the ragged trousered philanthropists-第102部分
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Crass … who had engaged the brakes … had arranged with the drivers that the cortege should pass through the street where he and Easton lived； and as they went by Mrs Crass was standing at the door with the two young men lodgers； who waved their handkerchiefs and shouted greetings。 A little further on Mrs Linden and Easton's wife were standing at the door to see them go by。 In fact； the notes of the coachman's horn alarmed most of the inhabitants； who crowded to their windows and doors to gaze upon the dismal procession as it passed。
The mean streets of Windley were soon left far behind and they found themselves journeying along a sunlit； winding road； bordered with hedges of hawthorn； holly and briar； past rich； brown fields of standing corn； shimmering with gleams of gold； past apple…orchards where bending boughs were heavily loaded with mellow fruits exhaling fragrant odours； through the cool shades of lofty avenues of venerable oaks； whose overarched and interlacing branches formed a roof of green； gilt and illuminated with quivering spots and shafts of sunlight that filtered through the trembling leaves； over old mossy stone bridges； spanning limpid streams that duplicated the blue sky and the fleecy clouds； and then again； stretching away to the horizon on every side over more fields； some rich with harvest； others filled with drowsing cattle or with flocks of timid sheep that scampered away at the sound of the passing carriages。 Several times they saw merry little companies of rabbits frisking gaily in and out of the hedges or in the fields beside the sheep and cattle。 At intervals； away in the distance； nestling in the hollows or amid sheltering trees； groups of farm buildings and stacks of hay； and further on； the square ivy…clad tower of an ancient church； or perhaps a solitary windmill with its revolving sails alternately flashing and darkening in the rays of the sun。 Past thatched wayside cottages whose inhabitants came out to wave their hands in friendly greeting。 Past groups of sunburnt； golden…haired children who climbed on fences and five…barred gates； and waved their hats and cheered； or ran behind the brakes for the pennies the men threw down to them。
From time to time the men in the brakes made half…hearted attempts at singing； but it never came to much； because most of them were too hungry and miserable。 They had not had time to take any dinner and would not have taken any even if they had the time； for they wished to reserve their appetites for the banquet at the Queen Elizabeth； which they expected to reach about half past three。 However； they cheered up a little after the first halt … at the Blue Lion； where most of them got down and had a drink。 Some of them； including the Semi…drunk； Ned Dawson； Bill Bates and Joe Philpot … had two or three drinks； and felt so much happier for them that； shortly after they started off again； sounds of melody were heard from the brake the three first named rode in … the one presided over by Crass … but it was not very successful； and even after the second halt … about five miles further on … at the Warrior's Head； they found it impossible to sing with any heartiness。 Fitful bursts of song arose from time to time from each of the brakes in turn； only to die mournfully away。 It is not easy to sing on an empty stomach even if one has got a little beer in it； and so it was with most of them。 They were not in a mood to sing； or to properly appreciate the scenes through which they were passing。 They wanted their dinners； and that was the reason why this long ride； instead of being a pleasure； became after a while； a weary journey that seemed as if it were never coming to an end。
The next stop was at the Bird in Hand； a wayside public house that stood all by itself in a lonely hollow。 The landlord was a fat； jolly…looking man； and there were several customers in the bar … men who looked like farm…labourers； but there were no other houses to be seen anywhere。 This extraordinary circumstance exercised the minds of our travellers and formed the principal topic of conversation until they arrived at the Dew Drop Inn； about half an hour afterwards。 The first brake； containing Rushton and his friends； passed on without stopping here。 The occupants of the second brake； which was only a little way behind the first； were divided in opinion whether to stop or go on。 Some shouted out to the driver to pull up； others ordered him to proceed； and more were undecided which course to pursue … a state of mind that was not shared by the coachman； who； knowing that if they stopped somebody or other would be sure to stand him a drink； had no difficulty whatever in coming to a decision； but drew rein at the inn； an example that was followed by both the other carriages as they drove up。
It was a very brief halt； not more than half the men getting down at all； and those who remained in the brakes grumbled so much at the delay that the others drank their beer as quickly as possible and the journey was resumed once more； almost in silence。 No attempts at singing； no noisy laughter； they scarcely spoke to each other； but sat gloomily gazing out over the surrounding country。
