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CHAPTER 3
The Night Shadows
Wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration, when enter a great city by night, that every one of those darkly clustered houses encloses its own secret; that every room in every one of them encloses its own secret; that every beating heart in the hundreds of thousands of breasts there, is, if some of its imaginings, a secret to the heart nearest it! Something of the awfulness, even of Death itself, is referable to this. No more can I turn the leaves of this dear book that loved, and vainly hope in time to read it all. No more can I look into the depths of this unfathomable water, wherein as momentary1 lights glanced into it, I have had glimpses of buried treasure and other things submerged. It was appointed that the book should shut with a spring, for ever and for ever, when I had read but a page. It was appointed that the water should be locked in an eternal frost, when the light was playing on its surface, and I stood in ignorance on the shore. My friend is dead, my neighbour is dead, my love the darling of my soul, is dead; it is the inexorable consolidation2 and perpetuation3 of the secret that was always in that individuality, and which I shall carry in mine to my life's end. In any of the burial-places of this city through which I pass, is there a sleeper4 more inscrutable than it busy inhabitants are, in their innermost personality, to me or than I am to them?
As to this, his natural and not to be alienated5 inheritance the messenger on horseback had exactly the same possession as the King, the first Minister of State, or the richest merchant in London. So with the three passengers shut up i' the narrow compass of one lumbering6 old mail-coach; the were mysteries to one another, as complete as if each ha been in his own coach and six, or his own coach and sixty, with the breadth of a county between him and the next.
The messenger rode back at an easy trot7, stopping pretty often at ale-houses by the way to drink, but evincing tendency to keep his own counsel, and to keep his hat cocked over his eyes. He had eyes that assorted8 very well with that decoration, being of a surface black, with no depth in the colour or form, and much too near together--as if they were afraid of being found out in something, singly, if they kept too far apart. They had a sinister9 expression, under an old cocked-hat like a three-cornered spittoon, and over a great muffler for the chin and throat, which descended10 nearly to the wearer's knees. When he stopped for drink, he moved this muffler with his left hand, only while he poured his liquor in with his right; as soon as that was done, he muffled11 again.
No, Jerry, no!' said the messenger, harping12 on one theme as he rode. `It wouldn't do for you, Jerry. Jerry, you honest tradesman, it wouldn't suit your line of business! Recalled--! Bust13 me if I don't think he'd been a drinking!'
His message perplexed14 his mind to that degree that he was fain, several times, to take off his hat to scratch his head. Except on the crown, which was raggedly15 bald, he had stiff black hair, standing16 jaggedly all over it, and growing down hill almost to his broad, blunt nose. It was so like smith's work, so much more like the top of a strongly spiked17 wall than a head of hair, that the best of players at leap-frog might have declined him, as the most dangerous man in the world to go over.
While he trotted18 back with the message he was to deliver to the night watchman in his box at the door of Tellson's Bank, by Temple Bar, who was to deliver it to greater authorities within, the shadows of the night took such shapes to him as arose out of the message, and took such shapes to the mare19 as arose out of her private topics of uneasiness. They seemed to be numerous, for she shied at every shadow on the road.
What time, the mail-coach lumbered20, jolted21, rattled23, and bumped upon its tedious way, with its three fellow-inscrutables inside. To whom, likewise, the shadows of the night revealed themselves, in the forms their dozing24 eyes and wandering thoughts suggested.
Tellson's Bank had a run upon it in the mail. As the bank passenger--with an arm drawn25 through the leathern strap26, which did what lay in it to keep him from pounding against the next passenger, and driving him into his comer, whenever the coach got a special jolt--nodded in his place, with half-shut eyes, the little coach-windows, and the coach-lamp dimly gleaming through them, and the bulky bundle of opposite passenger, became the bank, and did a great stroke of business. The rattle22 of the harness was the chink of money, and more drafts were honoured in five minutes than even Tellson's, with all its foreign and home connexion, ever paid in thrice the time. Then the strong-rooms underground, at Tellson's, with such of their valuable stores and secrets as were known to the passenger (and it was not a little that he knew about them), opened before him, and he went in among them with the great keys and the feebly-burning candle, and found them safe, and strong, and sound, and still, just as he had last seen them.
But, though the bank was almost always with him, and though the coach (in a confused way, like the presence of pain under an opiate) was always with him, there was another current of impression that never ceased to run, all through the night. He was on his way to dig some one out of a grave.
