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第49章

TONO-BUNGAY H。 G。 Wells

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  Wewentinside。Anoldwomanwithverywhitehairwasinchargeoftheplaceandcringedratherobviouslytothenewmaster。Sheevidentlyfoundhimaverystrangeandfrightfulapparitionindeed,andwasdreadfullyafraidofhim。Butifthesurvivingpresentboweddowntous,thepastdidnot。Westooduptothedark,longportraitsoftheextinguishedrace——onewasaHolbein——andlookedthemintheirsidelongeyes。Theylookedbackatus。Weall,Iknow,felttheenigmaticalqualityinthem。Evenmyunclewasmomentarilyembarrassed,Ithink,bythatinvinciblyself-complacentexpression。Itwasjustasthough,afterall,hehadnotboughtthemupandreplacedthemaltogether;asthoughthat,secretly,theyknewbetterandcouldsmileathim。

  ThespiritoftheplacewasakintoBladesover,buttouchedwithsomethingolderandremoter。Thatarmourthatstoodabouthadonceservedintilt-yards,ifindeedithadnotservedinbattle,andthisfamilyhadsentitsbloodandtreasure,timeaftertime,uponthemostromanticquestinhistory,toPalestine。Dreams,loyalties,placeandhonour,howutterlyhaditallevaporated,leaving,atlast,thefinalexpressionofitsspirit,thesequaintpaintedsmiles,thesesmilesoftriumphantcompletion!Ithadevaporated,indeed,longbeforetheultimateDurganhaddied,andinhisoldagehehadcumberedtheplacewithEarlyVictoriancushionsandcarpetsandtapestrytable-clothsandinvalidappliancesofatypeevenmoreextinct,itseemedtous,thanthecrusades。Yes,itwasdifferentfromBladesover。

  “Bitstuffy,George。”saidmyuncle。“Theyhadn’tmuchideaofventilationwhenthiswasbuilt。”

  Oneofthepanelledroomswashalf-filledwithpressesandafour-posterbed。“Mightbetheghostroom。”saidmyuncle;butitdidnotseemtomethatsoretiringafamilyastheDurgans,sooldandcompletelyexhaustedafamilyastheDurgans,waslikelytohauntanybody。Whatlivingthingnowhadanyconcernwiththeirhonourandjudgmentsandgoodandevildeeds?Ghostsandwitchcraftwerealaterinnovation——thatfashioncamefromScotlandwiththeStuarts。

  Afterwards,pryingforepitaphs,wefoundamarblecrusaderwithabrokennose,underabatteredcanopyoffrettedstone,outsidetherestrictedlimitsofthepresentDuffieldchurch,andhalfburiedinnettles。“Ichabod。”saidmyuncle。“Eh?Weshallbelikethat,Susan,someday。I’mgoingtocleanhimupabitandputarailingtokeepoffthechildren。”

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