第 4 节
作者:浮游云中      更新:2024-04-07 11:54      字数:9320
  to   us;   Equality  7…2521;   and   to   no   other   men   on   earth。 And   if   ever   we
  surrender it; we shall surrender our life with it also。〃
  Then we saw that the eyes of International 4…8818 were full to the lids
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  with tears they dared not drop。 They whispered; and their voice trembled;
  so that their words lost all shape:
  〃The will of   the  Council   is above  all   things;  for it is the  will   of  our
  brothers; which is holy。 But if you wish it so; we shall obey you。 Rather
  shall   we   be   evil   with   you   than   good   with   all   our   brothers。  May   the
  Council have mercy upon both our hearts!〃
  Then   we   walked   away   together   and   back   to   the   Home   of   the   Street
  Sweepers。 And we walked in silence。
  Thus did it come to pass that each night; when the stars are high and
  the Street Sweepers sit in the City Theatre; we; Equality 7…2521; steal out
  and run through the darkness to our place。              It is easy to leave the Theatre;
  when the candles   are blown out and the Actors   come onto the stage;   no
  eyes can see us as we crawl under our seat and under the cloth of the tent。
  Later;   it   is   easy   to   steal   through   the   shadows   and   fall   in   line   next   to
  International 4…8818; as the column leaves the Theatre。                  It is dark in the
  streets and there are no men about; for no men may walk through the City
  when   they   have   no   mission   to   walk   there。     Each   night;   we   run   to   the
  ravine; and we remove the stones which we have piled upon the iron grill
  to hide it   from  the   men。     Each   night;   for   three   hours;  we   are under   the
  earth; alone。
  We   have   stolen   candles   from   the   Home   of   the   Street   Sweepers;   we
  have stolen flints and knives and paper; and we have brought them to this
  place。    We have stolen glass vials and powders and acids from the Home
  of the Scholars。       Now we sit in the tunnel for three hours each night and
  we study。 We melt strange metals; and we mix acids; and we cut open the
  bodies of the animals which we find in the City Cesspool。                  We have built
  an oven of the bricks we gathered in the streets。                We burn the wood we
  find in the ravine。       The fire flickers in the oven and blue shadows dance
  upon the walls; and there is no sound of men to disturb us。
  We   have   stolen   manuscripts。       This   is   a   great   offense。 Manuscripts
  are precious; for our brothers in the Home of the Clerks spend one year to
  copy   one   single   script   in   their   clear   handwriting。   Manuscripts   are   rare
  and they are kept in the Home of the Scholars。                So we sit under the earth
  and we read the stolen scripts。            Two years have   passed since we   found
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  this place。     And   in   these   two   years   we   have   learned   more   than   we   had
  learned in the ten years of the Home of the Students。
  We have learned things which are not in the scripts。               We have solved
  secrets of which the Scholars have no knowledge。 We have come to see
  how great is the unexplored; and many lifetimes will not bring us to the
  end of our quest。        But we wish no end to our quest。             We wish nothing;
  save to be alone and to learn; and to feel as if with each day our sight were
  growing sharper than the hawk's and clearer than rock crystal。
  Strange are the ways of evil。         We are false in the faces of our brothers。
  We are defying the will of our Councils。 We alone; of the thousands who
  walk   this   earth;   we   alone   in   this   hour   are   doing   a   work   which   has   no
  purpose save that we wish to do it。            The evil of our crime is not for the
  human mind to probe。          The nature of our punishment; if it be discovered;
  is   not   for   the   human   heart   to   ponder。   Never;   not   in   the   memory   of   the
  Ancient Ones' Ancients; never have men done that which we are doing。
  And yet there is no shame in us and no regret。 We say to ourselves that
  we are a wretch and a traitor。 But we feel no burden upon our spirit and no
  fear   in   our   heart。   And   it   seems   to   us   that   our   spirit   is   clear   as   a   lake
  troubled by no eyes save those of the sun。             And in our heart strange are
  the ways of evil!in our heart there is the first peace we have known in
  twenty years。
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  PART TWO
  Liberty     5…3000    。  。  。  Liberty   five…three    thousand     。  。  。  Liberty  5…
  3000 。 。 。 。
  We   wish   to   write  this   name。    We   wish   to   speak   it;  but   we dare  not
  speak it above a whisper。 For men are forbidden to take notice of women;
  and   women   are   forbidden   to   take   notice   of   men。   But   we   think   of   one
  among women; they whose name is Liberty 5…3000; and we think of no
  others。 The   women who have been assigned  to work   the soil live   in the
  Homes of the Peasants beyond the City。                Where the City ends there is a
  great road winding off to the north; and we Street Sweepers must keep this
  road   clean   to   the   first   milepost。   There   is   a   hedge   along   the   road;   and
  beyond the hedge lie the fields。           The fields are black and ploughed; and
  they   lie   like   a   great   fan   before   us;   with   their   furrows   gathered   in   some
  hand beyond the sky; spreading forth from that hand; opening wide apart
  as   they   come   toward   us;   like   black   pleats   that   sparkle   with   thin;   green
  spangles。 Women work in the fields; and their white tunics in the wind are
  like the wings of sea…gulls beating over the black soil。
  And     there   it  was  that   we   saw    Liberty   5…3000     walking    along    the
  furrows。      Their body was straight and thin as a blade of iron。              Their eyes
  were dark and hard and glowing; with no fear in them; no kindness and no
  guilt。    Their   hair   was   golden   as   the   sun;   their   hair   flew   in   the   wind;
  shining and wild; as if it defied men to restrain it。 They threw seeds from
  their hand as if they deigned to fling a scornful gift; and the earth was a
  beggar under their feet。
  We   stood   still;   for   the   first   time   did   we   know   fear;   and   then   pain。
  And   we   stood   still   that   we   might   not   spill   this   pain   more   precious   than
  pleasure。
  Then we heard a voice from the others call their name:                    〃Liberty 5…
  3000;〃 and they turned and walked back。                 Thus we learned their name;
  and we stood watching them go; till their white tunic was lost in the blue
  mist。
  And the following day; as we came to the northern road; we kept our
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  eyes upon Liberty 5…3000 in the field。           And each day thereafter we knew
  the illness of waiting for our hour  on the northern road。               And there  we
  looked at Liberty 5…3000 each day。 We know not whether they looked at us
  also; but we think they did。 Then one day they came close to the hedge;
  and suddenly they turned to us。 They turned in a whirl and the movement
  of   their   body   stopped;   as   if   slashed   off;   as   suddenly   as   it   had   started。
  They stood still as a stone; and they looked straight upon us; straight into
  our eyes。     There was no smile on their face; and no welcome。 But their
  face was taut; and their eyes were dark。           Then they turned as swiftly; and
  they walked away from us。
  But the following day; when we came to the road; they smiled。                  They
  smiled to us and for us。        And we smiled in answer。 Their head fell back;
  and their arms fell; as if their arms and their thin white neck were stricken
  suddenly with a great lassitude。 They were not looking upon us; but upon
  the sky。 Then they glanced at us over their shoulder; as we felt as if a hand
  had touched our body; slipping softly from our lips to our feet。
  Every morning thereafter; we greeted each other with our eyes。                   We
  dared not speak。 It is a transgression to speak to men of other Trades; save
  in   groups   at   the   Social   Meetings。   But   once;   standing   at   the   hedge;   we
  raised   our   hand   to   our   forehead   and   then   moved   it