“Oh, it’s fine—fine,” he murmured, “and this is my country—my country, after all, Dex. It’s in my veins2, this hunger for the North. I grow. I expand.”
“Careful you don’t bust,” warned Dextry. “I’ve seen men get plumb3 drunk on mountain air. Don’t expand too strong in one spot.” He went back abruptly4 to his pipe, its villanous fumes5 promptly6 averting7 any danger of the air’s too tonic8 quality.
“I’d ruther smell like a man than talk like a kid. You desecrate10 the hour of meditation11 with rhapsodies on nature when your æsthetics ain’t honed up to the beauties of good tobacco.”
The other laughed, inflating12 his deep chest. In the gloom he stretched his muscles restlessly, as though an excess of vigor13 filled him.
They were lounging upon the dock, while before them lay the Santa Maria ready for her midnight sailing. Behind slept Unalaska, quaint14, antique, and Russian, rusting15 amid the fogs of Bering Sea. Where, a week before, mild-eyed natives had dried their cod16 among the old bronze cannon17, now a frenzied18 horde19 of gold-seekers paused in their rush to the new El Dorado. They had come like a locust20 cloud, thousands strong, settling on the edge of the Smoky Sea, waiting the going of the ice that barred them from their Golden Fleece—from Nome the new, where men found fortune in a night.
The mossy hills back of the village were ridged with graves of those who had died on the out-trip the fall before, when a plague had gripped the land—but what of that? Gold glittered in the sands, so said the survivors21; therefore men came in armies. Glenister and Dextry had left Nome the autumn previous, the young man raving22 with fever. Now they returned to their own land.
“This air whets23 every animal instinct in me,” Glenister broke out again. “Away from the cities I turn savage24. I feel the old primitive25 passions—the fret26 for fighting.”her more than a din27, and yet she stayed, crouched28 against the wall.
Dextry swung at a dim target, and, missing it, was whirled off his balance. Instantly his antagonist29 grappled with him, and they fell to the floor, while a third man shuffled30 about them. The girl throttled31 a scream.
“I’m goin’ to kick ’im, Bill,” the man panted hoarsely33. “Le’ me fix ’im.” He swung his heavy shoe, and Bill cursed with stirring eloquence34.
“Ow! You’re kickin’ me! I’ve got ’im, safe enough. Tackle the big un.”
Bill’s ally then started towards the others, his body bent35, his arms flexed36 yet hanging loosely. He crouched beside the girl, ignoring her, while she heard the breath wheezing37 from his lungs; then silently he leaped. Glenister had hurled38 a man from him, then stepped back to avoid the others, when he was seized from behind and felt the man’s arms wrapped about his neck, the sailor’s legs locked about his thighs39. Now came the girl’s first knowledge of real fighting. The two spun40 back and forth41 so closely entwined as to be indistinguishable, the others holding off. For what seemed many minutes they struggled, the young man striving to reach his adversary42, till they crashed against the wall near her and she heard her champion’s breath coughing in his throat at the tightening43 grip of the sailor. Fright held her paralyzed, for she had never seen men thus. A moment and Glenister would be down beneath their stamping feet—they Would kick his life out with their heavy shoes. At thought of it, the necessity of action smote44 her like a blow in the face. Her terror fell away, her shaking muscles stiffened45, and before realizing what she did she had acted.
The seaman’s back was to her. She reached out and gripped him by the hair, while her fingers, tense as talons46, sought his eyes. Then the first loud sound of the battle arose. The man yelled in sudden terror; and the others as suddenly fell back. The next instant she felt a hand upon her shoulder and heard Dextry’s voice.
“Are ye hurt? No? Come on, then, or we’ll get left.” He spoke47 quietly, though his breath was loud, and, glancing down, she saw the huddled48 form of the sailor whom he had fought.
“That’s all right—he ain’t hurt. It’s a Jap trick I learned. Hurry up!”
They ran swiftly down the wharf49, followed by Glenister and by the groans50 of the sailors in whom the lust51 for combat had been quenched52. As they scrambled53 up the Santa Maria’s gang-plank, a strip of water widened between the boat and the pier54.
