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类别:其他 作者:Wilkie Collins字数:4415更新时间:18/12/21 17:27:55
Quick!quick!’ Ihurriedhimintothehouse。ThetreacherythatIhadeveryreasontoexpect,thetreacherythatmightdeprivemeofeveryadvantageIhadgained,wasatthatmoment,perhaps,inprocessofaccomplishment。MyimpatiencetoreachthechurchwassogreatthatIcouldnotremaininactiveinthecottagewhiletheclerklitthelanternagain。Iwalkedout,downthegardenpath,intothelane。 BeforeIhadadvancedtenpacesamanapproachedmefromthedirectionleadingtothechurch。Hespokerespectfullyaswemet。Icouldnotseehisface,butjudgingbyhisvoiceonly,hewasaperfectstrangertome。 `Ibegyourpardon,SirPercival——’hebegan,Istoppedhimbeforehecouldsaymore。 `Thedarknessmisleadsyou,’Isaid。`IamnotSirPercival。’ Themandrewbackdirectly。 `Ithoughtitwasmymaster,’hemuttered,inaconfused,doubtfulway。 `Youexpectedtomeetyourmasterhere?’ `Iwastoldtowaitinthelane。’ Withthatanswerheretracedhissteps。Ilookedbackatthecottageandsawtheclerkcomingout,withthelanternlightedoncemore。Itooktheoldman’sarmtohelphimonthemorequickly。Wehastenedalongthelane,andpassedthepersonwhohadaccostedme。AswellasIcouldseebythelightofthelantern,hewasaservantoutoflivery。 `Who’sthat?’whisperedtheclerk。`Doesheknowanythingaboutthekeys?’ `Wewon’twaittoaskhim,’Ireplied。`Wewillgoontothevestryfirst。’ Thechurchwasnotvisible,evenbydaytime,untiltheendofthelanewasreached。Aswemountedtherisinggroundwhichledtothebuildingfromthatpoint,oneofthevillagechildren——aboy——camecloseuptous,attractedbythelightwecarried,andrecognisedtheclerk。 `Isay,measter,’saidtheboy,pullingofficiouslyattheclerk’scoat,`therebesummunupyanderinthechurch。Iheerdunlockthedooronhisself——Iheerdunstrikealoightwi’amatch。’ Theclerktrembledandleanedagainstmeheavily。 `Come!come!’Isaidencouragingly。`Wearenottoolate。Wewillcatchtheman,whoeverheis。Keepthelantern,andfollowmeasfastasyoucan。’ Imountedthehillrapidly。Thedarkmassofthechurch-towerwasthefirstobjectIdiscerneddimlyagainstthenightsky。AsIturnedasidetogetroundtothevestry,Iheardheavyfootstepsclosetome。Theservanthadascendedtothechurchafterus。`Idon’tmeananyharm,’hesaid,whenIturnedroundonhim,`I’monlylookingformymaster。’Thetonesinwhichhespokebetrayedunmistakablefear。Itooknonoticeofhimandwenton。 TheinstantIturnedthecornerandcameinviewofthevestry,Isawthelantern-skylightontheroofbrilliantlylitupfromwithin。Itshoneoutwithdazzlingbrightnessagainstthemurky,starlesssky。 Ihurriedthroughthechurchyardtothedoor。 AsIgotneartherewasastrangesmellstealingoutonthedampnightair。Iheardasnappingnoiseinside——Isawthelightabovegrowbrighterandbrighter——apaneoftheglasscracked——Irantothedoorandputmyhandonit。Thevestrywasonfire! BeforeIcouldmove,beforeIcoulddrawmybreathafterthatdiscovery,Iwashorror-struckbyaheavythumpagainstthedoorfromtheinside。 Iheardthekeyworkedviolentlyinthelock——Iheardaman’svoicebehindthedoor,raisedtoadreadfulshrillness,screamingforhelp。 Theservantwhohadfollowedmestaggeredbackshuddering,anddroppedtohisknees。`Oh,myGod!’hesaid,`it’sSirPercival!’ Asthewordspassedhislipstheclerkjoinedus,andatthesamemomenttherewasanotherandalastgratingturnofthekeyinthelock。 `TheLordhavemercyonhissoul!’saidtheoldman。`Heisdoomedanddead。Hehashamperedthelock。’22 Irushedtothedoor。Theoneabsorbingpurposethathadfilledallmythoughts,thathadcontrolledallmyactions,forweeksandweekspast,vanishedinaninstantfrommymind。Allremembranceoftheheartlessinjurytheman’scrimeshadinflicted——ofthelove,theinnocence,thehappinesshehadpitilesslylaidwaste——oftheoathIhadsworninmyownhearttosummonhimtotheterriblereckoningthathedeserved——passedfrommymemorylikeadream。Irememberednothingbutthehorrorofhissituation。 Ifeltnothingbutthenaturalhumanimpulsetosavehimfromafrightfuldeath。 `Trytheotherdoor!’Ishouted。`Trythedoorintothechurch!Thelock’shampered。You’readeadmanifyouwasteanothermomentonit。’ Therehadbeennorenewedcryforhelpwhenthekeywasturnedforthelasttime。Therewasnosoundnowofanykind,togivetokenthathewasstillalive。Iheardnothingbutthequickeningcrackleoftheflames,andthesharpsnapoftheglassintheskylightabove。 Ilookedroundatmytwocompanions。Theservanthadrisentohisfeet——hehadtakenthelantern,andwasholdingitupvacantlyatthedoor。 Terrorseemedtohavestruckhimwithdownrightidiocy——hewaitedatmyheels,hefollowedmeaboutwhenImovedlikeadog。Theclerksatcrouchedupononeofthetombstones,shivering,andmoaningtohimself。TheonemomentinwhichIlookedatthemwasenoughtoshowmethattheywerebothhelpless。 