The message soothed11 not a few impatient hearts, and many of the wiser sailors used it to good purpose in allaying12 the prevalent bitterness and disorder13. But close upon it fell out an unfortunate occurrence for which the prison contractors14 were responsible. During a whole day the prisoners remained short of bread, and they were called upon to subsist15 as best they might on four and a half ounces of beef to each man. Captain Short was away at the critical moment upon business in Plymouth, and his subordinates refused to oblige the hungry hordes16. A pound and a half of soft bread by right belonged to every prisoner, but the contractor's clerk lost his presence of mind and refused to serve rations17 of any sort until the return of the Commandant.
This accident was enough for William Burnham's hot-headed faction18. A bread riot became imminent19, and the prisoners threatened to force the prisons and break open the store-house. Panic and terror swept through Prince Town; chaos20 fell upon the gaol21, and from all the surrounding neighbourhood the women and children fled into the villages, for it was reported that the prisoners were about to break loose and pour, like an angry sea, over the countryside. Many, indeed, escaped before Captain Short returned with a reinforcement of two hundred soldiers from Plymouth; but in the meanwhile fresh supplies of bread had reached the prison, and the bulk of the Americans, having no desire to brave the unknown while liberty promised to be but a thing of days, remained quiet and orderly. Their numbers acted as a weight to render the more daring inert22; the disturbance23 passed and the Commandant expressed a frank and courteous24 regret for the occasion of the trouble.
Yet alarm did not subside25 so quickly without the prison walls. Rumours26 daily gained ground that the Americans contemplated27 a desperate deed, and Captain Short began to credit these reports. His suspicions and the folly28 of those in his charge precipitated29 a conflict, and the innocent suffered for the guilty.
Upon the 6th day of April, towards a peaceful Spring twilight30, a large body of men, under Burnham's leadership, collected by twos and threes in one place. The numbers increased, and began ominously31 to swarm32 round about a great gate that led from the exercise yards to the marketplace. Ordered by the turnkeys to disperse33, they refused; implored34 by some of their friends to avoid risk of suspicion, Burnham himself bade these peace-seekers go their way or join the party for freedom.
A subaltern, hearing the words, hastened to Captain Short.
"There's trouble brewing35, sir. They're swarming36 like bees at No. 1 gate from the yard, and it's only secured against 'em with a chain. There's a breach37, too, in the prison wall of No. 6. The guards are frightened, and the turnkeys won't face the prisoners. I fear that they only wait for darkness."
He came in an evil hour, because the Commandant had already heard warnings of like character from one or two of the Americans themselves. For their information they had received their liberty.
Short started up.
"The dogs! Will nothing satisfy 'em? Must it come to bayonets? Then, by God, it shall! I've done all living man can do to tame these chattering38 hyaenas. I've endured enough to make me stand self-condemned for a poltroon39. More I'll not endure. They are not to be tamed by kindness. The whip, then!"
He raged and ordered that the alarm bells should be rung immediately.
A brazen42 clangour echoed and re-echoed through Prince Town; the walls of the prison flung it to the mountain-tops, and the great tors resounded43 it, until, sunk to a mellow44 murmur45, the bells were heard afar off. Upon their clash followed the rattle46 and hubbub47 of drums, for a tattoo48 broke out and beat the guard to quarters. No more unfortunate act could have marked the moment. Thousands of prisoners, just then turning in to their evening meal, rushed back to the yards, and the group at the gate became a centre of theatrical49 attraction. Upon one side of them advanced the Commandant, his officers and the bulk of the garrison50; on the other their inquisitive51 and excited compatriots began to crowd. The mass was augmented52 from the rear until it became a moving force, impelled53 forward and powerless to take action against itself. Thus, when bayonets were lowered, the unfortunate van of this great movement found itself pushed remorselessly upon them.
Captain Short, taking sole command at the fatal moment, when his own self-command had vanished, drew up his force in position to charge. Simultaneously54 a crash above the hubbub told that the great chain at the gate was broken, and a hundred voices were lifted to cheer Mr. Knapps, whose powerful arm, wielding55 a sledge56, had done the deed. Until now it is certain that any design of escaping had but actuated a handful of the prisoners. No concerted enterprise existed among them; but as the barrier fell and the gate yawned open, others, seeing the opportunity, crowded among Burnham's faction, and prepared to break out under the eyes of their guardians57. Captain Short understood nothing more than what he saw, and the immediate41 danger cooled his passion. But his hatred58 of this many-headed monster was not cooled. Cries resounded, and behind the breaking gates the civil guards were flying. Yet to the Commandant's credit it may be recorded that he addressed the prisoners and called upon them to yield and fall back. Only yells and laughter greeted him; while at the portals themselves an energetic handful were already forcing the great gates off their hinges.
