As he passed the smithy the lad stumbled.
The man looked hard at him as if suspecting some trickery; but when Phil was about to press on without a word the man asked in a low voice, who the de'il gaed yonder on sic like e'en and at sic like hoddin' gait.
At this Phil sat down on a stone, for his weakness had grown on him sorely, and replied that whither he was going he neither knew nor cared. Whereupon the man, whom he knew by his tongue to be a Scot, cried out, "Hech! The lad's falling!" And catching9 the youth by the arm, he lifted him off the stone and led him into the smithy.
Phil found himself in a chair with straight back and sides, but with seat and backing woven of broad, loose straps10, which seemed as easy as the best goose-feathers. "It is nought11," he said. "A spell of faintness caught me. I'll be going; I must find an inn; I'll be going now."
"Be still. Ye'll na be off sae soon."
The man thrust a splinter of wood into the coals, and lighting12 therewith a candle in a lanthorn, he began rummaging13 in a cupboard behind the forge, whence he drew out a quarter loaf, a plate of cheese, a jug14, and a deep dish in which there was the half of a meat pie. Placing before his guest a table of rough boards blackened with smoke, a great spoon, and a pint15 pot, he poured from the jug a brimming potful of cider, boiled with good spices and fermented16 with yeast17.
"A wee healsome drappy," said he, "an' then the guid vittle. Dinna be laithfu'."
Raising the pot to his lips the lad drank deep and became aware he was famished18 for food, although he had not until then thought of hunger. As he ate, the quarter loaf, the cheese, and the half of a meat pie fell victims to his trenchering, and though his host plied8 the jug to fill his cup, when at last he leaned back he had left no morsel19 of food nor drop of drink.
Now, for the first time, he looked about him and gave heed20 to the smoking lanthorn, the dull glow of the dying sea-coals in the forge, the stern face of the smith who sat opposite him, and the dark recesses21 of the smithy. Outside was a driving rain and the screech22 of a gusty wind.
It was strange, he thought, that after all his doubts, he was well fed and dry and warm. The rain rattled23 against the walls of the smithy and the wind howled. Only to hear the storm was enough to make a man shiver, but warmed by the fire in the forge the lad smiled and nodded. In a moment he was asleep.
"Cam' ye far?" his host asked in a rough voice.
The lad woke with a start. "From London," he said and again he nodded.
The man ran his fingers through his red beard. "God forgie us!" he whispered. "The laddie ha grapit a' the way frae Lon'on."
He got up from his chair and led Phil to a kind of bed in the darkest corner, behind the forge, and covered him and left him there. Going to the door he looked out into the rain and stood so for a long time.
Two boys, scurrying24 past in the rain, saw him standing there against the dim light of the lanthorn, and hooted25 in derision. The wind swept away their voices so that the words were lost, but one stooped and, picking up a stone, flung it at the smithy. It struck the lintel above the man's head and the boys with a squeal26 of glee vanished into the rain and darkness. The blood rushed to the man's face and his hand slipped under the great leathern apron27 that he wore.
By morning the storm was gone. The air was clean and cool, and though puddles28 of water stood by the way, the road had so far dried as to give good footing. All this Philip Marsham saw through the smithy door, upon waking, as he raised himself on his elbow.
He had slept that night with his head behind the cupboard and with his feet under the great bellows30 of the forge, so narrow was the space in which the smith had built the cot; and where his host had himself slept there was no sign.
The smith now stood in the door. "Na, na," he was saying, "'tis pitch an' pay—siller or nought. For the ance ye hae very foully31 deceived me. Ye shall hence-forth hae my wark for siller; or, an ye like—"
A volley of rough laughter came booming into the smithy, and then a clatter33 of hoofs34 as the man without rode away; but the face of the smith was hot as flame when he turned to the forge, and, as he thrust his fingers through his red beard, an angry light was in his eyes. Reaching for the handle of the bellows, he blew the fire so fiercely that the rockstaff and the whole frame swayed and creaked. He then took up a bar of metal and, breaking it on the anvil35 with a great blow of the up-hand sledge36, studied the grey surface and smiled. He thrust the bar into the white coals and with the slicer he clapped the coals about it.
