第3章

类别:其他 作者:H.Rider Haggard字数:9894更新时间:19/01/07 15:17:55
Atanyrateweloved,andoneeveningintheshelterofthesolemnwallsofthegreatColiseumatRome,whichatthathourwereshuttoallexceptourselves,weconfessedourlove。I reallythinkwemusthavechosenthespotbytacitbutmutualconsentbecausewefeltittobefitting。Itwassoold,soimpregnatedwitheveryhumanexperience,fromthedirestcrimeofthetyrantwhothoughthimselfagod,tothesublimestsacrificeofthemartyrwhoalreadywashalfagod;witheveryviceandvirtuealsowhichliesbetweentheseextremes,thatitseemedtobethemostfittingaltarwhereontoofferourheartsandallthatcausedthemtobeat,eachtotheother。 SoNatalieandIwerebetrothedwithinamonthofourfirstmeeting。Withinthreeweweremarried,forwhatwastheretopreventordelay?NaturallySirAlfredwasdelighted,seeingthathepossessedbutsmallprivateresourcesandIwasabletomakeampleprovisionforhisdaughterwhohadhithertoshownherselfsomewhatdifficultinthisbusinessofmatrimonyandnowwasborderingonhertwenty—seventhyear。Everybodywasdelighted,everythingwentsmoothlyasasledgeslidingdownaslopeoffrozensnowandthemistsoftimehidwhatevermightbeattheendofthatslope。Probablyaplain;attheworsttheupwardriseofordinarylife。 Thatiswhatwethought,ifwethoughtatall。Certainlyweneverdreamedofaprecipice。Whyshouldwe,whowereyoung,bycomparison,quitehealthyandveryrich?Whothinksofprecipicesundersuchcircumstances,whendisasterseemstobeeliminatedanddeathisyetalongwayoff? Andyetweoughttohavedoneso,becauseweshouldhaveknownthatsmoothsurfaceswithoutimpedimenttotherunnersoftenendinsomethingofthekind。 IamboundtosaythatwhenwereturnedhometoFulcombe,whereofcoursewemetwithagreatreception,includingtheringing(outoftune)ofthenewpealofbellsthatIhadgiventothechurch,Bastinmadehastetopointthisout。 \"Yourwifeseemsaveryniceandbeautifullady,Arbuthnot,\"hereflectedaloudafterdinner,whenMrs。Bastin,gloweringasusual,thoughwhatatIdonotknow,hadbeenescortedfromtheroombyNatalie,\"andreally,whenIcometothinkofit,youareanunusuallyfortunateperson。Youpossessagreatdealofmoney,muchmorethanyouhaveanyrightto;whichyouseemtohavedoneverylittletoearnanddonotspendquiteasIshouldlikeyoutodo,andthisniceproperty,thatoughttobeownedbyagreatnumberofpeople,as,accordingtotheviewsyouexpress,I shouldhavethoughtyouwouldacknowledge,andeverythingelsethatamancanwant。Itisverystrangethatyoushouldbesofavouredandnotbecauseofanyparticularmeritsofyourownwhichonecansee。However,Ihavenodoubtitwillallcomeevenintheendandyouwillgetyourshareoftroubles,likeothers。 PerhapsMrs。Arbuthnotwillhavenochildrenasthereissomuchforthemtotake。Orperhapsyouwillloseallyourmoneyandhavetoworkforyourliving,whichmightbegoodforyou。Or,\" headded,stillthinkingaloudafterhisfashion,\"perhapsshewilldieyoung——shehasthatkindofface,although,ofcourse,I hopeshewon’t,\"headded,wakingup。 Idonotknowwhy,buthiswanderingwordsstruckmecold;theproverbialfuneralbellatthemarriagefeastwasnothingtothem。IsupposeitwasbecauseinaflashofintuitionIknewthattheywouldcometrueandthathewasanappointedCassandra。 Perhapsthisuncannyknowledgeovercamemynaturalindignationatsuchsuper—gaucherieofwhichnoonebutBastincouldhavebeencapable,andevenpreventedmefromreplyingatall,sothatI merelysatstillandlookedathim。 ButBickleydidreplywithsomevigour。 \"Forgivemeforsayingso,Bastin,\"hesaid,bristlingalloverasitwere,\"butyourremarks,whichmayormaynotbeinaccordancewiththeprinciplesofyourreligion,seemtometobeinsingularlybadtaste。