Now, which of the multitude of faces that showed themselves before him was the true face of the buried person, the shadows of the night did not indicate; but they were all the faces of a man of five-and-forty by years, and they differed principally in the passions they expressed, and in the ghastliness of their worn and wasted state. Pride, contempt, defiance27, stubbornness, submission28, lamentation29, succeeded one another; so did varieties of sunken cheek, cadaverous colour, emaciated30 hands and figures. But the face was in the main one face, and every head was prematurely31 white. A hundred times the dozing passenger inquired of this spectre:
`Buried how long?'
The answer was always the same: `Almost eighteen years.'
`You had abandoned all hope of being dug out?'
`Long ago.'
`You know that you are recalled to life?'
`They tell me so.
`I hope you care to live?'
`I can't say.'
`Shall I show her to you? Will you come and see he''
The answers to this question were various and contradictory32. Sometimes the broken reply was, `Wait! It would kill me if I saw her too soon.' Sometimes, it was given in a tender rain of tears, and then it was `Take me to her.' Sometimes it was staring and bewildered, and then it was, `I don't know her. I don't understand.'
After such imaginary discourse33, the passenger in his fancy would dig, and dig, dig--now, with a spade, now with a great key, now with his hands--to dig this wretched creature out. Got out at last, with earth hanging about his face and hair, he would suddenly fall away to dust. The passenger would then start to himself and lower the window, to get the reality of mist and rain on his cheek.
Yet even when his eyes were opened on the mist and rain, on the moving patch of light from the lamps, and the hedge at the roadside retreating by jerks, the night shadow's outside the coach would fall into the train of the night shadows within. The real Banking-house by Temple Bar, the real business of the past day, the real strong-rooms, the real express sent after him, and the real message returned, would all be there. Out of the midst of them, the ghostly face would rise, and he would accost34 it again.
`Buried how long?'
`Almost eighteen years.
`I hope you care to live?'
`I can't say.'
Dig--dig--dig--until an impatient movement from one of the two passengers would admonish35 him to pull up the window, draw his arm securely through the leathern strap, and speculate upon the two slumbering36 forms, until his mind lost its hold of them, and they again slid away into the bank and the grave.
`Buried how long?'
`Almost eighteen years.'
`You had abandoned all hope of being dug out?'
`Long ago.'
The words were still in his hearing as just spoken--distinctly in his hearing as ever spoken words had been in his life--when the weary passenger started to the consciousness of daylight, and found that the shadows of the night were gone.
He lowered the window, and looked out at the rising sun. There was a ridge37 of ploughed land, with a plough upon it where it had been left last night when the horses were unyoked; beyond, a quiet coppice-wood, in which many leaves of burning red and golden yellow still remained upon the trees. Though the earth was cold and wet, the sky was clear, and the sun rose bright, placid38, and beautiful.
`Eighteen years!' said the passenger, looking at the sun. `Gracious Creator of day! To be buried alive for eighteen years!'
1 momentary | |
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2 consolidation | |
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3 perpetuation | |
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4 sleeper | |
n.睡眠者,卧车,卧铺 | |
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5 alienated | |
adj.感到孤独的,不合群的v.使疏远( alienate的过去式和过去分词 );使不友好;转让;让渡(财产等) | |
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6 lumbering | |
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7 trot | |
n.疾走,慢跑;n.老太婆;现成译本;(复数)trots:腹泻(与the 连用);v.小跑,快步走,赶紧 | |
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adj.(声音)被隔的;听不太清的;(衣服)裹严的;蒙住的v.压抑,捂住( muffle的过去式和过去分词 );用厚厚的衣帽包着(自己) | |
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vt.打破;vi.爆裂;n.半身像;胸部 | |
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15 raggedly | |
破烂地,粗糙地 | |
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n.持续,地位;adj.永久的,不动的,直立的,不流动的 | |
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17 spiked | |
adj.有穗的;成锥形的;有尖顶的 | |
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18 trotted | |
小跑,急走( trot的过去分词 ); 匆匆忙忙地走 | |
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19 mare | |
n.母马,母驴 | |
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砍伐(lumber的过去式与过去分词形式) | |
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(使)摇动, (使)震惊( jolt的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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v.飞奔,碰响;激怒;n.碰撞声;拨浪鼓 | |
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23 rattled | |
慌乱的,恼火的 | |
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27 defiance | |
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29 lamentation | |
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30 emaciated | |
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34 accost | |
v.向人搭话,打招呼 | |
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36 slumbering | |
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