Now drawing out the bar a little way to see how it was taking its heat, and now thrusting it quickly back again, he brought it to the colour of white flame, and, snatching it out with his pliers and laying it on the face of the anvil, he shaped it with blow after blow of the hand hammer, thrust it again into the coals and blew up the fire, again laid it on the anvil, and, smiting37 it until the sparks flew in showers, worked it, with a deftness38 marvellous in the eyes of the lad, who sat agape at the fury of his strokes, into the shape of a dagger41 or dirk.
At last, heating it in the coals to the redness of blood and throwing it on the floor to cool, he paced the smithy, muttering to himself. After a time he took it up again and with the files in their order—the rough, the bastard42, the fine and the smooth—worked it down, now trying the surface with fingertips, now plying43 his file as if the Devil were at his elbow and his soul's salvation44 depended upon haste, until the shape and surface pleased him.
He then thrust it again into the coals and blew up the fire softly, watching the metal with great care till it came to blood-red heat, when he quenched45 it in a butt46 of water and, laying it on the bench, rubbed it with a whetstone until the black scurf was gone and the metal was bright. Again he laid it in the coals and slowly heated it, watching with even greater care while the steel turned to the colour of light gold and to the colour of dark gold; then with a deft39 turn of the pliers he snatched it out and thrust it deep into the water.
As he had worked, his angry haste had subsided47 and now, drawing out the metal, he studied it closely and smiled. Then he looked up and meeting the eyes of Philip Marsham, who had sat for an hour watching him, he gave a great start and cried, "God forgie us! I hae clean forgot the lad!"
Laying aside his work he pushed before the chair the smoke-stained table he had used the night before, placed on it a bowl and a spoon, and, setting a small kettle on the forge, blew up the fire until the kettle steamed. He then poured porridge from the kettle into the bowl, and bringing from the cupboard a second quarter-loaf, nodded at the lad and, as an afterthought, remarked, "There's a barrel o' water ahint the smiddy, an ye'd wash."
Rising, Phil went out and found the barrel, into which he thrust head and hands to his great refreshment48; and returning, he sat down to the bread and porridge.
While Phil ate, the smith worked at a bit of bone which he shaped to his desire as a handle for the dirk.
With light taps of the riveting-hammer he drove it into place and bound it fast with ferules chosen from a box under the cot. He then sat looking a long time at Phil, nodded, smiled, ran his fingers through his beard, smiled again and, with a fine tool, fell to working on the ferules. There had been a friendly look in the lad's eyes, and of friendly looks the smith had got few in England. People bought his work because he was a master craftsman49, but the country folk of England had little love for the Scots who came south in King James's time and after, and a man had need to look sharp lest he fall victim to theft or worse than theft. He stopped and again looked at his guest, ran his fingers through his beard and demanded suddenly, "Thy name, laddie?"
"Philip Marsham."
"Ye'll spell it out for me?"
This Phil did.
"No, I must be on my way."
The man sighed heavily but said only, "I hae ta'en a likin' to ye."
"Na, na! Dinna haste! I'll ask ye to gie me help wi' a bit that's yet to be done."
The smith turned his work over and over. He had made a dirk with a handle of bone bound with silver, and, as he turned it, he examined it with utmost care. "'Twill do," he said at last, "and noo for the wark that takes twa pair o' hands."
'He that will a guid edge win,
Maun forge thick an' grind thin.'
Sitting down at the grindstone, the lad began to turn it while the smith, now dashing water over it, now putting both hands to the work, ground the dirk. An hour passed, and a second, with no sound save the whir of steel on stone and now and again the muttered words:—
'He that will a guid edge win,
Maun forge thick an' grind thin.'
