lin mclean-第34部分
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〃Oh!〃 Billy pondered。 〃And so I said to Lin;〃 he continued; 〃why didn't
he send down his own clothes; too; an' let you fix 'em all。 And Honey
Wiggin laughed right in his coffee…cup so it all sploshed out。 And the
cook he asked me if mother used to mend Lin's clothes。 But I guess she
chucked 'em like she always did father's and mine。 I was with father; you
know; when mother was married to Lin that time。〃 He paused again; while
his thoughts and fears struggled。 〃But Lin says I needn't ever go back;〃
he went on; reasoning and confiding to her。 〃Lin don't like mother any
more; I guess。〃 His pondering grew still deeper; and he looked at
Jessamine for some while。 Then his face wakened with a new theory。 〃Don't
Lin like you any more?〃 he inquired。
〃Oh;〃 cried Jessamine; crimsoning; 〃yes! Why; he sent you to me!〃
〃Well; he got hot in camp when I said that about sending his clothes to
you。 He quit supper pretty soon; and went away off a walking。 And that's
another time they said I was too young。 But Lin don't come to see you any
more。〃
〃Why; I hope he loves me;〃 murmured Jessamine。 〃Always。〃
〃Well; I hope so too;〃 said Billy; earnestly。 〃For I like you。 When I
seen him show you our cabin on Box Elder; and the room he had fixed for
you; I was glad you were coming to be my mother。 Mother used to be awful。
I wouldn't 'a' minded her licking me if she'd done other things。 Ah;
pshaw! I wasn't going to stand that。〃 Billy now came close to Jessamine。
〃I do wish you would come and live with me and Lin;〃 said he。 〃Lin's
awful nice。〃
〃Don't I know it?〃 said Jessamine; tenderly。
〃Cause I heard you say you were going to marry him;〃 went on Billy。 〃And
I seen him kiss you and you let him that time we went away when you found
out about mother。 And you're not mad; and he's not; and nothing happens
at all; all the same! Won't you tell me; please?〃
Jessamine's eyes were glistening; and she took him in her lap。 She was
not going to tell him that he was too young this time。 But whatever
things she had shaped to say to the boy were never said。
Through the noise of the gale came the steadier sound of the train; and
the girl rose quickly to preside over her ticket…office and duties behind
the railing in the front room of the station。 The boy ran to the window
to watch the great event of Separ's day。 The locomotive loomed out from
the yellow clots of drift; paused at the water…tank; and then with steam
and humming came slowly on by the platform。 Slowly its long dust…choked
train emerged trundling behind it; and ponderously halted。 There was no
one to go。 No one came to buy a ticket of Jessamine。 The conductor looked
in on business; but she had no telegraphic orders for him。 The express
agent jumped off and looked in for pleasure。 He received his daily smile
and nod of friendly discouragement。 Then the light bundle of mail was
flung inside the door。 Separ had no mail to go out。 As she was picking up
the letters young Billy passed her like a shadow; and fled out。 Two
passengers had descended from the train; a man and a large woman。 His
clothes were loose and careless upon him。 He held valises; and stood
uncertainly looking about him in the storm。 Her firm; heavy body was
closely dressed。 In her hat was a large; handsome feather。 Along between
the several cars brakemen leaned out; watched her; and grinned to each
other。 But her big; hard…shining blue eyes were fixed curiously upon the
station where Jessamine was。
〃It's all night we may be here; is it?〃 she said to the man; harshly。
〃How am I to help that?〃 he retorted。
〃I'll help it。 If this hotel's the sty it used to be; I'll walk to
Tommy's。 I've not saw him since I left Bear Creek。〃
She stalked into the hotel; while the man went slowly to the station。 He
entered; and found Jessamine behind her railing; sorting the slim mail。
〃Good…evening;〃 he said。 〃Excuse me。 There was to be a wagon sent here。〃
〃For the telegraph…mender? Yes; sir。 It came Tuesday。 You're to find the
pole…wagon at Drybone。〃
This news was good; and all that he wished to know。 He could drive out
and escape a night at the Hotel Brunswick。 But he lingered; because
Jessamine spoke so pleasantly to him。 He had heard of her also。
〃Governor Barker has not been around here?〃 he said。
〃Not yet; sir。 We understand he is expected through on a hunting…trip。〃
〃I suppose there is room for two and a trunk on that wagon?〃
〃I reckon so; sir。〃 Jessamine glanced at the man; and he took himself
out。 Most men took themselves out if Jessamine so willed; and it was
mostly achieved thus; in amity。
On the platform the man found his wife again。
〃Then I needn't to walk to Tommy's;〃 she said。 〃And we'll eat as we
travel。 But you'll wait till I'm through with her。〃 She made a gesture
toward the station。
〃Whywhywhat do you want with her。 Don't you know who she is?〃