TheywouldhaveturnedthestomachsofagatheringofearlyChristians,whoappeartohavebeentheworstmanneredpeopleintheworld,andatanydecentheathenfeastyourneckwouldhavebeenwrungasthatofabirdofillomen。\" \"Why?\"askedBastinblankly。\"IonlysaidwhatIthoughttobethetruth。Thetruthisbetterthanwhatyoucallgoodtaste。\" \"ThenIwillsaywhatIthinkalsotobethetruth,\"repliedBickley,growingfurious。\"ItisthatyouuseyourChristianityasacloakforbadmanners。Itteachesconsiderationandsympathyforothersofwhichyouseemtohavenone。Moreover,sinceyoutalkofthedeathofpeople’swives,Iwilltellyousomethingaboutyourown,asadoctor,whichIcandoasIneverattendedher。Itishighlyprobable,inmyopinion,thatshewilldiebeforeMrs。Arbuthnot,whoisquiteahealthypersonwithagoodprospectoflife。\" \"Perhaps,\"saidBastin。\"Ifso,itwillbeGod’swillandI shallnotcomplain\"(hereBickleysnorted),\"thoughIdonotseewhatyoucanknowaboutit。ButwhyshouldyoucastreflectionsontheearlyChristianswhowerepeopleofstrongprinciplelivinginroughtimes,andhadtowagewaragainstanestablisheddevil—worship?IknowyouareangrybecausetheysmashedupthestatuesofVenusandsoforth,buthadIbeenintheirplaceI shouldhavedonethesame。\" \"Ofcourseyouwould,whodoubtsit?ButasfortheearlyChristiansandtheiriconoclasticperformances——well,cursethem,that’sall!\"andhesprangupandlefttheroom。 Ifollowedhim。 Letitnotbesupposedfromtheabovescenethattherewasanyill—feelingbetweenBastinandBickley。Onthecontrarytheyweremuchattachedtoeachother,andthiskindofquarrelmeantnomorethanthestrongexpressionoftheirindividualviewstowhichtheywereaccustomedfromtheircollegedays。ForinstanceBastinwasalwaystalkingabouttheearlyChristiansandmissionaries,whileBickleyloathedboth,theearlyChristiansbecauseofthedestructionwhichtheyhadwroughtinEgypt,Italy,Greeceandelsewhere,ofallthatwasbeautiful;andthemissionariesbecause,ashesaid,theyweredegradingandspoilingthenativeracesandbyinducingthemtowearclothes,renderingthemliabletodisease。Bastinwouldanswerthattheirsoulsweremoreimportantthantheirbodies,towhichBickleyrepliedthatastherewasnosuchthingasasoulexceptinthestupidimaginationofpriests,hedifferedentirelyonthepoint。 Asitwasquiteimpossibleforeithertoconvincetheother,theretheconversationwouldend,ordriftintosomethinginwhichtheyweremutuallyinterested,suchasnaturalhistoryandthehygieneoftheneighbourhood。 HereImaystatethatBickley’skeenprofessionaleyewasnotmistakenwhenhediagnosedMrs。Bastin’sstateofhealthasdangerous。Asamatteroffactshewassufferingfromheartdiseasethatadoctorcanoftenrecognisebythecolourofthelips,etc。,whichbroughtaboutherdeathunderthefollowingcircumstances: Herhusbandattendedsomeecclesiasticalfunctionatatownovertwentymilesawayandwastohavereturnedbyatrainwhichwouldhavebroughthimhomeaboutfiveo’clock。Ashedidnotarriveshewaitedatthestationforhimuntilthelasttraincameinaboutseveno’clock——withoutthebelovedBasil。Then,onawinter’snightshetoreuptothePrioryandbeggedmetolendheradog—cartinwhichtodrivetothesaidtowntolookforhim。Iexpostulatedagainstthefollyofsuchaproceeding,sayingthatnodoubtBasilwassafeenoughbuthadforgottentotelegraph,orthoughtthathewouldsavethesixpencewhichthewirecost。 Thenitcameout,toNatalie’sandmyintenseamusement,thatallthiswastheresultofherjealousnatureofwhichIhavespoken。