书城公版The Art of Writing
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第93章

This incident, however, was of great service to Lovel, as diverting his mind from the unhappy occurrence of the evening, and considerably rousing the energies which had been stupefied by the first view of his calamity.He reflected that it by no means necessarily followed that a dangerous wound must be a fatal one--that he had been hurried from the spot even before the surgeon had expressed any opinion of Captain M`Intyre's situation--and that he had duties on earth to perform, even should the very worst be true, which, if they could not restore his peace of mind or sense of innocence, would furnish a motive for enduring existence, and at the same time render it a course of active benevolence.--Such were Lovel's feelings, when the hour arrived when, according to Edie's calculation--who, by some train or process of his own in observing the heavenly bodies, stood independent of the assistance of a watch or time-keeper--it was fitting they should leave their hiding-place, and betake themselves to the seashore, in order to meet Lieutenant Taffril's boat according to appointment.

They retreated by the same passage which had admitted them to the prior's secret seat of observation, and when they issued from the grotto into the wood, the birds which began to chirp, and even to sing, announced that the dawn was advanced.

This was confirmed by the light and amber clouds that appeared over the sea, as soon as their exit from the copse permitted them to view the horizon.--Morning, said to be friendly to the muses, has probably obtained this character from its effect upon the fancy and feelings of mankind.Even to those who, like Lovel, have spent a sleepless and anxious night, the breeze of the dawn brings strength and quickening both of mind and body.It was, therefore, with renewed health and vigour that Lovel, guided by the trusty mendicant, brushed away the dew as he traversed the downs which divided the Den of St.Ruth, as the woods surrounding the ruins were popularly called, from the sea-shore.

The first level beam of the sun, as his brilliant disk began to emerge from the ocean, shot full upon the little gun-brig which was lying-to in the offing--close to the shore the boat was already waiting, Taffril himself, with his naval cloak wrapped about him, seated in the stern.He jumped ashore when he saw the mendicant and Lovel approach, and, shaking the latter heartily by the hand, begged him not to be cast down.

``M`Intyre's wound,'' he said, ``was doubtful, but far from desperate.'' His attention had got Lovel's baggage privately sent on board the brig; ``and,'' he said, ``he trusted that, if Lovel chose to stay with the vessel, the penalty of a short cruise would be the only disagreeable consequence of his rencontre.

As for himself, his time and motions were a good deal at his own disposal, he said, ``excepting the necessary obligation of remaining on his station.''

``We will talk of our farther motions,'' said Lovel, ``as we go on board.''

Then turning to Edie, he endeavoured to put money into his hand.``I think,'' said Edie, as he tendered it back again, ``the hale folk here have either gane daft, or they hae made a vow to rain my trade, as they say ower muckle water drowns the miller.I hae had mair gowd offered me within this twa or three weeks than I ever saw in my life afore.Keep the siller, lad--yell hae need o't, I'se warrant ye, and I hae nane my claes is nae great things, and I get a blue gown every year, and as mony siller groats as the king, God bless him, is years auld--you and I serve the same master, ye ken, Captain Taffril;there's rigging provided for--and my meat and drink I get for the asking in my rounds, or, at an orra time, I can gang a day without it, for I make it a rule never to pay for nane;--so that a' the siller I need is just to buy tobacco and sneeshin, and maybe a dram at a time in a cauld day, though I am nae dram-drinker to be a gaberlunzie;--sae take back your gowd, and just gie me a lily-white shilling.''

Upon these whims, which he imagined intimately connected with the honour of his vagabond profession, Edie was flint and adamant, not to be moved by rhetoric or entreaty; and therefore Lovel was under the necessity of again pocketing his intended bounty, and taking a friendly leave of the mendicant by shaking him by the hand, and assuring him of his cordial gratitude for the very important services which he had rendered him, recommending, at the same time, secrecy as to what they had that night witnessed.--``Ye needna doubt that,'' said Ochiltree; ``I never tell'd tales out o' yon cove in my life, though mony a queer thing I hae seen in't.''

The boat now put off.The old man remained looking after it as it made rapidly towards the brig under the impulse of six stout rowers, and Lovel beheld him again wave his blue bonnet as a token of farewell ere he turned from his fixed posture, and began to move slowly along the sands as if resuming his customary perambulations.