Jolly was tired to death of dreams. They had left him now too wan1 and weak to dream again; left him to lie torpid2, faintly remembering far-off things; just able to turn his eyes and gaze through the window near his cot at the trickle3 of river running by in the sands, at the straggling milk-bush of the Karoo beyond. He knew what the Karoo was now, even if he had not seen a Boer roll over like a rabbit, or heard the whine4 of flying bullets. This pestilence5 had sneaked6 on him before he had smelled powder. A thirsty day and a rash drink, or perhaps a tainted7 fruit — who knew? Not he, who had not even strength left to grudge8 the evil thing its victory — just enough to know that there were many lying here with him, that he was sore with frenzied9 dreaming; just enough to watch that thread of river and be able to remember faintly those far-away things. . . .
The sun was nearly down. It would be cooler soon. He would have liked to know the time — to feel his old watch, so butter-smooth, to hear the repeater strike. It would have been friendly, home-like. He had not even strength to remember that the old watch was last wound the day he began to lie here. The pulse of his brain beat so feebly that faces which came and went, nurse’s, doctor’s, orderly’s, were indistinguishable, just one indifferent face; and the words spoken about him meant all the same thing, and that almost nothing. Those things he used to do, though far and faint, were more distinct — walking past the foot of the old steps at Harrow ‘bill’—‘Here, sir! Here, sir!’— wrapping boots in the Westminster Gazette, greenish paper, shining boots — grandfather coming from somewhere dark — a smell of earth — the mushroom house! Robin10 Hill! Burying poor old Balthasar in the leaves! Dad! Home. . . .
Consciousness came again with noticing that the river had no water in it — someone was speaking too. Want anything? No. What could one want? Too weak to want — only to hear his watch strike. . . .
Holly11! She wouldn’t bowl properly. Oh! Pitch them up! Not sneaks12! . . . ‘Back her, Two and Bow!’ He was Two! . . . Consciousness came once more with a sense of the violet dusk outside, and a rising blood-red crescent moon. His eyes rested on it fascinated; in the long minutes of brain-nothingness it went moving up and up. . . .
“He’s going, doctor!” Not pack boots again? Never? ‘Mind your form, Two!’ Don’t cry! Go quietly — over the river — sleep! . . . Dark? If somebody would — strike — his — watch! . . .
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vi.淌,滴,流出,慢慢移动,逐渐消散 | |
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v.潜行( sneak的过去式和过去分词 );偷偷溜走;(儿童向成人)打小报告;告状 | |
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adj.腐坏的;污染的;沾污的;感染的v.使变质( taint的过去式和过去分词 );使污染;败坏;被污染,腐坏,败坏 | |
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abbr.sneakers (tennis shoes) 胶底运动鞋(网球鞋)v.潜行( sneak的第三人称单数 );偷偷溜走;(儿童向成人)打小报告;告状 | |
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