Shesaidshehadneversleptanightawayfromherhusbandsincetheyweremarriedandwithsomany\"designingpersons\"aboutshecouldnotsaywhatmighthappenifshedidso,especiallyashewas\"suchafavouriteandsohandsome。\"(Bastinwasafinelookingmaninhisruggedway。) Isuggestedthatshemighthavealittleconfidenceinhim,towhichshereplieddarklythatshehadnoconfidenceinanybody。 TheendofitwasthatIlentherthecartwithafasthorseandagooddriver,andoffshewent。Reachingthetowninquestionsometwoandahalfhourslater,shesearchedhighandlowthroughwindandsleet,butfoundnoBasil。He,itappeared,hadgoneontoExeter,tolookatthecathedralwheresomebuildingwasbeingdone,andmissingthelasttrainhadtheresleptthenight。 Aboutoneinthemorning,afterbeingnearlylockedupasamadwoman,shedrovebacktotheVicarage,againtofindnoBasil。 Eventhenshedidnotgotobedbutragedaboutthehouseinherwetclothes,untilshefelldownutterlyexhausted。Whenherhusbanddidreturnonthefollowingmorning,fullofinformationaboutthecathedral,shewasdangerouslyill,andactuallypassedawaywhileutteringaviolenttiradeagainsthimforhissupposedsuspiciousproceedings。 ThatwastheendofthistrulyodiousBritishmatron。 InafterdaysBastin,bysomepeculiarmentalprocess,canonisedherinhisimaginationasakindofsaint。\"Soloving,\" hewouldsay,\"suchadevotedwife!Why,mydearHumphrey,Icanassureyouthateveninthemidstofherdeath—struggleherlastthoughtswereofme,\"wordsthatcausedBickleytosnortwithmorethanusualvigour,untilIkickedhimtosilencebeneaththetable。 ChapterIV DeathandDepartureNowImusttellofmyownterriblesorrow,whichturnedmylifetobitternessandmyhopestoashes。 NeverwereamanandawomanhappiertogetherthanIandNatalie。Mentally,physically,spirituallywewereperfectlymated,andwelovedeachotherdearly。Trulywewereasone。Yettherewassomethingaboutherwhichfilledmewithvaguefears,especiallyaftershefoundthatshewastobecomeamother。I wouldtalktoherofthechild,butshewouldsighandshakeherhead,hereyesfillingwithtears,andsaythatwemustnotcountonthecontinuanceofsuchhappinessasours,foritwastoogreat。 Itriedtolaughawayherdoubts,thoughwheneverIdidsoI seemedtohearBastin’sslowvoiceremarkingcasuallythatshemightdie,ashemighthavecommentedonthequalityoftheclaret。Atlast,however,Igrewterrifiedandaskedherbluntlywhatshemeant。 \"Idon’tquiteknow,dearest,\"shereplied,\"especiallyasIamwonderfullywell。But——but——\" \"Butwhat?\"Iasked。 \"ButIthinkthatourcompanionshipisgoingtobebrokenforalittlewhile。\" \"Foralittlewhile!\"Iexclaimed。 \"Yes,Humphrey。IthinkthatIshallbetakenawayfromyou—— youknowwhatImean,\"andshenoddedtowardsthechurchyard。 \"Oh,myGod!\"Igroaned。 \"Iwanttosaythis,\"sheaddedquickly,\"thatifsuch’athingshouldhappen,asithappenseveryday,Iimploreyou,dearestHumphrey,nottobetoomuchdistressed,sinceIamsurethatyouwillfindmeagain。No,Ican’texplainhoworwhenorwhere,becauseIdonotknow。Ihaveprayedforlight,butithasnotcometome。AllIknowisthatIamnottalkingofreunioninMr。 Bastin’skindofconventionalheaven,whichhespeaksaboutasthoughtoreachitonestumbledthroughdarknessforaminuteintoafinenewhousenextdoor,whereexcellentservantshadmadeeverythingreadyforyourarrivalandallthelightswereturnedup。Itissomethingquitedifferentfromthatandverymuchmorereal。\" ThenshebentdownostensiblytopattheheadofalittleblackcockerspanielcalledTommywhichhadbeengiventoherasapuppy,ahighlyintelligentandaffectionateanimalthatwebothadoredandthatlovedherasonlyadogcanlove。Really,Iknew,itwastohidehertears,andfledfromtheroomlestsheshouldseemine。 