the queen of hearts-第14部分

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but　too　easily；　from　these　words；　that　they　were　about　to　use　the
beam　as　a　battering…ram　against　the　door。　When　that　conviction
overcame　me；　I　lost　courage　at　last。　I　felt　that　the　door　must
come　down。　No　such　barricade　as　I　had　constructed　could　support
it　for　more　than　a　few　minutes　against　such　shocks　as　it　was　now
to　receive。

〃I　can　do　no　more　to　keep　the　house　against　them；〃　I　said　to
myself；　with　my　knees　knocking　together；　and　the　tears　at　last
beginning　to　wet　my　cheeks。　〃I　must　trust　to　the　night　and　the
thick　darkness；　and　save　my　life　by　running　for　it　while　there　is
yet　time。〃

I　huddled　on　my　cloak　and　hood；　and　had　my　hand　on　the　bar　of　the
back　door；　when　a　piteous　mew　from　the　bedroom　reminded　me　of　the
existence　of　poor　Pussy。　I　ran　in；　and　huddled　the　creature　up　in
my　apron。　Before　I　was　out　in　the　passage　again；　the　first　shock
from　the　beam　fell　on　the　door。

The　upper　hinge　gave　way。　The　chairs　and　coal…scuttle；　forming
the　top　of　my　barricade；　were　hurled；　rattling；　on　to　the　floor；
but　the　lower　hinge　of　the　door；　and　the　chest　of　drawers　and　the
tool…chest　still　kept　their　places。

〃One　more！〃　I　heard　the　villains　cry〃one　more　run　with　the
beam；　and　down　it　comes！〃

Just　as　they　must　have　been　starting　for　that　〃one　more　run；〃　I
opened　the　back　door　and　fled　into　the　night；　with　the　bookful　of
banknotes　in　my　bosom；　the　silver　spoons　in　my　pocket；　and　the
cat　in　my　arms。　I　threaded　my　way　easily　enough　through　the
familiar　obstacles　in　the　backyard；　and　was　out　in　the　pitch
darkness　of　the　moor　before　I　heard　the　second　shock；　and　the
crash　which　told　me　that　the　whole　door　had　given　way。

In　a　few　minutes　they　must　have　discovered　the　fact　of　my　flight
with　the　pocketbook；　for　I　heard　shouts　in　the　distance　as　if
they　were　running　out　to　pursue　me。　I　kept　on　at　the　top　of　my
speed；　and　the　noise　soon　died　away。　It　was　so　dark　that　twenty
thieves　instead　of　two　would　have　found　it　useless　to　follow　me。

How　long　it　was　before　I　reached　the　farmhousethe　nearest　place
to　which　I　could　fly　for　refugeI　cannot　tell　you。　I　remember
that　I　had　just　sense　enough　to　keep　the　wind　at　my　back　（having
observed　in　the　beginning　of　the　evening　that　it　blew　toward　Moor
Farm）；　and　to　go　on　resolutely　through　the　darkness。　In　all　other
respects　I　was　by　this　time　half　crazed　by　what　I　had　gone
through。　If　it　had　so　happened　that　the　wind　had　changed　after　I
had　observed　its　direction　early　in　the　evening；　I　should　have
gone　astray；　and　have　probably　perished　of　fatigue　and　exposure
on　the　moor。　Providentially；　it　still　blew　steadily　as　it　had
blown　for　hours　past；　and　I　reached　the　farmhouse　with　my　clothes
wet　through；　and　my　brain　in　a　high　fever。　When　I　made　my　alarm
at　the　door；　they　had　all　gone　to　bed　but　the　farmer's　eldest
son；　who　was　sitting　up　late　over　his　pipe　and　newspaper。　I　just
mustered　strength　enough　to　gasp　out　a　few　words；　telling　him
what　was　the　matter；　and　then　fell　down　at　his　feet；　for　the
first　time　in　my　life　in　a　dead　swoon。

That　swoon　was　followed　by　a　severe　illness。　When　I　got　strong
enough　to　look　about　me　again；　I　found　myself　in　one　of　the
farmhouse　bedsmy　father；　Mrs。　Knifton；　and　the　doctor　were　all
in　the　roommy　cat　was　asleep　at　my　feet；　and　the　pocketbook
that　I　had　saved　lay　on　the　table　by　my　side。

