Asharp skirmish occurred in the great drawing-room that night after that stately chamber1 had been emptied of its guests. Richard, chafing2 under Sir Peter’s honest outburst of wrath3 and Miss Jilian’s ironical4 reproaches, charged the Lady Letitia with deliberately5 insulting these good people whom he had summoned to Rodenham in all the innocence6 of his heart. The Lady Letitia, throned on a brocaded fauteuil before the dying fire, regarded her nephew with amused contempt, and proceeded to convince him of the disinterested7 wisdom of her plot.
“You are a young greenhorn, my dear Richard,” she said, playing with her great red fan, “and you may regard me, sir, as a fairy godmother sent by Heaven to draw you out of the toils8. Come, perceive, sir, I have routed the Amalekites and thrown poison into that sweet spinster’s rouge-pot. I wager9, nephew, that Miss Hardacre will be for hating you cordially in a few days if you will only follow my advice.”
But Richard was in no mood to listen to this arch-diplomat’s ingenious proposals. Shorn of his natural passivity, he kindled10 commendably11 over the crisis, and paced the floor with all the authority of an admiral stalking his quarter-deck.
“Richard—!”
“What poisonous insinuations you have been pouring into Miss Hardacre’s ears I cannot imagine. You have trifled with my honor, madam, disgraced my hospitality, and shamed me in my own house.”
“Richard Jeffray!”
“Permit me to add, madam, that I will not have my friends slighted and insulted in Rodenham.”
“Heavens, Richard!”
“This is my house, madam. If you do not approve of my tastes and habits you can mend your displeasure by departing.”
The old lady sat and stared at her nephew, nodding her huge “head,” her little eyes twinkling under their bushy brows. She would not have believed that the lad had so much spirit in him. His eyes sparkled, his face had flushed, and he carried himself with an angry stateliness that was worthy13 of Mr. Garrick.
“My dear Richard,” she said, rising, puffing14 herself out like an old hen, “I think we had better dismiss the subject till your temper has cooled in the morning. May I request you to ring for my maid?”
“May I wish your ladyship a very good-night?”
The dowager extended her hand, and suffered the lad to touch her gouty fingers crowded thick with rings.
“My dear nephew,” she said, not unkindly, “you have a good heart, but—”
“Well, madam?”
“You will confess some day that your old aunt was a woman of sense and discretion17. Marry the sweet Jilian, my dear. After all, it is no business of mine. But, my dear Richard, if you discover that you have embraced a bag of bones, a bundle of affectations, blame yourself and not me. Why, that Perkaby girl would make a better match; she has a body, an uncommon18 fine and handsome body, and old Perkaby can lay down guineas. But I see I weary your delicate sense of honor. Bon soir, mon cher Richard.”
The clock in the turret19 had told ten next morning when Richard mounted his black mare20 and cantered off through the park to take the sandy road that wound through Pevensel. He was still feverishly21 ashamed of the unfortunate incidents of the previous night, and was as much disgusted with the Lady Letitia’s logic22 as with his own pusillanimous23 stupidity. Miss Hardacre had been slighted, insulted in his own house. Sir Peter, that kind but peppery old gentleman, had been driven to retreat in justifiable24 indignation. Richard Jeffray, sensitive and generous-hearted youth, still chafed25 and fumed26 under the indignity27 of it all. His duty lay clear before him as he rode through the waving wilds of Pevensel, and saw the sunlight chase the shadows over the dusky woods.
Sir Peter and Mr. Lancelot were out with the hounds that morning, and had ridden to draw Squire28 Rokeley’s covers at Marvelscombe. Miss Hardacre was at home, however, so said the fat major-domo, grinning benignly29 over the apparent coincidence. Jeffray left his mare in the hands of a stable-boy, and, throwing his whip, gloves, and hat on a table in the hall, prepared to confront the sweet angel whom his aunt had tortured on the preceding night. Miss Jilian was sitting before her embroidery30 frame in the red parlor31 when the major-domo announced Richard Jeffray. Curious to relate, Miss Hardacre did not start up in amazement32 on catching33 the name from old Roger’s lips. So the dear lad had ridden over to protest his innocence and to make peace? Miss Jilian had expected it.
“La, cousin,” she said, rising up with much stately rustlings of silk as the door closed on the major-domo, “I never thought to see you here.”
Richard came forward blushing, and was even permitted to kiss Miss Hardacre’s hand. Certainly Miss Jilian drew her fingers away somewhat hastily, and carried her auburn head with proper coldness and dignity.
“I have ridden over to ask your pardon, Jilian.”
“Pardon, cousin?”
“For the miserable34 affair last night. Aunt Letitia and I quarrelled after every one had gone, and I am afraid I lost my temper. I lay awake all night wondering what I should say to you in the morning.”
The lad looked very generous and very handsome as he stood there blushing, his dark eyes full of ardent35 light and all the sincerity36 of his heart quivering upon his words. Miss Hardacre still held her head in the air, tapped on the floor with one red-slippered foot, and was ready to pretend that she was not in the least eager for a reconciliation37.
