第5章

类别:其他 作者:George Eliot字数:21738更新时间:19/01/07 09:25:24
AlreadyMr。Maceyandafewotherprivilegedvillagers,whowereallowedtobespectatorsonthesegreatoccasions,wereseatedonbenchesplacedforthemnearthedoor;andgreatwastheadmirationandsatisfactioninthatquarterwhenthecoupleshadformedthemselvesforthedance,andtheSquireledoffwithMrs。Crackenthorp,joininghandswiththerectorandMrs。Osgood。 Thatwasasitshouldbe——thatwaswhateverybodyhadbeenusedto—— andthecharterofRaveloeseemedtoberenewedbytheceremony。 Itwasnotthoughtofasanunbecominglevityfortheoldandmiddle—agedpeopletodancealittlebeforesittingdowntocards,butratheraspartoftheirsocialduties。Forwhatweretheseifnottobemerryatappropriatetimes,interchangingvisitsandpoultrywithduefrequency,payingeachotherold—establishedcomplimentsinsoundtraditionalphrases,passingwell—triedpersonaljokes,urgingyourgueststoeatanddrinktoomuchoutofhospitality,andeatinganddrinkingtoomuchinyourneighbour’shousetoshowthatyoulikedyourcheer?Andtheparsonnaturallysetanexampleinthesesocialduties。ForitwouldnothavebeenpossiblefortheRaveloemind,withoutapeculiarrevelation,toknowthataclergymanshouldbeapale—facedmementoofsolemnities,insteadofareasonablyfaultymanwhoseexclusiveauthoritytoreadprayersandpreach,tochristen,marry,andburyyou,necessarilycoexistedwiththerighttosellyouthegroundtobeburiedinandtotaketitheinkind;onwhichlastpoint,ofcourse,therewasalittlegrumbling,butnottotheextentofirreligion——notofdeepersignificancethanthegrumblingattherain,whichwasbynomeansaccompaniedwithaspiritofimpiousdefiance,butwithadesirethattheprayerforfineweathermightbereadforthwith。 Therewasnoreason,then,whytherector’sdancingshouldnotbereceivedaspartofthefitnessofthingsquiteasmuchastheSquire’s,orwhy,ontheotherhand,Mr。Macey’sofficialrespectshouldrestrainhimfromsubjectingtheparson’sperformancetothatcriticismwithwhichmindsofextraordinaryacutenessmustnecessarilycontemplatethedoingsoftheirfalliblefellow—men。 \"TheSquire’sprettyspringe,consideringhisweight,\"saidMr。Macey,\"andhestampsuncommonwell。ButMr。Lammeterbeats’emallforshapes:youseeheholdshisheadlikeasodger,andheisn’tsocushionyasmosto’theoldishgentlefolks——theyrunfatingeneral;andhe’sgotafineleg。Theparson’snimbleenough,buthehasn’tgotmuchofaleg:it’sabittoothickdown’ard,andhiskneesmightbeabitnearerwi’outdamage;buthemightdoworse,hemightdoworse。Thoughhehasn’tthatgrandwayo’wavinghishandastheSquirehas。\" \"Talko’nimbleness,lookatMrs。Osgood,\"saidBenWinthrop,whowasholdinghissonAaronbetweenhisknees。\"Shetripsalongwithherlittlesteps,soasnobodycanseehowshegoes——it’slikeasifshehadlittlewheelstoherfeet。Shedoesn’tlookadayoldernorlastyear:she’sthefinest—madewomanasis,letthenextbewhereshewill。\" \"Idon’theedhowthewomenaremade,\"saidMr。Macey,withsomecontempt。\"Theywearnaythercoatnorbreeches:youcan’tmakemuchouto’theirshapes。\" \"Fayder,\"saidAaron,whosefeetwerebusybeatingoutthetune,\"howdoesthatbigcock’s—featherstickinMrs。Crackenthorp’syead?Istherealittleholeforit,likeinmyshuttle—cock?\" \"Hush,lad,hush;that’sthewaytheladiesdresstheirselves,thatis,\"saidthefather,adding,however,inanundertonetoMr。Macey,\"Itdoesmakeherlookfunny,though——partlylikeashort—neckedbottlewi’alongquillinit。Hey,byjingo,there’stheyoungSquireleadingoffnow,wi’MissNancyforpartners! There’salassforyou!——likeapink—and—whiteposy——there’snobody’udthinkasanybodycouldbesopritty。Ishouldn’twonderifshe’sMadamCasssomeday,arterall——andnobodymorerightfuller,forthey’dmakeafinematch。YoucanfindnothingagainstMasterGodfrey’sshapes,Macey,_I_’llbetapenny。\" Mr。Maceyscreweduphismouth,leanedhisheadfurtherononeside,andtwirledhisthumbswithaprestomovementashiseyesfollowedGodfreyupthedance。Atlasthesummeduphisopinion。 \"Prettywelldown’ard,butabittooroundi’theshoulder—blades。 AndasforthemcoatsashegetsfromtheFlittontailor,they’reapoorcuttopaydoublemoneyfor。\" \"Ah,Mr。Macey,youandmearetwofolks,\"saidBen,slightlyindignantatthiscarping。\"WhenI’vegotapoto’goodale,I liketoswallerit,anddomyinsidegood,i’steado’smellingandstaringatittoseeifIcan’tfindfautwi’thebrewing。Ishouldlikeyoutopickmeoutafiner—limbedyoungfellownorMasterGodfrey——oneas’udknockyoudowneasier,or’smorepleasanter—looksedwhenhe’spiertandmerry。\" \"Tchuh!\"saidMr。Macey,provokedtoincreasedseverity,\"heisn’tcometohisrightcolouryet:he’spartlylikeaslack—bakedpie。AndIdoubthe’sgotasoftplaceinhishead,elsewhyshouldhebeturnedroundthefingerbythatoffalDunseyasnobody’sseeno’late,andlethimkillthatfinehuntinghossaswasthetalko’ thecountry?AndonewhilehewasallaysafterMissNancy,andthenitallwentoffagain,likeasmello’hotporridge,asImaysay。 Thatwasn’tmywaywhen_I_wenta—coorting。\" \"Ah,butmayhapMissNancyhungoff,like,andyourlassdidn’t,\" saidBen。 \"Ishouldsayshedidn’t,\"saidMr。Macey,significantly。 \"BeforeIsaid\"sniff\",Itookcaretoknowasshe’dsay\"snaff\",andprettyquicktoo。Iwasn’ta—goingtoopen_my_mouth,likeadogatafly,andsnapittoagain,wi’nothingtoswaller。\" \"Well,IthinkMissNancy’sa—comingroundagain,\"saidBen,\"forMasterGodfreydoesn’tlooksodown—heartedto—night。AndIseehe’sfortakingherawaytositdown,nowthey’reattheendo’thedance:thatlookslikesweethearting,thatdoes。\" ThereasonwhyGodfreyandNancyhadleftthedancewasnotsotenderasBenimagined。IntheclosepressofcouplesaslightaccidenthadhappenedtoNancy’sdress,which,whileitwasshortenoughtoshowherneatankleinfront,waslongenoughbehindtobecaughtunderthestatelystampoftheSquire’sfoot,soastorendcertainstitchesatthewaist,andcausemuchsisterlyagitationinPriscilla’smind,aswellasseriousconcerninNancy’s。