There　was　plenty　of　news　for　me　to　hear　as　soon　as　I　was　fit　to
listen　to　it。　Shifty　Dick　and　the　other　rascal　had　been　caught；
and　were　in　prison；　waiting　their　trial　at　the　next　assizes。　Mr。
and　Mrs。　Knifton　had　been　so　shocked　at　the　danger　I　had　runfor
which　they　blamed　their　own　want　of　thoughtfulness　in　leaving　the
pocketbook　in　my　carethat　they　had　insisted　on　my　father's
removing　from　our　lonely　home　to　a　cottage　on　their　land；　which
we　were　to　inhabit　rent　free。　The　bank…notes　that　I　had　saved
were　given　to　me　to　buy　furniture　with；　in　place　of　the　things
that　the　thieves　had　broken。　These　pleasant　tidings　assisted　so
greatly　in　promoting　my　recovery；　that　I　was　soon　able　to　relate
to　my　friends　at　the　farmhouse　the　particulars　that　I　have
written　here。　They　were　all　surprised　and　interested；　but　no　one；
as　I　thought；　listened　to　me　with　such　breathless　attention　as
the　farmer's　eldest　son。　Mrs。　Knifton　noticed　this　too；　and　began
to　make　jokes　about　it；　in　her　light…hearted　way；　as　soon　as　we
were　alone。　I　thought　little　of　her　jesting　at　the　time；　but　when
I　got　well；　and　we　went　to　live　at　our　new　home；　〃the　young
farmer；〃　as　he　was　called　in　our　parts；　constantly　came　to　see
us；　and　constantly　managed　to　meet　me　out　of　doors。　I　had　my
share　of　vanity；　like　other　young　women；　and　I　began　to　think　of
Mrs。　Knifton's　jokes　with　some　attention。　To　be　brief；　the　young
farmer　managed　one　SundayI　never　could　tell　howto　lose　his
way　with　me　in　returning　from　church；　and　before　we　found　out　the
right　road　home　again　he　had　asked　me　to　be　his　wife。

His　relations　did　all　they　could　to　keep　us　asunder　and　break　off
the　match；　thinking　a　poor　stonemason's　daughter　no　fit　wife　for
a　prosperous　yeoman。　But　the　farmer　was　too　obstinate　for　them。
He　had　one　form　of　answer　to　all　their　objections。　〃A　man；　if　he
is　worth　the　name；　marries　according　to　his　own　notions；　and　to
please　himself；〃　he　used　to　say。　〃My　notion　is；　that　when　I　take
a　wife　I　am　placing　my　character　and　my　happinessthe　most
precious　things　I　have　to　trustin　one　woman's　care。　The　woman　I
mean　to　marry　had　a　small　charge　confided　to　her　care；　and　showed
herself　worthy　of　it　at　the　risk　of　her　life。　That　is　proof
enough　for　me　that　she　is　worthy　of　the　greatest　charge　I　can　put
into　her　hands。　Rank　and　riches　are　fine　things；　but　the
certainty　of　getting　a　good　wife　is　something　better　still。　I'm
of　age；　I　know　my　own　mind；　and　I　mean　to　marry　the　stone…mason's
daughter。〃

And　he　did　marry　me。　Whether　I　proved　myself　worthy　or　not　of　his
good　opinion　is　a　question　which　I　must　leave　you　to　ask　my
husband。　All　that　I　had　to　relate　about　myself　and　my　doings　is
now　told。　Whatever　interest　my　perilous　adventure　may　excite；
ends；　I　am　well　aware；　with　my　escape　to　the　farmhouse。　I　have
only　ventured　on　writing　these　few　additional　sentences　because
my　marriage　is　the　moral　of　my　story。　It　has　brought　me　the
choicest　blessings　of　happiness　and　prosperity；　and　I　owe　them
all　to　my　night…adventure　in　_The　Black　Cottage_。

THE　SECOND　DAY。

A　CLEAR；　cloudless；　bracing　autumn　morning。　I　rose　gayly；　with
the　pleasant　conviction　on　my　mind　that　our　experiment　had　thus
far　been　successful　beyond　our　hopes。