AsIwentIheardthedogwhimperinginapeculiarway,asthoughsomesympatheticknowledgehadbeencommunicatedtoitswonderfulanimalintelligence。 ThatnightIspoketoBickleyaboutthematter,repeatingexactlywhathadpassed。AsIexpected,hesmiledinhisgrave,rathersarcasticway,andmadelightofit。 \"MydearHumphrey,\"hesaid,\"don’ttormentyourselfaboutsuchfancies。Theyareofeverydayoccurrenceamongwomeninyourwife’scondition。Sometimestheytakeoneform,sometimesanother。Whenshehasgotherbabyyouwillhearnomoreofthem。\" Itriedtobecomfortedbutinvain。 Thedaysandweekswentbylikealongnightmareandinduecoursetheeventhappened。Bickleywasnotattendingthecase;itwasnotinhisline,hesaid,andhepreferredthatwhereafriend’swifewasconcerned,somebodyelseshouldbecalledin。 Soitwasputinchargeofaverygoodlocalmanwithalargeexperienceinsuchdomesticmatters。 HowamItotellofit?Everythingwentwrong;asforthedetails,letthembe。UltimatelyBickleydidoperate,andifsurpassingskillcouldhavesavedher,itwouldhavebeendone。 Buttheothermanhadmisjudgedtheconditions;itwastoolate,nothingcouldhelpeithermotherorchild,alittlegirlwhodiedshortlyaftershewasbornbutnotbeforeshehadbeenchristened,alsobythenameofNatalie。 Iwascalledintosayfarewelltomywifeandfoundherradiant,triumphanteveninherweakness。 \"Iknownow,\"shewhisperedinafaintvoice。\"Iunderstoodasthechloroformpassedaway,butIcannottellyou。Everythingisquitewell,mydarling。Gowhereyouseemcalledtogo,faraway。 Oh!thewonderfulplaceinwhichyouwillfindme,notknowingthatyouhavefoundme。Good—byeforalittlewhile;onlyforalittlewhile,myown,myown!\" Thenshedied。AndforatimeItooseemedtodie,butcouldnot。IburiedherandthechildhereatFulcombe;orratherI buriedtheirashessinceIcouldnotendurethatherbelovedbodyshouldseecorruption。 Afterwards,whenallwasover,IspokeoftheselastwordsofNatalie’swithbothBickleyandBastin,forsomehowIseemedtowishtolearntheirseparateviews。 ThelatterImayexplain,hadbeenpresentattheendinhisspiritualcapacity,butIdonotthinkthatheintheleastunderstoodthenatureofthedramawhichwaspassingbeforehiseyes。Hisprayersandthechristeningabsorbedallhisattention,andheneverwasamanwhocouldthinkofmorethanonethingatatime。 WhenItoldhimexactlywhathadhappenedandrepeatedthewordsthatNataliespoke,hewasmuchinterestedinhisownnebulousway,andsaidthatitwasdelightfultomeetwithanexampleofagoodChristian,suchasmywifehadbeen,whoactuallysawsomethingofHeavenbeforeshehadgonethere。Hisownfaithwas,hethankedGod,fairlyrobust,butstillanundoubtedoccurrenceofthesortactedasarefreshment,\"likerainonapasturewhenitisratherdry,youknow,\"headded,breakingintosimile。 Iremarkedthatshehadnotseemedtospeakinthesenseheindicated,butappearedtoalludetosomethingquitenearathandandmoreorlessimmediate。 \"Idon’tknowthatthereisanythingnearerathandthantheHereafter,\"heanswered。\"IexpectshemeantthatyouwillprobablysoondieandjoinherinParadise,ifyouareworthytodoso。Butofcourseitisnotwisetoputtoomuchrelianceuponwordsspokenbypeopleatthelast,becauseoftentheydon’tquiteknowwhattheyaresaying。IndeedsometimesIthinkthiswassointhecaseofmyownwife,whoreallyseemedtometotalkagooddealofrubbish。Good—bye,IpromisedtoseeWidowJenkinsthisafternoonabouthavinghervaricoseveinscutout,andImustn’tstopherewastingtimeinpleasantconversation。 Shethinksjustasmuchofhervaricoseveinsaswedoofthelossofourwives。\" IwonderwhatBastin’sideasofunpleasantconversationmaybe,thoughtItomyself,asIwatchedhimdepartalreadywool—gatheringonsomeothersubject,probablytheheresyofoneofthose\"earlyfathers\"whooccupiedmostofhisthoughts。 