One’sthoughtsmaybemuchoccupiedwithlove—struggles,buthardlysoastobeinsensibletoadisorderinthegeneralframeworkofthings。 NancyhadnosoonercompletedherdutyinthefiguretheyweredancingthanshesaidtoGodfrey,withadeepblush,thatshemustgoandsitdowntillPriscillacouldcometoher;forthesistershadalreadyexchangedashortwhisperandanopen—eyedglancefullofmeaning。NoreasonlessurgentthanthiscouldhaveprevailedonNancytogiveGodfreythisopportunityofsittingapartwithher。 AsforGodfrey,hewasfeelingsohappyandobliviousunderthelongcharmofthecountry—dancewithNancy,thathegotratherboldonthestrengthofherconfusion,andwascapableofleadingherstraightaway,withoutleaveasked,intotheadjoiningsmallparlour,wherethecard—tableswereset。 \"Ohno,thankyou,\"saidNancy,coldly,assoonassheperceivedwherehewasgoing,\"notinthere。I’llwaitheretillPriscilla’sreadytocometome。I’msorrytobringyououtofthedanceandmakemyselftroublesome。\" \"Why,you’llbemorecomfortableherebyyourself,\"saidtheartfulGodfrey:\"I’llleaveyouheretillyoursistercancome。\" Hespokeinanindifferenttone。 Thatwasanagreeableproposition,andjustwhatNancydesired;why,then,wasshealittlehurtthatMr。Godfreyshouldmakeit?Theyentered,andsheseatedherselfonachairagainstoneofthecard—tables,asthestiffestandmostunapproachablepositionshecouldchoose。 \"Thankyou,sir,\"shesaidimmediately。\"Ineedn’tgiveyouanymoretrouble。I’msorryyou’vehadsuchanunluckypartner。\" \"That’sveryill—naturedofyou,\"saidGodfrey,standingbyherwithoutanysignofintendeddeparture,\"tobesorryyou’vedancedwithme。\" \"Oh,no,sir,Idon’tmeantosaywhat’sill—naturedatall,\"saidNancy,lookingdistractinglyprimandpretty。\"Whengentlemenhavesomanypleasures,onedancecanmatterbutverylittle。\" \"Youknowthatisn’ttrue。Youknowonedancewithyoumattersmoretomethanalltheotherpleasuresintheworld。\" Itwasalong,longwhilesinceGodfreyhadsaidanythingsodirectasthat,andNancywasstartled。Butherinstinctivedignityandrepugnancetoanyshowofemotionmadehersitperfectlystill,andonlythrowalittlemoredecisionintohervoice,asshesaid—— \"No,indeed,Mr。Godfrey,that’snotknowntome,andIhaveverygoodreasonsforthinkingdifferent。Butifit’strue,Idon’twishtohearit。\" \"Wouldyouneverforgiveme,then,Nancy——neverthinkwellofme,letwhatwouldhappen——wouldyouneverthinkthepresentmadeamendsforthepast?NotifIturnedagoodfellow,andgaveupeverythingyoudidn’tlike?\" GodfreywashalfconsciousthatthissuddenopportunityofspeakingtoNancyalonehaddrivenhimbesidehimself;butblindfeelinghadgotthemasteryofhistongue。NancyreallyfeltmuchagitatedbythepossibilityGodfrey’swordssuggested,butthisverypressureofemotionthatshewasindangeroffindingtoostrongforherrousedallherpowerofself—command。 \"Ishouldbegladtoseeagoodchangeinanybody,Mr。Godfrey,\" sheanswered,withtheslightestdiscernibledifferenceoftone,\"butit’udbebetterifnochangewaswanted。\" \"You’reveryhard—hearted,Nancy,\"saidGodfrey,pettishly。\"Youmightencouragemetobeabetterfellow。I’mverymiserable——butyou’venofeeling。\" \"Ithinkthosehavetheleastfeelingthatactwrongtobeginwith,\"saidNancy,sendingoutaflashinspiteofherself。 Godfreywasdelightedwiththatlittleflash,andwouldhavelikedtogoonandmakeherquarrelwithhim;Nancywassoexasperatinglyquietandfirm。Butshewasnotindifferenttohim_yet_,though—— TheentranceofPriscilla,bustlingforwardandsaying,\"Dearheartalive,child,letuslookatthisgown,\"cutoffGodfrey’shopesofaquarrel。 \"IsupposeImustgonow,\"hesaidtoPriscilla。 \"It’snomattertomewhetheryougoorstay,\"saidthatfranklady,searchingforsomethinginherpocket,withapreoccupiedbrow。 \"Do_you_wantmetogo?\"saidGodfrey,lookingatNancy,whowasnowstandingupbyPriscilla’sorder。 \"Asyoulike,\"saidNancy,tryingtorecoverallherformercoldness,andlookingdowncarefullyatthehemofhergown。 \"ThenIliketostay,\"saidGodfrey,witharecklessdeterminationtogetasmuchofthisjoyashecouldto—night,andthinknothingofthemorrow。 CHAPTERXII WhileGodfreyCasswastakingdraughtsofforgetfulnessfromthesweetpresenceofNancy,willinglylosingallsenseofthathiddenbondwhichatothermomentsgalledandfrettedhimsoastomingleirritationwiththeverysunshine,Godfrey’swifewaswalkingwithslowuncertainstepsthroughthesnow—coveredRaveloelanes,carryingherchildinherarms。 ThisjourneyonNewYear’sEvewasapremeditatedactofvengeancewhichshehadkeptinherhearteversinceGodfrey,inafitofpassion,hadtoldherhewouldsoonerdiethanacknowledgeherashiswife。TherewouldbeagreatpartyattheRedHouseonNewYear’sEve,sheknew:herhusbandwouldbesmilingandsmiledupon,hiding_her_existenceinthedarkestcornerofhisheart。Butshewouldmarhispleasure:shewouldgoinherdingyrags,withherfadedface,onceashandsomeasthebest,withherlittlechildthathaditsfather’shairandeyes,anddiscloseherselftotheSquireashiseldestson’swife。Itisseldomthatthemiserablecanhelpregardingtheirmiseryasawronginflictedbythosewhoarelessmiserable。Mollyknewthatthecauseofherdingyragswasnotherhusband’sneglect,butthedemonOpiumtowhomshewasenslaved,bodyandsoul,exceptinthelingeringmother’stendernessthatrefusedtogivehimherhungrychild。Sheknewthiswell;andyet,inthemomentsofwretchedunbenumbedconsciousness,thesenseofherwantanddegradationtransformeditselfcontinuallyintobitternesstowardsGodfrey。_He_waswelloff;andifshehadherrightsshewouldbewellofftoo。Thebeliefthatherepentedhismarriage,andsufferedfromit,onlyaggravatedhervindictiveness。 Justandself—reprovingthoughtsdonotcometoustoothickly,eveninthepurestair,andwiththebestlessonsofheavenandearth; howshouldthosewhite—wingeddelicatemessengersmaketheirwaytoMolly’spoisonedchamber,inhabitedbynohighermemoriesthanthoseofabarmaid’sparadiseofpinkribbonsandgentlemen’sjokes? Shehadsetoutatanearlyhour,buthadlingeredontheroad,inclinedbyherindolencetobelievethatifshewaitedunderawarmshedthesnowwouldceasetofall。