the daisy chain, or aspirations-第149部分
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〃Eh? Good men don't like heiresseshere's a man who likes an
heiresstherefore here's a man that is not good? Ah; ha! Meta; you
can see that is false logic; though I've forgotten mine。 And pray;
miss; what are we to say to your uncle?〃
〃He cannot help it;〃 said Meta quickly。
〃Ha!〃 said the doctor; laughing; 〃we remember our twenty…one years;
do we?〃
〃I did not meanI hope I said nothing wrong;〃 said Meta; in blushing
distress。 〃Only after what you said; I can care for nothing else。〃
〃If I could only thank him;〃 said Norman fervently。
〃I believe you know how to do that; my boy;〃 said Dr。 May; looking
tenderly at the fairy figure between them; and ending with a sigh;
remembering; perhaps; the sense of protection with which he had felt
another Margaret lean on his arm。
The clatter of horses' hoofs caused Meta to withdraw her hand; and
Norman to retreat to his own side of the lane; as Sir Henry
Walkinghame and his servant overtook them。
〃We will be in good time for the proceedings;〃 called out the doctor。
〃Tell them we are coming。〃
〃I did not know you were walking;〃 said Sir Henry to Meta。
〃It is pleasant in the plantations;〃 Dr。 May answered for her; 〃but I
am afraid we are late; and our punctual friends will be in despair。
Will you kindly say we are at hand?〃
Sir Henry rode on; finding that he was not to be allowed to walk his
horse with them; and that Miss Rivers had never looked up。
〃Poor Sir Henry!〃 said Dr。 May。
〃He has no right to be surprised;〃 said Meta; very low。
〃And so you were marching right upon Drydale!〃 continued Dr。 May; not
able to help laughing。 〃It was a happy dispensation that I met you。〃
〃Oh; I am so glad of it!〃 said Meta。
〃Though to be sure you were disarming suspicion by so cautiously
keeping the road between you。 I should never have guessed what you
had been at。〃
There was a little pause; then Meta said; rather tremulously;
〃PleaseI think it should be known at once。〃
〃Our idle deeds confessed without loss of time; miss?〃
Norman came across the path; saying; 〃Meta is rightit should be
known。〃
〃I don't think Uncle Cosham would object; especially hearing it while
he is here;〃 said Meta 〃and if he knew what you told us。〃
〃He goes to…morrow; does he not?〃 said Dr。 May。
A silence of perplexity ensued。 Meta; brave as she was; hardly knew
her uncle enough to volunteer; and Norman was privately devising a
beginning by the way of George; when Dr。 May said; 〃Well; since it is
not a case for putting Ethel in the forefront; I must e'en get it
over for you; I suppose。〃
〃Oh; thank you;〃 they cried both at once; feeling that he was the
proper person in every way; and Norman added; 〃The sooner the better;
if Meta〃
〃Oh; yes; yes; the sooner the better;〃 exclaimed Meta。 〃And let me
tell Florapoor dear Florashe is always so kind。〃
A testimony that was welcome to Dr。 May; who had once; at least; been
under the impression that Flora courted Sir Henry's attentions to her
sister…in…law。
Further consultation was hindered by Tom and Blanche bursting upon
them from the common; both echoing Norman's former reproach of 〃A
pretty guide!〃 and while Blanche explained the sufferings of all the
assembly at their tardiness; Tom; without knowing it; elucidated what
had been a mystery to the doctor; namely; how they ever met; by his
indignation at Norman's having assumed the guidance for which he was
so unfit。
〃A shocking leader; Meta will never trust him again;〃 said Dr。 May。
Still Blanche thought them not nearly sufficiently sensible of their
enormities; and preached eagerly about their danger of losing
standing…room; when they emerged on the moor; and beheld a crowd;
above whose heads rose the apex of a triangle; formed by three poles;
sustaining a rope and huge stone。
〃Here comes Dr。 Spencer;〃 she said。 〃I hope he will scold you。〃
Whatever Dr。 Spencer might have suffered; he was far too polite to
scold; and a glance between the two physicians ended in a merry
twinkle of his bright eyes。
〃This way;〃 he said; 〃we are all ready。〃
〃But where's my little Daisy?〃 said Dr。 May。
〃You'll see her in a minute。 She is as good as gold。〃
He drew them on up the bankpeople making way for themtill he had
stationed them among the others of their own party; beside the deep
trench that traced the foundation; around a space that seemed far too
small。
Nearly at the same moment began the soft clear sound of chanting
wafted upon the wind; then dying awaycarried off by some eddying
breeze; then clear; and coming nearer and nearer。
I will not suffer mine eyes to sleep;
Nor mine eye…lids to slumber:
Neither the temples of my head to take any rest;
Until I find out a place for the temple of the Lord:
An habitation for the mighty God of Jacob。
Few; who knew the history of Cocksmoor; could help glancing towards
the slight girl; who stood; with bent head; her hand clasped over
little Aubrey's; while; all that was not prayer and thanksgiving in