Bickleylistenedtomytaleinsympatheticsilence,asadoctordoestoapatient。Whenhewasobligedtospeak,hesaidthatitwasinterestingasanexampleofatendencyofcertainmindstowardsromanticvisionwhichsometimesassertsitself,eveninthethroesofdeath。 \"Youknow,\"headded,\"thatIputfaithinnoneofthesethings。IwishthatIcould,butreasonandsciencebothshowmethattheylackfoundation。Theworldonthewholeisasadplace,wherewearrivethroughthepassionsofothersimplantedinthembyNature,which,althoughitcaresnothingforindividualdeath,istendertowardstheimpulseofracesofeverysorttopreservetheircollectivelife。IndeedtheimpulseisNature,oratleastitschiefmanifestation。Consequently,whetherwebegnatsorelephants,oranythingbetweenandbeyond,evenstarsforaughtI know,wemustmakethebestofthingsastheyare,takingthegoodandtheevilastheycomeandgettingallwecanoutoflifeuntilitleavesus,afterwhichweneednottrouble。Youhadagoodtimeforalittlewhileandwerehappyinit;nowyouarehavingabadtimeandarewretched。Perhapsinthefuture,whenyourmentalbalancehasre—asserteditself,youwillhaveothergoodtimesintheafternoonofyourdays,andthenfollowtwilightandthedark。Thatisallthereistohopefor,andwemayaswelllookthethingintheface。OnlyIconfess,mydearfellow,thatyourexperienceconvincesmethatmarriageshouldbeavoidedatwhateverinconvenience。IndeedIhavelongwonderedthatanyonecantaketheresponsibilityofbringingachildintotheworld。Butprobablynobodydoesincoldblood,exceptmisguidedidiotslikeBastin,\"headded。\"Hewouldhavetwenty,hadnothisluckintervened。\" \"Thenyoubelieveinnothing,Friend,\"Isaid。 \"Nothing,Iamsorrytosay,exceptwhatIseeandmyfivesensesappreciate。\" \"Yourejectallpossibilityofmiracle,forinstance?\" \"Thatdependsonwhatyoumeanbymiracle。Scienceshowsusallkindsofwonderswhichourgreatgrandfatherswouldhavecalledmiracles,butthesearenothingbutlawsthatwearebeginningtounderstand。Givemeaninstance。\" \"Well,\"Irepliedathazard,\"ifyouwereassuredbysomeonethatamancouldliveforathousandyears?\" \"Ishouldtellhimthathewasafooloraliar,thatisall。 Itisimpossible。\" \"Orthatthesameidentity,spirit,animatingprinciple——callitwhatyouwill——canflitfrombodytobody,sayinsuccessiveages?Orthatthedeadcancommunicatewiththeliving?\" \"Convincemeofanyofthesethings,Arbuthnot,andmindyouI desiretobeconvinced,andIwilltakebackeverywordIhavesaidandwalkthroughFulcombeinawhitesheetproclaimingmyselfthefool。Now,ImustgetofftotheCottageHospitaltocutoutWidowJenkins’svaricoseveins。Theyaretangibleandrealatanyrate;aboutthelargestIeversaw,indeed。Giveupdreams,oldboy,andtaketosomethinguseful。Youmightgobacktoyourfictionwriting;youseemtohaveleaningsthatway,andyouknowyouneednotpublishthestories,exceptprivatelyfortheedificationofyourfriends。\" WiththisParthianshaftBickleytookhisdeparturetomakeajobofWidowJenkins’slegs。 Itookhisadvice。DuringthenextfewmonthsIdidwritesomethingwhichoccupiedmythoughtsforawhile,moreorless。 Itliesinmysafetothisminute,forsomehowIhaveneverbeenabletomakeupmymindtoburnwhatcostmesomuchphysicalandmentaltoil。 Whenitwasfinishedmymelancholyreturnedtomewithaddedforce。Everythinginthehousetookatongueandcriedtomeofpastdays。ItswallsechoedavoicethatIcouldneverhearagain;intheverylooking—glassesIsawthereflectionofalostpresence。