HardlyknowingwhatIdid,actingdesperatelyonthefirstimpulsethatoccurredtome,Iseizedtheservantandpushedhimagainstthevestrywall。`Stoop!’Isaid,`andholdbythestones。Iamgoingtoclimboveryoutotheroof——Iamgoingtobreaktheskylight,andgivehimsomeair!’ Themantrembledfromheadtofoot,butheheldfirm。Igotonhisback,withmycudgelinmymouth,seizedtheparapetwithbothhands,andwasinstantlyontheroof。Inthefrantichurryandagitationofthemoment,itneverstruckmethatImightletouttheflameinsteadoflettingintheair。Istruckattheskylight,andbatteredinthecracked,loosenedglassatablow。Thefireleapedoutlikeawildbeastfromitslair。Ifthewindhadnotchanged,inthepositionIoccupied,tosetitawayfromme,myexertionsmighthaveendedthenandthere。Icrouchedontheroofasthesmokepouredoutabovemewiththeflame。Thegleamsandflashesofthelightshowedmetheservant’sfacestaringupvacantlyunderthewall——theclerkrisentohisfeetonthetombstone,wringinghishandsindespair——andthescantypopulationofthevillage,haggardmenandterrifiedwomen,clusteredbeyondinthechurchyard——allappearinganddisappearing,intheredofthedreadfulglare,intheblackofthechokingsmoke。Andthemanbeneathmyfeet!——theman,suffocating,burning,dyingsonearusall,soutterlybeyondourreach! Thethoughthalfmaddenedme。Iloweredmyselffromtheroof,bymyhands,anddroppedtotheground。 `Thekeyofthechurch!’Ishoutedtotheclerk。`Wemusttryitthatway——wemaysavehimyetifwecanburstopentheinnerdoor。’ `No,no,no!’criedtheoldman。`Nohope!thechurchkeyandthevestrykeyareonthesamering——bothinsidethere!Oh,sir,he’spastsaving——he’sdustandashesbythistime!’ `They’llseethefirefromthetown,’saidavoicefromamongthemenbehindme。`There’saingineinthetown。They’llsavethechurch。’ Icalledtothatman——hehadhiswitsabouthim——Icalledtohimtocomeandspeaktome。Itwouldbeaquarterofanhouratleastbeforethetownenginecouldreachus。ThehorrorofremaininginactiveallthattimewasmorethanIcouldface。IndefianceofmyownreasonIpersuadedmyselfthatthedoomedandlostwretchinthevestrymightstillbelyingsenselessonthefloor,mightnotbedeadyet。Ifwebrokeopenthedoor,mightwesavehim?Iknewthestrengthoftheheavylock——Iknewthethicknessofthenailedoak——Iknewthehopelessnessofassailingtheoneandtheotherbyordinarymeans。Butsurelytherewerebeamsstillleftinthedismantledcottagesnearthechurch?Whatifwegotone,anduseditasabattering-ramagainstthedoor? Thethoughtleapedthroughmelikethefireleapingoutoftheshatteredskylight。Iappealedtothemanwhohadspokenfirstofthefire-engineinthetown。`Haveyougotyourpick-axeshandy?’Yes,theyhad。`Andahatchet,andasaw,andabitofrope?’Yes!yes!yes!Irandownamongthevillagers,withthelanterninmyhand。`fiveshillingsapiecetoeverymanwhohelpsme!’Theystartedintolifeatthewords。Thatravenoussecondhungerofpoverty——thehungerformoney——rousedthemintotumultandactivityinamoment。`Twoofyouformorelanterns,ifyouhavethem! Twoofyouforthepickaxesandthetools!Therestaftermetofindthebeam!’Theycheered——withshrillstarvelingvoicestheycheered。Thewomenandthechildrenfledbackoneitherside。Werushedinabodydownthechurchyardpathtothefirstemptycottage。Notamanwasleftbehindbuttheclerk——thepooroldclerkstandingontheflattombstonesobbingandwailingoverthechurch。Theservantwasstillatmyheels——hiswhite,helpless,panic-strickenfacewascloseovermyshoulderaswepushedintothecottage。Therewereraftersfromthetorn-downfloorabove,lyinglooseontheground——buttheyweretoolight。Abeamranacrossoverourheads,butnotoutofreachofourarmsandourpickaxes——abeamfastateachendintheruinedwall,withceilingandflooringallrippedaway,andagreatgapintheroofabove,opentothesky。Weattackedthebeamatbothendsatonce。God!howitheld——howthebrickandmortarofthewallresistedus!Westruck,andtugged,andtore。Thebeamgaveatoneend——itcamedownwithalumpofbrickworkafterit。Therewasascreamfromthewomenallhuddledinthedoorwaytolookatus——ashoutfromthemen——twoofthemdownbutnothurt。Anothertugalltogether——andthebeamwaslooseatbothends。Weraisedit,andgavethewordtoclearthedoorway。Nowforthework!nowfortherushatthedoor!Thereisthefirestreamingintothesky,streamingbrighterthanevertolightus! Steadyalongthechurchyardpath——steadywiththebeamforarushatthedoor。One,two,three——andoff。Outringsthecheeringagain,irrepressibly。 Wehaveshakenitalready,thehingesmustgiveifthelockwon’t。Anotherrunwiththebeam!One,two,three——andoff。It’sloose!thestealthyfiredartsatusthroughthecreviceallaroundit。Another,andalastrush!Thedoorfallsinwithacrash。Agreathushofawe,astillnessofbreathlessexpectation,possesseseverylivingsoulofus。Welookforthebody。Thescorchingheatonourfacesdrivesusback:weseenothing——above,below,allthroughtheroom,weseenothingbutasheetoflivingfire。