Leaning back at last, he said "'Tis done! An' such wark is better suited to a man o' speerit than priggin' farriery."
He tried the edge with his thumb and smiled. From a chip he sliced a thin circular shaving that went with and across and against the grain. Laying a bit of iron on a board, he cut it clean in two with the dirk and the edge showed neither nick nor mark.
Phil rose now, and drew from inside his shirt his small pouch53 of silver. "I'll pay the score," he said.
The Scot stared at him as if he would not believe his ears, then got up as if to thrust the dirk between the lad's ribs54.
"Those are very foul32 words," he said thickly. "Nae penny nor plack will I take, and were ye a man bearded, I'd leave ye a pudding for the hoodie-craw."
The smith drew himself up and was about to speak harshly, but he saw the lad's eyes filling and knew no harm was intended. He caught his breath and bit his beard. "'Tis forgi'en an' forgot," he cried. "I hae ta'en a likin' to ye an' here's my hand on't. I hae made ye the dirk for a gift an' sin ye maun be on your way, ye shall hae my ane sheath, for I've no the time to mak' ye the mate to it e'er ye'll be leavin' me."
With that he drew out his dirk, sheath and all, and placing the new blade in the old leather, handed it to the lad, saying, "'Tis wrought56 o' Damascus steel and there's not twa smiths in England could gi'e ye the like."
So with few words but with warm friendliness57 they parted, and Philip Marsham went away over the heath, wondering how a Scottish smith came to be dwelling58 so many long leagues south of the border. In those days there were many Scots to be found in England, who had sought long since to better their fortunes by following at the heels of their royal countryman; but he had chanced to meet with few of them.
Not until he had gone miles did he draw the dirk and read, cut in fine old script on the silver ferule, the legend, Wrought by Colin Samson for Philip Marsham. There are those who would say it was a miracle out of Bible times, but neither Philip Marsham nor I ever saw a Scot yet who would not share his supper with a poorer man than himself.
At the end of the day he bought food at a cottage where the wife did not scruple59 to charge him three times the worth of the meal, and that night he lay under a hedge; the day thereafter he chanced upon a shepherd with whom he passed the night on the hills, and the third day he came to an inn where the reckoning took all but a few pence of his silver. So as he set out upon his way in the morning, he knew not whence his supper was to come or what roof should cover his head.
It was a fine day, with white clouds blowing across a blue sky and all the colors as bright as in a painted picture, and there was much for a sailor to marvel40 at. The grass in the meadows waved in the great wind like running water. The river in the valley was so small and clear and still that, to a man bred at sea, it appeared to be no water at all but a toy laid between hills, with toy villages for children on its banks. Climbing with light quick steps a knoll60 from which there was a broader prospect61, Phil came unawares upon a great thick adder62, which lay sunning its tawny63 flanks and black-marked back but which slipped away into a thicket65 at the jar of footsteps. The reptile66 gave him a lively start, but it was soon gone, and from the knoll he saw the valley spread before him for miles.
It was a day to be alive and, though Philip Marsham was adrift in a strange world, with neither chart nor compass to show the way, his strength had at last come back to him and he had the blithe67 spirit that seasons a journey well. His purse was light but he was no lad to be stayed for lack of wind, and seeing now a man far ahead of him on the road, and perceiving an opportunity to get sailing directions for the future, he leaped down from the knoll and set off after the fellow as hard as he could post.
The man had gone another mile before Phil overhauled68 him and by then Phil was puffing69 so loudly that the fellow, who carried a huge book under his arm and bore himself very loftily, turned to see what manner of creature was at his heels. Although he had the air of a great man, his coat was now revealed as worn and spotted70 and his wristbands were dirty. He frowned, bent71 his head, and pursued his journey in silence.
"Good morrow to you!" Phil cried and fell into step beside him.
The man answered not a word but frowned and hugged his book and walked the faster.
