第14章

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“IexpectPetrushkaisasleep,forprobablyhehastakentoomuchliquorattheBassanov’ssmotrini。[Afestivalatwhichafiancepayshisfirstvisittothehouseoftheparentsofhisbetrothed。]Aye,hewillbeasleep。AndasforJonah,HEwillhavegonetoVaskaKlochi。Sotonight,untilmorning,Nadezhdawillbeabletokickupherheelstoherheart’scontent。“ Itoohadbeguntosurmisethatthewomanwascomethitherforpurposesofherown。Yetthescenewasalmostdreamlikeinitsbeauty。Itthrilledmetothesoultowatchhowthewoman’sblueeyesgazedabouther——gazedasthoughshewereardently,caressinglywhisperingtoalllivingcreatures,asleeporawake: “0hmydarlings!0hmydarlings!“ Besidemetheuncouth,broken-downGubinwentoninhoarseaccents: “YoumustknowthatsheisPetrushka’sTHIRDwife,awomanwhomhetooktohimselffromthefamilyofamerchantofMurom。YetthetownhasitthatnotonlyPetrushka,butalsoJonah,makesuseofher——thatsheactsaswifetobothbrothers,andthereforelackschildren。AlsohasitbeensaidofherthatoneTrinitySundayshewasseenbyapartyofwomentomisconductherselfinthisgardenwithapolicesergeant,andthentositonhislapandweep。YetthislastIdonotwhollybelieve,forthesergeantinquestionisaveteranscarcelyabletoputonefootbeforetheother。Also,Jonah,thoughabrute,livesinabjectfearofhisstepmother。“ Hereaworm-eatenapplefelltotheground,andthewomanpaused;whereafter,withheadalittleraised,sheresumedherwaywithgreaterspeed。 AsforGubin,hecontinued,unchecked,thoughwithatriflelessanimosity,ratherasthoughhewerereadingaloudamanuscriptwhichhefoundwearisome: “SeehowamanlikePeterBirkinmaypridehimselfuponhiswealth,andreceivehonourduringhislifetime,yetallthewhilehavethedevilgrinningoverhisshoulder!“ Thenhe,Gubin,keptsilentawhile,andmerelybreathedheavily,andtwistedhisbodyabout。Butsuddenly,heresumedinastrangewhisper: “Fifteenyearsago——no,surelyitwaslongeragothanthat?—— MadameNadkin,Nadezhda’smother-in-law,madeitherpracticetocometothisspottomeetherlover。AndafinegallantHE was!“ Somehow,asIwatchedthewomancreepingalong,andlookingasthoughshewereintendingtocommitatheft,orasthoughshefanciedthatatanymomentshemightseetheplumpbrothersBirkinissuefromthecourtyardintothegardenandcomeshufflingponderouslyoverthedarkenedground,withropesandcudgelsgraspedincoarse,redhandswhichknewnopity; somehow,asIwatchedher,Ifeltsaddened,andpaidlittleheedtoGubin’swhisperedremarks,sointentlyweremyeyesfixeduponthegranarywallas,afterglidingalongitawhile,thewomanbentherheadanddisappearedthroughthedarkblueofthewashhousedoor。AsforGubin,hewenttosleepwithalastdrowsyremarkof: “Lifeisallfalsity。Husbands,wives,fathers,children——allofthempractisedeceit。“ Intheeast,portionsoftheskywereturningtolightpurple,andotherportionstoadarkerhue,whilefromtimetotimeI couldsee,loomingblackagainstthoseportions,coilsofsmokethedensityofwhichkeptbeingstabbedwithfieryspikesofflame,sothatthevague,toweringforestlookedlikeahillonthetopofwhichafierydragonwascrawlingabout,andwrithing,andintermittentlyraisingtremulous,scarletwings,andasoftenrelapsinginto,becomingsubmergedin,thebankofvapour。And,incontemplatingthespectacle,Iseemedactuallytobeabletohearthecruel,hissingdinofcombatbetweenredandblack,andtoseepale,frightenedrabbitsscuddingfromunderneaththerootsoftreesamidshowersofsparks,andpanting,half-suffocatedbirdsflutteringwildlyamidthebranchesasfurtherandfurtherafield,andmoreandmoretriumphantly,thescarletdragonunfurleditswings,andconsumedthedarkness,anddevouredtherain-soakedtimber。 Presentlyfromthedark,blurreddoorwayinthewallofthewashhousethereemergedadarkfigurewhichwentflittingawayamongthetrees,whileafteritsomeonecalledinasharp,incisivewhisper: “Donotforget。YouMUSTcome。“ “Oh,Ishallbeonlytooglad!“ “Verywell。Inthemorningthelamewomanshallcalluponyou。 Doyouhear?“ Andasthewomandisappearedfromviewtheotherpersonsaunteredacrossthegarden,andscaledthefencewithaclatter。 ThatnightIcouldnotsleep,but,untildawn,laywatchingtheburningforestasgraduallythewearymoondeclined,andthelampofVenus,coldandgreenasanemerald,cameintoviewoverthecrossesonthePrince’sChurch。IndeedwasthelatterafittingplaceforVenustoillumineifreallyithadbeenthecasethatthePrinceandPrincesshad“passedtheirlivesinkindly,unchanginglove“! Gradually,thedewclearedthetreesofthenightdarkness,andcausedthedamp,greyfoliagetosmileoncemorewithaniseedandredraspberry,andtosparklewiththegoldoftheirmildew。 