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st. ives-第21部分

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Can'lish?'  'Fine; that!' said Candlish。  'Aweel; Tweedie had a dog 

… '  The story I have forgotten; I dare say it was dull; and I 

suspect it was not true; but indeed; my travels with the drove 

rendered me indulgent; and perhaps even credulous; in the matter of 

dog stories。  Beautiful; indefatigable beings! as I saw them at the 

end of a long day's journey frisking; barking; bounding; striking 

attitudes; slanting a bushy tail; manifestly playing to the 

spectator's eye; manifestly rejoicing in their grace and beauty … 

and turned to observe Sim and Candlish unornamentally plodding in 

the rear with the plaids about their bowed shoulders and the drop 

at their snuffy nose … I thought I would rather claim kinship with 

the dogs than with the men!  My sympathy was unreturned; in their 

eyes I was a creature light as air; and they would scarce spare me 

the time for a perfunctory caress or perhaps a hasty lap of the wet 

tongue; ere they were back again in sedulous attendance on those 

dingy deities; their masters … and their masters; as like as not; 

damning their stupidity。



Altogether the last hours of our tramp were infinitely the most 

agreeable to me; and I believe to all of us; and by the time we 

came to separate; there had grown up a certain familiarity and 

mutual esteem that made the parting harder。  It took place about 

four of the afternoon on a bare hillside from which I could see the 

ribbon of the great north road; henceforth to be my conductor。  I 

asked what was to pay。



'Naething;' replied Sim。



'What in the name of folly is this?' I exclaimed。  'You have led 

me; you have fed me; you have filled me full of whisky; and now you 

will take nothing!'



'Ye see we indentit for that;' replied Sim。



 'Indented?' I repeated; 'what does the man mean?'



'Mr。 St。 Ivy;' said Sim; 'this is a maitter entirely between 

Candlish and me and the auld wife; Gilchrist。  You had naething to 

say to it; weel; ye can have naething to do with it; then。'



'My good man;' said I; 'I can allow myself to be placed in no such 

ridiculous position。  Mrs。 Gilchrist is nothing to me; and I refuse 

to be her debtor。'



'I dinna exac'ly see what way ye're gaun to help it;' observed my 

drover。



'By paying you here and now;' said I。



'There's aye twa to a bargain; Mr。 St。 Ives;' said he。



'You mean that you will not take it?' said I。



'There or thereabout;' said he。  'Forbye; that it would set ye a 

heap better to keep your siller for them you awe it to。  Ye're 

young; Mr。 St。 Ivy; and thoughtless; but it's my belief that; wi' 

care and circumspection; ye may yet do credit to yoursel'。  But 

just you bear this in mind: that him that AWES siller should never 

GIE siller。'



Well; what was there to say?  I accepted his rebuke; and bidding 

the pair farewell; set off alone upon my southward way。



'Mr。 St。 Ivy;' was the last word of Sim; 'I was never muckle ta'en 

up in Englishry; but I think that I really ought to say that ye 

seem to me to have the makings of quite a decent lad。'









CHAPTER XI … THE GREAT NORTH ROAD





IT chanced that as I went down the hill these last words of my 

friend the drover echoed not unfruitfully in my head。  I had never 

told these men the least particulars as to my race or fortune; as 

it was a part; and the best part; of their civility to ask no 

questions: yet they had dubbed me without hesitation English。  Some 

strangeness in the accent they had doubtless thus explained。  And 

it occurred to me; that if I could pass in Scotland for an 

Englishman; I might be able to reverse the process and pass in 

England for a Scot。  I thought; if I was pushed to it; I could make 

a struggle to imitate the brogue; after my experience with Candlish 

and Sim; I had a rich provision of outlandish words at my command; 

and I felt I could tell the tale of Tweedie's dog so as to deceive 

a native。  At the same time; I was afraid my name of St。 Ives was 

scarcely suitable; till I remembered there was a town so called in 

the province of Cornwall; thought I might yet be glad to claim it 

for my place of origin; and decided for a Cornish family and a 

Scots education。  For a trade; as I was equally ignorant of all; 

