第6章

类别:其他 作者:Bret Harte字数:7656更新时间:18/12/13 14:51:04
\"AssoonasIcanrunupanewhouseattheembarcadero,\"saidHarkuttpeevishly,\"andthat\'sgottobedonemightyquickifI wanttomakeashowtothecompanyandbeinpossession.\" \"Andthat\'seasierforyoutodo,dear,nowthat\'Lige\'sdisappeared,\"saidMrs.Harkuttconsolingly. \"Whatdoyemeanbythat?Whatthedevilareyetalkin\'about?\" demandedHarkuttsuddenlywithunexpectedexasperation. \"Imeanthatthatdrunken\'Ligewouldbemightypoorcompanyforthegirlsifhewasouronlyneighbor,\"returnedMrs.Harkuttsubmissively. Harkutt,afterafixedsurveyofhiswife,appearedmollified.Thetwogirls,whoweremindfulofhispreviousoutbursttheeveningbefore,exchangedglanceswhichimpliedthathismannersneededcorrectionforprosperity. \"You\'llwantaheapo\'moneytobuildthere,Dan\'l,\"saidMrs. Harkuttinplaintivediffidence. \"Yes!Yes!\"saidHarkuttimpatiently.\"I\'vekalkilatedallthat,andI\'mgoin\'to\'Friscoto-morrowtoraiseitandputthisbillofsaleonrecord.\"HehalfdrewElijahCurtis\'spaperfromhispocket,butpausedandputitbackagain. \"ThenTHATWASthepaper,dad,\"saidPhemietriumphantly. \"Yes,\"saidherfather,regardingherfixedly,\"andyouknownowwhyIdidn\'twantanythingsaidaboutitlastnight——norevennow.\" \"And\'Ligehadjustgivenittoyou!Wasn\'titlucky?\" \"HeHADN\'Tjustgivenittome!\"saidherfatherwithanotherunexpectedoutburst.\"GodAmighty!ain\'tItellin\'youallthetimeitwasanoldmatter!Butyoujabber,jabberallthetimeanddon\'tlisten!Where\'sJohnMilton?\"Ithadoccurredtohimthattheboymighthavereadthepaper——ashissisterhad——whileitlayunheededonthecounter. \"Inthestore,——youknow.Yousaidhewasn\'ttohearanythingofthis,butI\'llcallhim,\"saidMrs.Harkutt,risingeagerly. \"Nevermind,\"returnedherhusband,stoppingherreflectively,\"bestleaveitasitis;ifit\'snecessaryI\'lltellhim.Butdon\'tanyofyousayanything,doyouhear?\" Neverthelessafewhourslater,whenthestorewasmomentarilyfreeofloungers,andHarkutthadrelievedhissonofhismonotonouscharge,hemadeapretense,whileabstractedlylisteningtoanaccountoftheboy\'sstewardship,tolookthroughadrawerasifinsearchofsomemissingarticle. \"Youdidn\'tseeanythingofapaperIleftsomewhereabouthereyesterday?\"heaskedcarelessly. \"Theoneyoupickedupwhenyoucameinlastnight?\"saidtheboywithdiscomposingdirectness. Harkuttflushedslightlyanddrewhisbreathbetweenhissetteeth. Notonlycouldheplacenorelianceuponordinaryyouthfulinattention,buthemustbeonhisguardagainsthisownsonasfromaspy!Butherestrainedhimself. \"Idon\'tremember,\"hesaidwithaffecteddeliberation,\"whatitwasIpickedup.Doyou?Didyoureadit?\" Themeaningofhisfather\'sattitudeinstinctivelyflashedupontheboy.HeHADreadthepaper,butheanswered,ashehadalreadydetermined,\"No.\" AninspirationseizedMr.Harkutt.Hedrew\'LigeCurtis\'sbillofsalefromhispocket,andopeningitbeforeJohnMiltonsaid,\"Wasitthat?\" \"Idon\'tknow,\"saidtheboy.\"Icouldn\'ttell.\"Hewalkedawaywithaffectedcarelessness,alreadywithasenseofplayingsomepartlikehisfather,andpretendedtowhistleforthedogacrossthestreet.Harkuttcoughedostentatiously,putthepaperbackinhispocket,setoneortwoboxesstraightonthecounter,lockedthedrawer,anddisappearedintothebackpassage.JohnMiltonremainedstandinginthedoorwaylookingvacantlyout.Buthedidnotseethedullfamiliarprospectbeyond.Heonlysawthepaperhisfatherhadopenedandunfoldedbeforehim.Itwasthesamepaperhehadreadlastnight.ButtherewerethreewordswrittenthereTHATWERENOTTHEREBEFORE!Afterthewords\"Valuereceived\" therehadbeenablank.Herememberedthatdistinctly.Thiswasfilledinbythewords,\"Fivehundreddollars.