At such times expert indeed must be the hand that guides the frail10 skiff through those treacherous11 seas. But the slim punt which rounded Mud Point betwixt the darkness and the dawn, in the teeth of an all night gale, was propelled by one who knew every whimsical mood of Rond Eau. Now high on frothy comber, now lost to view between the waves, the little craft beat onward12, a speck13 of driftwood on the angry waves. Sullen14 daylight was revealing a world of wind-whipped, spray-drenched desolation when the punt at last rounded the point and swept into the comparative calm of the lee shore. Then the rower shipped his oars15 and glanced at his companion who sat huddled16 low in the bow of the boat, the collar of his shooting coat turned high about his ears.
"Phew! teacher, some pull, that! Must'a been half an hour beatin' up from Levee."
"It seemed longer than that to me, Billy," laughed Stanhope. "Once or twice I thought we were goners, but you pulled the old girl through nobly."
"I don't know as I ever put her through a rougher sea," said Billy as he began placing the decoys. "We'll get set, then we'll push into the rushes, hide our boat, an' settle down comfortable in our blind. You'll find it warm, an' snug17, an' wind-proof as a rat house, soon's I get a fire started in the little stove. Hello!" as a brown shaggy head poked18 itself from beneath the seat and a cold nose touched his wrist, "did you think I didn't know you was there, Moll?"
Moll whined20 and wagged her stub of a tail, undoubtedly21 sensing from her master's words and manner that her offense22, in "sneakin' in," had been pardoned. Five minutes later they were seated snugly24 inside four walls of tightly woven rushes, the blind man's face alive and glowing with the joy of once more feeling the moist kiss of open water, his ears atuned for the first whistle of incoming wings. Billy crouched26 by his side, gun in hand, eyes sweeping27 the lighting28 bay.
Suddenly the spaniel's tail commenced beating a soft tattoo29 on the rush floor and Billy's grip tightened30 on the walnut31 stock.
"How many?" whispered Stanhope.
"Five, bluebill. Comin' right to us."
"Two down," cried Stanhope. "Good work, Billy!"
Billy took his eyes from the pair of dead ducks, floating shoreward and turned wonderingly to his companion.
"Teacher," he said in awed33 tones, "sometimes I'm sure you kin23 see. If you can't see how do you find out things like you do? How did you know I killed jest two ducks?"
"Listened for the splash," Stanhope answered. "Are you loaded, Billy? There's another flock coming."
"All ready but cappin'. Now, where's the flock?"
"Coming up from behind, so Moll says."
"Gosh!" whispered Billy. "I should say so; they're right onto us," and almost with the words the old gun roared again and again.
"Yep, but one dived an' is gettin' away. After him, Moll." The spaniel, with a joyful35 whine19, cleared the rush wall and splashed into the water. "Fine!" cried Billy, as he reloaded, "Moll's goin' to bring him in."
"How did you know they was whistlers?" cried Billy.
"By the sound of their wings, of course," laughed the man. "There," as a small duck flashed past the blind, "that's a green-winged teal, and he's flying at the rate of about ninety miles an hour."
Eastward37 the leaden clouds opened to let an arrow of orange light pierce the damp mists of dawn; then the fissure38 closed again and tardy39 daylight disclosed only a dun-colored waste of cowering40 rushes and tossing water. Far out in the bay a great flock of ducks arose, the beat of their wings growing up above the boom of the wind, stood black against the lowering skies an instant, then swept like a gigantic shadow close down above the curling water. Here and there detached fragments of the flock grew up and drifted shoreward. A flock of widgeon, gleaming snow-white against the clouds as they swerved41 in toward the decoys, were joined by a pair of kingly canvasbacks. Swiftly they approached, twisted aside just out of range, and then turned and came in with wings set against the wind.
Stanhope heard the splash of their bodies, as they lit among the decoys. He wondered why Billy did not shoot. A tense moment passed and still the old gun gave no voice. Moll was whining42 low and eagerly. Then, suddenly, there arose the sound of webbed feet slapping water, strong wings lifted to the wind, and Stanhope knew that the ducks had gone.
"Billy!" he cried, "why didn't you shoot?"
"I guess I didn't think about it," said the boy. "There's a boat out yonder, an' she's havin' trouble. I was watchin' her."
"A boat in trouble? Where is she?"
"Out in the middle of the bay. There's two men in her; she must be shippin' water, 'cause she's low down. She's one of Swanson's boats. He ought'a know better than let a couple of greenies out on that sea."
Billy had thrown off his shooting-coat and was climbing out of the blind.
"What are you going to do?" asked Stanhope.
"Goin' out to give a hand," shouted Billy. "No, teacher, you best stay right here; you can't help me any an' I may have to bring them two shooters ashore44 in the punt."
His last words were drowned in the wind. Already he was dragging the punt from the reeds. A moment later Stanhope heard the dip of his oars as he rounded the point and put the tiny craft into the seas and his cheerful hail, "I'll be back soon, teacher."