her mind; was applying the words to him; whose head rested in the
Pacific isle; while; in the place which he had chosen; was laid the
foundation of the temple that he had given unto the Lord。
There came forth the procession: the minster choristers; Dr。 Spencer
as architect; and; in her white dress; little Gertrude; led between
Harry and Hector; Margaret's special choice for the occasion; and
followed by the Stoneborough clergy。
Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness。
It came in well with the gentle; meek; steadfast face of the young
curate of Cocksmoor; as he moved on in his white robe; and the
sunlight shone upon his fair hair; and calm brow; thankful for the
past; and hoping; more than fearing; for the future。
The prayers were said; and there was a pause; while Dr。 Spencer and
the foreman advanced to the machine and adjusted it。 The two youths
then led forward the little girl; her innocent face and large blue
eyes wearing a look of childish obedient solemnity; only half
understanding what she did; yet knowing it was something great。
It was very pretty to see her in the midst of the little gathering
round the foundation; the sturdy workman smiling over his hod of
mortar; Dr。 Spencer's silver locks touching her flaxen curls as he
held the shining trowel to her; and Harry's bright head and hardy
face; as he knelt on one knee to guide the little soft hand; while
Hector stood by; still and upright; his eyes fixed far away; as if
his thoughts were roaming to the real founder。
The Victoria coins were placedGertrude scooped up the mass of
mortar; and spread it about with increasing satisfaction; as it went
so smoothly and easily; prolonging the operation; till Harry drew her
back; while; slowly down creaked the ponderous corner…stone into the
bed that she had prepared for it; and; with a good will; she gave
three taps on it with her trowel。
Harry had taken her hand; when; at the sight of Dr。 May; she broke
from him; and; as if taking sudden fright at her own unwonted part;
ran; at full speed; straight up to her father; and clung to him;
hiding her face as he raised her in his arms and kissed her。
Meanwhile the strain arose:
Thou heavenly; new Jerusalem;
Vision of peace; in Prophet's dream;
With living stones; built up on high;
And rising to the starry sky
The blessing of peace seemed to linger softly and gently in the
fragrant summer breeze; and there was a pause ere the sounds of
voices awoke again。
〃Etheldred〃 Mr。 Wilmot stood beside her; ere going to unrobe in the
school 〃Etheldred; you must once let me say; God bless you for
this。〃
As she knelt beside her sister's sofa; on her return home; Margaret
pressed something into her hand。 〃If you please; dearest; give this
to Dr。 Spencer; and ask him to let it be set round the stem of the
chalice;〃 she whispered。
Ethel recognised Alan Ernescliffe's pearl hoop; the betrothal ring;
and looked at her sister without a word。
〃I wish it;〃 said Margaret gently。 〃I shall like best to know it
there。〃
So Margaret joined in Alan's offering; and Ethel dared say no more;
as she thought how the 〃relic of a frail love lost〃 was becoming the
〃token of endless love begun。〃 There was more true union in this;
than in clinging to the mere tangible emblemfor broken and weak is
all affection that is not knit together above in the One Infinite
Love。
CHAPTER XXIII。
Of lowly fields you think no scorn;
Yet gayest gardens would adorn;
And grace wherever set;
Home; seated in your lowly bower;
Or wedded; a transplanted flower;
I bless you; Margaret。CHARLES LAMB。
George Rivers had an antipathy to ladies' last words keeping the
horses standing; and his wife and sister dutifully seated themselves
in the carriage at once; without an attempt to linger。
Four of the young gentlemen were to walk across to Abbotstoke and
dine at the Grange; and Tom; who; reasoning from analogy; had sent on
his black tie and agate studs; was so dismally disconcerted on
finding that Norman treated his own going as a matter of course; that
Richard; whose chief use of his right of primogeniture was to set
himself aside; discovered that he was wanted at home; and that Tom
would be much better at the Grange; offering; at the same time; to
send Norman's dressing things by Dr。 Spencer。
〃Which;〃 observed Thomas; 〃he would never have recollected for
himself。〃
〃Tom would have had to lend him the precious studs。〃〃He would not
have had them; who would wear imitation?〃 〃I say; Tom; what did you
give for them?〃 〃Better ask what the Jew gave for them; that bought
them at Windsor Fair; not a bad imitation; eitherpity they weren't
Malachite; but; no doubt; the Jew thought green would be personal。〃
〃As if they had any business to talk; who didn't know a respectable
stud when they saw itHarry; especially; with his hat set on the
back of his head; like a sailor on the stage〃(a leap to set it to
rightsa skirmish; knocking Tom nearly into the ditch)。 〃Fine
experience of the stageall came from Windsor Fair。〃 〃Ay;