“I am sure this is very good of you, cousin,” she said, tartly38; “I did not expect you here to-day. In fact, Sir Peter ordered me—”
She hesitated of a sudden, blushed very charmingly, and gave Mr. Richard an eloquent39 glimpse of her gray eyes.
“Sir Peter ordered you, Jilian?”
“Not to receive Mr. Richard Jeffray unless—”
“Unless?”
“He could explain away the insults that were heaped upon our family last night.”
Miss Hardacre had sunk gracefully40 into the window-seat, her melting eyes downcast towards her knees. There was infinite pensiveness41 in the pose of her fair head. Richard, thinking her adorable for the moment, made so bold as to seat himself beside her. How proud and yet how sensitive she was! Poor child, how was it that the Lady Letitia could abuse her so?
Miss Hardacre’s fingers were plucking at her gown. She did not so much as look at the lad, but hung her head like a statue of grieved and injured innocence.
“Won’t you believe me, Jilian?”
“Oh, Richard—”
“Then, Richard, you did not want to dance with Julia Perkaby?”
“Confound the girl. It was Aunt Letitia who forced me into it.”
“And you did not write poetry about her, and adore her singing?”
“Jilian, who told you all these lies?”
Miss Hardacre sighed and began to finger her handkerchief.
“I don’t think I ought to say, Richard.”
“It was Aunt Letitia. I’ll swear it was Aunt Letitia. Damn the old woman, Jilian, I absolutely hate her!”
“Richard! Richard!”
“Then it was Aunt Letitia?”
“She was very cruel to me, Richard.”
“On my honor, cousin, I’ll go back and turn her out of my house.”
Here came Miss Hardacre’s supreme46 opportunity. What more affecting and delightful47 a virtue48 than that sweet spirit of forgiveness that juggles49 divinely with the proverbial coals of fire. Miss Jilian bear malice50? No, the gods forbid! She would plead with her dear cousin, soothe51 his angry passions, stem the torrent52 of his wrath that threatened to descend53 upon the devoted54 dowager’s head. The Lady Letitia was a very old woman, and alas55! my dear cousin, very worldly. She had her whims57 and her prejudices, and her temper had been rasped by the tooth of time. Naturally the Lady Letitia was ambitious for her dear nephew; who would not be ambitious for such a nephew as Richard Jeffray? The Lady Letitia had prejudices in favor of money. Could Richard blame her if she strove to save him from the “designs” of a poor baronet’s daughter, a country mouse who had no adornments save those simple virtues58 with which nature had endowed her unaffected soul?
What wonder that Richard, chivalrous59 lad, pressed Miss Hardacre’s hand to his lips, and vowed60 that no more beautiful and forgiving spirit had ever chastened mortal flesh. What wonder that the reconciliation was complete between them, and that Miss Jilian consented to sing her songs. How much more finely she sang than that stupid giantess, Julia Perkaby! “La, cousin Dick, you must not call young ladies names.” Might he not read his epic61 poem to her? “Oh, Richard, I am such an ignorant little thing. Listen? I could listen all day. I am sure you are a genius, Richard. Mr. Pope and Mr. Dryden never wrote half such fine verses as yours.” What wonder that Richard Jeffray departed from Hardacre that day, convinced in his heart that he was in love with his adorable cousin. Why, she was an angel. How could Aunt Letitia fabricate such monstrous62 and malignant63 lies?
When the purple shadow of the Beacon64 Rock fell athwart the crisp turf that afternoon, Richard remembered, even in his state of exaltation, the glowing face and fierce blue eyes of the fair savage16 of the woods. Old Peter Gladden had told his master all he knew concerning the forest-folk whose hamlet lurked65 in the midst of Pevensel. Richard remembered the place vaguely66 as a scattering67 of stone-roofed cottages sunk in the shadows of the woods. He had often explored the rides and wood-ways of Pevensel as a boy, and had even taken young owls68 from a ruined tower of the Abbey of Holy Cross. A sudden whim56 seized him that day to follow the bridle-track that branched off by the Beacon Rock, and led close, so old Gladden said, by the hamlet in the woods. It would lead him out by White Hind69 walk on the broad coaching-road to Lewes.
No sooner had the whim tickled70 Richard’s sensibilities for romance than he was off at a trot71 down the bridle-track, seeing the Queen’s Circle sink down on his left below the slope of the open moor72. The sun came slanting73 through and through as Richard wound through the solemn thickets74, where the dead bracken glowed under the purple shade, and whin, whortleberries, and heather tangled76 each knoll77 and dell. There was a beckoning78 awe79 about the place, a brooding mystery that lured80 on and on.
