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lay morals-第46章

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 fall more completely; she became aware  of an unusual brightness and bustle。  A post…chaise stood in  the yard; its lamps already lighted: light shone hospitably  in the windows and from the open door; moving lights and  shadows testified to the activity of servants bearing  lanterns。  The clank of pails; the stamping of hoofs on the  firm causeway; the jingle of harness; and; last of all; the  energetic hissing of a groom; began to fall upon her ear。  By  the stir you would have thought the mail was at the door; but  it was still too early in the night。  The down mail was not  due at the 'Green Dragon' for hard upon an hour; the up mail  from Scotland not before two in the black morning。

Nance entered the yard somewhat dazzled。  Sam; the tall  ostler; was polishing a curb…chain wit sand; the lantern at  his feet letting up spouts of candle…light through the holes  with which its conical roof was peppered。

'Hey; miss;' said he jocularly; 'you won't look at me any  more; now you have gentry at the castle。'

Her cheeks burned with anger。

'That's my lord's chay;' the man continued; nodding at the  chaise; 'Lord Windermoor's。  Came all in a fluster … dinner;  bowl of punch; and put the horses to。 For all the world like  a runaway match; my dear … bar the bride。  He brought Mr。  Archer in the chay with him。'

'Is that Holdaway?' cried the landlord from the lighted  entry; where he stood shading his eyes。

'Only me; sir;' answered Nance。

'O; you; Miss Nance;' he said。  'Well; come in quick; my  pretty。  My lord is waiting for your uncle。'

And he ushered Nance into a room cased with yellow wainscot  and lighted by tall candles; where two gentlemen sat at a  table finishing a bowl of punch。  One of these was stout;  elderly; and irascible; with a face like a full moon; well  dyed with liquor; thick tremulous lips; a short; purple hand;  in which he brandished a long pipe; and an abrupt and  gobbling utterance。  This was my Lord Windermoor。  In his  companion Nance beheld a younger man; tall; quiet; grave;  demurely dressed; and wearing his own hair。  Her glance but  lighted on him; and she flushed; for in that second she made  sure that she had twice betrayed herself … betrayed by the  involuntary flash of her black eyes her secret impatience to  behold this new companion; and; what was far worse; betrayed  her disappointment in the realisation of her dreams。  He;  meanwhile; as if unconscious; continued to regard her with  unmoved decorum。

'O; a man of wood;' thought Nance。

'What … what?' said his lordship。  'Who is this?'

'If you please; my lord; I am Holdaway's niece;' replied  Nance; with a curtsey。

'Should have been here himself;' observed his lordship。   'Well; you tell Holdaway that I'm aground; not a stiver … not  a stiver。  I'm running from the beagles … going abroad; tell  Holdaway。  And he need look for no more wages: glad of 'em  myself; if I could get 'em。  He can live in the castle if he  likes; or go to the devil。  O; and here is Mr。 Archer; and I  recommend him to take him in … a friend of mine … and Mr。  Archer will pay; as I wrote。  And I regard that in the light  of a precious good thing for Holdaway; let me tell you; and a  set…off against the wages。'

'But O; my lord!' cried Nance; 'we live upon the wages; and  what are we to do without?'

'What am I to do? … what am I to do?' replied Lord Windermoor  with some exasperation。  'I have no wages。  And there is Mr。  Archer。  And if Holdaway doesn't like it; he can go to the  devil; and you with him! … and you with him!'

'And yet; my lord;' said Mr。 Archer; 'these good people will  have as keen a sense of loss as you or I; keener; perhaps;  since they have done nothing to deserve it。'

'Deserve it?' cried the peer。  'What?  What?  If a rascally  highwayman comes up to me with a confounded pistol; do you  say that I've deserved it?  How often am I to tell you; sir;  that I was cheated … that I was cheated?'

'You are happy in the belief;' returned Mr。 Archer gravely。

'Archer; you would be the death of me!' exclaimed his  lordship。  'You know you're drunk; you know it; sir; and yet  you can't get up a spark of animation。'

'I have drunk fair; my lord;' replied the younger man; 'but I  own I am conscious of no exhilaration。'

'If you had as black a look…out as me; sir;' cried the peer;  'you would be very glad of a little innocent exhilaration;  let me tell you。  I am glad of it … glad of it; and I only  wish I was drunker。  For let me tell you it's a cruel hard  thing upon a man of my time of life and my position; to be  brought down to beggary because the world is full of thieves  and rascals … thieves and rascals。  What?  For all I know;  you may be a thief and a rascal yourself; and I would fight  you for a pinch of snuff … a pinch of snuff;' exclaimed his  lordship。

Here Mr。 Archer turned to Nance Holdaway with a pleasant  smile; so full of sweetness; kindness; and composure that; at  one bound; her dreams returned to her。  'My good Miss  Holdaway;' said he; 'if you are willing to show me the road;  I am even eager to be gone。  As for his lordship and myself;  compose yourself; there is no fear; this is his lordship's  way。'

'What? what?' cried his lordship。  'My way?  Ish no such a  thing; my way。'

'Come; my lord;' cried Archer; 'you and I very thoroughly  understand each other; and let me suggest; it is time that  both of us were gone。  The mail will soon be due。  Here;  then; my lord; I take my leave of you; with the most earnest  assurance of my gratitude for the past; and a sincere offer  of any services I may be able to render in the future。'

'Archer;' exclaimed Lord Windermoor; 'I love you like a son。   Le' 's have another bowl。'

'My lord; for both our sakes; you will excuse me;' replied  Mr。 Archer。  'We both require caution; we must both; for some  while at least; avoid the chance of a pursuit。'

'Archer;' quoth his lordship; 'this is a rank ingratishood。   What?  I'm to go firing away in the dark in the cold  po'chaise; and not so much as a game of ecarte possible;  unless I stop and play with the postillion; the postillion;  and the whole country swarming with thieves and rascals and  highwaymen。'

'I beg your lordship's pardon;' put in the landlord; who now  appeared in the doorway to announce the chaise; 'but this  part of the North Road is known for safety。  There has not  been a robbery; to call a robbery; this five years' time。   Further south; of course; it's nearer London; and another  story;' he added。

'Well; then; if that's so;' concluded my lord; 'le' 's have  t'other bowl and a pack of cards。'

'My lord; you forget;' said Archer; 'I might still gain; but  it is hardly possible for me to lose。'

'Think I'm a sharper?' inquired the peer。  'Gen'leman's  parole's all I ask。'

But Mr。 Archer was proof against these blandishments; and  said farewell gravely enough to Lord Windermoor; shaking his  hand and at the same time bowing very low。  'You will never  know;' says he; 'the service you have done me。'  And with  that; and before my lord had finally taken up his meaning; he  had slipped about the table; touched Nance lightly but  imperiously on the arm; and left the room。  In
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