\"Thehandwritingdidnotseemlikehisfather\'s,noryetentirelylike\'LigeCurtis\'s.Whatitmeanthedidnotknow,——hewouldnottrytothink.Heshouldforgetit,ashehadtriedtoforgetwhathadhappenedbefore,andheshouldnevertellittoanyone! Therewasafeverishgayetyinhissisters\'mannerthatafternoonthathedidnotunderstand;shortcolloquiesthatweresuspendedwithillconcealedimpatiencewhenhecamenearthem,andresumedwhenhewassent,onequallypalpableexcuses,outoftheroom.Hehadbeenaccustomedtothisexclusionwhentherewerestrangerspresent,butitseemedoddtohimnow,whentheconversationdidnoteventurnuponthetwosuperiorvisitorswhohadbeenthere,andofwhomheconfidentlyexpectedtheywouldtalk.Suchfragmentsasheoverheardwerealwaysinthefuturetense,andreferredtowhattheyintendedtodo.Hismother,whoseaffectionforhimhadalwaysbeenshowninexcessiveanddepressingcommiserationofhiminevenhislightestmoments,thatafternoonseemedtoaddapropheticandCassandra-likesympathyforsomevaguefutureofhisthatwouldrequireallherministration.\"Youwon\'tneedthemnewboots,Miltydear,inthechangesthatmaybecomin\'toye;sodon\'tbebotheringyourpoorfatherinhisworrimentsoverhisnewplans.\" \"Whatnewplans,mommer?\"askedtheboyabruptly.\"Arewegoin\' awayfromhere?\" \"Hush,dear,anddon\'taskquestionsthat\'senoughforgrownfolkstoworryover,letaloneaboylikeyou.Nowbegood,\"——aqualityinMrs.Harkutt\'smindsynonymouswithceasingfromtroubling,—— \"andaftersupper,whileI\'mintheparlorwithyourfatherandsisters,youkinsitupherebythefirewithyourbook.\" \"But,\"persistedtheboyinaflashofinspiration,\"ispoppergoin\'tojoininbusinesswiththosesurveyors,——asurveyin\'?\" \"No,child,whatanidea!Runawaythere,——andmind!——don\'tbotheryourfather.\" NeverthelessJohnMilton\'sinspirationhadtakenanewandcharacteristicshape.Allthis,hereflected,hadhappenedsincethesurveyorscame——sincetheyhadweaklydisplayedsuchashamelessandunmanlyinterestinhissisters!Itcouldhavebutonemeaning.Hehungaroundthesitting-roomandpassagesuntilheeventuallyencounteredClementina,tallerthanever,evidentlywearingaguiltysatisfactioninherface,engrafteduponthathabitualbearingofherswhichhehadalwaysrecognizedasbelongingtoavaguebutobjectionableracewhosememberswereindividuallyknowntohimas\"aproudy.\" \"Whichofthosetwosurveyorfellowsisit,Clemmy?\"hesaidwithanengagingsmile,yethaltingatastrategicdistance. \"Iswhat?\" \"Wotyou\'regoin\'tomarry.\" \"Idiot!\" \"Thatain\'ttellin\'which,\"respondedtheboydarkly. Clementinasweptbyhimintothesitting-room,whereheheardherdeclarethat\"reallythatboywasgettingtoolowandvulgarforanything.\"Yetitstruckhim,thatbeingpressedforfurtherexplanation,shedidNOTspecifywhy.Thiswas\"girls\'meanness!\" Howbeithelingeredlateintheroadthatevening,hearinghisfatherdiscusswiththesearch-partythathadfollowedthebanksofthecreek,vainlylookingforfurthertracesofthemissing\'Lige,thepossibilityofhisbeinglivingordead,ofthebodyhavingbeencarriedawaybythecurrenttothebayorturninguplaterinsomedistantmarshwhenthespringcamewithlowwater.Onewhohadbeentohiscabinbesidetheembarcaderoreportedthatitwas,ashadbeenlongsuspected,barelyhabitable,andcontainedneitherbooks,papers,norrecordswhichwouldindicatehisfamilyorfriends.ItwasaGod-forsaken,dreary,worthlessplace;hewonderedhowawhitemancouldeverexpecttomakealivingthere. IfElijahneverturnedupagainitcertainlywouldbealongtimebeforeanysquatterwouldthinkoftakingpossessionofit.JohnMiltonknewinstinctively,withoutlookingup,thathisfather\'seyeswerefixeduponhim,andhefelthimselfconstrainedtoappeartobeabstractedingazingdownthedarkeningroad.Thenheheardhisfathersay,withwhathefeltwasanequalassumptionofcarelessness:\"Yes,IreckonI\'vegotsomewhereabillofsaleofthatlandthatIhadtotakefrom\'Ligeforanoldbill,butI kalkilatethat\'sallI\'lleverseeofit.