redgauntlet-第66部分
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to light two candles which stood on the table; asked if Alan would choose anything to eat; recommending; at all events; a slug of brandy to keep out the night air。 Fairford declined both; but inquired after his baggage。
'The old master will take care of that himself;' said Job Rutledge; and drawing back in the direction in which he had entered; he vanished from the farther end of the apartment; by a mode which the candles; still shedding an imperfect light; gave Alan no means of ascertaining。 Thus the adventurous young lawyer was left alone in the apartment to which he had been conducted by so singular a passage。
In this condition; it was Alan's first employment to survey; with some accuracy; the place where he was; and accordingly; having trimmed the lights; he walked slowly round the apartment; examining its appearance and dimensions。 It seemed to be such a small dining…parlour as is usually found in the house of the better class of artisans; shopkeepers; and such persons; having a recess at the upper end; and the usual furniture of an ordinary description。 He found a door; which he endeavoured to open; but it was locked on the outside。 A corresponding door on the same side of the apartment admitted him into a closet; upon the front shelves of which were punch…bowls; glasses; tea…cups; and the like; while on one side was hung a horseman's greatcoat of the coarsest materials; with two great horse…pistols peeping out of the pocket; and on the floor stood a pair of well…spattered jack… boots; the usual equipment of the time; at least for long journeys;
Not greatly liking the contents of the closet; Alan Fairford shut the door; and resumed his scrutiny round the walls of the apartment; in order to discover the mode of Job Rutledge's retreat。 The secret passage was; however; too artificially concealed; and the young lawyer had nothing better to do than to meditate on the singularity of his present situation。 He had long known that the excise laws had occasioned an active contraband trade betwixt Scotland and England; which then; as now; existed; and will continue to exist until the utter abolition of the wretched system which establishes an inequality of duties betwixt the different parts of the same kingdom; a system; be it said in passing; mightily resembling the conduct of a pugilist; who should tie up one arm that he might fight the better with the other。 But Fairford was unprepared for the expensive and regular establishments by which the illicit traffic was carried on; and could not have conceived that the capital employed in it should have been adequate to the erection of these extensive buildings; with all their contrivances for secrecy of communication。 He was musing on these circumstances; not without some anxiety for the progress of his own journey; when suddenly; as he lifted his eyes; he discovered old Mr。 Trumbull at the upper end of the apartment; bearing in one hand a small bundle; in the other his dark lantern; the light of which; as he advanced; he directed full upon Fairford's countenance。
Though such an apparition was exactly what he expected; yet he did not see the grim; stern old man present himself thus suddenly without emotion; especially when he recollected; what to a youth of his pious education was peculiarly shocking; that the grizzled hypocrite was probably that instant arisen from his knees to Heaven; for the purpose of engaging in the mysterious transactions of a desperate and illegal trade。
The old man; accustomed to judge with ready sharpness of the physiognomy of those with whom he had business; did not fail to remark something like agitation in Fairford's demeanour。 'Have ye taken the rue?' said he。 'Will ye take the sheaf from the mare; and give up the venture?'
'Never!' said Fairford; firmly; stimulated at once by his natural spirit; and the recollection of his friend; 'never; while I have life and strength to follow it out!'
'I have brought you;' said Trumbull; 'a clean shirt; and some stockings; which is all the baggage you can conveniently carry; and I will cause one of the lads lend you a horseman's coat; for it is ill sailing or riding without one; and; touching your valise; it will be as safe in my poor house; were it full of the gold of Ophir; as if it were in the depth of the mine。' 'I have no doubt of it;' said Fairford。
'And now;' said Trumbull; again; 'I pray you to tell me by what name I am to name you to Nanty (which is Antony) Ewart?'
