Hibbert, always conscious of two worlds, was in this mountain village conscious of three. It lay on the slopes of the Valais Alps, and he had taken a room in the little post office, where he could be at peace to write his book, yet at the same time enjoy the winter sports and find companionship in the hotels when he wanted it.
The three worlds that met and mingled1 here seemed to his imaginative temperament2 very obvious, though it is doubtful if another mind less intuitively equipped would have seen them so well-defined. There was the world of tourist English, civilised, quasi-educated, to which he belonged by birth, at any rate; there was the world of peasants to which he felt himself drawn3 by sympathy — for he loved and admired their toiling4, simple life; and there was this other — which he could only call the world of Nature. To this last, however, in virtue5 of a vehement6 poetic7 imagination, and a tumultuous pagan instinct fed by his very blood, he felt that most of him belonged. The others borrowed from it, as it were, for visits. Here, with the soul of Nature, hid his central life.
Between all three was conflict — potential conflict. On the skating-rink each Sunday the tourists regarded the natives as intruders; in the church the peasants plainly questioned: “Why do you come? We are here to worship; you to stare and whisper!” For neither of these two worlds accepted the other. And neither did Nature accept the tourists, for it took advantage of their least mistakes, and indeed, even of the peasant-world “accepted” only those who were strong and bold enough to invade her savage8 domain9 with sufficient skill to protect themselves from several forms of — death.
Now Hibbert was keenly aware of this potential conflict and want of harmony; he felt outside, yet caught by it — torn in the three directions because he was partly of each world, but wholly in only one. There grew in him a constant, subtle effort — or, at least, desire — to unify10 them and decide positively11 to which he should belong and live in. The attempt, of course, was largely subconscious12. It was the natural instinct of a richly imaginative nature seeking the point of equilibrium13, so that the mind could feel at peace and his brain be free to do good work.
Among the guests no one especially claimed his interest. The men were nice but undistinguished — athletic14 schoolmasters, doctors snatching a holiday, good fellows all; the women, equally various — the clever, the would-befast, the dare-to-bedull, the women “who understood,” and the usual pack of jolly dancing girls and “flappers.” And Hibbert, with his forty odd years of thick experience behind him, got on well with the lot; he understood them all; they belonged to definite, predigested types that are the same the world over, and that he had met the world over long ago.
But to none of them did he belong. His nature was too “multiple” to subscribe15 to the set of shibboleths16 of any one class. And, since all liked him, and felt that somehow he seemed outside of them — spectator, looker-on — all sought to claim him.
In a sense, therefore, the three worlds fought for him: natives, tourists, Nature....
It was thus began the singular conflict for the soul of Hibbert. In his own soul, however, it took place. Neither the peasants nor the tourists were conscious that they fought for anything. And Nature, they say, is merely blind and automatic.
The assault upon him of the peasants may be left out of account, for it is obvious that they stood no chance of success. The tourist world, however, made a gallant17 effort to subdue18 him to themselves. But the evenings in the hotel, when dancing was not in order, were — English. The provincial19 imagination was set upon a throne and worshipped heavily through incense20 of the stupidest conventions possible. Hibbert used to go back early to his room in the post office to work.
“It is a mistake on my part to have realised that there is any conflict at all,” he thought, as he crunched21 home over the snow at midnight after one of the dances. “It would have been better to have kept outside it all and done my work. Better,” he added, looking back down the silent village street to the church tower, “and — safer.”
The adjective slipped from his mind before he was aware of it. He turned with an involuntary start and looked about him. He knew perfectly22 well what it meant — this thought that had thrust its head up from the instinctive23 region. He understood, without being able to express it fully24, the meaning that betrayed itself in the choice of the adjective. For if he had ignored the existence of this conflict he would at the same time, have remained outside the arena25. Whereas now he had entered the lists. Now this battle for his soul must have issue. And he knew that the spell of Nature was greater for him than all other spells in the world combined — greater than love, revelry, pleasure, greater even than study. He had always been afraid to let himself go. His pagan soul dreaded26 her terrific powers of witchery even while he worshipped.
The little village already slept. The world lay smothered27 in snow. The chalet roofs shone white beneath the moon, and pitch-black shadows gathered against the walls of the church. His eye rested a moment on the square stone tower with its frosted cross that pointed28 to the sky: then travelled with a leap of many thousand feet to the enormous mountains that brushed the brilliant stars. Like a forest rose the huge peaks above the slumbering29 village, measuring the night and heavens. They beckoned30 him. And something born of the snowy desolation, born of the midnight and the silent grandeur31, born of the great listening hollows of the night, something that lay ‘twixt terror and wonder, dropped from the vast wintry spaces down into his heart — and called him. Very softly, unrecorded in any word or thought his brain could compass, it laid its spell upon him. Fingers of snow brushed the surface of his heart. The power and quiet majesty32 of the winter’s night appalled33 him....
Fumbling34 a moment with the big unwieldy key, he let himself in and went upstairs to bed. Two thoughts went with him — apparently35 quite ordinary and sensible ones:
“What fools these peasants are to sleep through such a night!” And the other:
“Those dances tire me. I’ll never go again. My work only suffers in the morning.” The claims of peasants and tourists upon him seemed thus in a single instant weakened.
The clash of battle troubled half his dreams. Nature had sent her Beauty of the Night and won the first assault. The others, routed and dismayed, fled far away.
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toiling
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unify
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subconscious
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provincial
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apparently
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