〃It was me told you who she was; James Lusk。 You'll wait till I've been
and asked her after Lin McLean's health; and till I've saw how the likes
of her talks to the likes of me。〃
He made a feeble protest that this would do no one any good。
〃Sew yourself up; James Lusk。 If it has been your idea I come with yus
clear from Laramie to watch yus plant telegraph…poles in the sage…brush;
why you're off。 I ain't heard much 'o Lin since the day he learned it was
you and not him that was my husband。 And I've come back in this country
to have a look at my old friendsand〃 (she laughed loudly and nodded at
the station) 〃my old friends' new friends!〃
Thus ordered; the husband wandered away to find his wagon and the horse。
Jessamine; in the office; had finished her station duties and returned to
her needle。 She sat contemplating the scorched sock of Billy's; and heard
a heavy step at the threshold。 She turned; and there was the large woman
with the feather quietly surveying her。 The words which the stranger
spoke then were usual enough for a beginning。 But there was something of
threat in the strong animal countenance; something of laughter ready to
break out。 Much beauty of its kind had evidently been in the face; and
now; as substitute for what was gone; was the brag look of assertion that
it was still all there。 Many stranded travellers knocked at Jessamine's
door; and now; as always; she offered the hospitalities of her neat
abode; the only room in Separ fit for a woman。 As she spoke; and the
guest surveyed and listened; the door blew shut with a crash。
Outside; in a shed; Billy had placed the wagon between himself and his
father。
〃How you have grown!〃 the man was saying; and he smiled。 〃Come; shake
hands。 I did not think to see you here。〃
〃Dare you to touch me!〃 Billy screamed。 〃No; I'll never come with you。
Lin says I needn't to。〃
The man passed his hand across his forehead; and leaned against the
wheel。 〃Lord; Lord!〃 he muttered。
His son warily slid out of the shed and left him leaning there。
PART II
Lin McLean; bachelor; sat out in front of his cabin; looking at a small
bright pistol that lay in his hand。 He held it tenderly; cherishing it;
and did not cease slowly to polish it。 Revery filled his eyes; and in his
whole face was sadness unmasked; because only the animals were there to
perceive his true feelings。 Sunlight and waving shadows moved together
upon the green of his pasture; cattle and horses loitered in the opens by
the stream。 Down Box Elder's course; its valley and golden…chimneyed
bluffs widened away into the level and the blue of the greater valley。
Upstream the branches and shining; quiet leaves entered the mountains
where the rock chimneys narrowed to a gateway; a citadel of shafts and
turrets; crimson and gold above the filmy emerald of the trees。 Through
there the road went up from the cotton…woods into the cool quaking asps
and pines; and so across the range and away to Separ。 Along the
ridge…pole of the new stable; two hundred yards down…stream; sat McLean's
turkeys; and cocks and hens walked in front of him here by his cabin and
fenced garden。 Slow smoke rose from the cabin's chimney into the air; in
which were no sounds but the running water and the afternoon chirp of
birds。 Amid this framework of a home the cow…puncher sat; lonely;
inattentive; polishing the treasured weapon as if it were not already
long clean。 His target stood some twenty steps in front of hima small
cottonwood…tree; its trunk chipped and honeycombed with bullets which he
had fired into it each day for memory's sake。 Presently he lifted the
pistol and looked at its namethe word 〃Neighbor〃 engraved upon it。
〃I wonder;〃 said he; aloud; 〃if she keeps the rust off mine?〃 Then he
lifted it slowly to his lips and kissed the word 〃Neighbor。〃
The clank of wheels sounded on the road; and he put the pistol quickly
down。 Dreaminess vanished from his face。 He looked around alertly; but no
one had seen him。 The clanking was still among the trees a little
distance up Box Elder。 It approached deliberately; while he watched for
the vehicle to emerge upon the open where his cabin stood; and then they
came; a man and a woman。 At sight of her Mr。 McLean half rose; but sat
down again。 Neither of them had noticed him; sitting as they were in
silence and the drowsiness of a long drive。 The man was weak…faced; with
good looks sallowed by dissipation; and a vanquished glance of the eye。
As the woman had stood on the platform at Separ; so she sat now; upright;
bold; and massive。 The brag of past beauty was a habit settled upon her
stolid features。 Both sat inattentive to each other and to everything
around them。 The wheels turned slowly and with a dry; dead noise; the
reins bellied loosely to the shafts; the horse's head hung low。 So they
drew close。 Then the man saw McLean; and color came into his face and
went away。
〃Good…evening;〃 said he; clearing his throat。 〃We he