\" Rainfellagainasthedarknessgathered,buthestillloiteredontheroadandtheslopingpathofthegarden,filledwithahalfresentfulsenseofwrong,andhuggingwithgloomyprideanincreasingsenseoflonelinessandofgettingdangerouslywet.Theswollencreekstillwhispered,murmuredandswirledbesidethebank.Atanothertimehemighthavehadwildideasofemulatingthesurveyorsonsomeextemporeraftandsoescapinghispresentdrearyhomeexistence;butsincethedisappearanceof\'Lige,whohadalwaysexcitedanoddboyishantipathyinhisheart,althoughhehadneverseenhim,heshunnedthestreamcontaminatedwiththemissingman\'sunheroicfate.Presentlythelightfromtheopenwindowofthesitting-roomglitteredonthewetleavesandsprayswherehestood,andthevoicesofthefamilyconclavecamefitfullytohisear.Theydidn\'twanthimthere.Theyhadneverthoughtofaskinghimtocomein.Well!——whocared?Andhewasn\'tgoingtobeboughtoffwithacandleandaseatbythekitchenfire.No! Neverthelesshewasgettingwettonopurpose.Therewasthetool- houseandcarpenter\'sshednearthebank;itsfloorwasthicklycoveredwithsawdustandpine-woodshavings,andtherewasamouldybuffaloskinwhichhehadoncetransportedthitherfromtheoldwagon-bed.There,too,washissecretcacheofacandleinabottle,buriedwithotherpiraticaltreasuresinthepresenceoftheyouthfulPeters,whoconsentedtobesacrificedonthespotinbuccaneeringfashiontocompletetheunhallowedrites.Heunearthedthecandle,litit,andclearingawayapartoftheshavingsstoodituponthefloor.Hethenbroughtaprized,battered,andcoverlessvolumefromahiddenrecessintherafters,andlyingdownwiththebuffalorobeoverhim,andhiscapinhishandreadytoextinguishthelightatthefirstfootstepofatrespasser,gavehimselfup——ashehadgivenhimselfup,Ifear,manyothertimes——totheenchantmentofthepagebeforehim. Thecurrentwhispered,murmured,andsang,unheededathisside. Thevoicesofhismotherandsisters,raisedattimesineagernessorexpectationofthefuture,felluponhisunlisteningears.Forwiththespellthathadcomeuponhim,themeanwallsofhishiding-placemeltedaway;thevulgarstreambesidehimmighthavebeenthatdim,subterraneousriverdownwhichSindbadandhisbaleofrichesweresweptoutoftheCaveofDeathtothesunlightoflifeandfortune,sosurelyandsosimplyhadittransportedhimbeyondthecrampedanddarkenedlimitsofhispresentlife.Hewasinthebetterworldofboyishromance,——ofgallantdeedsandhighemprises;ofmiraculousatonementanddevotedsacrifice;ofbravemen,andthoserarer,impossiblewomen,——theimmaculateconceptionofaboy\'svirginheart.Whatmattereditthatbehindthatglitteringwindowhismotherandsistersgrewfeverishandexcitedoverthevulgardetailsoftheirrealbutbaserfortune?Fromthedarktool-shedbythemuddycurrent,JohnMilton,withabattereddogs\'-earedchronicle,soaredonthewingsoffancyfarbeyondtheirwildestken! CHAPTERV. ProsperityhadsettledupontheplainsofTasajara.NotonlyhadtheembarcaderoemergedfromthetulesofTasajaraCreekasathrivingtownofsteamboatwharves,warehouses,andoutlyingmillsandfactories,butinfiveyearsthetransformingrailroadhadpenetratedthegreatplainitselfandrevealeditsundevelopedfertility