Shehadwaitedlongerthansheknew,andnowthatshefoundherselfbelatedinthesnow—hiddenruggednessofthelonglanes,eventheanimationofavindictivepurposecouldnotkeepherspiritfromfailing。Itwasseveno’clock,andbythistimeshewasnotveryfarfromRaveloe,butshewasnotfamiliarenoughwiththosemonotonouslanestoknowhownearshewastoherjourney’send。Sheneededcomfort,andsheknewbutonecomforter——thefamiliardemoninherbosom;butshehesitatedamoment,afterdrawingouttheblackremnant,beforesheraisedittoherlips。Inthatmomentthemother’slovepleadedforpainfulconsciousnessratherthanoblivion——pleadedtobeleftinachingweariness,ratherthantohavetheencirclingarmsbenumbedsothattheycouldnotfeelthedearburden。InanothermomentMollyhadflungsomethingaway,butitwasnottheblackremnant——itwasanemptyphial。Andshewalkedonagainunderthebreakingcloud,fromwhichtherecamenowandthenthelightofaquicklyveiledstar,forafreezingwindhadsprungupsincethesnowinghadceased。Butshewalkedalwaysmoreandmoredrowsily,andclutchedmoreandmoreautomaticallythesleepingchildatherbosom。 Slowlythedemonwasworkinghiswill,andcoldandwearinesswerehishelpers。Soonshefeltnothingbutasupremeimmediatelongingthatcurtainedoffallfuturity——thelongingtoliedownandsleep。Shehadarrivedataspotwhereherfootstepswerenolongercheckedbyahedgerow,andshehadwanderedvaguely,unabletodistinguishanyobjects,notwithstandingthewidewhitenessaroundher,andthegrowingstarlight。Shesankdownagainstastragglingfurzebush,aneasypillowenough;andthebedofsnow,too,wassoft。Shedidnotfeelthatthebedwascold,anddidnotheedwhetherthechildwouldwakeandcryforher。Butherarmshadnotyetrelaxedtheirinstinctiveclutch;andthelittleoneslumberedonasgentlyasifithadbeenrockedinalace—trimmedcradle。 Butthecompletetorporcameatlast:thefingerslosttheirtension,thearmsunbent;thenthelittleheadfellawayfromthebosom,andtheblueeyesopenedwideonthecoldstarlight。Atfirsttherewasalittlepeevishcryof\"mammy\",andanefforttoregainthepillowingarmandbosom;butmammy’searwasdeaf,andthepillowseemedtobeslippingawaybackward。Suddenly,asthechildrolleddownwardonitsmother’sknees,allwetwithsnow,itseyeswerecaughtbyabrightglancinglightonthewhiteground,and,withthereadytransitionofinfancy,itwasimmediatelyabsorbedinwatchingthebrightlivingthingrunningtowardsit,yetneverarriving。Thatbrightlivingthingmustbecaught;andinaninstantthechildhadslippedonall—fours,andheldoutonelittlehandtocatchthegleam。Butthegleamwouldnotbecaughtinthatway,andnowtheheadwashelduptoseewherethecunninggleamcamefrom。Itcamefromaverybrightplace;andthelittleone,risingonitslegs,toddledthroughthesnow,theoldgrimyshawlinwhichitwaswrappedtrailingbehindit,andthequeerlittlebonnetdanglingatitsback——toddledontotheopendoorofSilasMarner’scottage,andrightuptothewarmhearth,wheretherewasabrightfireoflogsandsticks,whichhadthoroughlywarmedtheoldsack(Silas’sgreatcoat)spreadoutonthebrickstodry。Thelittleone,accustomedtobelefttoitselfforlonghourswithoutnoticefromitsmother,squatteddownonthesack,andspreaditstinyhandstowardstheblaze,inperfectcontentment,gurglingandmakingmanyinarticulatecommunicationstothecheerfulfire,likeanew—hatchedgoslingbeginningtofinditselfcomfortable。Butpresentlythewarmthhadalullingeffect,andthelittlegoldenheadsankdownontheoldsack,andtheblueeyeswereveiledbytheirdelicatehalf—transparentlids。 ButwherewasSilasMarnerwhilethisstrangevisitorhadcometohishearth?Hewasinthecottage,buthedidnotseethechild。 Duringthelastfewweeks,sincehehadlosthismoney,hehadcontractedthehabitofopeninghisdoorandlookingoutfromtimetotime,asifhethoughtthathismoneymightbesomehowcomingbacktohim,orthatsometrace,somenewsofit,mightbemysteriouslyontheroad,andbecaughtbythelisteningearorthestrainingeye。Itwaschieflyatnight,whenhewasnotoccupiedinhisloom,thathefellintothisrepetitionofanactforwhichhecouldhaveassignednodefinitepurpose,andwhichcanhardlybeunderstoodexceptbythosewhohaveundergoneabewilderingseparationfromasupremelylovedobject。Intheeveningtwilight,andlaterwheneverthenightwasnotdark,SilaslookedoutonthatnarrowprospectroundtheStone—pits,listeningandgazing,notwithhope,butwithmereyearningandunrest。 ThismorninghehadbeentoldbysomeofhisneighboursthatitwasNewYear’sEve,andthathemustsitupandheartheoldyearrungoutandthenewrungin,becausethatwasgoodluck,andmightbringhismoneybackagain。ThiswasonlyafriendlyRaveloe—wayofjestingwiththehalf—crazyodditiesofamiser,butithadperhapshelpedtothrowSilasintoamorethanusuallyexcitedstate。Sincetheon—comingoftwilighthehadopenedhisdooragainandagain,thoughonlytoshutitimmediatelyatseeingalldistanceveiledbythefallingsnow。Butthelasttimeheopeneditthesnowhadceased,andthecloudswerepartinghereandthere。Hestoodandlistened,andgazedforalongwhile——therewasreallysomethingontheroadcomingtowardshimthen,buthecaughtnosignofit; andthestillnessandthewidetracklesssnowseemedtonarrowhissolitude,andtouchedhisyearningwiththechillofdespair。Hewentinagain,andputhisrighthandonthelatchofthedoortocloseit——buthedidnotcloseit:hewasarrested,ashehadbeenalreadysincehisloss,bytheinvisiblewandofcatalepsy,andstoodlikeagravenimage,withwidebutsightlesseyes,holdingopenhisdoor,powerlesstoresisteitherthegoodortheevilthatmightenterthere。 WhenMarner’ssensibilityreturned,hecontinuedtheactionwhichhadbeenarrested,andclosedhisdoor,unawareofthechasminhisconsciousness,unawareofanyintermediatechange,exceptthatthelighthadgrowndim,andthathewaschilledandfaint。