Quinn hustled4 the captives "down a lane," as the fiddler might have said, of Ferry's scouts5, mounted them on their own horses at the door, and hurried them away. Charlotte had vanished but was back again in hat and riding-skirt. Ferry caught her hand and they ran to the front veranda6 steps just as the prisoners and guard rode swiftly from them. Kendall and I had the stirrup ready for her; the saddle was a man's, but she made a horn of its pommel, and in a flash the four of us were mounted. Nevertheless before we could move the grove7 resounded8 with shots, and Ferry, bidding us ride on after the fleeing guard, wheeled and galloped9 to where half our troop were holding back their assailants in the dark. But then, to our distraction10, Charlotte would not fly. "Richard, I'm paroled!"--"Charlotte Oliver, you're my prisoner!" I reached for her bridle11, but she avoided me and with a cry of recollection wheeled and was on her way back. "I forgot something! I can get it, I left the room lighted!"
I remember vividly12 yet the high purpose and girlish propitiation that rang together in her voice. Kendall dashed after her while I went against a wet bough13 that all but threw me; but before he could reach her she flew up the steps, crying "Hold my horse!"
"Mine, too!" I cried, springing up after her. How queerly the inner house stood alight and silent, its guests and inmates14 hidden, while outside pistols and carbines flashed and cracked. I came upon Charlotte, just recrossing her chamber15 to leave it, with her doll in her arms. "Come!" I cried, "our line is falling back behind the house!" Her head flinched16 aside, a bit of her hat flew from it, and a pistol-ball buried itself in the ceiling straight over my head. We ran downstairs together, pulling, pushing and imploring17 each other in the name of honor, duty and heaven to let him--let her--go out first through the bright hall door. Kendall was not in sight, but in a dim half-light a few yards off we saw Oliver. He was afoot, bending low, and gliding18 toward us with his revolver in his left hand. He fired as I did; her clutch spoiled my aim; with eager eyes she straightened to her finest height, cried "Richard! tell Lieutenant Ferry he--" and with a long sigh sank into my arms. A rush of hoofs19 sounded behind Oliver, he glanced up, and Ferry's blade fell across his brow and launched him face upward to the ground. I saw a bunch of horses, with mine, at the foot of the steps, and a bunch of men at the top; Ferry snatched Charlotte's limp form from me and said over his shoulder as he went down the steps, "Go get him and bring him along, dead or alive!"
I called a man to my aid and was unlucky in not getting the cool-headed Kendall, for my own wits were gone. The next moment all had left us and I was down on the ground toiling20 frantically21, with no help but one hand of my mounted companion, to heave the stalwart frame of Oliver up to my saddle.
"Why, he's dead!" cried the lad, letting him slide half-way down when we had all but got him up; "don't you see he's dead? His head's laid wide open! He's as dead as a mackerel! I'll swear we ain't got any right to get captured trying to save a dead Yankee."
I was in despair; our horses had caught our frenzy22 and were plunging23 to be after their fellows, and a fresh body of the enemy were hurtling into the grove. Dropping my burden I vaulted24 up, and we scurried25 away, saved only by the enemy's healthy fear of an ambush26. The first man we came up with was Quinn, with the rear-guard. "Is he dead?" he growled27.
"Dead as Adam!" said I, and my comrade put in "Head laid wide open!"
"drop back into the ranks," said Quinn to him. "Smith, ride on to Lieutenant Ferry. Corporal,"--to a man near him--"you know the way so well, go with him."
The two of us sprang forward. How long or what way we went I have now no clear idea, but at length we neared again the grapevine ferry. The stream was swollen28, we swam our horses, and on the farther side we found Kendall waiting. To the corporal's inquiry29 he replied that Ferry had just passed on. "You know Roy's; two miles off the Plank30 Road by the first right? He expects to stop there."
"Is she alive, Kendall?" I interrupted. "Is she alive?"
"No," said he, to some further question of the corporal; "I'm to wait here for the command."
"Is she alive, Kendall?" I asked again.
"Hello, Smith." He scanned my dripping horse. "Your saddle's slipped, Smith. Yes, she's alive."
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a.摆好姿势不动的 | |
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3 lieutenant | |
n.陆军中尉,海军上尉;代理官员,副职官员 | |
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催促(hustle的过去式与过去分词形式) | |
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5 scouts | |
侦察员[机,舰]( scout的名词复数 ); 童子军; 搜索; 童子军成员 | |
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v.(指声音等)回荡于某处( resound的过去式和过去分词 );产生回响;(指某处)回荡着声音 | |
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(使马)飞奔,奔驰( gallop的过去式和过去分词 ); 快速做[说]某事 | |
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n.笼头,束缚;vt.抑制,约束;动怒 | |
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