.Thelow-lyinglandsthathadbeenyearlyoverflowedbythecreek,nowdrainedandcultivated,yieldedtreasuresofwheatandbarleythatwereapparentlyinexhaustible.EventhehelplessindolenceofSidonhadbeensurprisedintoactivityandchange. Therewasnothingleftofthestragglingsettlementtorecallitsformeraspect.ThesiteofHarkutt\'soldstoreanddwellingwaslostandforgotteninthenewmillandgranarythatrosealongthebanksofthecreek.Decayleavesruinandtracesforthememorytolingerover;prosperityisunrelentinginitscompleteandsmilingobliterationofthepast. ButTasajaraCity,astheembarcaderowasnowcalled,hadnopreviousrecord,andeventheformerexistenceofanactualsettlerliketheforgottenElijahCurtiswasunknowntothepresentinhabitants.ItwasDanielHarkutt\'sideacarriedoutinDanielHarkutt\'sland,withDanielHarkutt\'scapitalandenergy.ButDanielHarkutthadbecomeDanielHarcourt,andHarcourtAvenue,HarcourtSquare,andHarcourtHouse,ostentatiouslyproclaimedthenewspellingofhispatronymic.Whenthechangewasmadeandforwhatreason,whosuggesteditandunderwhatauthority,werenoteasytodetermine,asthesignonhisformerstorehadbornenothingbutthelegend,GoodsandProvisions,andhisnamedidnotappearonwrittenrecorduntilaftertheoccupationofTasajara; butitispresumedthatitwasattheinstigationofhisdaughters,andtherewasnoonetoopposeit.Harcourtwasaprettynameforastreet,asquare,orahotel;eventhefewinSidonwhohadcalleditHarkuttadmittedthatitwasanimprovementquiteconsistentwiththechangefromthefever-hauntedtulesandsedgesofthecreektothebroad,level,andhandsomesquaresofTasajaraCity. ThismighthavebeentheopinionofavisitorattheHarcourtHouse,whoarrivedonesummerafternoonfromtheStocktonboat,butwhoseshrewd,half-critical,half-professionaleyesandquietquestioningsbetrayedsomepreviousknowledgeofthelocality. SeatedonthebroadverandaoftheHarcourtHouse,andgazingoutonthewell-keptgreenandyoungeucalyptustreesoftheHarcourtSquareorPlaza,hehadelicitedacounterquestionfromaprosperous-lookingcitizenwhohadbeenloungingathisside. \"Ireckonyoulookezifyoumighthavebeenherebefore,stranger.\" \"Yes,\"saidthestrangerquietly,\"Ihavebeen.Butitwaswhenthetulesgrewinthesquareopposite,andthetideofthecreekwashedthem.\" \"Well,\"saidtheTasajaran,lookingcuriouslyatthestranger,\"I callmyselfapioneerofTasajara.Myname\'sPeters,——ofPetersandCo.,——andthosewarehousesalongthewharf,whereyoulandedjustnow,aremine;butIwasthefirstsettleronHarcourt\'sland,andbuiltthenextcabinafterhim.Ihelpedtoclearoutthemtulesanddredgedthechannelsyonder.ItookthecontractwithHarcourttobuildthelastfifteenmileso\'railroad,andputupthatdepotforthecompany.Perhapsyouwereherebeforethat?\" \"Iwas,\"returnedthestrangerquietly. \"Isay,\"saidPeters,hitchinghischairalittlenearertohiscompanion,\"youneverknewakindofbroken-downfeller,calledCurtis——\'LigeCurtis——whooncesquattedhereandsoldhisrighttoHarkutt?Hedisappeared;itwasallowedhekilledhisself,buttheyneverfoundhisbody,and,betweenyouandme,Inevertookstockinthatstory.YouknowHarcourtholdsunderhim,andallTasajararestsonthattitle.\" \"I\'veheardso,\"assentedthestrangercarelessly,\"butIneverknewtheoriginalsettler.ThenHarcourthasbeenlucky?\" \"Youbet.He\'sgotthreemillionsrightaboutHERE,orwithinthisquartersection,tosaynothingofhisoutsidespeculations.\" \"Andliveshere?\" \"Notfortwoyears.That\'shisoldhouseacrosstheplaza,buthiswomen-folkslivemostlyin\'FriscoandNewYork,wherehe\'sgothousestoo.TheysaytheysortergotsickofTasajaraafterhisyoungestdaughterranoffwithafeller.