With broadening day the gale had strengthened. Stanhope felt a few stinging snow-pellets on his face, as he gazed, unseeing, outward and waited with tense nerves for the hail of his young friend. Half an hour passed—it seemed like hours to the man waiting, hoping, fearing—and still Billy did not come. He replenished45 the fire and, his hand coming in contact with the coat which Billy had discarded, he held it on his knees, close to the little stove. Slowly the minutes dragged past and a cold dread46 of what might have happened grew in the blind man's heart. Billy had likely reached the boat only in time to see it founder47 and in striving to save its exhausted48 occupants——.
Unable to endure the thought Stanhope sprang to his feet and lifting his arms high shouted with all his strength, "Billy, Billy boy!"
"Ho, teacher!" came an answering voice. "We're comin' straight in with the wind. I've got 'em both."
Stanhope sank back on his box, his relaxed nerves throbbing49 and his lips forming the words: "Thank God!"
A few minutes later Billy tumbled into the blind. "Quick," he cried, as he drew on his coat. "They're nigh done fer. We've gotta keep 'em movin'. Good! I see you've heated the tea; I'll jest take it along. We'll leave gun an' decoys right here with Moll to watch 'em, 'cause we're likely to have our hands full. Are you ready, teacher?"
"All set," cried Stanhope. "Leave your belt loose so I can hang to it and I'm with you. That's right. Who were they, Billy?"
"Couple of shooters from Cleveland. One of 'em's a big, strong feller, an' he ain't as near done up as the other. I started 'em to shore along the rush-track. They'll be all hunky so long as they keep goin'. We best get 'em to the nearest house."
"Well, that's my place," answered Stanhope. "How am I navigating50, Billy?"
"Fine; keepin' up as well as though you saw right where you're goin'. They're only a little ahead now."
As the wooded shore was reached they came up with the rescued men. Billy passed the chilled and wretched two the hot tea and after they had drunk he and Stanhope took the lead through the stumpy fields.
Half an hour later, seated about the roaring fire in Stanhope's cottage, huge cups of hot coffee on their knees, the venturesome strangers seemed none the worse for their trying experience. The larger of the two, a powerfully-built man with pleasant clean shaven face and keen blue eyes, turned now to Stanhope.
"Where did the boy go?" he asked. "He must have been wet to the skin."
"He went back to take up the decoys and bring in the boats," answered Stanhope. "Oh, Billy's used to roughing it. He'll be back directly."
"By George!" cried the big man, slapping his friend's knee. "There's a boy for you, Doctor. Why, sir," addressing Stanhope, "not one youngster in a thousand could have done what he did. When he came to us our boat was all but swamped. We had given up. My friend here was utterly51 helpless with the cold and I was little better. And then he came riding close in like a mere52 straw on the waves and something flashed past me and fell with a bump against our boat-seat. 'Bale,' he screeched53, and I picked up the can he had thrown us and bale I did for all I was worth. Then he came shooting back. 'You got to get out of that trough,' he shouted. 'Throw your painter loose, so's I can grab it as I pass, and I'll straighten your bow to take the seas.'"
The speaker paused, his face aglow54. "I managed to cast that painter loose and the boy caught it as he shot past us. Then I felt the skiff straighten and I heard him shout again, 'Bale! bale like fury!' So I baled and baled and by and by we shipped less water than I managed to throw out. All this time that youngster was hauling us in to safety. I don't know who the boy is, but let me tell you this, my friend, if I was his daddy I'd be the proudest man on the face of the earth."
His companion, a slight, stooped man, the sallowness of whose face was accentuated55 by a short black moustache, who had remained almost silent from the time he had entered the house, looked up at these words and smiled. "We owe that boy and this gentleman our lives," he said briefly56.
The big man laid a hand on Stanhope's arm. "My good friend," he said, "will you allow me to introduce you to the grateful chaps you have helped save. This gentleman with me is the famous specialist, Doctor Cavinalt of Cleveland; and yours truly is plain Bill Maddoc of the same city, lawyer by profession."
"My friend has forgotten to mention that he is state's attorney and a noted57 bugbear to all evil-doers," smiled the doctor. "In other words he's known as Trail Down Maddoc and—if he will permit of my so stating—is far more famous in his own particular line than am I in mine."
"Tut, tut," cried Maddoc, "what matter such trifles as these at this time? And now," turning to their host, "if you will honor us?"
"My name is Stanhope; Frank Stanhope."
"What?" The lawyer was on his feet and had his hands on Frank's shoulders.
"You say Stanhope? Why, man alive! I've been looking high and low for you. What do you think of that, Doctor, I've found him at last!"
"Young man," said Maddoc, turning again to Frank, "will you please answer a few questions? Did you ever know a queer old man by the name of Scroggie?"
"Why, yes," Frank answered, somewhat puzzled. "He lived next farm to me."