“Close shave, that,” panted Glenister, feeling his throat gingerly, “but I wouldn’t have missed it for a spotted55 pup.”
“I’ve been through b’iler explosions and snow-slides, not to mention a triflin’ jail-delivery, but fer real sprightly56 diversions I don’t recall nothin’ more pleasin’ than this.” Dextry’s enthusiasm was boylike.
They led her to their deck cabin, where they switched on the electric light, blinking at each other and at their unknown guest.
They saw a graceful58 and altogether attractive figure in a trim, short skirt and long, tan boots. But what Glenister first saw was her eyes; large and gray, almost brown under the electric light. They were active eyes, he thought, and they flashed swift, comprehensive glances at the two men. Her hair had fallen loose and crinkled to her waist, all agleam. Otherwise she showed no sign of her recent ordeal59.
Glenister had been prepared for the type of beauty that follows the frontier; beauty that may stun60, but that has the polish and chill of a new-ground bowie. Instead, this girl with the calm, reposeful61 face struck a note almost painfully different from her surroundings, suggesting countless62 pleasant things that had been strange to him for the past few years.
Pure admiration63 alone was patent in the older man’s gaze.
“I make oration,” said he, “that you’re the gamest little chap I ever fought over, Mexikin, Injun, or white. What’s the trouble?”
“I suppose you think I’ve done something dreadful, don’t you?” she said. “But I haven’t. I had to get away from the Ohio to-night for—certain reasons. I’ll tell you all about it to-morrow. I haven’t stolen anything, nor poisoned the crew—really I haven’t.” She smiled at them, and Glenister found it impossible not to smile with her, though dismayed by her feeble explanation.
“Well, I’ll wake up the steward64 and find a place for you to go,” he said at length. “You’ll have to double up with some of the women, though; it’s awfully65 crowded aboard.”
She laid a detaining hand on his arm. He thought he felt her tremble.
“No, no! I don’t want you to do that. They mustn’t see me to-night. I know I’m acting66 strangely and all that, but it’s happened so quickly I haven’t found myself yet. I’ll tell you to-morrow, though, really. Don’t let any one see me or it will spoil everything. Wait till to-morrow, please.”
“Help you? Why, sure Mike!” assured the impulsive68 Dextry, “an’, see here, Miss—you take your time on explanations. We don’t care a cuss what you done. Morals ain’t our long suit, ’cause ‘there’s never a law of God or man runs north of Fifty-three,’ as the poetry man remarked, an’ he couldn’t have spoke truer if he’d knowed what he was sayin’. Everybody is privileged to ‘look out’ his own game up here. A square deal an’ no questions asked.”
She looked somewhat doubtful at this till she caught the heat of Glenister’s gaze. Some boldness of his look brought home to her the actual situation, and a stain rose in her cheek. She noted69 him more carefully; noted his heavy shoulders and ease of bearing, an ease and looseness begotten70 of perfect muscular control. Strength was equally suggested in his face, she thought, for he carried a marked young countenance71, with thrusting chin, aggressive thatching brows, and mobile mouth that whispered all the changes from strength to abandon. Prominent was a look of reckless energy. She considered him handsome in a heavy, virile72, perhaps too purely73 physical fashion.
“I’ve had a right smart experience in that line,” said Dextry, “but I never done it by proxy75. What’s your plan?”
“She will stay here to-night,” said Glenister quickly. “You and I will go below. Nobody will see her.”
“I can’t let you do that,” she objected. “Isn’t there some place where I can hide?” But they reassured76 her and left.
When they had gone, she crouched trembling upon her seat for a long time, gazing fixedly77 before her. “I’m afraid!” she whispered; “I’m afraid. What am I getting into? Why do men look so at me? I’m frightened. Oh, I’m sorry I undertook it.” At last she rose wearily. The close cabin oppressed her; she felt the need of fresh air. So, turning out the lights, she stepped forth into the night. Figures loomed78 near the rail and she slipped astern, screening herself behind a life-boat, where the cool breeze fanned her face.
