christie johnstone-第13部分

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an'　then　sent　him　wi'　a　puckle　o'　her　ain　siller　to　Veeneece；　and
Antoniothink　o'　that；　lassiespairted　on　their　wedding…day。〃

_Lizzy　Johnstone；　a　Fishwife；　aged　12。_　〃Hech！　hech！　it's　lamentable。〃

_Jean　Carnie。_　〃I'm　saying；　mairriage　is　quick　wark；　in　some　pairtshere
there's　an　awfu'　trouble　to　get　a　man。〃

_A　young　Fishwife。_　〃Ay；　is　there。〃

_Omnes。_　〃Haw！　haw！　haw！〃　（The　fish…wife　hides。）

_Christie。_　〃Fill　your　taupsels；　lads　and　lasses；　and　awa　to　Veneece。〃

_Sandy　Liston　（sturdily）。_　〃I'll　no　gang　to　sea　this　day。〃

_Christie。_　〃Noo；　we　are　in　the　hall　o'　judgment。　Here　are　set　the
judges；　awfu'　to　behold；　there；　on　his　throne；　presides　the　Juke。〃

_Flucker。_　〃She's　awa　to　her　Ennglish。〃

_Lizzy　Johnstone。_　〃Did　we　come　to　Veeneece　to　speak　Scoetch；　ye　useless
fule？〃

_Christie。_　〃Here；　pale　and　hopeless；　but　resigned；　stands　the　broken
mairchant；　Antonio；　there；　wi　scales　and　knives；　and　revenge　in　his
murderin'　eye；　stands　the　crewel　Jew　Shylock。〃

〃Aweel；〃　muttered　Sandy；　considerately；　〃I'll　no　mak　a　disturbance　on　a
wedding　day。〃

_Christie。_　〃They　wait　for　BellI　dinna　mind　his　minda　laerned　lawyer；
ony　way；　he's　sick；　but　sends　ane　mair　laerned　still；　and；　when　this　ane
comes；　he　looks　not　older　nor　wiser　than　mysel。〃

_Flucker。_　〃No　possible！〃

_Christie。_　〃Ye　needna　be　sae　sarcy；　Flucker；　for　when　he　comes　to　his
wark　he　soon　lets　'em　kenruns　his　een　like　lightening　ower　the　boend。
'This　bond's　forfeit。　Is　Antonio　not　able　to　dischairge　the　money？'　'Ay！'
cries　Bassanio；　'here's　the　sum　thrice　told。'　Says　the　young　judge　in　a
bit　whisper　to　Shylock；　'Shylock；　there's　thrice　thy　money　offered　thee。
Be　mairceful；'　says　he；　out　loud。　'Wha'll　mak　me？'　says　the　Jew　body。
'Mak　ye！'　says　he；　'maircy　is　no　a　thing　ye　strain　through　a　sieve；　mon；
it　droppeth　like　the　gentle　dew　fra'　heaven　upon　the　place　beneath；　it
blesses　him　that　gives　and　him　that　taks；　it　becomes　the　king　better　than
his　throne；　and　airthly　power　is　maist　like　God's　power　when　maircy
seasons　justice。'〃

_Robert　Haw；　Fisherman。_　〃Dinna　speak　like　that　to　me；　onybody；　or　I
shall　gie　ye　my　boat；　and　fling　my　nets　intil　it；　as　ye　sail　awa　wi'
her。〃

_Jean　Carnie。_　〃Sae　he　let　the　puir　deevil　go。　Oh！　ye　ken　wha　could　stand
up　against　siccan　a　shower　o'　Ennglish　as　thaat。〃

_Christie。_　〃He　just　said；　'My　deeds　upon　my　heed。　I　claim　the　law；'　says
he；　'there　is　no　power　in　the　tongue　o'　man　to　alter　me。　I　stay　here　on
my　boend。'〃

_Sandy　Liston。_　〃I　hae　sat　quiet！quiet　I　hae　sat　against　my　will；　no　to
disturb　Jamie　Drysel's　weddin'；　but　ye　carry　the　game　ower　far；　Shylock；
my　lad。　I'll　just　give　yon　bluidy…minded　urang…utang　a　hidin'；　and　bring
Tony　off；　the　gude；　puir…spirited　creature。　And　him；　an'　me；　an'
Bassanee；　an'　Porshee；　we'll　all　hae　a　gill　thegither。〃

He　rose；　and　was　instantly　seized　by　two　of　the　company；　from　whom　he
burst　furiously；　after　a　struggle；　and　the　next　moment　was　heard　to　fall
clean　from　the　top　to　the　bottom　of　the　stairs。　Flucker　and　Jean　ran　out；
the　rest　appealed　against　the　interruption。

_Christie。_　〃Hech！　he's　killed。　Sandy　Liston's　brake　his　neck。〃

〃What　aboot　it；　lassy？〃　said　a　young　fisherman；　〃it's　Antonio　I'm　feared
for；　save　him；　lassy；　if　poessible；　but　I　doot　ye'll　no　get　him　clear　o'
yon　deevelich　heathen。