'By the name of Alan Fairford;' answered the young lawyer。
'But that;' said Mr。 Trumbull; in reply; 'is your own proper name and surname。'
'And what other should I give?' said the young man; 'do you think I have any occasion for an alias? And; besides; Mr。 Trumbull;' added Alan; thinking a little raillery might intimate confidence of spirit; 'you blessed yourself; but a little while since; that you had no acquaintance with those who defiled their names so far as to be obliged to change them。'
'True; very true;' said Mr。 Trumbull; 'nevertheless; young man; my grey hairs stand unreproved in this matter; for; in my line of business; when I sit under my vine and my fig…tree; exchanging the strong waters of the north for the gold which is the price thereof; I have; I thank Heaven; no disguises to keep with any man; and wear my own name of Thomas Trumbull; without any chance that the same may be polluted。 Whereas; thou; who art to journey in miry ways; and amongst a strange people; mayst do well to have two names; as thou hast two shirts; the one to keep the other clean。'
Here he emitted a chuckling grunt; which lasted for two vibrations of the pendulum exactly; and was the only approach towards laughter in which old Turnpenny; as he was nicknamed; was ever known to indulge。
'You are witty; Mr。 Trumbull;' said Fairford; 'but jests are no argumentsI shall keep my own name。'
'At your own pleasure;' said the merchant; 'there is but one name which;' &c。 &c; &c。
We will not follow the hypocrite through the impious cant which he added; in order to close the subject。
Alan followed him; in silent abhorrence; to the recess in which the beaufet was placed; and which was so artificially made as to conceal another of those traps with which the whole building abounded。 This concealment admitted them to the same winding passage by which the young lawyer had been brought thither。 The path which they now took amid these mazes; differed from the direction in which he had been guided by Rutledge。 It led upwards; and terminated beneath a garret window。 Trumbull opened it; and with more agility than his age promised; clambered out upon the leads。 If Fairford's journey had been hitherto in a stifled and subterranean atmosphere; it was now open; lofty; and airy enough; for he had to follow his guide over leads and slates; which the old smuggler traversed with the dexterity of a cat。 It is true; his course was facilitated by knowing exactly where certain stepping…places and holdfasts were placed; of which Fairford could not so readily avail himself; but; after a difficult and somewhat perilous progress along the roofs of two or three houses; they at length descended by a skylight into a garret room; and from thence by the stairs into a public…house; for such it appeared; by the ringing of bells; whistling for waiters and attendance; bawling of 'House; house; here!' chorus of sea songs; and the like noises。
Having descended to the second story; and entered a room there in which there was a light; old Mr。 Trumbull rang the bell of the apartment thrice; with an interval betwixt each; during which he told deliberately the number twenty。 Immediately after the third ringing the landlord appeared; with stealthy step; and an appearance of mystery on his buxom visage。 He greeted Mr。 Trumbull; who was his landlord as it proved; with great respect; and expressed some surprise at seeing him so late; as he termed it; 'on Saturday e'en。'
'And I; Robin Hastie;' said the landlord to the tenant; am more surprised than pleased; to hear sae muckle din in your house; Robie; so near the honourable Sabbath; and I must mind you that it is contravening the terms of your tack; whilk stipulates that you should shut your public on Saturday at nine o'clock; at latest。'
'Yes; sir;' said Robin Hastie; no way alarmed at the gravity of the rebuke; 'but you must take tent that I have admitted naebody but you; Mr。 Trumbull (who by the way admitted yoursell); since nine o'clock for the most of the folk have been here for several hours about the lading; and so on; of the brig。 It is not full tide yet; and I cannot put the men out into the street。 If I did; they would go to some other public; and their souls would be nane the better; and my purse muckle the waur; for how am I to pay the rent if I do not sell the liquor?'
'Nay; then;' said Thomas Trumbull; 'if it is a work of necessity; and in the honest independent way of business; no doubt there is balm in Gilead。 But prithee; Robin; wilt thou see if Nanty Ewart be; as is most likely; amongst these unhappy topers; and if so; let him step this way cannily; and speak to me and this young gentleman。 And it's dry talking; Robinyou must minister to us a bowl of punchye ken my gage;'
'From a mutchkin to a gallon; I ken your honour's taste; Mr。 Thomas Trumbull;' said mine host; 'and ye shall hang me over the signpost if there be a drap mair lemon or a curn less sugar than just suits you。 There are three of youyou will be for the auld Scots peremptory pint…stoup for the success of the voyage?' 'The Scottish pint of liquid measure comprehends four English measures of the same denomination。 The jest is well known of my poor countryman; who; driven to extremity by the raillery of the Southern; on the small denomination of the Scottish coin; at length answered; 'Aye; aye! But the deil tak them that has the LEAST PINT…STOUP。''
'Better pray for it than drink for it; Robin;' said Mr。 Trumbull。 'Yours is a dangerous trade; Robin; it hurts mony a anebaith host and guest。 But ye will get the blue bowl; Robinthe blue bowlthat will sloken all their drouth; and prevent the sinful repetition of whipping for an eke of a Saturday at e'en。 Aye; Robin; it is a pity of Nanty EwartNanty likes the turnin