Hethoughthehadbeentoolongstandingatthedoorandlookingout。Turningtowardsthehearth,wherethetwologshadfallenapart,andsentforthonlyareduncertainglimmer,heseatedhimselfonhisfiresidechair,andwasstoopingtopushhislogstogether,when,tohisblurredvision,itseemedasifthereweregoldonthefloorinfrontofthehearth。Gold!——hisowngold——broughtbacktohimasmysteriouslyasithadbeentakenaway!Hefelthisheartbegintobeatviolently,andforafewmomentshewasunabletostretchouthishandandgrasptherestoredtreasure。Theheapofgoldseemedtoglowandgetlargerbeneathhisagitatedgaze。Heleanedforwardatlast,andstretchedforthhishand;butinsteadofthehardcoinwiththefamiliarresistingoutline,hisfingersencounteredsoftwarmcurls。Inutteramazement,Silasfellonhiskneesandbenthisheadlowtoexaminethemarvel:itwasasleepingchild——around,fairthing,withsoftyellowringsalloveritshead。Couldthisbehislittlesistercomebacktohiminadream—— hislittlesisterwhomhehadcarriedaboutinhisarmsforayearbeforeshedied,whenhewasasmallboywithoutshoesorstockings?ThatwasthefirstthoughtthatdartedacrossSilas’sblankwonderment。_Was_itadream?Herosetohisfeetagain,pushedhislogstogether,and,throwingonsomedriedleavesandsticks,raisedaflame;buttheflamedidnotdispersethevision—— itonlylitupmoredistinctlythelittleroundformofthechild,anditsshabbyclothing。Itwasverymuchlikehislittlesister。 Silassankintohischairpowerless,underthedoublepresenceofaninexplicablesurpriseandahurryinginfluxofmemories。Howandwhenhadthechildcomeinwithouthisknowledge?Hehadneverbeenbeyondthedoor。Butalongwiththatquestion,andalmostthrustingitaway,therewasavisionoftheoldhomeandtheoldstreetsleadingtoLanternYard——andwithinthatvisionanother,ofthethoughtswhichhadbeenpresentwithhiminthosefar—offscenes。 Thethoughtswerestrangetohimnow,likeoldfriendshipsimpossibletorevive;andyethehadadreamyfeelingthatthischildwassomehowamessagecometohimfromthatfar—offlife:itstirredfibresthathadneverbeenmovedinRaveloe——oldquiveringsoftenderness——oldimpressionsofaweatthepresentimentofsomePowerpresidingoverhislife;forhisimaginationhadnotyetextricateditselffromthesenseofmysteryinthechild’ssuddenpresence,andhadformednoconjecturesofordinarynaturalmeansbywhichtheeventcouldhavebeenbroughtabout。 Buttherewasacryonthehearth:thechildhadawaked,andMarnerstoopedtoliftitonhisknee。Itclungroundhisneck,andburstlouderandlouderintothatminglingofinarticulatecrieswith\"mammy\"bywhichlittlechildrenexpressthebewildermentofwaking。Silaspressedittohim,andalmostunconsciouslyutteredsoundsofhushingtenderness,whilehebethoughthimselfthatsomeofhisporridge,whichhadgotcoolbythedyingfire,woulddotofeedthechildwithifitwereonlywarmedupalittle。 Hehadplentytodothroughthenexthour。Theporridge,sweetenedwithsomedrybrownsugarfromanoldstorewhichhehadrefrainedfromusingforhimself,stoppedthecriesofthelittleone,andmadeherliftherblueeyeswithawidequietgazeatSilas,asheputthespoonintohermouth。Presentlysheslippedfromhiskneeandbegantotoddleabout,butwithaprettystaggerthatmadeSilasjumpupandfollowherlestsheshouldfallagainstanythingthatwouldhurther。Butsheonlyfellinasittingpostureontheground,andbegantopullatherboots,lookingupathimwithacryingfaceasifthebootshurther。Hetookheronhiskneeagain,butitwassometimebeforeitoccurredtoSilas’sdullbachelormindthatthewetbootswerethegrievance,pressingonherwarmankles。Hegotthemoffwithdifficulty,andbabywasatoncehappilyoccupiedwiththeprimarymysteryofherowntoes,invitingSilas,withmuchchuckling,toconsiderthemysterytoo。ButthewetbootshadatlastsuggestedtoSilasthatthechildhadbeenwalkingonthesnow,andthisrousedhimfromhisentireoblivionofanyordinarymeansbywhichitcouldhaveenteredorbeenbroughtintohishouse。Underthepromptingofthisnewidea,andwithoutwaitingtoformconjectures,heraisedthechildinhisarms,andwenttothedoor。Assoonashehadopenedit,therewasthecryof\"mammy\"again,whichSilashadnotheardsincethechild’sfirsthungrywaking。Bendingforward,hecouldjustdiscernthemarksmadebythelittlefeetonthevirginsnow,andhefollowedtheirtracktothefurzebushes。\"Mammy!\"thelittleonecriedagainandagain,stretchingitselfforwardsoasalmosttoescapefromSilas’sarms,beforehehimselfwasawarethattherewassomethingmorethanthebushbeforehim——thattherewasahumanbody,withtheheadsunklowinthefurze,andhalf—coveredwiththeshakensnow。 CHAPTERXIII Itwasaftertheearlysupper—timeattheRedHouse,andtheentertainmentwasinthatstagewhenbashfulnessitselfhadpassedintoeasyjollity,whengentlemen,consciousofunusualaccomplishments,couldatlengthbeprevailedontodanceahornpipe,andwhentheSquirepreferredtalkingloudly,scatteringsnuff,andpattinghisvisitors’backs,tosittinglongeratthewhist—table——achoiceexasperatingtouncleKimble,who,beingalwaysvolatileinsoberbusinesshours,becameintenseandbitterovercardsandbrandy,shuffledbeforehisadversary’sdealwithaglareofsuspicion,andturnedupameantrump—cardwithanairofinexpressibledisgust,asifinaworldwheresuchthingscouldhappenonemightaswellenteronacourseofrecklessprofligacy。 Whentheeveninghadadvancedtothispitchoffreedomandenjoyment,itwasusualfortheservants,theheavydutiesofsupperbeingwellover,togettheirshareofamusementbycomingtolookonatthedancing;sothatthebackregionsofthehousewereleftinsolitude。 ThereweretwodoorsbywhichtheWhiteParlourwasenteredfromthehall,andtheywerebothstandingopenforthesakeofair;buttheloweronewascrowdedwiththeservantsandvillagers,andonlytheupperdoorwaywasleftfree。