\" \"Hallo!\"saidthestrangerwithundisguisedinterest.\"Ineverheardofthat!Youdon\'tmeanthatsheeloped\"——hehesitated. \"Oh,itwasasquareenoughmarriage.Ireckontoosquaretosuitsomefolks;butthefellowhadn\'tnothin\',andwasn\'tworthshucks,——asortoflandsurveyor,doin\'oddjobs,youknow;andtheoldmanandoldwomanwereaginit,andthetotherdaughterworseofall.Itwasallowedhere——youknowhowwomen-folkstalk!——thatthesurveyorhadbeensweetonClementina,buthadgottiredofbeingplayedbyher,andtookupwithPhemieouto\'spite.Anyhowtheygotmarried,andHarcourtgavethemtounderstandtheycouldn\'texpectanythingfromhim.P\'rapsthat\'swhyitdidn\'tlastlong,foronlyabouttwomonthsagoshegotadivorcefromRiceandcamebacktoherfamilyagain.\" \"Rice?\"queriedthestranger.\"Wasthatherhusband\'sname,StephenRice?\" \"Ireckon!Youknewhim?\" \"Yes,——whenthetidecameuptothetules,yonder,\"answeredthestrangermusingly.\"Andtheotherdaughter,——Isupposeshehasmadeagoodmatch,beingabeautyandthesoleheiress?\" TheTasajaranmadeagrimace.\"Notmuch!Ireckonshe\'swaitin\' fortheAngelGabriel,——thereain\'tanothergoodenoughtosuitherhere.Theysayshe\'shadmostofthebigmeninCaliforniawaitin\' inalinewiththeiroffers,likethatcuethefellowsusedtomakeatthe\'Friscopost-officesteamerdays——andshewithnaryaletteroranswerforanyofthem.\" \"ThenHarcourtdoesn\'tseemtohavebeenasfortunateinhisfamilyaffairsasinhisspeculations?\" Petersutteredagrimlaugh.\"Well,Ireckonyouknowallabouthisson\'sstampedingwiththatgirllastspring?\" \"Hisson?\"interruptedthestranger.\"DoyoumeantheboytheycalledJohnMilton?Why,hewasamerechild!\" \"Hewasoldenoughtorunawaywithayoungwomanthathelpedinhismother\'shouse,andmarryheraforeajusticeofthepeace. Theoldmanjustsnortedwithrage,andsworehe\'dhavethemarriageputaside,fortheboywasunderage.Hesaiditwasaput-upjobofthegirl\'s;thatshewasolderbytwoyears,andonlywantedtogetwhatmoneymightbecomin\'someday,butthatthey\'dneverseearedcentofit.Then,theysay,JohnMiltonupandsassedtheoldmantohisface,andallowedthathewouldn\'ttakehisdirtymoneyifhestarvedfirst,andthatiftheoldmanbrokethemarriagehe\'dmarryheragainnextyear;thattrueloveandhonorablepovertywerebetternorriches,andalotmoreo\'thatstuffhepickedouto\'themten-centnovelshewasallusreading. Mywomen-folkssaythatheactuallylikedthegirl,becauseshewastheonlyoneinthehousethatwaseverkindtohim;theysaythegirlswerejustragin\'madattheideao\'havin\'ahiredgalwhohadwaitedon\'emasasister-in-law,andtheyevengotoldMammyHarcourt\'sbackupbysayin\'thatJohn\'swifewouldwanttorulethehouse,andrunheroutofherownkitchen.SomesayheshookTHEM,talkedbackto\'emmightysharp,andheldhisheadaheaphighernorthem.Anyhow,he\'slivin\'withhiswifesomewherein\'Frisco,inashantyonasandlot,andworkin\'oddjobsforthenewspapers.No!takin\'itbyandlarge——itdon\'tlookasifHarcourthadrunhisfamilytothesameadvantagethathehashisland.\" \"Perhapshedoesn\'tunderstandthemaswell,\"saidthestrangersmiling. \"Mor\'nlikelythematerialain\'tthar,orain\'tasvallybleforanewcountry,\"saidPetersgrimly.\"Ireckonthetroubleisthatheletsthemtwodaughtersrunhim,andthemanwholetsanywomanorwomendothat,letshimselfinforalltheirmeannesses,andallhegetsinreturnisawoman\'sresult,——show!\" Herethestranger,whowasslowlyrisingfromhischairwiththepolitesuggestionofreluctantlytearinghimselffromthespeaker\'sspell,said:\"AndHarcourtspendsmostofhistimeinSanFrancisco,Isuppose?\"