the house behind the cedars(雪松后的房子)-第6部分
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Warwick the Kingmaker； and upon leaving home had chosen it for his own。
He was a new man； but he had the blood of an old race； and he would
select for his own one of its worthy names。 Overhead loomed the same
smoky beams； decorated with what might have been； from all appearances；
the same bunches of dried herbs； the same strings of onions and red
peppers。 Over in the same corner stood the same spinning…wheel； and
through the open door of an adjoining room he saw the old loom； where in
childhood he had more than once thrown the shuttle。 The kitchen was
different from the stately dining…room of the old colonial mansion where
he now lived； but it was homelike； and it was familiar。 The sight of it
moved his heart； and he felt for the moment a sort of a blind anger against
the fate which made it necessary that he should visit the home of his
childhood； if at all； like a thief in the night。 But he realized； after a
moment； that the thought was pure sentiment； and that one who had gained
so much ought not to complain if he must give up a little。 He who would
climb the heights of life must leave even the pleasantest valleys behind。
〃Rena；〃 asked her mother； 〃how'd you like to go an' pay yo'r brother
John a visit？ I guess I might spare you for a little while。〃
The girl's eyes lighted up。 She would not have gone if her mother
had wished her to stay； but she would always have regarded this as the lost
opportunity of her life。
〃Are you sure you don't care； mamma？〃 she asked； hoping and yet
doubting。
〃Oh； I'll manage to git along somehow or other。 You can go an' stay
till you git homesick； an' then John'll let you come back home。〃
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But Mis' Molly believed that she would never come back； except； like
her brother； under cover of the night。 She must lose her daughter as well
as her son； and this should be the penance for her sin。 That her children
must expiate as well the sins of their fathers； who had sinned so lightly；
after the manner of men； neither she nor they could foresee； since they
could not read the future。
The next boat by which Warwick could take his sister away left early
in the morning of the next day but one。 He went back to his hotel with
the understanding that the morrow should be devoted to getting Rena
ready for her departure； and that Warwick would visit the household again
the following evening； for； as has been intimated； there were several
reasons why there should be no open relations between the fine gentleman
at the hotel and the women in the house behind the cedars； who； while
superior in blood and breeding to the people of the neighborhood in which
they lived； were yet under the shadow of some cloud which clearly shut
them out from the better society of the town。 Almost any resident could
have given one or more of these reasons； of which any one would have
been sufficient to most of them； and to some of them Warwick's mere
presence in the town would have seemed a bold and daring thing。
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III
THE OLD JUDGE
On the morning following the visit to his mother； Warwick visited the
old judge's office。 The judge was not in； but the door stood open； and
Warwick entered to await his return。 There had been fewer changes in
the office； where he had spent many； many hours； than in the town itself。
The dust was a little thicker； the papers in the pigeon…holes of the walnut
desk were a little yellower； the cobwebs in the corners a little more
aggressive。 The flies droned as drowsily and the murmur of the brook
below was just as audible。 Warwick stood at the rear window and looked
out over a familiar view。 Directly across the creek； on the low ground
beyond； might be seen the dilapidated stone foundation of the house where
once had lived Flora Macdonald； the Jacobite refugee； the most romantic
character of North Carolina history。 Old Judge Straight had had a tree
cut away from the creek…side opposite his window； so that this historic
ruin might be visible from his office； for the judge could trace the ties of
blood that connected him collaterally with this famous personage。 His
pamphlet on Flora Macdonald； printed for private circulation； was highly
prized by those of his friends who were fortunate enough to obtain a copy。
To the left of the window a placid mill…pond spread its wide expanse； and
to the right the creek disappeared under a canopy of overhanging trees。
A footstep sounded in the doorway； and Warwick； turning； faced the
old judge。 Time had left greater marks upon the lawyer than upon his
office。 His hair was whiter； his stoop more pronounced； when he spoke
to Warwick； his voice had some of the shrillness of old age； and in his
hand； upon which the veins stood out prominently； a decided tremor was
perceptible。
〃Good…morning； Judge Straight；〃 said the young man； removing his
hat with the graceful Southern deference of the young for the old。
〃Good…morning； sir；〃 replied the judge with equal courtesy。
〃You don't remember me； I imagine；〃 suggested Warwick。
〃Your face seems familiar；〃 returned the judge cautiously； 〃but I
cannot for the moment recall your name。 I shall be glad to have you
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refresh my memory。〃
〃I was John Walden； sir； when you knew me。〃
The judge's face still gave no answering light of recognition。
〃Your old office…boy；〃 continued the younger man。
〃Ah； indeed； so you were！〃 rejoined the judge warmly； extending his
hand with great cordiality； and inspecting Warwick more closely through
his spectacles。 〃Let me seeyou went away a few years before the war；
wasn't it？〃
〃Yes； sir； to South Carolina。〃
〃Yes； yes； I remember now！ I had been thinking it was to the North。
So many things have happened since then； that it taxes an old man's
memory to keep track of them all。 Well； well！ and how have you been
getting along？〃
Warwick told his story in outline； much as he had given it to his
mother and sister； and the judge seemed very much interested。
〃And you married into a good family？〃 he asked。
〃Yes； sir。〃
〃And have children？〃
〃One。〃
〃And you are visiting your mother？〃
〃Not exactly。 I have seen her； but I am stopping at a hotel。〃
〃H'm！ Are you staying long？〃
〃I leave to…morrow。〃
〃It's well enough。 I wouldn't stay too long。 The people of a small
town are inquisitive about strangers； and some of them have long
memories。 I remember we went over the law； which was in your favor；
but custom is stronger than lawin these matters custom IS law。 It was a
great pity that your father did not make a will。 Well； my boy； I wish you
continued good luck； I imagined you would make your way。〃
Warwick went away； and the old judge sat for a moment absorbed in
reflection。 〃Right and wrong；〃 he mused； 〃must be eternal verities； but
our standards for measuring them vary with our latitude and our epoch。
We make our customs lightly； once made； like our sins； they grip us in
bands of steel； we become the creatures of our creations。 By one
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standard my old office…boy should never have been born。 Yet he is a son
of Adam； and came into existence in the way ordained by God from the
beginning of the world。 In equity he would seem to be entitled to his
chance in life； it might have been wiser； though； for him to seek it farther
afield than South Carolina。 It was too near home； even though the laws
were with him。〃
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IV
DOWN THE RIVER
Neither mother nor daughter slept a great deal during the night of
Warwick's first visit。 Mis' Molly anointed her sacrifice with tears and
cried herself to sleep。 Rena's emotions were more conflicting； she was
sorry to leave her mother； but glad to go with her brother。 The mere
journey she was about to make was a great event for the two women to
contemplate； to say nothing of the golden vision that lay beyond； for
neither of them had ever been out of the town or its vicini
