第 5 节
作者:闪啊闪      更新:2023-08-28 11:46      字数:9322
  n a soiled meadow among some pollards; and there smoked a  pipe in a flaw of fair weather。  But the wind blew so hard; we  could get little else to smoke。  There were no natural objects in  the neighbourhood; but some sordid workshops。  A group of children  headed by a tall girl stood and watched us from a little distance  all the time we stayed。  I heartily wonder what they thought of us。
  At Hautmont; the lock was almost impassable; the landing…place  being steep and high; and the launch at a long distance。  Near a  dozen grimy workmen lent us a hand。  They refused any reward; and;  what is much better; refused it handsomely; without conveying any  sense of insult。  'It is a way we have in our countryside;' said  they。  And a very becoming way it is。  In Scotland; where also you  will get services for nothing; the good people reject your money as  if you had been trying to corrupt a voter。  When people take the  trouble to do dignified acts; it is worth while to take a little  more; and allow the dignity to be common to all concerned。  But in  our brave Saxon countries; where we plod threescore years and ten  in the mud; and the wind keeps singing in our ears from birth to  burial; we do our good and bad with a high hand and almost  offensively; and make even our alms a witness…bearing and an act of  war against the wrong。
  After Hautmont; the sun came forth again and the wind went down;  and a little paddling took us beyond the ironworks and through a  delectable land。  The river wound among low hills; so that  sometimes the sun was at our backs; and sometimes it stood right  ahead; and the river before us was one sheet of intolerable glory。   On either hand; meadows and orchards bordered; with a margin of  sedge and water flowers; upon the river。  The hedges were of great  height; woven about the trunks of hedgerow elms; and the fields; as  they were often very small; looked like a series of bowers along  the stream。  There was never any prospect; sometimes a hill…top  with its trees would look over the nearest hedgerow; just to make a  middle distance for the sky; but that was all。  The heaven was bare  of clouds。  The atmosphere; after the rain; was of enchanting  purity。  The river doubled among the hillocks; a shining strip of  mirror glass; and the dip of the paddles set the flowers shaking  along the brink。
  In the meadows wandered black and white cattle fantastically  marked。  One beast; with a white head and the rest of the body  glossy black; came to the edge to drink; and stood gravely  twitching his ears at me as I went by; like some sort of  preposterous clergyman in a play。  A moment after I heard a loud  plunge; and; turning my head; saw the clergyman struggling to  shore。  The bank had given way under his feet。
  Besides the cattle; we saw no living things except a few birds and  a great many fishermen。  These sat along the edges of the meadows;  sometimes with one rod; sometimes with as many as half a score。   They seemed stupefied with contentment; and when we induced them to  exchange a few words with us about the weather; their voices  sounded quiet and far away。  There was a strange diversity of  opinion among them as to the kind of fish for which they set their  lures; although they were all agreed in this; that the river was  abundantly supplied。  Where it was plain that no two of them had  ever caught the same kind of fish; we could not help suspecting  that perhaps not any one of them had ever caught a fish at all。  I  hope; since the afternoon was so lovely; that they were one and all  rewarded; and that a silver booty went home in every basket for the  pot。  Some of my friends would cry shame on me for this; but I  prefer a man; were he only an angler; to the bravest pair of gills  in all God's waters。  I do not affect fishes unless when cooked in  sauce; whereas an angler is an important piece of river scenery;  and hence deserves some recognition among canoeists。  He can always  tell you where you are after a mild fashion; and his quiet presence  serves to accentuate the solitude and stillness; and remind you of  the glittering citizens below your boat。
  The Sambre turned so industriously to and fro among his little  hills; that it was past six before we drew near the lock at  Quartes。  There were some children on the tow…path; with whom the  CIGARETTE fell into a chaffing talk as they ran along beside us。   It was in vain that I warned him。  In vain I told him; in English;  that boys were the most dangerous creatures; and if once you began  with them; it was safe to end in a shower of stones。  For my own  part; whenever anything was addressed to me; I smiled gently and  shook my head as though I were an inoffensive person inadequately  acquainted with French。  For indeed I have had such experience at  home; that I would sooner meet many wild animals than a troop of  healthy urchins。