Thereon the Commandant ordered fifteen file of the guard to this barrier, and with lowered bayonets the men advanced. Many fell back; many were driven on with curses and sharp wounds; but the inert mass behind yielded slowly, while the phalanx in front refused to yield. They kept their ground and held the gate. They insulted the soldiers, and even dared Short to fire upon them.
The first use of that awful word was in Burnham's mouth. "We are free men!" he shouted; "and you have no jurisdiction59 upon us, and no right to lift these bars between us and liberty. You might as soon dare to fire upon us as order us to bide60 here. This night we take our liberty, since you abuse your trust and deny it to us in a country that is at peace with ours."
The mass who heard yelled and pressed forward; those who heard not answered the yell, and guessing nothing of the bayonets in front, fought to get there.
Short answered Burnham.
"Before God, they shall fire if——"
But his troops, now maddened with anger, and sore buffeted61 by the foremost of the prisoners, heard the word "fire," and waited for no context.
A crash and a vibrating roar followed, and Short's sentence was never spoken. Into the waning63 light flashed the muskets64, and with the billowy smoke there rolled aloft a shriek65 of fear and of agony where souls parted from life.
William Burnham fell shot through the head, and several perished with him. About fifty men were wounded, and the great yard ran blood. Many of the soldiers had fired reluctantly and discharged their weapons over the heads of the prisoners; but the cry of "Blank cartridge66!" lifted in the rear had no power to stay the awful panic that followed. A bellow67 went up from thousands of throats, and the masses of men fell back and poured like rivers into the gaols68. It was then that certain knaves69 among the soldiery, themselves secure on the wall of the prison, opened a cross fire and slew70 not a few innocent men as they fled to safety. None was brought to justice for this damnable deed, because not one criminal could be discovered when the catastrophe was investigated.
Chaos indescribable ruled that hour. Short toiled71 like a madman to stay the mischief72. He stood before his own men and yelled himself hoarse73 with execration74 and command. But the soldiers were out of hand. They had suffered much, and in their base minds the hour of vengeance75 was come.
At length non-commissioned officers succeeded where their superiors had failed. Sergeant76 Bradridge and others drew off the garrison, and Doctor Macgrath, with his orderlies and many recruits, hastened to the dead and dying. Not a few had already perished; others were mortally wounded.
Recognising Cecil Stark77, the doctor approached where he knelt beside his old messmate; but a glance sufficed.
"That man is dead," he said, and hastened on to tend the living.
Those few of this vast host with whom we have been concerned had all gathered here. Knapps was down with a ball in his leg and a bayonet wound in the arm. Mr. Cuffee, uninjured, howled with sorrow beside one Haywood, a black from Virginia, who had perished. The air stank78 with the smells of blood and smoke. Voices and cries rang in it; deep groans79, like the bass80 of an organ, persisted beneath the high-pitched cries. As the doctors turned or moved a sufferer, some, restored to consciousness, shrieked81 till the walls rang out their exquisite82 grief; others sighed and died under the gentle hands now stretching out to succour them. Captain Short had withdrawn83 his men, and nearly all the Americans were finally driven back to their respective prisons and locked in; but the Commandant and his officers laboured among the wounded and toiled on under torchlight until the last fallen sufferer had been moved to the hospital or dead-house. Seven ultimately deceased, and of those who recovered many lost a limb. The Americans first responsible for the catastrophe nearly all suffered. They were standing84 beside Burnham and received a point-blank fire.
After the prisoners had been removed, Cecil Stark, who worked with the English to aid them, prepared to return to his quarters when he found himself accosted85 by a man with a swarthy face and a black beard. Many Hebrew merchants from the surrounding towns swarmed86 about the prison with garments to sell to the prisoners at this season, and Stark, supposing the man to be a Jew who had entered with hundreds of others after the catastrophe, was turning from him, when the stranger spoke62.
"A moment," he said. "'Tis a terrible hour in which I'm come; but this ill wind will blow you good luck and perchance one who's more to you than yourself."
"John Lee!"
"Ay!—I've come, for there was none else that I dared to send. Evil has fallen out to Grace Malherb. This time there must be nothing to keep you from her, or else the worst will happen. Even as it is you may be too late."
"She sent your letter and I told her to fall in with any plan or warning that you might have for her."
"Take this," said Lee, producing a handful of something dark. "'Tis a beard made of sheep's wool. Wondering as I came how I should hide my face, I saw a black sheep. For once 'twas not a sign of ill-luck, but good. I cornered her, threw her, and cut from her back enough wool for the purpose. I browned my face by rubbing peat upon it. Now I am a Jew. Don this quickly and follow the crowd that is now being thrust outside the walls. The rest you shall know as we go on our way."