BobCasswasfiguringinahornpipe,andhisfather,veryproudofthislitheson,whomherepeatedlydeclaredtobejustlikehimselfinhisyoungdaysinatonethatimpliedthistobetheveryhigheststampofjuvenilemerit,wasthecentreofagroupwhohadplacedthemselvesoppositetheperformer,notfarfromtheupperdoor。Godfreywasstandingalittlewayoff,nottoadmirehisbrother’sdancing,buttokeepsightofNancy,whowasseatedinthegroup,nearherfather。Hestoodaloof,becausehewishedtoavoidsuggestinghimselfasasubjectfortheSquire’sfatherlyjokesinconnectionwithmatrimonyandMissNancyLammeter’sbeauty,whichwerelikelytobecomemoreandmoreexplicit。Buthehadtheprospectofdancingwithheragainwhenthehornpipewasconcluded,andinthemeanwhileitwasverypleasanttogetlongglancesatherquiteunobserved。 ButwhenGodfreywasliftinghiseyesfromoneofthoselongglances,theyencounteredanobjectasstartlingtohimatthatmomentasifithadbeenanapparitionfromthedead。It_was_anapparitionfromthathiddenlifewhichlies,likeadarkby—street,behindthegoodlyornamentedfacadethatmeetsthesunlightandthegazeofrespectableadmirers。Itwashisownchild,carriedinSilasMarner’sarms。Thatwashisinstantaneousimpression,unaccompaniedbydoubt,thoughhehadnotseenthechildformonthspast;andwhenthehopewasrisingthathemightpossiblybemistaken,Mr。CrackenthorpandMr。LammeterhadalreadyadvancedtoSilas,inastonishmentatthisstrangeadvent。Godfreyjoinedthemimmediately,unabletorestwithouthearingeveryword——tryingtocontrolhimself,butconsciousthatifanyonenoticedhim,theymustseethathewaswhite—lippedandtrembling。 ButnowalleyesatthatendoftheroomwerebentonSilasMarner; theSquirehimselfhadrisen,andaskedangrily,\"How’sthis?—— what’sthis?——whatdoyoudocominginhereinthisway?\" \"I’mcomeforthedoctor——Iwantthedoctor,\"Silashadsaid,inthefirstmoment,toMr。Crackenthorp。 \"Why,what’sthematter,Marner?\"saidtherector。\"Thedoctor’shere;butsayquietlywhatyouwanthimfor。\" \"It’sawoman,\"saidSilas,speakinglow,andhalf—breathlessly,justasGodfreycameup。\"She’sdead,Ithink——deadinthesnowattheStone—pits——notfarfrommydoor。\" Godfreyfeltagreatthrob:therewasoneterrorinhismindatthatmoment:itwas,thatthewomanmight_not_bedead。Thatwasanevilterror——anuglyinmatetohavefoundanestling—placeinGodfrey’skindlydisposition;butnodispositionisasecurityfromevilwishestoamanwhosehappinesshangsonduplicity。 \"Hush,hush!\"saidMr。Crackenthorp。\"Gooutintothehallthere。I’llfetchthedoctortoyou。Foundawomaninthesnow—— andthinksshe’sdead,\"headded,speakinglowtotheSquire。 \"Bettersayaslittleaboutitaspossible:itwillshocktheladies。Justtellthemapoorwomanisillfromcoldandhunger。 I’llgoandfetchKimble。\" Bythistime,however,theladieshadpressedforward,curioustoknowwhatcouldhavebroughtthesolitarylinen—weaverthereundersuchstrangecircumstances,andinterestedintheprettychild,who,halfalarmedandhalfattractedbythebrightnessandthenumerouscompany,nowfrownedandhidherface,nowliftedupherheadagainandlookedroundplacably,untilatouchoracoaxingwordbroughtbackthefrown,andmadeherburyherfacewithnewdetermination。 \"Whatchildisit?\"saidseveralladiesatonce,and,amongtherest,NancyLammeter,addressingGodfrey。 \"Idon’tknow——somepoorwoman’swhohasbeenfoundinthesnow,Ibelieve,\"wastheanswerGodfreywrungfromhimselfwithaterribleeffort。(\"Afterall,_am_Icertain?\"hehastenedtoadd,silently,inanticipationofhisownconscience。) \"Why,you’dbetterleavethechildhere,then,MasterMarner,\" saidgood—naturedMrs。Kimble,hesitating,however,totakethosedingyclothesintocontactwithherownornamentedsatinbodice。 \"I’lltelloneo’thegirlstofetchit。\" \"No——no——Ican’tpartwithit,Ican’tletitgo,\"saidSilas,abruptly。\"It’scometome——I’vearighttokeepit。\" ThepropositiontotakethechildfromhimhadcometoSilasquiteunexpectedly,andhisspeech,utteredunderastrongsuddenimpulse,wasalmostlikearevelationtohimself:aminutebefore,hehadnodistinctintentionaboutthechild。 \"Didyoueverhearthelike?\"saidMrs。Kimble,inmildsurprise,toherneighbour。 \"Now,ladies,Imusttroubleyoutostandaside,\"saidMr。Kimble,comingfromthecard—room,insomebitternessattheinterruption,butdrilledbythelonghabitofhisprofessionintoobediencetounpleasantcalls,evenwhenhewashardlysober。 \"It’sanastybusinessturningoutnow,eh,Kimble?\"saidtheSquire。\"Hemightha’goneforyouryoungfellow——the’prentice,there——what’shisname?\" \"Might?aye——what’stheuseoftalkingaboutmight?\"growleduncleKimble,hasteningoutwithMarner,andfollowedbyMr。CrackenthorpandGodfrey。\"Getmeapairofthickboots,Godfrey,willyou?Andstay,letsomebodyruntoWinthrop’sandfetchDolly——she’sthebestwomantoget。Benwasherehimselfbeforesupper;ishegone?\" \"Yes,sir,Imethim,\"saidMarner;\"butIcouldn’tstoptotellhimanything,onlyIsaidIwasgoingforthedoctor,andhesaidthedoctorwasattheSquire’s。AndImadehasteandran,andtherewasnobodytobeseenatthebacko’thehouse,andsoIwentintowherethecompanywas。\" Thechild,nolongerdistractedbythebrightlightandthesmilingwomen’sfaces,begantocryandcallfor\"mammy\",thoughalwaysclingingtoMarner,whohadapparentlywonherthoroughconfidence。 Godfreyhadcomebackwiththeboots,andfeltthecryasifsomefibreweredrawntightwithinhim。 \"I’llgo,\"hesaid,hastily,eagerforsomemovement;\"I’llgoandfetchthewoman——Mrs。Winthrop。\" \"Oh,pooh——sendsomebodyelse,\"saiduncleKimble,hurryingawaywithMarner。 \"You’llletmeknowifIcanbeofanyuse,Kimble,\"saidMr。Crackenthorp。Butthedoctorwasoutofhearing。 Godfrey,too,haddisappeared:hewasgonetosnatchhishatandcoat,havingjustreflectionenoughtorememberthathemustnotlooklikeamadman;butherushedoutofthehouseintothesnowwithoutheedinghisthinshoes。 InafewminuteshewasonhisrapidwaytotheStone—pitsbythesideofDolly,who,thoughfeelingthatshewasentirelyinherplaceinencounteringcoldandsnowonanerrandofmercy,wasmuchconcernedatayounggentleman’sgettinghisfeetwetunderalikeimpulse。 \"You’dadealbettergoback,sir,\"saidDolly,withrespectfulcompassion。\"You’venocalltocatchcold;andI’daskyouifyou’dbesogoodastellmyhusbandtocome,onyourwayback—— he’sattheRainbow,Idoubt——ifyoufoundhimanywaysoberenoughtobeo’use。Orelse,there’sMrs。Snell’udhappensendtheboyuptofetchandcarry,fortheremaybethingswantedfromthedoctor’s。\" \"No,I’llstay,nowI’monceout——I’llstayoutsidehere,\"saidGodfrey,whentheycameoppositeMarner’scottage。\"YoucancomeandtellmeifIcandoanything。\" \"Well,sir,you’reverygood:you’veatenderheart,\"saidDolly,goingtothedoor。 Godfreywastoopainfullypreoccupiedtofeelatwingeofself—reproachatthisundeservedpraise。Hewalkedupanddown,unconsciousthathewasplungingankle—deepinsnow,unconsciousofeverythingbuttremblingsuspenseaboutwhatwasgoingoninthecottage,andtheeffectofeachalternativeonhisfuturelot。No,notquiteunconsciousofeverythingelse。Deeperdown,andhalf—smotheredbypassionatedesireanddread,therewasthesensethatheoughtnottobewaitingonthesealternatives;thatheoughttoaccepttheconsequencesofhisdeeds,ownthemiserablewife,andfulfiltheclaimsofthehelplesschild。ButhehadnotmoralcourageenoughtocontemplatethatactiverenunciationofNancyaspossibleforhim:hehadonlyconscienceandheartenoughtomakehimforeveruneasyundertheweaknessthatforbadetherenunciation。Andatthismomenthismindleapedawayfromallrestrainttowardthesuddenprospectofdeliverancefromhislongbondage。 \"Isshedead?\"saidthevoicethatpredominatedovereveryotherwithinhim。\"Ifsheis,ImaymarryNancy;andthenIshallbeagoodfellowinfuture,andhavenosecrets,andthechild——shallbetakencareofsomehow。\"Butacrossthatvisioncametheotherpossibility——\"Shemaylive,andthenit’sallupwithme。\" GodfreyneverknewhowlongitwasbeforethedoorofthecottageopenedandMr。Kimblecameout。Hewentforwardtomeethisuncle,preparedtosuppresstheagitationhemustfeel,whatevernewshewastohear。 \"Iwaitedforyou,asI’dcomesofar,\"hesaid,speakingfirst。 \"Pooh,itwasnonsenseforyoutocomeout:whydidn’tyousendoneofthemen?There’snothingtobedone。She’sdead——hasbeendeadforhours,Ishouldsay。\" \"Whatsortofwomanisshe?\"saidGodfrey,feelingthebloodrushtohisface。 \"Ayoungwoman,butemaciated,withlongblackhair。Somevagrant—— quiteinrags。She’sgotawedding—ringon,however。Theymustfetchherawaytotheworkhouseto—morrow。Come,comealong。\" \"Iwanttolookather,\"saidGodfrey。\"IthinkIsawsuchawomanyesterday。I’llovertakeyouinaminuteortwo。\" Mr。Kimblewenton,andGodfreyturnedbacktothecottage。Hecastonlyoneglanceatthedeadfaceonthepillow,whichDollyhadsmoothedwithdecentcare;butherememberedthatlastlookathisunhappyhatedwifesowell,thatattheendofsixteenyearseverylineinthewornfacewaspresenttohimwhenhetoldthefullstoryofthisnight。 Heturnedimmediatelytowardsthehearth,whereSilasMarnersatlullingthechild。Shewasperfectlyquietnow,butnotasleep—— onlysoothedbysweetporridgeandwarmthintothatwide—gazingcalmwhichmakesusolderhumanbeings,withourinwardturmoil,feelacertainaweinthepresenceofalittlechild,suchaswefeelbeforesomequietmajestyorbeautyintheearthorsky——beforeasteadyglowingplanet,orafull—floweredeglantine,orthebendingtreesoverasilentpathway。Thewide—openblueeyeslookedupatGodfrey’swithoutanyuneasinessorsignofrecognition:thechildcouldmakenovisibleaudibleclaimonitsfather;andthefatherfeltastrangemixtureoffeelings,aconflictofregretandjoy,thatthepulseofthatlittlehearthadnoresponseforthehalf—jealousyearninginhisown,whentheblueeyesturnedawayfromhimslowly,andfixedthemselvesontheweaver’squeerface,whichwasbentlowdowntolookatthem,whilethesmallhandbegantopullMarner’switheredcheekwithlovingdisfiguration。 \"You’lltakethechildtotheparishto—morrow?\"askedGodfrey,speakingasindifferentlyashecould。 \"Whosaysso?\"saidMarner,sharply。\"Willtheymakemetakeher?\" \"Why,youwouldn’tliketokeepher,shouldyou——anoldbachelorlikeyou?\" \"Tillanybodyshowsthey’vearighttotakeherawayfromme,\" saidMarner。\"Themother’sdead,andIreckonit’sgotnofather: it’salonething——andI’malonething。Mymoney’sgone,Idon’tknowwhere——andthisiscomefromIdon’tknowwhere。Iknownothing——I’mpartlymazed。\" \"Poorlittlething!\"saidGodfrey。\"Letmegivesomethingtowardsfindingitclothes。\" Hehadputhishandinhispocketandfoundhalf—a—guinea,and,thrustingitintoSilas’shand,hehurriedoutofthecottagetoovertakeMr。Kimble。 \"Ah,Iseeit’snotthesamewomanIsaw,\"hesaid,ashecameup。 \"It’saprettylittlechild:theoldfellowseemstowanttokeepit;that’sstrangeforamiserlikehim。ButIgavehimatrifletohelphimout:theparishisn’tlikelytoquarrelwithhimfortherighttokeepthechild。\" \"No;butI’veseenthetimewhenImighthavequarrelledwithhimforitmyself。It’stoolatenow,though。Ifthechildranintothefire,youraunt’stoofattoovertakeit:shecouldonlysitandgruntlikeanalarmedsow。Butwhatafoolyouare,Godfrey,tocomeoutinyourdancingshoesandstockingsinthisway——andyouoneofthebeauxoftheevening,andatyourownhouse!Whatdoyoumeanbysuchfreaks,youngfellow?HasMissNancybeencruel,anddoyouwanttospiteherbyspoilingyourpumps?\" \"Oh,everythinghasbeendisagreeableto—night。Iwastiredtodeathofjiggingandgallanting,andthatbotheraboutthehornpipes。AndI’dgottodancewiththeotherMissGunn,\"saidGodfrey,gladofthesubterfugehisunclehadsuggestedtohim。 Theprevaricationandwhitelieswhichamindthatkeepsitselfambitiouslypureisasuneasyunderasagreatartistunderthefalsetouchesthatnoeyedetectsbuthisown,arewornaslightlyasmeretrimmingswhenoncetheactionshavebecomealie。 GodfreyreappearedintheWhiteParlourwithdryfeet,and,sincethetruthmustbetold,withasenseofreliefandgladnessthatwastoostrongforpainfulthoughtstostrugglewith。