  But I was doing injustice to these peaceable young Hainaulters。   When the CIGARETTE went off to make inquiries; I got out upon the  bank to smoke a pipe and superintend the boats; and became at once  the centre of much amiable curiosity。  The children had been joined  by this time by a young woman and a mild lad who had lost an arm;  and this gave me more security。  When I let slip my first word or  so in French; a little girl nodded her head with a comical grown…up  air。  'Ah; you see;' she said; 'he understands well enough now; he  was just making believe。'  And the little group laughed together  very good…naturedly。
  They were much impressed when they heard we came from England; and  the little girl proffered the information that England was an  island 'and a far way from here … BIEN LOIN D'ICI。'
  'Ay; you may say that; a far way from here;' said the lad with one  arm。
  I was as nearly home…sick as ever I was in my life; they seemed to  make it such an incalculable distance to the place where I first  saw the day。  They admired the canoes very much。  And I observed  one piece of delicacy in these children; which is worthy of record。   They had been deafening us for the last hundred yards with  petitions for a sail; ay; and they deafened us to the same tune  next morning when we came to start; but then; when the canoes were  lying empty; there was no word of any such petition。  Delicacy? or  perhaps a bit of fear for the water in so crank a vessel?  I hate  cynicism a great deal worse than I do the devil; unless perhaps the  two were the same thing?  And yet 'tis a good tonic; the cold tub  and bath…towel of the sentiments; and positively necessary to life  in cases of advanced sensibility。
  From the boats they turned to my costume。  They could not make  enough of my red sash; and my knife filled them with awe。
  'They make them like that in England;' said the boy with one arm。   I was glad he did not know how badly we make them in England now…a… days。  'They are for people who go away to sea;' he added; 'and to  defend one's life against great fish。'
  I felt I was becoming a more and more romantic figure to the little  group at every word。  And so I suppose I was。  Even my pipe;  although it was an ordinary French clay pretty well 'trousered;' as  they call it; would have a rarity in their eyes; as a thing coming  from so far away。  And if my feathers were not very fine in  themselves; they were all from over seas。  One thing in my outfit;  however; tickled them out of all politeness; and that was the  bemired condition of my canvas shoes。  I suppose they were sure the  mud at any rate was a home product。  The little girl (who was the  genius of the party) displayed her own sabots in competition; and I  wish you could have seen how gracefully and merrily she did it。
  The young woman's milk…can; a great amphora of hammered brass;  stood some way off upon the sward。  I was glad of an opportunity to  divert public attention from myself; and return some of the  compliments I had received。  So I admired it cordially both for  form and colour; telling them; and very truly; that it was as  beautiful as gold。  They were not surprised。  The things were  plainly the boast of the countryside。  And the children expatiated  on the costliness of these amphorae; which sell sometimes as high  as thirty francs apiece; told me how they were carried on donkeys;  one on either side of the saddle; a brave caparison in themselves;  and how they were to be seen all over the district; and at the  larger farms in great number and of great size。
  PONT…SUR…SAMBRE
  WE ARE PEDLARS
  THE CIGARETTE returned with good news。  There were beds to be had  some ten minutes' walk from where we were; at a place called Pont。   We stowed the canoes in a granary; and asked among the children for  a guide。  The circle at once widened round us; and our offers of  reward were received in dispiriting silence。  We were plainly a  pair of Bluebeards to the children; they might speak to us in  public places; and where they had the advantage of numbers; but it  was another thing to venture off alone with two uncouth and  legendary characters; who had dropped from the clouds upon their  hamlet this quiet afternoon; sashed and be…knived; and with a  flavour of great voyages。  The owner of the granary came to our  assistance; singled ou