Stark adjusted the crisp wool about his chin, drew his hat over his eyes, fetched the cloak about him, and passed unchallenged out beside John Lee. It seemed the most natural and simple matter thus to depart. The long months of suffering, the privations, plots, excitements and disappointments did not return to his mind for many a day. Henceforth, one solitary87 thought informed him, and he hastened straightway forward into a trap more cunning than any made with granite88.
Lee explained what had happened as far as he knew it.
"To me she came two days ago in answer to my urgent message. I had heard that Norcot meant to get her into his personal power at any cost, for he told my grandmother that he would do so. Weary of evil, or pretending so, the old woman confessed to me, and I explained to Grace Malherb the threatened danger. She promised that she would not stir abroad again, and assured me that her father knew nothing. She could hardly stop for joy when she heard that Lovey Lee was alive; for it seems that Mr. Malherb, who struck her down upon Cater's Beam, believed that he had slain89 her."
"But of Miss Malherb?"
"She left me and has not since been seen. This I have heard to-day, for as my grandmother did not return, I grew fearful and last night got to Fox Tor Farm. It was easy to lie in wait until I could speak with Putt, for once more the place is disturbed and they seek high and low for Miss Grace."
"You saved her from Norcot then, and some other ill has overtaken her?"
"I do not know. It may be that in ignorance I only worked for Norcot. I cannot question my grandmother, since she is still absent from our hiding-place. Therefore, there was no course but to come to you."
"Norcot may have used you after all through your grandmother?"
"I can only fear it."
"Then to him! I will not sleep until I have met that man."
"We are going there now. To-night you shall lie hid close to Chagford, and to-morrow night—not sooner—you can tackle him. I've been to Chagford, but I dared not go to him myself until I had been to you, for his answer would be to arrest me. You've got to show your quality now. If my grandmother is guilty of this, you'll find the cleverest man and the wickedest woman on Dartmoor against you."
Stark did not answer. His thoughts wandered backwards90 as it seemed.
"Seven there were, and now—Miller, Burnham, Carberry—all dead. And Leverett in the hand of God, if still he lives. And Jim Knapps badly wounded. That leaves but poor Cuffee and me."
"To-night you'd better lie in my den5. If my grandmother has returned to it, you can tackle her; but indeed I fear you'll see her no more. Norcot was to turn her gold and trinkets into paper money. Then she meant to go to France."
"Why wait till to-morrow? Why not to-night?"
"I cannot get there, Mr. Stark. I've walked forty miles and more to-day. Five yet lie before us, and that will settle me. Food's been scarce, too, of late. I'm not in good fighting trim, I fear."
Stark seized his hand.
"By God! you've done your share! But your troubles are near over. You come with me to Vermont, or I'll not go. I've sworn to myself that you come. I don't leave this country without you."
"You are very generous and good."
They tramped over the night-hidden land in silence. Twice Lee had to stop and rest awhile. Then he walked forward. Before midnight they reached the ruined cot under Sittaford Tor. Plenty of food was hidden there, and both ate heartily91, drank from a rivulet92 at hand, and then slept side by side.
The place was empty, for Lovey Lee had not returned to it; but before dawn the old woman, like an aged40 tigress, came slinking back. Upon entering the cot and striking a light, she saw not only her grandson, but the pale upturned face of Cecil Stark.
Neither moved in their profound slumber93; but the woman instantly extinguished her taper94, and crept out of doors again.
"It's a hell of a tramp to take twice in one night," she thought. "Yet 'tis good for another clear hundred, and Norcot shan't hear it for less."
Then she set her old bones creaking again upon the way to Chagford.
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密集( swarm的过去式和过去分词 ); 云集; 成群地移动; 蜜蜂或其他飞行昆虫成群地飞来飞去 | |
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87 solitary | |
adj.孤独的,独立的,荒凉的;n.隐士 | |
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88 granite | |
adj.花岗岩,花岗石 | |
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89 slain | |
杀死,宰杀,杀戮( slay的过去分词 ); (slay的过去分词) | |
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90 backwards | |
adv.往回地,向原处,倒,相反,前后倒置地 | |
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91 heartily | |
adv.衷心地,诚恳地,十分,很 | |
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92 rivulet | |
n.小溪,小河 | |
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93 slumber | |
n.睡眠,沉睡状态 | |
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94 taper | |
n.小蜡烛,尖细,渐弱;adj.尖细的;v.逐渐变小 | |
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