Also,therecamehoveringaboutusgoldfincheswiththeirlittlered-hoodedcrests,andfussytomtitsintheircravatsofyellow,whileanimble,dark,bluewoodpeckerscaledthestemofanappletree。Andeverywhere,yellowleavesflutteredtoearth,and,indoingso,socloselyresembledbirdsastomakeitnotalwayseasytodistinguishwhetheraleaforatomtithadglimmeredforamomentintheair。 Gubinawoke,sighed,andwithhisgnarledknucklesgavehispuffyeyesarub。Thenheraisedhimselfuponall-fours,and,crawling,muchdishevelledwithsleep,outofthewatchman’shut,snuffedtheair(aprocessinwhichhismovementsapproximatedcomicallytothoseofakeen-nosedwatch-dog)。 Finallyherosetohisfeet,and,intheact,shookoneofthetreessoviolentlyastocauseaboughtosheditsburdenofripefruit,anddispersetheappleshitherandthitheroverthedrysurfaceoftheground,orcausethemtoburythemselvesamongthelonggrass。Threeofthejuiciestappleshedulyrecovered,and,afterexaminationoftheirexterior,probedwithhisteeth,whilekickingawayfromhimasmanyoftheremainderashecoulddescry。 “Whyspoilthoseapples?“Iqueried“Oh,soyouareNOTasleep?“hecounteredwithanodofhismelon-shapedcranium。“Asamatteroffact,afewappleswon’tbemissed,fortherearetoomanyofthemabout。Myownfatheritwasthatplantedthetreeswhichhavegrownthem。“ Then,turninguponmeakeen,good-humouredeye,andchuckling,headded: “WhataboutthatNadezhda?Ah,sheisacleverwomanindeed! YetIhaveasurpriseinstoreforherandherlover。“ “Whyshouldyouhave?“ “BecauseIdesiretobenefitmankindatlarge“(thiswassaiddidactically,andwithafrown)。“For,nomatterwhereIdetectevilorunderhandedness,itismyduty——Ifeelittobemyduty—— toexposethatevil,andtolayitbare。Thereexistpeoplewhoneedtobetaughtalesson,andtowhomIlongtocry:’Sinnersthatyouare,doyouleadmorerighteouslives!’“ Frombehindsomecloudsthesunwasrisingwithadiskasmurkyandmournfulasthefaceofanailingchild。Itwasasthoughhewerefeelingconsciousthathehaddoneamissinsolongdelayingtoshedlightupontheworld,insolongdallyingonhisbedofsoftcloudsamidthesmokeoftheforestfire。Butgraduallythecheeringbeamssuffusedthegardenthroughout,andevokedfromtheripeningfruitanintoxicatingwaveofscentinwhichtherecouldbedistinguishedalsothebracingbreathofautumn。 Simultaneouslythereroseintothesky,inthewakeofthesun,adensestratumofcloudwhich,blueandsnow-whiteincolour,laywithitssofthummocksreflectedinthecalmOka,andsowroughtthereinasecondaryfirmamentasprofoundandimpalpableasitsoriginal。 “Nowthen,Makar!“wasGubin’scommand,andoncemoreIpostedmyselfatthebottomofthewell。Aboutthreesazheniindepth,andlinedwithcold,dampmudtoabovethelevelofmymiddle,theorificewaschargedwithastiflingodourbothofrottenwoodandofsomethingmoreintolerablestill。Also,wheneverI hadfilledthepailwithmud,andthenemptieditintothebucketandshouted“Rightaway!“thebucketwouldstartswingingagainstmypersonandbumpingit,asunwillinglyitwentaloft,andthereafterdischargeuponmyheadandshouldersclotsoffilthanddrippingsofwater——meanwhilescreening,withitscircularbottom,theglowingsunandnowscarcevisiblestars。Inpassing,thespectacleofthosestars’waningbothpainedandcheeredme,foritmeantthatforacompanioninthefirmamenttheynowhadthesun。Henceitwasuntilmyneckfeltalmostfractured,andmyspineandthenapeofmyneckwereachingasthoughclampedinacastofplasterofparis,thatI keptmyeyesturnedaloft。Yes,anythingtogainasightofthestars!FromthemIcouldnotremovemyvision,fortheyseemedtoexhibittheheavensinanewguise,andtoconveytomethejoyfultidingsthatintheskytherewaspresentalsothesun。 Yetthough,meanwhile,Itriedtoponderonsomethinggreat,I neverfailedtofindmyselfcherishingtheabsurd,obstinateapprehensionthatsoontheBirkinswouldleavetheirbeds,enterthecourtyard,andhaveNadezhdabetrayedtothembyGubin。 Andthroughouttherekeptdescendingtomefromabovethelatter’sinarticulate,asitweredamp-sodden,observations。 “Anotherrat!“Iheardhimexclaim。“Tothinkthatthosetwofellows,menofmoney,shouldneglectfortwowholeyearstocleanouttheirwell!Why,whatcanthebruteshavebeendrinkingmeanwhile?Lookoutbelow,you!“ Andoncemore,withacreakingofthepulley,thebucketwoulddescend——bumpingandthuddingagainsttheliningofthewellasitdidso,andbespatteringafreshmyheadandshoulderswithitsfilth。Rightlyspeaking,theBirkinsoughttohaveclearedoutthewellthemselves!