AlthoughIhadmovedmyselfforthepurposesofsleeptoalittleroomatthefurtherendofthebuilding,footstepsseemedtocreepaboutmybedatnightandIheardtherustleofaremembereddresswithoutthedoor。Theplacegrewhatefultome。 IfeltthatImustgetawayfromitorIshouldgomad。 OneafternoonBastinarrivedcarryingabookandinastateofhighindignation。Thiswork,written,ashesaid,bysomeribaldtraveller,grosslytraducedthecharacterofmissionariestotheSouthSeaIslands,especiallyofthoseoftheSocietytowhichhesubscribed,andhethrewitonthetableinhisrighteouswrath。 BickleypickeditupandopeneditataphotographofaveryprettySouthSeaIslandgirlcladinafewflowersandnothingelse,whichheheldtowardsBastin,saying: \"IsittothischildofNature。thatyouobject?Icallherdistinctlyattractive,thoughperhapsshedoeswearherhibiscusbloomswithadifferencetoourwomen——alittlelowerdown。\" \"Thedevilisalwaysattractive,\"repliedBastingloomily。 \"ChildofNatureindeed!IcallherChildofSin。ThatphotographisenoughtomakemypoorSarahturninhergrave。\" \"Why?\"askedBickley;\"seeingthatwideseasrollbetweenyouandthisduskyVenus。AlsoIthoughtthataccordingtoyourHebrewlegendsincameinwithbarkgarments。\" \"YoushouldsearchtheScriptures,Bickley,\"Ibrokein,\"andcultivateaccuracy。Itwasfig—leavesthatsymboliseditsarrival。Thegarments,whichIthinkwereofskin,developedlater。\" \"Perhaps,\"wentonBickley,whohadturnedthepage,\"she\"(hereferredtothelateMrs。Bastin)\"wouldhavepreferredherthus,\"andheheldupanotherillustrationofthesamewoman。 Inthisthenativebelleappearedafterconversion,cladinbroken—downstays——Isupposetheywerestays——outofwhichsheseemedtobulgeandflowineverydirection,adirtywhitedressseveralsizestoosmall,akindofSalvationArmybonnetwithoutacrownandaprayer—bookwhichsheheldpressedtohermiddle; thegeneraleffectbeinghideous,andinsomecuriousway,improper。 \"Certainly,\"saidBastin,\"thoughIadmitherclothesdonotseemtofitandshehasnotbuttonedthemupassheought。Butitisnotofthepicturessomuchasoftheletterpresswithitsfalseandscandalousaccusations,thatIcomplain。\" \"Whydoyoucomplain?\"askedBickley。\"Probablyitisquitetrue,thoughthatwecouldneverascertainwithoutvisitingthelady’shome。\" \"IfIcouldaffordit,\"exclaimedBastinwithrisinganger,\"I shouldliketogothereandexposethisviletraducerofmycloth。\" \"SoshouldI,\"answeredBickley,\"andexposetheseintroducersofconsumption,measlesandotherEuropeandiseases,tosaynothingofgin,amonganinnocentandArcadianpeople。\" \"Howcanyoucalltheminnocent,Bickley,whentheymurderandeatmissionaries?\" \"Idaresayweshouldalleatamissionary,Bastin,ifwewerehungryenough,\"wastheanswer,afterwhichsomethingoccurredtochangetheconversation。 ButIkeptthebookandreaditasaneutralobserver,andcametotheconclusionthattheseSouthSeaIslands,alandwhereitwasalwaysafternoon,mustbeacharmingplace,inwhichperhapsthestarsoftheTropicsandthescentoftheflowersmightenableonetoforgetalittle,oratleasttaketheedgeoffmemory。WhyshouldInotvisitthemandescapeanotherlonganddrearyEnglishwinter?No,Icouldnotdosoalone。IfBastinandBickleywerethere,theireternalargumentsmightamuseme。Well,whyshouldtheynotcomealso?Whenonehasmoneythingscanalwaysbearranged。 Theidea,whichhaditsrootinthisabsurdconversation,tookacuriousholdonme。Ithoughtofitalltheevening,beingalone,andthatnightitre—arosemmydreams。IdreamedthatmylostNatalieappearedtomeandshowedmeapicture。Itwasofalong,lowland,acurvingshoreofwhichtheendswereoutofthepicture,whereongrewtallpalms,andwheregreatcombersbrokeupongleamingsand。