At that Phil bustled72 up and laid hand on his dirk. "Good morrow, I say. Hast no tongue between thy teeth?"
The fellow hugged his book the tighter and frowned the darker and fiercely shook his head. "Never," he cried, "was a man assaulted with such diversity of thoughts! Yet here must come a lobcock lapwing and cry 'Good morrow!' I will have you know I am one to bite sooner than to bark."
Already he was striding at a furious gait, yet now, giving a hitch73 to his mighty74 book, he made shift to lengthen75 his stride and go yet faster.
Unhindered by any such load, Phil pressed at his heels.
"'A lobcock'? 'A lapwing'?" he cried. "Thou puddling quacksalver—"
Stopping short and giving him a look of dark resentment76, the fellow sadly shook his head. "That was a secret and most venomous blow."
"I gave you good morrow and you returned me nought but ill words."
"The shoe must be made for the foot. I have no desire to go posting about the country with a roystering coxcomb77 but—well—as I say, I have no liking78 for thy company, which consorts79 ill with the pressure of many thoughts; but since you know what you know (and the Devil take him who learned you it!), like it or not, I must even keep thy company with such grace as may be. Yea, though thou clappest hand to thy weapon with such facility that I believe thee sunk to thy neck in the Devil's quagmire80, bogged81 in thy sin, and thy hands red with blood."
With that, he set out again but at an ordinary pace, and Phil, wonderfully perplexed82 by his words, fell into his step.
Again the fellow shook his head very sadly. "A secret and most venomous blow! Th' art a Devon man?"
The fellow shot him a strange glance and shifted the book from one arm to the other.
"And have never seen Devon? Never laid foot in Bideford, I'll venture." There was a cunning look in his eyes and again he shifted the book.
"'Tis even so."
"A most venomous blow! This wonderfully poseth me." After a time he said in a very low voice, "There is only one other way. Either you have told me a most wicked lie or Jamie Barwick told you."
The fellow, watching like a cat at a rat-hole, saw Phil start at the sound of Jamie Barwick's name.
"I knew it!" he cried. "He'd tell, he'd tell! He's told before—'twas he took the tale to Devon. He's a tall fellow but I'll hox him yet. It was no fault of mine—though I suppose you'll not believe that."
Upon the mind of Philip Marsham there descended84 a baffling array of memories. The name of the big countryman with the gun carried him back to that afternoon in Moll Stevens's alehouse, whence with good cause he had fled for his life. And now this stray wight, with a great folio volume under his arm, out of a conglomeration85 of meaningless words had suddenly thrown at the lad's head the name of Jamie Barwick.
"We must have this out between us," the fellow said at last, breathing hard. "I'll not bear the shadow longer. Come, let us sit while we talk, for thereby86 we may rest from our travels. You see, 'twas thus and so. Jamie Barwick and I came out of Devon and took service with Sir John—Jamie in the stables, for he has a way with horses, and I as under-steward87 till my wits should be appreciated, which I made sure, I'd have you know, would be soon, for there are few scholars that can match my curious knowledge of the moon's phases and when to plant corn or of the influence of the planets on all manner of husbandry; and further, I have kept the covenant88 of the living God, which should make all the devils in hell to tremble; and if England keeps it she shall be saved from burning. So when I made shift to get the ear of Sir John, who hath a sharp nose in all affairs of his estate, said I,—and it took a stout89 heart, I would have you know, for he is a man of hot temper,—said I, if he would engage a hundred pounds at my direction I would return him in a year's time a gain of a fourth again as much as all he would engage.
"'Aha!'" quoth he, "'this is speech after mine own heart. A hundred pounds, sayest thou? 'Tis thine to draw upon, and the man who can turn his talents thus shall be steward of all mine estates. But mind,'—and here he put his finger to his nose, for he hath keen scent90 for a jest,—'thou shalt go elsewhere to try the meat on the dog, for I'll be no laughingstock; and if thou fail'st then shalt thou go packing, bag and baggage, with the dogs at thy heels. Is 't a bargain?'