〃Auld　Sandy's　cheap　sairved；〃　added　he；　with　all　the　indifference　a　human
tone　could　convey。

〃Oh；　Cursty；〃　said　Lizzie　Johnstone；　with　a　peevish　accent；　〃dinna　break
the　bonny　yarn　for　naething。〃

_Flucker　（returning）。_　〃He's　a'　reicht。〃

_Christie。_　〃Is　he　no　dead？〃

_Flucker。_　〃Him　deed？　he's　soberthat's　a'　the　change　I　see。〃

_Christie。_　〃Can　he　speak？　I'm　asking　ye。〃

_Flucker。_　〃Yes；　he　can　speak。〃

_Christie。_　〃What　does　he　say；　puir　body？〃

_Flucker。_　〃He　sat　up；　an'　sought　a　gill　fra'　the　wifepuir　body！〃

_Christie。_　〃Hech！　hech！　he　was　my　pupil　in　the　airt　o'　sobriety！aweel；
the　young　judge　rises　to　deliver　the　sentence　of　the　coort。　Silence！〃
thundered　Christie。　A　lad　and　a　lass　that　were　slightly　flirting　were
discountenanced。

_Christie。_　〃'A　pund　o'　that　same　mairchant's　flesh　is　thine！　the　coort
awards　it；　and　the　law　does　give　it。'〃

_A　young　Fishwife。_　〃There；　I　thoucht　sae；　he's　gaun　to　cut　him；　he's
gaun　to　cut　him；　I'll　no　can　bide。〃　_（Exibat。）_

_Christie。_　〃There's　a　fulish　goloshen。　'Have　by　a　doctor　to　stop　the
blood。''I　see　nae　doctor　in　the　boend；'　says　the　Jew　body。〃

_Flucker。_　〃Bait　your　hook　wi'　a　boend；　and　ye　shall　catch　yon　carle's
saul；　Satin；　my　lad。〃

_Christie　（with　dismal　pathos）。_　〃Oh；　Flucker；　dinna　speak　evil　o'
deegnetiesthat's　maybe　fishing　for　yoursel'　the　noo！…'An'　ye　shall
cut　the　flesh　frae　off　his　breest。''A　sentence；'　says　Shylock；　'come；
prepare。'〃

Christie　made　a　dash　_en　Shylock；_　and　the　company　trembled。

_Christie。_　〃'Bide　a　wee；'　says　the　judge；　'this　boend　gies　ye　na　a　drap
o'　bluid；　the　words　expressly　are；　a　pund　o'　flesh！'〃

_（A　Dramatic　Pause。）_

_Jean　Carnie　（drawing　her　breath）。_　〃That's　into　your　mutton；　Shylock〃

_Christie　（with　dismal　pathos）。_　〃Oh；　Jean！　yon's　an　awfu'　voolgar
exprassion　to　come　fra'　a　woman's　mooth。〃

〃Could　ye　no　hae　said；　'intil　his　bacon'？〃　said　Lizzie　Johnstone；
confirming　the　remonstrance。

_Christie。_　〃'Then　tak　your　boend；　an'　your　pund　o'　flesh；　but　in　cutting
o'　't；　if　thou　dost　shed　one　drop　of　Christian　bluid；　thou　diest！'〃

_Jean　Carnie。_　〃Hech！〃

_Christie。_　〃'Thy　goods　are　by　the　laws　Veneece　con…fis…cate；
confiscate！'〃

Then；　like　an　artful　narrator；　she　began　to　wind　up　the　story　more
rapidly。

〃Sae　Shylock　got　to　be　no　sae　saucy。　'Pay　the　boend　thrice；'　says　he；
'and　let　the　puir　deevil　go。''Here　it's；'　says　Bassanio。Na！　the　young
judge　wadna　let　him。'He　has　refused　it　in　open　coort；　no　a　bawbee　for
Shylock　but　just　the　forfeiture；　an'　he　daur　na　tak　it。''I'm　awa'；'
says　he。　'The　deivil　tak　ye　a'。'Na！　he　wasna　to　win　clear　sae；　ance
they'd　gotten　the　Jew　on　the　hep；　they　worried　him；　like　good　Christians；
that's　a　fact。　The　judge　fand　a　law　that　fitted　him；　for　conspiring
against　the　life　of　a　citizen；　an'　he　behooved　to　give　up　hoose　an'
lands；　and　be　a　Christian；　yon　was　a　soor　draphe　tarned　no　weel；　puir
auld　villain；　an'　scairtit；　an'　the　lawyers　sent　ane　o'　their　weary
parchments　till　his　hoose；　and　the　puir　auld　heathen　signed　awa'　his
siller；　an'　Abraham；　an'　Isaac；　an'　Jacob；　on　the　heed　o'　't。　I　pity　him；
an　auld；　auld　man；　and　his　dochter　had　rin　off　wi'　a　Christian　ladthey
ca'　her　Jessica；　and　didn't　she　steal　his　very　diamond　ring　that　his　ain
lass　gied　him　when　he　was　young；　an'　maybe　no　sae　hard…hairted？〃

