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robert falconer-第34章

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upon Sandy's redeemed violin which he called his old wife; and made

a little progress even; as we sometimes do when we least think it。



He took more and more to brooding in the garret; and as more

questions presented themselves for solution; he became more anxious

to arrive at the solution; and more uneasy as he failed in

satisfying himself that he had arrived at it; so that his brain;

which needed quiet for the true formation of its substance; as a

cooling liquefaction or an evaporating solution for the just

formation of its crystals; became in danger of settling into an

abnormal arrangement of the cellular deposits。



I believe that even the new…born infant is; in some of his moods;

already grappling with the deepest metaphysical problems; in forms

infinitely too rudimental for the understanding of the grown

philosopheras far; in fact; removed from his ken on the one side;

that of intelligential beginning; the germinal subjective; as his

abstrusest speculations are from the final solutions of absolute

entity on the other。  If this be the case; it is no wonder that at

Robert's age the deepest questions of his coming manhood should be

in active operation; although so surrounded with the yoke of common

belief and the shell of accredited authority; that the embryo faith;

which in minds like his always takes the form of doubt; could not be

defined any more than its existence could be disproved。  I have

given a hint at the tendency of his mind already; in the fact that

one of the most definite inquiries to which he had yet turned his

thoughts was; whether God would have mercy upon a repentant devil。

An ordinary puzzle had beenif his father were to marry again; and

it should turn out after all that his mother was not dead; what was

his father to do?  But this was over now。  A third was; why; when he

came out of church; sunshine always made him miserable; and he felt

better able to be good when it rained or snowed hard。  I might

mention the inquiry whether it was not possible somehow to elude the

omniscience of God; but that is a common question with thoughtful

children; and indicates little that is characteristic of the

individual。  That he puzzled himself about the perpetual motion may

pass for little likewise; but one thing which is worth mentioning;

for indeed it caused him considerable distress; was; that in reading

the Paradise Lost he could not help sympathizing with Satan; and

feelingI do not say thinkingthat the Almighty was pompous;

scarcely reasonable; and somewhat revengeful。



He was recognized amongst his school…fellows as remarkable for his

love of fair…play; so much so; that he was their constant referee。

Add to this that; notwithstanding his sympathy with Satan; he

almost invariably sided with his master; in regard of any angry

reflection or seditious movement; and even when unjustly punished

himself; the occasional result of a certain backwardness in

self…defence; never showed any resentmenta most improbable

statement; I admit; but nevertheless trueand I think the rest of

his character may be left to the gradual dawn of its historical

manifestation。



He had long ere this discovered who the angel was that had appeared

to him at the top of the stair upon that memorable night; but he

could hardly yet say that he had seen her; for; except one dim

glimpse he had had of her at the window as he passed in the street;

she had not appeared to him save in the vision of that night。

During the whole winter she scarcely left the house; partly from

the state of her health; affected by the sudden change to a northern

climate; partly from the attention required by her aunt; to aid in

nursing whom she had left the warmer south。  Indeed; it was only to

return the visits of a few of Mrs。 Forsyth's chosen; that she had

crossed the threshold at all; and those visits were paid at a time

when all such half…grown inhabitants as Robert were gathered under

the leathery wing of Mr。 Innes。



But long before the winter was over; Rothieden had discovered that

the stranger; the English lady; Mary St。 John; outlandish; almost

heathenish as her lovely name sounded in its ears; had a power as

altogether strange and new as her name。  For she was not only an

admirable performer on the pianoforte; but such a simple enthusiast

in music; that the man must have had no music or little heart in him

in whom her playing did not move all that there was of the deepest。



Occasionally there would be quite a small crowd gathered at night by

the window of Mrs。 Forsyth's drawing…room; which was on the

ground…floor; listening to music such as had never before been heard

in Rothieden。  More than once; when Robert had not found Sandy

Elshender at home on the lesson…night; and had gone to seek him; he

had discovered him lying in wait; like a fowler; to catch the sweet

sounds that flew from the opened cage of her instrument。  He leaned

against the wall with his ear laid over the edge; and as near the

window as he dared to put it; his rough face; gnarled and blotched;

and hirsute with the stubble of neglected beardhis whole ursine

face transfigured by the passage of the sweet sounds through his

chaotic brain; which they swept like the wind of God; when of old it

moved on the face of the waters that clothed the void and formless

world。



'Haud yer tongue!' he would say in a hoarse whisper; when Robert

sought to attract his attention; 'haud yer tongue; man; and hearken。

Gin yon bonny leddy 'at yer grannie keeps lockit up i' the aumry

war to tak to the piano; that's jist hoo she wad play。  Lord; man!

pit yer sowl i' yer lugs; an' hearken。'



The soutar was all wrong in this; for if old Mr。 Falconer's violin

had taken woman…shape; it would have been that of a slight; worn;

swarthy creature; with wild black eyes; great and restless; a voice

like a bird's; and thin fingers that clawed the music out of the

wires like the quills of the old harpsichord; not that of Mary St。

John; who was tall; and could not help being stately; was large and

well…fashioned; as full of repose as Handel's music; with a

contralto voice to make you weep; and eyes that would have seemed

but for their maidenliness to be always ready to fold you in their

lucid gray depths。



Robert stared at the soutar; doubting at first whether he had not

been drinking。  But the intoxication of music produces such a

different expression from that of drink; that Robert saw at once

that if he had indeed been drinking; at least the music had got

above the drink。  As long as the playing went on; Elshender was not

to be moved from the window。



But to many of the people of Rothieden the music did not recommend

the musician; for every sort of music; except the most unmusical of

psalm…singing; was in their minds of a piece with 'dancin' an'

play…actin'; an' ither warldly vainities an' abominations。'  And

Robert; being as yet more capable of melody than harmony; grudged to

lose a lesson 
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