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第204章

LISTENING

On her way back to the Court her eyes saw only the white road before her feet as she walked.She did not lift them until she found herself passing the lych-gate at the entrance to the churchyard.Then suddenly she looked up at the square grey stone tower where the bells hung, and from which they called the village to church, or chimed for weddings--or gave slowly forth to the silent air one heavy, regular stroke after another.She looked and shuddered, and spoke aloud with a curious, passionate imploring, like a child's.

"Oh, don't toll! Don't toll! You must not! You cannot!" Terror had sprung upon her, and her heart was being torn in two in her breast.That was surely what it seemed like--this agonising ache of fear.Now from hour to hour she would be waiting and listening to each sound borne on the air.Her thought would be a possession she could not escape.

When she spoke or was spoken to, she would be listening--when she was silent every echo would hold terror, when she slept--if sleep should come to her--her hearing would be awake, and she would be listening--listening even then.It was not Betty Vanderpoel who was walking along the white road, but another creature--a girl whose brain was full of abnormal thought, and whose whole being made passionate outcry against the thing which was being slowly forced upon her.If the bell tolled--suddenly, the whole world would be swept clean of life--empty and clean.If the bell tolled.

Before the entrance of the Court she saw, as she approached it, the vicarage pony carriage, standing as it had stood on the day she had returned from her walk on the marshes.She felt it quite natural that it should be there.Mrs.Brent always seized upon any fragment of news, and having seized on something now, she had not been able to resist the excitement of bringing it to Lady Anstruthers and her sister.

She was in the drawing-room with Rosalie, and was full of her subject and the emotion suitable to the occasion.She had even attained a certain modified dampness of handkerchief.

Rosalie's handkerchief, however, was not damp.She had not even attempted to use it, but sat still, her eyes brimming with tears, which, when she saw Betty, brimmed over and slipped helplessly down her cheeks.

"Betty!" she exclaimed, and got up and went towards her, "I believe you have heard.""In the village, I heard something--yes," Betty answered, and after giving greeting to Mrs.Brent, she led her sister back to her chair, and sat near her.

This--the thought leaped upon her--was the kind of situation she must be prepared to be equal to.In the presence of these who knew nothing, she must bear herself as if there was nothing to be known.No one but herself had the slightest knowledge of what the past months had brought to her--no one in the world.If the bell tolled, no one in the world but her father ever would know.She had no excuse for emotion.

None had been given to her.The kind of thing it was proper that she should say and do now, in the presence of Mrs.Brent, it would be proper and decent that she should say and do in all other cases.She must comport herself as Betty Vanderpoel would if she were moved only by ordinary human sympathy and regret.

"We must remember that we have only excited rumour to depend upon," she said."Lord Mount Dunstan has kept his village under almost military law.He has put it into quarantine.No one is allowed to leave it, so there can be no direct source of information.One cannot be sure of the entire truth of what one hears.Often it is exaggerated cottage talk.

The whole neighbourhood is wrought up to a fever heat of excited sympathy.And villagers like the drama of things."Mrs.Brent looked at her admiringly, it being her fixed habit to admire Miss Vanderpoel, and all such as Providence had set above her.

"Oh, how wise you are, Miss Vanderpoel!" she exclaimed, even devoutly."It is so nice of you to be calm and logical when everybody else is so upset.You are quite right about villagers enjoying the dramatic side of troubles.They always do.And perhaps things are not so bad as they say.I ought not to have let myself believe the worst.But I quite broke down under the ringers--I was so touched.""The ringers?" faltered Lady Anstruthers"The leader came to the vicar to tell him they wanted permission to toll--if they heard tolling at Dunstan.Weaver's family lives within hearing of Dunstan church bells, and one of his boys is to run across the fields and bring the news to Stornham.And it was most touching, Miss Vanderpoel.

They feel, in their rustic way, that Lord Mount Dunstan has not been treated fairly in the past.And now he seems to them a hero and a martyr--or like a great soldier who has died fighting.""Who MAY die fighting," broke from Miss Vanderpoel sharply.

"Who--who may----" Mrs.Brent corrected herself, "though Heaven grant he will not.But it was the ringers who made me feel as if all really was over.Thank you, Miss Vanderpoel, thank you for being so practical and--and cool.""It WAS touching," said Lady Anstruthers, her eyes brimming over again."And what the villagers feel is true.It goes to one's heart," in a little outburst."People have been unkind to him! And he has been lonely in that great empty place --he has been lonely.And if he is dying to-day, he is lonely even as he dies--even as he dies."Betty drew a deep breath.For one moment there seemed to rise before her vision of a huge room, whose stately size made its bareness a more desolate thing.And Mr.Penzance bent low over the bed.She tore her thought away from it.

"No! No!" she cried out in low, passionate protest."There will be love and yearning all about him everywhere.The villagers who are waiting--the poor things he has worked for--the very ringers themselves, are all pouring forth the same thoughts.He will feel even ours--ours too! His soul cannot be lonely."A few minutes earlier, Mrs.Brent had been saying to herself inwardly: "She has not much heart after all, you know."Now she looked at her in amazement.

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