Forcouldhenotventurenow,wheneveropportunityoffered,tosaythetenderestthingstoNancyLammeter——topromiseherandhimselfthathewouldalwaysbejustwhatshewoulddesiretoseehim?Therewasnodangerthathisdeadwifewouldberecognized:thosewerenotdaysofactiveinquiryandwidereport;andasfortheregistryoftheirmarriage,thatwasalongwayoff,buriedinunturnedpages,awayfromeveryone’sinterestbuthisown。Dunseymightbetrayhimifhecameback;butDunseymightbewontosilence。 Andwheneventsturnoutsomuchbetterforamanthanhehashadreasontodread,isitnotaproofthathisconducthasbeenlessfoolishandblameworthythanitmightotherwisehaveappeared?Whenwearetreatedwell,wenaturallybegintothinkthatwearenotaltogetherunmeritorious,andthatitisonlyjustweshouldtreatourselveswell,andnotmarourowngoodfortune。Where,afterall,wouldbetheuseofhisconfessingthepasttoNancyLammeter,andthrowingawayhishappiness?——nay,hers?forhefeltsomeconfidencethatshelovedhim。Asforthechild,hewouldseethatitwascaredfor:hewouldneverforsakeit;hewoulddoeverythingbutownit。Perhapsitwouldbejustashappyinlifewithoutbeingownedbyitsfather,seeingthatnobodycouldtellhowthingswouldturnout,andthat——isthereanyotherreasonwanted?——well,then,thatthefatherwouldbemuchhappierwithoutowningthechild。 CHAPTERXIV Therewasapauper’sburialthatweekinRaveloe,andupKenchYardatBatherleyitwasknownthatthedark—hairedwomanwiththefairchild,whohadlatelycometolodgethere,wasgoneawayagain。 ThatwasalltheexpressnotetakenthatMollyhaddisappearedfromtheeyesofmen。Buttheunweptdeathwhich,tothegenerallot,seemedastrivialasthesummer—shedleaf,waschargedwiththeforceofdestinytocertainhumanlivesthatweknowof,shapingtheirjoysandsorrowseventotheend。 SilasMarner’sdeterminationtokeepthe\"tramp’schild\"wasmatterofhardlylesssurpriseanditeratedtalkinthevillagethantherobberyofhismoney。Thatsofteningoffeelingtowardshimwhichdatedfromhismisfortune,thatmergingofsuspicionanddislikeinarathercontemptuouspityforhimasloneandcrazy,wasnowaccompaniedwithamoreactivesympathy,especiallyamongstthewomen。Notablemothers,whoknewwhatitwastokeepchildren\"wholeandsweet\";lazymothers,whoknewwhatitwastobeinterruptedinfoldingtheirarmsandscratchingtheirelbowsbythemischievouspropensitiesofchildrenjustfirmontheirlegs,wereequallyinterestedinconjecturinghowalonemanwouldmanagewithatwo—year—oldchildonhishands,andwereequallyreadywiththeirsuggestions:thenotablechieflytellinghimwhathehadbetterdo,andthelazyonesbeingemphaticintellinghimwhathewouldneverbeabletodo。 Amongthenotablemothers,DollyWinthropwastheonewhoseneighbourlyofficeswerethemostacceptabletoMarner,fortheywererenderedwithoutanyshowofbustlinginstruction。Silashadshownherthehalf—guineagiventohimbyGodfrey,andhadaskedherwhatheshoulddoaboutgettingsomeclothesforthechild。 \"Eh,MasterMarner,\"saidDolly,\"there’snocalltobuy,nomorenorapairo’shoes;forI’vegotthelittlepetticoatsasAaronworefiveyearsago,andit’sillspendingthemoneyonthembaby—clothes,forthechild’ullgrowlikegrassi’May,blessit—— thatitwill。\" AndthesamedayDollybroughtherbundle,anddisplayedtoMarner,onebyone,thetinygarmentsintheirdueorderofsuccession,mostofthempatchedanddarned,butcleanandneatasfresh—sprungherbs。Thiswastheintroductiontoagreatceremonywithsoapandwater,fromwhichBabycameoutinnewbeauty,andsatonDolly’sknee,handlinghertoesandchucklingandpattingherpalmstogetherwithanairofhavingmadeseveraldiscoveriesaboutherself,whichshecommunicatedbyalternatesoundsof\"gug—gug—gug\",and\"mammy\"。The\"mammy\"wasnotacryofneedoruneasiness:Babyhadbeenusedtoutteritwithoutexpectingeithertendersoundortouchtofollow。 \"Anybody’udthinktheangilsinheavencouldn’tbeprettier,\" saidDolly,rubbingthegoldencurlsandkissingthem。\"Andtothinkofitsbeingcoveredwi’themdirtyrags——andthepoormother——frozetodeath;butthere’sThemastookcareofit,andbroughtittoyourdoor,MasterMarner。Thedoorwasopen,anditwalkedinoverthesnow,likeasifithadbeenalittlestarvedrobin。Didn’tyousaythedoorwasopen?\" \"Yes,\"saidSilas,meditatively。\"Yes——thedoorwasopen。Themoney’sgoneIdon’tknowwhere,andthisiscomefromIdon’tknowwhere。\" Hehadnotmentionedtoanyonehisunconsciousnessofthechild’sentrance,shrinkingfromquestionswhichmightleadtothefacthehimselfsuspected——namely,thathehadbeeninoneofhistrances。 \"Ah,\"saidDolly,withsoothinggravity,\"it’slikethenightandthemorning,andthesleepingandthewaking,andtherainandtheharvest——onegoesandtheothercomes,andweknownothinghownorwhere。Wemaystriveandscratandfend,butit’slittlewecandoarterall——thebigthingscomeandgowi’nostrivingo’our’n—— theydo,thattheydo;andIthinkyou’reintherightonittokeepthelittleun,MasterMarner,seeingasit’sbeensenttoyou,thoughthere’sfolksasthinksdifferent。You’llhappenbeabitmoitheredwithitwhileit’ssolittle;butI’llcome,andwelcome,andseetoitforyou:I’veabito’timetosparemostdays,forwhenonegetsupbetimesi’themorning,theclockseemstostan’ stilltow’rtten,aforeit’stimetogoaboutthevictual。So,asI say,I’llcomeandseetothechildforyou,andwelcome。\" \"Thankyou……kindly,\"saidSilas,hesitatingalittle。\"I’llbegladifyou’lltellmethings。But,\"headded,uneasily,leaningforwardtolookatBabywithsomejealousy,asshewasrestingherheadbackwardagainstDolly’sarm,andeyeinghimcontentedlyfromadistance——\"ButIwanttodothingsforitmyself,elseitmaygetfondo’somebodyelse,andnotfondo’me。I’vebeenusedtofendingformyselfinthehouse——Icanlearn,Icanlearn。\" \"Eh,tobesure,\"saidDolly,gently。\"I’veseenmenasarewonderfulhandywi’children。Themenareawk’ardandcontrairymostly,Godhelp’em——butwhenthedrink’soutof’em,theyaren’tunsensible,thoughthey’rebadforleechingandbandaging——sofieryandunpatient。