_Jean　Carnie。_　〃Oh；　the　jaud！　suppose　he　was　a　Jew；　it　was　na　her
business　to　clean　him　oot。〃

_A　young　Fishwife。_　〃Aweel；　it　was　only　a　Jew　body；　that's　my　comfort。〃

_Christie。_　〃Ye　speak　as　a　Jew　was　na　a　man；　has　not　a　Jew　eyes；　if　ye
please？〃

_Lizzy　Johnstone。_　〃Ay；　has　he！and　the　awfuest　lang　neb　atween　'em。〃

_Christie。_　〃Has　not　a　Jew　affections；　paassions；　organs？〃

_Jean。_　〃Na！　Christie；　thir　lads　comes　fr'　Italy！〃

_Christie。_　〃If　you　prick　him；　does　he　not　bleed？　if　you　tickle　him；　does
na　he　lauch？〃

_A　young　Fishwife　（pertly）。_　〃I　never　kittlet　a　Jew；　for　my　pairtsae
I'll　no　can　tell　ye。〃

_Christie。_　〃If　you　poison　him；　does　he　not　die？　and　if　you　wrang　him〃
（with　fury）　〃shall　he　not　revenge？〃

_Lizzie　Johnstone。_　〃Oh！　but　ye're　a　fearsome　lass。〃

_Christie。_　〃Wha'll　give　me　a　sang　for　my　bonny　yarn？〃

Lord　Ipsden；　who　had　been　an　unobserved　auditor　of　the　latter　part　of　the
tale；　here　inquired　whether　she　had　brought　her　book。

〃What'n　buik？〃

〃Your　music…book！〃

〃Here's　my　music…book；〃　said　Jean；　roughly　tapping　her　head。

〃And　here's　mines；〃　said　Christie；　birdly；　touching　her　bosom。

〃Richard；〃　said　she；　thoughtfully；　〃I　wish　ye　may　no　hae　been　getting　in
voolgar　company。　Div　ye　think　we　hae　minds　like　rinning　water？〃

_Flucker　（avec　malice）。_　〃And　tongues　like　the　mill…clack　abune　it？
Because　if　ye　think　sae；　captainye're　no　far　wrang！〃

_Christie。_　〃Na！　we　hae　na　muckle　gowd　maybe；　but　our　minds　are　gowden
vessels。〃

_Jean。_　〃Aha！　lad。〃

_Christie。_　〃They　are　not　saxpenny　sieves；　to　let　music　an'　meter
through；　and　leave　us　none　the　wiser　or　better。　Dinna　gang　in　low　voolgar
company；　or　you　a　lost　laddy。〃

_Ipsden。_　〃Vulgar；　again！　everybody　has　a　different　sense　for　that　word；
I　think。　What　is　vulgar？〃

_Christie。_　〃Voolgar　folk　sit　on　an　chair；　ane；　twa；　whiles　three　hours；
eatin'　an'　abune　drinkin'；　as　still　as　hoegs；　or　gruntin'　puir　every…day
clashes；　goessip；　rubbich；　when　ye　are　aside　them；　ye　might　as　weel　be
aside　a　cuddy；　they　canna　gie　ye　a　sang；　they　canna　gie　ye　a　story；　they
canna　think　ye　a　thoucht；　to　save　their　useless　lives；　that's　voolgar
folk。〃

She　sings。　〃A　caaller　herrin'！〃

_Jean。_　〃A　caaller　herrin'！〃

_Omnes。_

〃Come　buy　my　bonny　caaller　herrin'；　Six　a　penny　caaller　from　the　sea；〃
etc。

The　music　chimed　in；　and　the　moment　the　song　was　done；　without　pause；　or
anything　to　separate　or　chill　the　succession　of　the　arts；　the　fiddles
diverged　with　a　gallant　plunge　into　〃The　Dusty　Miller。〃　The　dancers　found
their　feet　by　an　instinct　as　rapid；　and　a　rattling　reel　shook　the　floor
like　thunder。　Jean　Carnie　assumed　the　privilege　of　a　bride；　and　seized
his　lordship；　Christie；　who　had　a　mind　to　dance　with　him　too；　took
Flucker　captive；　and　these　four　were　one　reel！　There　were　seven　others。

The　principle　of　reel　dancing　is　articulation；　the　foot　strikes　the
ground　for　every　_accented_　note　（and；　by　the　by；　it　is　their　weakness　of
accent　which　makes　all　English　reel　and　hornpipe　players　such　failures）。

And　in　the　best　steps　of　all；　which　it　has　in　common　with　the　hornpipe；
such　as　the　quick　〃heel　and　toe；〃　〃the　sailor's　fling；〃　and　the　〃double
shuffle；〃　the　foot　strikes　the　ground　for　every　_single_　note　of　the
instrument。

All　good　dancing　is　beautiful。

But　this　articulate　dancing；　compared　with　the　loose；　lawless　diffluence
of　motion　that　goes　by　that　name；　gives　me　（I　must　confess　it）　as　much
more　pleasure　as　articulate　singing　is　superior　to　tunes　played　on　the
voice　by　a　young　lady：

Or　the　clean　playing　of　my　mothe