The forms she had seen approached, speaking earnestly. Instead of passing, they stopped abreast79 of her hiding-place; then, as they began to talk, she saw that her retreat was cut off and that she must not stir.
“What brings her here?” Glenister was echoing a question of Dextry’s. “Bah! What brings them all? What brought ‘the Duchess,’ and Cherry Malotte, and all the rest?”
“No, no,” said the old man. “She ain’t that kind—she’s too fine, too delicate—too pretty.”
“That’s just it—too pretty! Too pretty to be alone—or anything except what she is.”
Dextry growled80 sourly. “This country has plumb ruined you, boy. You think they’re all alike—an’ I don’t know but they are—all but this girl. Seems like she’s different, somehow—but I can’t tell.”
“I had an ancestor who buccaneered among the Indies, a long time ago—so I’m told. Sometimes I think I have his disposition82. He comes and whispers things to me in the night. Oh, he was a devil, and I’ve got his blood in me—untamed and hot—I can hear him saying something now—something about the spoils of war. Ha, ha! Maybe he’s right. I fought for her to-night—Dex—the way he used to fight for his sweethearts along the Mexicos. She’s too beautiful to be good—and ‘there’s never a law of God or man runs north of Fifty-three.’ ”
They moved on, his vibrant83, cynical84 laughter stabbing the girl till she leaned against the yawl for support.
She held herself together while the blood beat thickly in her ears, then fled to the cabin, hurling85 herself into her berth86, where she writhed87 silently, beating the pillow with hands into which her nails had bitten, staring the while into the darkness with dry and aching eyes.
“Mebbe you’ll have a chance.”
“How so?”
“Well, it’s this way. I met Mexico Mullins this mornin’. You mind old Mexico, don’t you? The feller that relocated Discovery Claim on Anvil88 Creek89 last summer?”
“You don’t mean that ‘tin-horn’ the boys were going to lynch for claim-jumping?”
“Identical! Remember me tellin’ you about a good turn I done him once down Guadalupe way?”
“Greaser shooting-scrape, wasn’t it?”
“Yep! Well, I noticed first off that he’s gettin’ fat; high-livin’ fat, too, all in one spot, like he was playin’ both ends ag’in the centre. Also he wore di’mon’s fit to handle with ice-tongs.
“Says I, lookin’ at his side elevation90, ‘What’s accented your middle syllable91 so strong, Mexico?’
“ ‘Prosperity, politics, an’ the Waldorf-Astorier,’ says he. It seems Mex hadn’t forgot old days. He claws me into a corner an’ says, ‘Bill, I’m goin’ to pay you back for that Moralez deal.’
“ ‘It ain’t comin’ to me,’ says I. ‘That’s a bygone!’
“ ‘Listen here,’ says he, an’, seein’ he was in earnest, I let him run on.
“ ‘How much do you value that claim o’ yourn at?’
“ ‘Hard tellin’,’ says I. ‘If she holds out like she run last fall, there’d ought to be a million clear in her.’
“ ‘How much ’ll you clean up this summer?’
“ ‘ ’Bout four hundred thousand, with luck.’
“ ‘Bill,’ says he, ‘there’s hell a-poppin’ an’ you’ve got to watch that ground like you’d watch a rattle92-snake. Don’t never leave ’em get a grip on it or you’re down an’ out.’
“He was so plumb in earnest it scared me up, ’cause Mexico ain’t a gabby man.
“ ‘What do you mean?’ says I.
“ ‘I can’t tell you nothin’ more. I’m puttin’ a string on my own neck, sayin’ this much. You’re a square man, Bill, an’ I’m a gambler, but you saved my life oncet, an’ I wouldn’t steer93 you wrong. For God’s sake, don’t let ’em jump your ground, that’s all.’
“ ‘Let who jump it? Congress has give us judges an’ courts an’ marshals—’ I begins.