Short　and　slight　as　the　first　story　had　been；　the　result　of　it　on
Jessie's　mind　had　proved　conclusive。　Before　I　could　put　the
question　to　her；　she　declared　of　her　own　accord；　and　with　her
customary　exaggeration；　that　she　had　definitely　abandoned　all
idea　of　writing　to　her　aunt　until　our　collection　of　narratives
was　exhausted。

〃I　am　in　a　fever　of　curiosity　about　what　is　to　come；〃　she　said；
when　we　all　parted　for　the　night；　〃and；　even　if　I　wanted　to　leave
you；　I　could　not　possibly　go　away　now；　without　hearing　the
stories　to　the　end。〃

So　far；　so　good。　All　my　anxieties　from　this　time　were　for
George's　return。　Again　to…day　I　searched　the　newspapers；　and
again　there　were　no　tidings　of　the　ship。

Miss　Jessie　occupied　the　second　day　by　a　drive　to　our　county　town
to　make　some　little　purchases。　Owen；　and　Morgan；　and　I　were　all
hard　at　work；　during　her　absence；　on　the　stories　that　still
remained　to　be　completed。　Owen　desponded　about　ever　getting　done；
Morgan　grumbled　at　what　he　called　the　absurd　difficulty　of
writing　nonsense。　I　worked　on　smoothly　and　contentedly；
stimulated　by　the　success　of　the　first　night。

We　assembled　as　before　in　our　guest's　sitting…room。　As　the　clock
struck　eight　she　drew　out　the　second　card。　It　was　Number　Two。　The
lot　had　fallen　on　me　to　read　next。

〃Although　my　story　is　told　in　the　first　person；〃　I　said；
addressing　Jessie；　〃you　must　not　suppose　that　the　events　related
in　this　particular　case　happened　to　me。　They　happened　to　a　friend
of　mine；　who　naturally　described　them　to　me　from　his　own　personal
point　of　view。　In　producing　my　narrative　from　the　recollection　of
what　he　told　me　some　years　since；　I　have　supposed　myself　to　be
listening　to　him　again；　and　have　therefore　written　in　his
character；　and；　w　henever　my　memory　would　help　me；　as　nearly　as
possible　in　his　language　also。　By　this　means　I　hope　I　have
succeeded　in　giving　an　air　of　reality　to　a　story　which　has　truth；
at　any　rate；　to　recommend　it。　I　must　ask　you　to　excuse　me　if　I
enter　into　no　details　in　offering　this　short　explanation。
Although　the　persons　concerned　in　my　narrative　have　ceased　to
exist；　it　is　necessary　to　observe　all　due　delicacy　toward　their
memories。　Who　they　were；　and　how　I　became　acquainted　with　them；
are　matters　of　no　moment。　The　interest　of　the　story；　such　as　it
is；　stands　in　no　need；　in　this　instance；　of　any　assistance　from
personal　explanations。〃

With　those　words　I　addressed　myself　to　my　task；　and　read　as
follows：

BROTHER　GRIFFITH'S　STORY

of

THE　FAMILY　SECRET。

CHAPTER　I。

WAS　it　an　Englishman　or　a　Frenchman　who　first　remarked　that　every
family　had　a　skeleton　in　its　cupboard？　I　am　not　learned　enough　to
know；　but　I　reverence　the　observation；　whoever　made　it。　It　speaks
a　startling　truth　through　an　appropriately　grim　metaphora　truth
which　I　have　discovered　by　practical　experience。　Our　family　had　a
skeleton　in　the　cupboard；　and　the　name　of　it　was　Uncle　George。

I　arrived　at　the　knowledge　that　this　skeleton　existed；　and　I
traced　it　to　the　particular　cupboard　in　which　it　was　hidden；　by
slow　degrees。　I　was　a　child　when　I　first　began　to　suspect　that
there　was　such　a　thing；　and　a　grown　man　when　I　at　last　discovered
that　my　suspicions　were　true。

My　father　was　a　doctor；　having　an　excellent　practice　in　a　large
country　town。　I　have　heard　that　he　married　against　the　wishes　of
his　family。　They　could　not　object　to　my　mother　on　the　score　of
birth；　breeding；　or　characterthey　only　disliked　her　heartily。
My　grandfather；　grandmother；　uncles；　and　aunts　all　declared　that
she　was　a　heartless；　deceitful　woman；　all　disliked　her　manners；
her　opinions；　and　even　the　expression　of