One morning in September, a month after all this, three persons, a lady and two gentlemen, stood on the upper step of the Couronne hotel, waving farewell with their handkerchiefs to a carriage which had just started from the door and was gayly taking the road to St. Gervais-les-Bains, on the way to Geneva.
A cool purple light stretched along the valley and reached up the mountain side to where the eternal snows begin. The crown of Mont Blanc, muffled1 in its scarf of cloud, was invisible. The old monarch2 was in that disdainful mood which sometimes lasts him for months together. From those perilous3 heights came down a breath that chilled the air and tempered the sunshine falling upon Chamouni, now silent and deserted4, for the season was well-nigh over. With the birds, their brothers, the summer tourists had flown southward at the rustling5 of the first autumnal leaf. Here and there a guide leaned idly against a post in front of one of the empty hotels. There was no other indication of life in the main street save the little group we have mentioned watching the departing carriage.
This carriage, a maroon6 body set upon red and black wheels, was drawn7 by four white horses and driven by the marquis. The doctor had prescribed white horses, and he took great credit to himself that morning as he stood on the hotel steps beside Mr. and Mrs. Denham, who followed the retreating vehicle rather thoughtfully with their eyes until it turned a corner of the narrow street and was lost to them.
As the horses slackened their speed at an ascending8 piece of ground outside the town, Lynde took Ruth's hand. The color of health had reasserted itself in her cheeks, but her eyes had not lost a certain depth of lustre9 which they had learned during her illness. The happy light in them illumined her face as she turned towards him.
"I don't believe a word of it!" cried Lynde. "It is just a dream, a cheating page out of a fairy-book. These horses are simply four white mice transformed. An hour ago, perhaps, this carriage was a pumpkin10 lying on the hearth11 of the hotel kitchen. The coachman is a good fairy in thin disguise of overcoat and false mustache. I am doubtful of even you. The whole thing is a delusion12. It won't last, it can't last! Presently the wicked gnome13 that must needs dwell in a stalactite cavern14 somewhere hereabouts will start up and break the enchantment15."
"It will never be broken so long as you love me," said Ruth softly. She smiled at Lynde's fancy, though his words had by no means badly expressed her own sense of doubt in respect to the reality of it all.
Here the driver leaned forward, skilfully16 touching17 the ear of the off- leader with the tip of his lash18, and the carriage rolled away in the blue September weather. And here our story ends--at the very point, if we understand it, where life began for those two.
The End
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adj.(声音)被隔的;听不太清的;(衣服)裹严的;蒙住的v.压抑,捂住( muffle的过去式和过去分词 );用厚厚的衣帽包着(自己) | |
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2 monarch | |
n.帝王,君主,最高统治者 | |
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adj.危险的,冒险的 | |
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4 deserted | |
adj.荒芜的,荒废的,无人的,被遗弃的 | |
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n. 瑟瑟声,沙沙声 adj. 发沙沙声的 | |
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v.困住,使(人)处于孤独无助之境;n.逃亡黑奴;孤立的人;酱紫色,褐红色;adj.酱紫色的,褐红色的 | |
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v.拖,拉,拔出;adj.憔悴的,紧张的 | |
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9 lustre | |
n.光亮,光泽;荣誉 | |
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10 pumpkin | |
n.南瓜 | |
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n.壁炉炉床,壁炉地面 | |
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12 delusion | |
n.谬见,欺骗,幻觉,迷惑 | |
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n.土地神;侏儒,地精 | |
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14 cavern | |
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15 enchantment | |
n.迷惑,妖术,魅力 | |
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v.系牢;鞭打;猛烈抨击;n.鞭打;眼睫毛 | |
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