There was this . . . disease that the clacksmen got. It was like the illness known as ‘calenture’ that sailors experienced when, having been becalmed for weeks under a pitiless sun, they suddenly believed that the ship was surrounded by green fields and stepped overboard.
Sometimes, the clacksmen thought they could fly.
There was about eight miles between the big semaphore towers and when you were at the top you were maybe a hundred and fifty feet above the plains. Work up there too long without a hat on, they said, and the tower you were on got taller and the nearest tower got closer and maybe you thought you could jump from one to the other, or ride on the invisible messages sleeting1 between them, or perhaps you thought that you were a message. Perhaps, as some said, all this was nothing more than a disturbance2 in the brain caused by the wind in the rigging. No one knew for sure. People who step on to the air one hundred and fifty feet above the ground seldom have much to discuss afterwards.
The tower shifted gently in the wind, but that was okay. There were lots of new designs in this tower. It stored the wind to power its mechanisms3, it bent4 rather than broke, it acted more like a tree than a fortress5. You could build most of it on the ground and raise it into place in an hour. It was a thing of grace and beauty. And it could send messages up to four times faster than the old towers, thanks to the new shutter6 system and the coloured lights.
At least, it would once they had sorted out a few lingering problems . . .
The young man climbed swiftly to the very top of the tower. For most of the way he was in clinging, grey morning mist, and then he was rising through glorious sunlight, the mist spreading below him, all the way to the horizon, like a sea.
He paid the view no attention. He’d never dreamed of flying. He dreamed of mechanisms, of making things work better than they’d ever done before.
Right now, he wanted to find out what was making the new shutter array stick again. He oiled the sliders, checked the tension on the wires, and then swung himself out over fresh air to check the shutters7 themselves. It wasn’t what you were supposed to do, but every linesman knew it was the only way to get things done. Anyway, it was perfectly8 safe if you—
There was a clink. He looked back and saw the snaphook of his safety rope lying on the walkway, saw the shadow, felt the terrible pain in his fingers, heard the scream and dropped . . .
. . . like an anchor.
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下雨夹雪,下冻雨( sleet的现在分词 ) | |
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n.动乱,骚动;打扰,干扰;(身心)失调 | |
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n.机械( mechanism的名词复数 );机械装置;[生物学] 机制;机械作用 | |
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n.爱好,癖好;adj.弯的;决心的,一心的 | |
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n.堡垒,防御工事 | |
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n.百叶窗;(照相机)快门;关闭装置 | |
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百叶窗( shutter的名词复数 ); (照相机的)快门 | |
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adv.完美地,无可非议地,彻底地 | |
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