Now Bess had wandered out, while old Ursula was taking a nap in the ingle-nook, to search for certain herbs that the old lady needed. She had thrown her red cloak over her shoulders, taken a rush-basket and a stout81 thorn stick. Three weeks or more had passed since the scrimmage in the pine thicket75, and young David, fearing Dan’s wrath, had fled the hamlet, tramped down to Portsmouth, and been “pressed” for the king’s navy. Isaac Grimshaw had had the news from a Jew peddler who had come through by Chichester, and had seen young David dragged out of a tavern82 by the press men, and hauled off with others to the harbor. The Jew peddler knew all the forest-folk by name and face, having sold his wares83 to them and obliged Isaac in many ways, year in, year out. There had been hot words between old Isaac and his son, and hot words between Isaac and Dame84 Ursula. Bess had called Black Dan a coward and a bully85 to his face. But since the mischief86 was done, and young David on the seas, Isaac calmed the contentions87 of his flock, and mollified the women as best he could.
Dan Grimshaw had followed Bess from the hamlet that day with sullen88 fire in his red-brown eyes. There had been words between them in the morning, and the girl had treated the giant to a picturesque89 display of scorn. Dan Grimshaw was ugly enough, but it did not please him to hear the truth from Miss Bess’s petulant90 lips. He had blundered home to his cottage in bovine91 wrath, inflamed92 by the girl’s comeliness93, and by her passionate94 taunts95. Sly and savage he had watched her take the path that led up through the woods to Beacon Rock, and had followed at a distance, clinching96 his great fists as he saw her red cloak flit amid the trees.
Jeffray, riding down White Hind walk where the hamlet path crossed the sleek97 grass that seemed to run like a river amid the trees, was edified98 by beholding99 a tall wench belaboring100 a forester with a stick. The man was dodging101 from side to side, cursing and taking the blows upon his forearms. A basket half filled with sprouting102 weeds lay tossed aside under a tree. So busy were these two Pevensel savages103 with their stick-wielding and their dodging that neither of them noticed Richard’s approach.
Of a sudden, however, the scene took on a more sinister104 expression. The man had caught the stick and twisted it out of the girl’s hand. Jeffray could distinguish his inflamed and passionate face even at a distance of fifty paces. In another instant the man’s arms were about the girl’s body, and she was writhing105 and struggling like a hound hugged to the hairy bosom106 of a bear.
Richard, who had recognized the elf of the Queen’s Circle, pricked107 in his spurs, and went cantering down the ride. He rolled out of the saddle when close upon the pair, left his mare loose, and, drawing his sword, ran towards Dan Grimshaw and Miss Bess. The girl had one hand on the man’s throat, and was beating the other in his face. He had picked her up bodily and was holding her in mid-air when Richard’s shout startled his hairy ears.
Black Dan dropped Bess upon the grass, and, being mad as any antlered stag baffled by a hunter, snatched up the girl’s stick and made at Richard with savage good-will. Jeffray’s pretty bodkin of a blade was smitten108 away out of his hand, and he himself was brought low with heavy cut across the crown. Black Dan, his face as like a flesh-eating ogre’s as any nursemaid might paint for the intimidation109 of the young, stood over Richard as though tempted110 to strike again. He was balked111 in his charitable purpose, however, by finding Bess fronting him with a pistol in either hand. She had caught Jeffray’s mare, and plucked the pistols from the holsters, their master having forgotten the good barkers in the full flux112 of chivalry113.
“Touch him, Dan, and I’ll shoot you, you devil.”
In truth, a fine stage effect, Belphœbe rescuing Timias from the wrath of the savage of the woods!
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v.(尤指两人)互相紧紧抱[扭]住( clinch的现在分词 );解决(争端、交易),达成(协议) | |
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adj.光滑的,井然有序的;v.使光滑,梳拢 | |
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98 edified | |
v.开导,启发( edify的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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99 beholding | |
v.看,注视( behold的现在分词 );瞧;看呀;(叙述中用于引出某人意外的出现)哎哟 | |
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v.毒打一顿( belabor的现在分词 );责骂;就…作过度的说明;向…唠叨 | |
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101 dodging | |
n.避开,闪过,音调改变v.闪躲( dodge的现在分词 );回避 | |
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102 sprouting | |
v.发芽( sprout的现在分词 );抽芽;出现;(使)涌现出 | |
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103 savages | |
未开化的人,野蛮人( savage的名词复数 ) | |
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104 sinister | |
adj.不吉利的,凶恶的,左边的 | |
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105 writhing | |
(因极度痛苦而)扭动或翻滚( writhe的现在分词 ) | |
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106 bosom | |
n.胸,胸部;胸怀;内心;adj.亲密的 | |
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107 pricked | |
刺,扎,戳( prick的过去式和过去分词 ); 刺伤; 刺痛; 使剧痛 | |
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108 smitten | |
猛打,重击,打击( smite的过去分词 ) | |
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109 intimidation | |
n.恐吓,威胁 | |
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110 tempted | |
v.怂恿(某人)干不正当的事;冒…的险(tempt的过去分词) | |
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111 balked | |
v.畏缩不前,犹豫( balk的过去式和过去分词 );(指马)不肯跑 | |
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113 chivalry | |
n.骑士气概,侠义;(男人)对女人彬彬有礼,献殷勤 | |
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