“ ‘That’s just it. How you goin’ to buck94 that hand? Them’s the best cards in the deck. There’s a man comin’ by the name of McNamara. Watch him clost. I can’t tell you no more. But don’t never let ’em get a grip on your ground.’ That’s all he’d say.”
“Bah! He’s crazy! I wish somebody would try to jump the Midas; we’d enjoy the exercise.”
“We’ll have to get aboard,” said Dextry.
“Sh-h! What’s that?” the other whispered.
At first the only sound they heard was a stir from the deck of the steamer. Then from the water below them came the rattle of rowlocks and a voice cautiously muffled96.
“Stop! Stop there!”
A skiff burst from the darkness, grounding on the beach beneath. A figure scrambled out and up the ladder leading to the wharf. Immediately a second boat, plainly in pursuit of the first one, struck on the beach behind it.
As the escaping figure mounted to their level the watchers perceived with amazement97 that it was a young woman. Breath sobbed98 from her lungs, and, stumbling, she would have fallen but for Glenister, who ran forward and helped her to her feet.
“Don’t let them get me,” she panted.
He turned to his partner in puzzled inquiry99, but found that the old man had crossed to the head of the landing ladder up which the pursuers were climbing.
“Just a minute—you there! Back up or I’ll kick your face in.” Dextry’s voice was sharp and unexpected, and in the darkness he loomed tall and menacing to those below.
“Get out of the way. That woman’s a runaway,” came from the one highest on the ladder.
“So I jedge.”
“She broke qu—”
“Shut up!” broke in another. “Do you want to advertise it? Get out of the way, there, ye damn fool! Climb up, Thorsen.” He spoke like a bucko mate, and his words stirred the bile of Dextry.
Thorsen grasped the dock floor, trying to climb up, but the old miner stamped on his fingers and the sailor loosened his hold with a yell, carrying the under men with him to the beach in his fall.
“This way! Follow me!” shouted the mate, making up the bank for the shore end of the wharf.
“You’d better pull your freight, miss,” Dextry remarked; “they’ll be here in a minute.”
“Yes, yes! Let us go! I must get aboard the Santa Maria. She’s leaving now. Come, come!”
Glenister laughed, as though there were a humorous touch in her remark, but did not stir.
“I’m gettin’ awful old an’ stiff to run,” said Dextry, removing his mackinaw, “but I allow I ain’t too old for a little diversion in the way of a rough-house when it comes nosin’ around.” He moved lightly, though the girl could see in the half-darkness that his hair was silvery.
“What do you mean?” she questioned, sharply.
“You hurry along, miss; we’ll toy with ’em till you’re aboard.” They stepped across to the dock-house, backing against it. The girl followed.
Again came the warning blast from the steamer, and the voice of an officer:
“Clear away that stern line!”
“Oh, we’ll be left!” she breathed, and somehow it struck Glenister that she feared this more than the men whose approaching feet he heard.
“You can make it all right,” he urged her, roughly. “You’ll get hurt if you stay here. Run along and don’t mind us. We’ve been thirty days on shipboard, and were praying for something to happen.” His voice was boyishly glad, as if he exulted100 in the fray101 that was to come; and no sooner had he spoken than the sailors came out of the darkness upon them.
During the space of a few heart-beats there was only a tangle102 of whirling forms with the sound of fist on flesh, then the blot103 split up and forms plunged104 outward, falling heavily. Again the sailors rushed, attempting to clinch105. They massed upon Dextry only to grasp empty air, for he shifted with remarkable106 agility107, striking bitterly, as an old wolf snaps. It was baffling work, however, for in the darkness his blows fell short or overreached.
Glenister, on the other hand, stood carelessly, beating the men off as they came to him. He laughed gloatingly, deep in his throat, as though the encounter were merely some rough sport. The girl shuddered, for the desperate silence of the attacking men terrified
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n.变质( taint的名词复数 );污染;玷污;丑陋或腐败的迹象v.使变质( taint的第三人称单数 );使污染;败坏;被污染,腐坏,败坏 | |
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