"And," Maddoc resumed, "do you happen to know that he made a will, leaving all he possessed58 to you?"
"Yes, sir, so he said; but the will was never found."
"And for a very good reason, by George," cried Maddoc. "How could it be found when it lay safely locked in a deposit box in my vault59?"
"I'm afraid I don't quite understand—" commenced the amazed Stanhope.
"Of course not, how could you?" cried the lawyer. "But there now, I'll explain.
"One morning something over a year ago a queer little man came to my office. He told me his name, Scroggie, but refused to give me any address. He said he wished to make his will and insisted that I draw it up. It was a simple will, as I remember it, merely stating that 'I something-or-other, Scroggie, hereby bequeath all my belongings60, including land and money, to Frank Stanhope.' I made it out exactly as he worded it, had it sealed and witnessed and handed it to him. But the old fellow refused to take it. I asked him why, and he said: 'You keep it safe until I send for it. I'm willin' to pay for your trouble.'
"'But listen, old man,' I said, 'supposing you should die suddenly. Life is very uncertain, you know. This will should be left where it can be easily found, don't you see?"
"'That's just where I don't want it left,' he says. 'I want it kept safe. I'll take a chance on dying suddenly.' And by George! the old fellow got up and shambled out, leaving a twenty-dollar gold piece on the table."
"Then," said Frank, moistening his dry lips, "you have the will, Mr. Maddoc?"
"I have!" cried the delighted lawyer, "and whether he left you much or little nobody can dispute your claim. Young man, shake hands again!"
But Stanhope had sunk on a chair, his face in his hands. Doctor Cavinalt went softly over and stood beside him. "My friend," he said gently, "good news often bowls us over, but perhaps there's even better news in store for you. Fortune is a good thing, but with fortune and your eye-sight restored——"
The slender sensitive fingers of the specialist lifted the lids of the unseeing eyes. Intently he examined them, then with a quick smile that transformed his grave face to almost boyish gladness, he spoke.
"It is as I thought, Mr. Stanhope. Your sight is quite unimpaired and can be restored to you by a simple operation. Your blindness was caused either from a blow or a fall, was it not?"
Frank nodded. "A beam struck me," he whispered, "I thought—I thought—"
"Tomorrow," said the doctor, retiring once more into his professional shell, "I shall remove the pressure that obstructs61 your vision. The operation, which will be most simple, can be performed here. We have but to remove all pressure on the nerve centres that refuse their function now—and you will see."
He motioned to his friend, and the two went over to the window and talked together in low tones.
Stanhope, hands clasped together, sat staring into a vista62 of shadows that were all but dissolved. Above them lifted a face that smiled—and down across sleeping, darkening waters a long ray of light swept to touch his unseeing eyes and whisper her message of hope.
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It was nearly noon when Billy, bending beneath a load of wild ducks, came up the path to the cottage. Stanhope, reading his step, groped his way out to meet him. "Ho, Billy Boy," he cried, holding out his hands.
Billy placed his wet, cold ones in Stanhope's. "I simply had to stay an' shoot," he explained. "The ducks were fair poundin' into the decoys. How are the Cleveland fellers?"
"Good as ever, Billy, dried out—and gone. Come into the house. I've got great news."
Billy turned puzzled eyes on his friend, reading a wonderful happiness in the glowing face. He dropped his ducks and followed Stanhope inside. The table was set for dinner and Billy sniffed63 hungrily.
"Now teacher," he said, dropping into a seat by the fire, "give us the news."
But Stanhope shook his head. "Not yet, Billy. Wait until you've eaten. You're hungry—as all hunters are bound to be. There now," as his housekeeper64 brought in the meat and potatoes, "sit down and eat—and eat fast, because I can't keep my good news back much longer."
Billy sat down at the table and without a word fell to. Stanhope stood beside the window, humming a tune25, a smile on his face. He roused himself from his musing65, as Billy scraped back his chair. "Full up?" he asked.
"Full up, teacher. Now let's have the good news."
Stanhope told him, his voice not always steady, and Billy sat silent, his grey eyes growing bigger and bigger. And at the conclusion he did a very boyish thing. He lowered his head to the table and cried.
Stanhope groped his way to him, placed his hands gently on the heaving shoulders, and there they remained until Billy, with a long sigh, raised his swimming eyes.
"Teacher," he said. "She's gotta be told about this. You know how she always hoped——"
"Yes."
Billy stood up and reached for his cap. "If Anse comes over, you kin tell him where I've gone. I'll be back long afore dark."
"But, Billy, the wind! You'd better not go."
"The wind's gone down," said the boy. "Jest a fair sailin' breeze now."
"She'll come, you think?"
"She'll come," said Billy, and went out, closing the door softly behind him.
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| n.远景，深景，展望，回想 | |
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| v.以鼻吸气，嗅，闻( sniff的过去式和过去分词 )；抽鼻子（尤指哭泣、患感冒等时出声地用鼻子吸气）；抱怨，不以为然地说 | |
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