Instructions had been given to the drivers not to stop again till they reached the Queen Elizabeth； and they therefore drove past the World Turned Upside Down without stopping； much to the chagrin of the landlord of that house； who stood at the door with a sickly smile upon his face。 Some of those who knew him shouted out that they would give him a call on their way back； and with this he had to be content。
They reached the long…desired Queen Elizabeth at twenty minutes to four； and were immediately ushered into a large room where a round table and two long ones were set for dinner … and they were set in a manner worthy of the reputation of the house。
The cloths that covered the tables and the serviettes； arranged fanwise in the drinking glasses； were literally as white as snow； and about a dozen knives and forks and spoons were laid for each person。 Down the centre of the table glasses of delicious yellow custard and cut…glass dishes of glistening red and golden jelly alternated with vases of sweet…smelling flowers。
The floor of the dining…room was covered with oilcloth … red flowers on a pale yellow ground； the pattern was worn off in places； but it was all very clean and shining。 Whether one looked at the walls with the old…fashioned varnished oak paper； or at the glossy piano standing across the corner near the white…curtained window； at the shining oak chairs or through the open casement doors that led into the shady garden beyond； the dominating impression one received was that everything was exquisitely clean。
The landlord announced that dinner would be served in ten minutes； and while they were waiting some of them indulged in a drink at the bar … just as an appetizer … whilst the others strolled in the garden or； by the landlord's invitation； looked over the house。 Amongst other places； they glanced into the kitchen； where the landlady was superintending the preparation of the feast； and in this place； with its whitewashed walls and red…tiled floor； as in every other part of the house； the same absolute cleanliness reigned supreme。
‘It's a bit differint from the Royal Caff； where we got the sack； ain't it？' remarked the Semi…drunk to Bill Bates as they made their way to the dining…room in response to the announcement that dinner was ready。
‘Not arf！' replied Bill。
Rushton； with Didlum and Grinder and his other friends； sat at the round table near the piano。 Hunter took the head of the longer of the other two tables and Crass the foot； and on either side of Crass were Bundy and Slyme； who had acted with him as the Committee who had arranged the Beano。 Payne； the foreman carpenter； occupied the head of the other table。
The dinner was all that could be desired； it was almost as good as the kind of dinner that is enjoyed every day by those persons who are too lazy to work but are cunning enough to make others work for them。
There was soup； several entrees； roast beef； boiled mutton； roast turkey； roast goose； ham； cabbage； peas； beans and sweets galore； plum pudding； custard； jelly； fruit tarts； bread and cheese and as much beer or lemonade as they liked to pay for； the drinks being an extra； and afterwards the waiters brought in cups of coffee for those who desired it。 Everything was up to the knocker； and although they were somewhat bewildered by the multitude of knives and forks； they all； with one or two exceptions； rose to the occasion and enjoyed themselves famously。 The excellent decorum observed being marred only by one or two regrettable incidents。 The first of these occurred almost as soon as they sat down； when Ned Dawson who； although a big strong fellow； was not able to stand much beer； not being used to it； was taken ill and had to be escorted from the room by his mate Bundy and another man。 They left him somewhere outside and he came back again about ten minutes afterwards； much better but looking rather pale； and took his seat with the others。
The turkeys； the roast beef and the boiled mutton； the peas and beans and the cabbage； disappeared with astonishing rapidity； which was not to be wondered at； for they were all very hungry from the long drive； and nearly everyone made a point of having at least one helping of everything there was to be had。 Some of them went in for two lots of soup。 Then for the next course； boiled mutton and ham or turkey： then some roast beef and goose。 Then a little more boiled mutton with a little roast beef。 Each of the three boys devoured several times his own weight of everything； to say nothing of numerous bottles of lemonade and champagne ginger beer。
Crass frequently paused to mop the perspiration from his face and neck with his serviette。 In fact everybody had a good time。 There was enough and to spare of everything to eat； the beer was of the best； and all the time； amid the rattle of the crockery and the knives and forks； the proceedings were enlivened by many jests and flashes of wit that continuously kept the table in a roar。
‘Chuck us over another dollop of that there white stuff； Bob；' shouted the Semi…dr