Youseethisgoesfirst,nexttheskin,\" proceededDolly,takingupthelittleshirt,andputtingiton。 \"Yes,\"saidMarner,docilely,bringinghiseyesveryclose,thattheymightbeinitiatedinthemysteries;whereuponBabyseizedhisheadwithbothhersmallarms,andputherlipsagainsthisfacewithpurringnoises。 \"Seethere,\"saidDolly,withawoman’stendertact,\"she’sfondesto’you。Shewantstogoo’yourlap,I’llbebound。Go,then:takeher,MasterMarner;youcanputthethingson,andthenyoucansayasyou’vedoneforherfromthefirstofhercomingtoyou。\" Marnertookheronhislap,tremblingwithanemotionmysterioustohimself,atsomethingunknowndawningonhislife。Thoughtandfeelingweresoconfusedwithinhim,thatifhehadtriedtogivethemutterance,hecouldonlyhavesaidthatthechildwascomeinsteadofthegold——thatthegoldhadturnedintothechild。HetookthegarmentsfromDolly,andputthemonunderherteaching; interrupted,ofcourse,byBaby’sgymnastics。 \"There,then!why,youtaketoitquiteeasy,MasterMarner,\" saidDolly;\"butwhatshallyoudowhenyou’reforcedtositinyourloom?Forshe’llgetbusierandmischievousereveryday——shewill,blessher。It’sluckyasyou’vegotthathighhearthi’steadofagrate,forthatkeepsthefiremoreoutofherreach:butifyou’vegotanythingascanbespiltorbroke,orasisfittocutherfingersoff,she’llbeatit——anditisbutrightyoushouldknow。\" Silasmeditatedalittlewhileinsomeperplexity。\"I’lltiehertothelego’theloom,\"hesaidatlast——\"tieherwithagoodlongstripo’something。\" \"Well,mayhapthat’lldo,asit’salittlegell,forthey’reeasierpersuadedtositi’oneplacenorthelads。Iknowwhattheladsare;forI’vehadfour——fourI’vehad,Godknows——andifyouwastotakeandtie’emup,they’dmakeafightingandacryingasifyouwasringingthepigs。ButI’llbringyoumylittlechair,andsomebitso’redragandthingsforhertoplaywi’;an’she’llsitandchatterto’emasiftheywasalive。Eh,ifitwasn’tasintotheladstowish’emmadedifferent,bless’em,Ishouldha’beengladforoneof’emtobealittlegell;andtothinkasIcouldha’ taughthertoscour,andmend,andtheknitting,andeverything。 ButIcanteach’emthislittleun,MasterMarner,whenshegetsoldenough。\" \"Butshe’llbe_my_littleun,\"saidMarner,ratherhastily。 \"She’llbenobodyelse’s。\" \"No,tobesure;you’llhavearighttoher,ifyou’reafathertoher,andbringherupaccording。But,\"addedDolly,comingtoapointwhichshehaddeterminedbeforehandtotouchupon,\"youmustbringheruplikechristenedfolks’schildren,andtakehertochurch,andletherlearnhercatechise,asmylittleAaroncansayoff——the\"Ibelieve\",andeverything,and\"hurtnobodybywordordeed\",——aswellasifhewastheclerk。That’swhatyoumustdo,MasterMarner,ifyou’ddotherightthingbytheorphinchild。\" Marner’spalefaceflushedsuddenlyunderanewanxiety。HismindwastoobusytryingtogivesomedefinitebearingtoDolly’swordsforhimtothinkofansweringher。 \"Andit’smybelief,\"shewenton,\"asthepoorlittlecreaturhasneverbeenchristened,andit’snothingbutrightastheparsonshouldbespoketo;andifyouwasnowaysunwilling,I’dtalktoMr。Maceyaboutitthisveryday。Forifthechildeverwentanywayswrong,andyouhadn’tdoneyourpartbyit,MasterMarner—— ’noculation,andeverythingtosaveitfromharm——it’udbeathorni’yourbedforevero’thissidethegrave;andIcan’tthinkasit’udbeeasylyingdownforanybodywhenthey’dgottoanotherworld,iftheyhadn’tdonetheirpartbythehelplesschildrenascomewi’outtheirownasking。\" Dollyherselfwasdisposedtobesilentforsometimenow,forshehadspokenfromthedepthsofherownsimplebelief,andwasmuchconcernedtoknowwhetherherwordswouldproducethedesiredeffectonSilas。Hewaspuzzledandanxious,forDolly’sword\"christened\"conveyednodistinctmeaningtohim。Hehadonlyheardofbaptism,andhadonlyseenthebaptismofgrown—upmenandwomen。 \"Whatisitasyoumeanby\"christened\"?\"hesaidatlast,timidly。\"Won’tfolksbegoodtoherwithoutit?\" \"Dear,dear!MasterMarner,\"saidDolly,withgentledistressandcompassion。\"Hadyounevernofathernormotherastaughtyoutosayyourprayers,andasthere’sgoodwordsandgoodthingstokeepusfromharm?\" \"Yes,\"saidSilas,inalowvoice;\"Iknowadealaboutthat—— usedto,usedto。Butyourwaysaredifferent:mycountrywasagoodwayoff。\"Hepausedafewmoments,andthenadded,moredecidedly,\"ButIwanttodoeverythingascanbedoneforthechild。Andwhatever’srightforiti’thiscountry,andyouthink’ulldoitgood,I’llactaccording,ifyou’lltellme。\" \"Well,then,MasterMarner,\"saidDolly,inwardlyrejoiced,\"I’llaskMr。Maceytospeaktotheparsonaboutit;andyoumustfixonanameforit,becauseitmusthaveanamegiv’itwhenit’schristened。\" \"Mymother’snamewasHephzibah,\"saidSilas,\"andmylittlesisterwasnamedafterher。\" \"Eh,that’sahardname,\"saidDolly。\"Ipartlythinkitisn’tachristenedname。\" \"It’saBiblename,\"saidSilas,oldideasrecurring。 \"ThenI’venocalltospeakagain’it,\"saidDolly,ratherstartledbySilas’sknowledgeonthishead;\"butyouseeI’mnoscholard,andI’mslowatcatchingthewords。MyhusbandsaysI’mallayslikeasifIwasputtingthehaftforthehandle——that’swhathesays——forhe’sverysharp,Godhelphim。Butitwasawk’ardcallingyourlittlesisterbysuchahardname,whenyou’dgotnothingbigtosay,like——wasn’tit,MasterMarner?\" \"WecalledherEppie,\"saidSilas。 \"Well,ifitwasnowayswrongtoshortenthename,it’udbeadealhandier。AndsoI’llgonow,MasterMarner,andI’llspeakaboutthechristeningaforedark;andIwishyouthebesto’luck,andit’smybeliefasit’llcometoyou,ifyoudowhat’srightbytheorphinchild;——andthere’sthe’noculationtobeseento;andastowashingitsbitso’things,youneedlooktonobodybutme,forI cando’emwi’onehandwhenI’vegotmysudsabout。Eh,theblessedangil!You’llletmebringmyAarononeo’thesedays,andhe’llshowherhislittlecartashisfather’smadeforhim,andtheblack—and—whitepupashe’sgota—rearing。\"