"Now there was that in his way of speech which liked me little, for I am used to dealing91 with quieter men and always I have given my wits to booklearning and to Holy Writ92 rather than to bickering93. But I could not then say him nay, for he held his staff thus and so and laughed in his throat in a way that I have a misliking of. So I said him yea, and took in my own name fifty acres of marsh29 land, and paid down more than thirty pound sterling94, and expended95 all of eight pound sterling for the ploughing and twice that for the burning, and sowed it with rape96-seed at ninepence the acre, and paid twelve pound for the second ploughing and eleven pound for the fencing—all this did I draw from Sir John, who, to pay the Devil his due, gave it me with a free hand; and if God had been pleased to send the ordinary blessing97 upon mine acres I should have got from it at harvest three hundred or four hundred or even five hundred quarters of good rape-seed. And what with reaping and threshing and all, at four and twenty shillings the quarter I should have repaid him his hundred pounds, threefold or fourfold. All this by the blessing of God should I have done but for some little bugs98 that came upon mine acres in armies, and the fowls99 of the air that came in clouds and ate up my rape-seed and my tender young rape, so that I lost all that I laid out. And Sir John would not see that in another year I ought, God favouring me, to get him back his silver I had lost, even as the book says. He is a man of his word and, crying that the jest was worth the money, he sent me out the gate with the dogs at my heels and with Jamie Barwick laughing till his fat belly100 shook, to see me go; for I was always in terror of the dogs, which are great tall beasts that delight to bark and snap at me. And the last word to greet my ears, ere I thought they would have torn me limb from limb, was Sir John bawling101 at me, 'Thou puddling quacksalver!' which Jamie Barwick hath told in Bideford, making thereby such mirth that I can no longer abide102 there but must needs flit about the country. And lo! even thou, who by speech and coat are not of this country at all, dost challenge me by the very words he used."
Phil lay meditating103 on the queer fate that had placed those words in his mouth. "Who," he said at last, "is this Sir John?"
"'Who is Sir John?'" The fellow turned and looked at him. "You have come from farther than I thought, not to know Sir John Bristol."
"Sir John Bristol? I cannot say I have heard that name."
"Hast never heard of Sir John Bristol? In faith, thou art indeed a stranger hereabouts. He is a harsh man withal, and doubtless my ill harvest was the judgment104 of God upon me for hiring myself to serve a cruel, blasphemous105 knight106 who upholdeth episcopacy and the Common Prayer book."
"And whom," asked the lad, "do you serve now?"
"Ah! I, who would make a skillful, faithful, careful steward, am teaching a school of small children, and erecting107 horoscopes for country bumpkins, so low has that harsh knight's ill-considered jest cast me. ''Twas worth the money,' quoth he; but it had paid him in golden guineas had he had the wit and patience to wait another year." The fellow closed his eyes, tossed back his long hair, and pressed his hands on his forehead. "Never, never," he cried, "was a man assaulted with such diversity of thoughts!"
Philip Marsham contemplated108 him as if from a distance and thought that never was there a long-haired scarecrow better suited for the butt of a thousand jests.
There were people passing on the road, an old man in a cart, a woman, and two men carrying a jug between them, but Phil was scarcely aware of them, or even of the lank64 man beside him, so absorbing were his thoughts, until the man rose, clasping his book in both hands and running his tongue over his lips.
His mouth worked nervously109. "I must be off, I must be off. There they are again, and the last time I thought I should perish ere I got free of them. O well-beloved, O well-beloved! they have spied me already. If I go by the road, they'll have me; I must go by wood and field."
Turning abruptly110, he plunged111 through a copse and over a hill, whence, his very gait showing his fear, he speedily disappeared.
And the two men, having set their jug down beside the road, were laughing till they reeled against each other, to see him go.
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