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robert falconer-第77章

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cooking they could not manage; she undertook cheerfully; and refused

to add anything to the rent on Shargar's account。



Dr。 Anderson watched everything; the two boys as much as his

patient。  He allowed them to work on; sending only the wine that was

necessary from his own cellar。  The moment the supplies should begin

to fail; or the boys to look troubled; he was ready to do more。

About Robert's perseverance he had no doubt: Shargar's faithfulness

he wanted to prove。



Robert wrote to his grandmother to tell her that Shargar was with

him; working hard。  Her reply was somewhat cold and offended; but

was inclosed in a parcel containing all Shargar's garments; and

ended with the assurance that as long as he did well she was ready

to do what she could。



Few English readers will like Mrs。 Falconer; but her grandchild

considered her one of the noblest women ever God made; and I; from

his account; am of the same mind。  Her care was fixed



     To fill her odorous lamp with deeds of light;

     And hope that reaps not shame。



And if one must choose between the how and the what; let me have the

what; come of the how what may。  I know of a man so sensitive; that

he shuts his ears to his sister's griefs; because it spoils his

digestion to think of them。



One evening Robert was sitting by the table in Ericson's room。  Dr。

Anderson had not called that day; and he did not expect to see him

now; for he had never come so late。  He was quite at his ease;

therefore; and busy with two things at once; when the doctor opened

the door and walked in。  I think it is possible that he came up

quietly with some design of surprising him。  He found him with a

stocking on one hand; a darning needle in the other; and a Greek

book open before him。  Taking no apparent notice of him; he walked

up to the bedside; and Robert put away his work。  After his

interview with his patient was over; the doctor signed to him to

follow him to the next room。  There Shargar lay on the rug already

snoring。  It was a cold night in December; but he lay in his

under…clothing; with a single blanket round him。



'Good training for a soldier;' said the doctor; 'and so was your

work a minute ago; Robert。'



'Ay;' answered Robert; colouring a little; 'I was readin' a bit o'

the Anabasis。'



The doctor smiled a far…off sly smile。



'I think it was rather the Katabasis; if one might venture to judge

from the direction of your labours。'



'Weel;' answered Robert; 'what wad ye hae me do?  Wad ye hae me lat

Mr。 Ericson gang wi' holes i' the heels o' 's hose; whan I can mak

them a' snod; an' learn my Greek at the same time?  Hoots; doctor!

dinna lauch at me。  I was doin' nae ill。  A body may please

themsel'swhiles surely; ohn sinned。'



'But it's such waste of time!  Why don't you buy him new ones?'



''Deed that's easier said than dune。  I hae eneuch ado wi' my siller

as 'tis; an' gin it warna for you; doctor; I do not ken what wad

come o' 's; for ye see I hae no richt to come upo' my grannie for

ither fowk。  There wad be nae en' to that。'



'But I could lend you the money to buy him some stockings。'



'An' whan wad I be able to pay ye; do ye think; doctor?  In anither

warl' maybe; whaur the currency micht be sae different there wad be

no possibility o' reckonin' the rate o' exchange。  Na; na。'



'But I will give you the money if you like。'



'Na; na。  You hae dune eneuch already; an' mony thanks。  Siller's no

sae easy come by to be wastit; as lang's a darn 'll do。  Forbye; gin

ye began wi' his claes; ye wadna ken whaur to haud; for it wad jist

be the new claith upo' the auld garment: ye micht as weel new cleed

him at ance。'



'And why not if I choose; Mr。 Falconer?'



'Speir ye that at him; an' see what ye'll geta luik 'at wad fess a

corbie (carrion crow) frae the lift (sky)。  I wadna hae ye try that。

Some fowk's poverty maun be han'let jist like a sair place; doctor。

He canna weel compleen o' a bit darnin'。He canna tak that ill;'

repeated Robert; in a tone that showed he yet felt some anxiety on

the subject; 'but new anes!  I wadna like to be by whan he fand that

oot。  Maybe he micht tak them frae a wuman; but frae a man

body!na; na; I maun jist darn awa'。  But I'll mak them dacent

eneuch afore I hae dune wi' them。  A fiddler has fingers。'



The doctor smiled a pleased smile; but when he got into his

carriage; again he laughed heartily。



The evening deepened into night。  Robert thought Ericson was asleep。

But he spoke。



'Who is that at the street door?' he said。



They were at the top of the house; and there was no window to the

street。  But Ericson's senses were preternaturally acute; as is

often the case in such illnesses。



'I dinna hear onybody;' answered Robert。



'There was somebody;' returned Ericson。



》From that moment he began to be restless; and was more feverish than

usual throughout the night。



Up to this time he had spoken little; was depressed with a suffering

to which he could give no namenot pain; he saidbut such that he

could rouse no mental effort to meet it: his endurance was passive

altogether。  This night his brain was more affected。  He did not

rave; but often wandered; never spoke nonsense; but many words that

would have seemed nonsense to ordinary people: to Robert they seemed

inspired。  His imagination; which was greater than any other of his

fine faculties; was so roused that he talked in verseprobably

verse composed before and now recalled。  He would even pray

sometimes in measured lines; and go on murmuring petitions; till the

words of the murmur became undistinguishable; and he fell asleep。

But even in his sleep he would speak; and Robert would listen in

awe; for such words; falling from such a man; were to him as dim

breaks of coloured light from the rainbow walls of the heavenly

city。



'If God were thinking me;' said Ericson; 'ah!  But if he be only

dreaming me; I shall go mad。'



Ericson's outside was like his own northern climedark; gentle; and

clear; with gray…blue seas; and a sun that seems to shine out of the

past; and know nothing of the future。  But within glowed a volcanic

angel of aspiration; fluttering his half…grown wings; and ever

reaching towards the heights whence all things are visible; and

where all passions are safe because true; that is divine。  Iceland

herself has her Hecla。



Robert listened with keenest ear。  A mist of great meaning hung

about the words his friend had spoken。  He might speak more。  For

some minutes he listened in vain; and was turning at last towards

his book in hopelessness; when he did speak yet again: Robert's ear

soon detected the rhythmic motion of his speech。



'Come in the glory of thine excellence;

Rive the dense gloom with wedges of clear light;

And let the shimmer of thy chariot wheels

Burn through the cracks of night。So slowly; Lord;

To lift myself to thee with hands of toil;

Climbing the slip
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