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第20章 THE EVIL WOOD(1)

I fell fast asleep,and when I woke the sun was rising.I went to the top again,and looked back:the hollow I had crossed in the moonlight lay without sign of life.Could it be that the calm expanse before me swarmed with creatures of devouring greed?

I turned and looked over the land through which my way must lie.It seemed a wide desert,with a patch of a different colour in the distance that might be a forest.Sign of presence,human or animal,was none--smoke or dust or shadow of cultivation.Not a cloud floated in the clear heaven;no thinnest haze curtained any segment of its circling rim.

I descended,and set out for the imaginable forest:something alive might be there;on this side of it could not well be anything!

When I reached the plain,I found it,as far as my sight could go,of rock,here flat and channeled,there humped and pinnacled--evidently the wide bed of a vanished river,scored by innumerable water-runs,without a trace of moisture in them.Some of the channels bore a dry moss,and some of the rocks a few lichens almost as hard as themselves.The air,once "filled with pleasant noise of waters,"was silent as death.It took me the whole day to reach the patch,--which I found indeed a forest--but not a rudiment of brook or runnel had I crossed!Yet through the glowing noon I seemed haunted by an aural mirage,hearing so plainly the voice of many waters that Icould hardly believe the opposing testimony of my eyes.

The sun was approaching the horizon when I left the river-bed,and entered the forest.Sunk below the tree-tops,and sending his rays between their pillar-like boles,he revealed a world of blessed shadows waiting to receive me.I had expected a pine-wood,but here were trees of many sorts,some with strong resemblances to trees I knew,others with marvellous differences from any I had ever seen.I threw myself beneath the boughs of what seemed a eucalyptus in blossom:its flowers had a hard calyx much resembling a skull,the top of which rose like a lid to let the froth-like bloom-brain overfoam its cup.From beneath the shadow of its falchion-leaves my eyes went wandering into deep after deep of the forest.

Soon,however,its doors and windows began to close,shutting up aisle and corridor and roomier glade.The night was about me,and instant and sharp the cold.Again what a night I found it!How shall I make my reader share with me its wild ghostiness?

The tree under which I lay rose high before it branched,but the boughs of it bent so low that they seemed ready to shut me in as I leaned against the smooth stem,and let my eyes wander through the brief twilight of the vanishing forest.Presently,to my listless roving gaze,the varied outlines of the clumpy foliage began to assume or imitate--say rather SUGGEST other shapes than their own.A light wind began to blow;it set the boughs of a neighbour tree rocking,and all their branches aswing,every twig and every leaf blending its individual motion with the sway of its branch and the rock of its bough.Among its leafy shapes was a pack of wolves that struggled to break from a wizard's leash:

greyhounds would not have strained so savagely!I watched them with an interest that grew as the wind gathered force,and their motions life.

Another mass of foliage,larger and more compact,presented my fancy with a group of horses'heads and forequarters projecting caparisoned from their stalls.Their necks kept moving up and down,with an impatience that augmented as the growing wind broke their vertical rhythm with a wilder swaying from side to side.What heads they were!how gaunt,how strange!--several of them bare skulls--one with the skin tight on its bones!One had lost the under jaw and hung low,looking unutterably weary--but now and then hove high as if to ease the bit.Above them,at the end of a branch,floated erect the form of a woman,waving her arms in imperious gesture.The definiteness of these and other leaf masses first surprised and then discomposed me:what if they should overpower my brain with seeming reality?But the twilight became darkness;the wind ceased;every shape was shut up in the night;I fell asleep.

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