought a mantle of clouds, so that the Earth was shielded from the fury of the Sun and the constellations36; but, alas37! when the waters receded38 and the skies grew clear again, it was found that all the poor Earth-spirits were drowned—all save a very few who had taken refuge on the tops of the mountains.
"So these few, having such a lot to eat, gradually grew and grew till they became men. And the dead bodies of the green Earth-spirits grew out of the Earth, too, and became the fruits of the Earth; but the dead bodies of the Sun and Moon warriors became gold and silver, and men dig them out of the Earth.
"But still the quarrel goes on; for gold and silver are man's greatest curse, and the fruits of the Earth his one blessing39."
And so with tales and work they beguiled40 the time of the waiting for the snow's melting, and at last it came. The valley was filled with the roaring of the brook, grown large with the melting of the snows, and the robin41 sang from the copses.
So the spring came on, and the earth grew green, and it was the time of sowing, and the Queen had almost forgotten that she was able to fly—indeed, she mostly left her wind-flower crown at home.
But one day her eye fell upon it, and the thought suddenly struck her that the bat had said that the wind-flowers had the power of curing blindness.
"Now, if only I knew how it was to be done, or if I had a few more of them I'd cure him. Now, it's not really so very far from here to there. I might just fly over to the palace garden and ask the bat, and be back this very evening"—for it was then the early morning. "And I won't tell them anything about it, and it'll be delightful42."
And so, without any more hesitation43, she just opened the little window and was up among the dawn-clouds that were sweeping44 up from over the sea. It was a little chilly45 and very lonely up there, and the silent flights of seagulls that she caught up and overpassed seemed too alarmed to talk to her. The Queen felt a little lost, as if there were something missing.
"Somehow it doesn't seem half as nice as it used to do," she said to herself. "I wonder why it is? I don't think, after I get home—I mean back here—I shall ever go flying again."
But she folded her hands in her cloak and went silently on over the grey shimmering46 sea. The sun grew higher and higher, and it was about eight in the morning before she was hovering47 over the city.
She alighted in a street that seemed somewhat empty, because she disliked the attention that her mode of progression usually excited.
Just in front of her, under a shed formed by the pushing up of the shutters48 of his shop, a tailor was seated, cross-legged, working away with his head bent49 down over his work.
"Good morning!" the Queen said. "Can I be of any use to you?"
The tailor peered up at her through a great pair of horn spectacles.
"Eh?" he said.
"I said, 'Can I be of any use to you?'" the Queen replied.
And the tailor regarded her in a dazed way. Suddenly he said—
"Oh yes; marry me, marry me, only marry me!"
The Queen said, "Oh, nonsense," because she had just remembered the elixir50.
But the tailor answered, "It isn't nonsense—it really isn't. It's true I'm married already; but I'll knock my wife on the head, and then I'll be free."
But before the Queen could answer anything at all there began a sudden growling51 sound that resolved itself into a succession of footsteps coming rapidly down wooden steps, and, in a moment, a door burst open just behind the tailor's back. There was an old woman with a great broom just behind it.
"Ah, would ye now! murder your wife, a respectable married woman, for the sake of a hussy that comes dropping down out of the chimney-tops. I'll teach you."
And with one sweep of her broom she knocked the poor little tailor off his board, and made a dash at the Queen.
But the Queen took to her heels and ran off.
"Why, she's worse than Mrs. Hexer," she said to herself. "But really this elixir is a great nuisance. It makes it impossible to have any peace. But I wonder what all the flags and decorations are about."
Just at that moment two people, who appeared to be a servant-girl and her mother, came out of a neighbouring house. They were very gay in holiday costume.
"What is to happen to-day?" the Queen asked.
And the mother answered, "Why, don't you know? The Queen is twenty-one to-day, and she's going to marry the Regent, Lord Blackjowl."
"Going to marry the Regent!" the Queen said. "Why, who told you so?"
"Everybody knows it," the mother answered.
"But how did everybody get to know it?" the Queen asked.
And the mother answered, "The Regent told them, I suppose."
And the girl said, "It's up among the Royal proclamations on the notice-board at the palace."
The Queen said, "Oh! Will you show me the way to the palace?" she continued.
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twilight
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| 鸟( hover的现在分词 )； 靠近（某事物）； （人）徘徊； 犹豫 | |
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