and as the most innocent might at any moment be the means of my 

exposure; it was best to pretend to none。  And I dubbed myself a 

young gentleman of a sufficient fortune and an idle; curious habit 

of mind; rambling the country at my own charges; in quest of 

health; information; and merry adventures。



At Newcastle; which was the first town I reached; I completed my 

preparations for the part; before going to the inn; by the purchase 

of a knapsack and a pair of leathern gaiters。  My plaid I continued 

to wear from sentiment。  It was warm; useful to sleep in if I were 

again benighted; and I had discovered it to be not unbecoming for a 

man of gallant carriage。  Thus equipped; I supported my character 

of the light…hearted pedestrian not amiss。  Surprise was indeed 

expressed that I should have selected such a season of the year; 

but I pleaded some delays of business; and smilingly claimed to be 

an eccentric。  The devil was in it; I would say; if any season of 

the year was not good enough for me; I was not made of sugar; I was 

no mollycoddle to be afraid of an ill…aired bed or a sprinkle of 

snow; and I would knock upon the table with my fist and call for 

t'other bottle; like the noisy and free…hearted young gentleman I 

was。  It was my policy (if I may so express myself) to talk much 

and say little。  At the inn tables; the country; the state of the 

roads; the business interest of those who sat down with me; and the 

course of public events; afforded me a considerable field in which 

I might discourse at large and still communicate no information 

about myself。  There was no one with less air of reticence; I 

plunged into my company up to the neck; and I had a long cock…and…

bull story of an aunt of mine which must have convinced the most 

suspicious of my innocence。  'What!' they would have said; 'that 

young ass to be concealing anything!  Why; he has deafened me with 

an aunt of his until my head aches。  He only wants you should give 

him a line; and he would tell you his whole descent from Adam 

downward; and his whole private fortune to the last shilling。' A 

responsible solid fellow was even so much moved by pity for my 

inexperience as to give me a word or two of good advice: that I was 

but a young man after all … I had at this time a deceptive air of 

youth that made me easily pass for one…and…twenty; and was; in the 

circumstances; worth a fortune … that the company at inns was very 

mingled; that I should do well to be more careful; and the like; to 

all which I made answer that I meant no harm myself and expected 

none from others; or the devil was in it。  'You are one of those d…

d prudent fellows that I could never abide with;' said I。  'You are 

the kind of man that has a long head。  That's all the world; my 

dear sir: the long…heads and the short…horns!  Now; I am a short…

horn。'  'I doubt;' says he; 'that you will not go very far without 

getting sheared。'  I offered to bet with him on that; and he made 

off; shaking his head。



But my particular delight was to enlarge on politics and the war。  

None damned the French like me; none was more bitter against the 

Americans。  And when the north…bound mail arrived; crowned with 

holly; and the coachman and guard hoarse with shouting victory; I 

went even so far as to entertain the company to a bowl of punch; 

which I compounded myself with no illiberal hand; and doled out to 

such sentiments as the following:…



'Our glorious victory on the Nivelle'!  'Lord Wellington; God bless 

him! and may victory ever attend upon his arms!' and; 'Soult; poor 

devil! and may he catch it again to the same tune!'



Never was oratory more applauded to the echo … never any one was 

more of the popular man than I。  I promise you; we made a night of 

it。  Some of the company supported each other; with the assistance 

of boots; to their respective bedchambers; while the rest slept on 

the field of glory where we had left them; and at the breakfast 

table the next morning there was an extraordinary assemblage of red 

eyes and shaking fists。  I observed patriotism to burn much lower 

by daylight。  Let no one blame me for insensibility to the reverses 

of France!  God knows how my heart raged。  How I longed to fall on 

that herd of swine and knock their heads together in the moment of 

their revelry!  But you are to consider my own situation and its 

necessities; also a certain lightheartedness; eminently Gallic; 

which forms a leading trait in my character; and leads me to throw 

myself into new circumstances with the spirit of a schoolboy。  It 

is possible that I sometimes allowed this impish humour to carry
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