酷兔英语

章节正文
文章总共2页
grew unusually talkative and sentimental, in a few minutes.



"`Oh, sing, somebody!' he sighed in a hoarserapture: `the night

was made for Song.'



"Miss Ringtop, nothing loath, immediately commenced, `When stars

are in the quiet skies;' but scarcely had she finished the first



verse before Abel interrupted her.

"`Candor's the order of the day, isn't it?' he asked.



"`Yes!' `Yes!' two or three answered.

"`Well then,' said he, `candidly, Pauline, you've got the darn'dest



squeaky voice'--

"Miss Ringtop gave a faint little scream of horror.



"`Oh, never mind!' he continued. `We act according to

impulse, don't we? And I've the impulse to swear; and it's right.



Let Nature have her way. Listen! Damn, damn, damn, damn! I never

knew it was so easy. Why, there's a pleasure in it! Try it,



Pauline! try it on me!'

"`Oh-ooh!' was all Miss Ringtop could utter.



"`Abel! Abel!' exclaimed Hollins, `the beer has got into your

head.'



"`No, it isn't Beer,--it's Candor!' said Abel. `It's your own

proposal, Hollins. Suppose it's evil to swear: isn't it better I



should express it, and be done with it, than keep it bottled up to

ferment in my mind? Oh, you're a precious, consistent old humbug,



you are!'

"And therewith he jumped off the stoop, and went dancing awkwardly



down towards the water, singing in a most unmelodious voice, `'Tis

home where'er the heart is.'



"`Oh, he may fall into the water!' exclaimed Eunice, in alarm.

"`He's not fool enough to do that,' said Shelldrake. `His head is



a little light, that's all. The air will cool him down presently.'

But she arose and followed him, not satisfied with this assurance.



Miss Ringtop sat rigidly still. She would have received with

composure the news of his drowning.



"As Eunice's white dress disappeared among the cedars crowning the

shore, I sprang up and ran after her. I knew that Abel was not



intoxicated, but simply excited, and I had no fear on his account:

I obeyed an involuntaryimpulse. On approaching the water, I



heard their voices--hers in friendly persuasion, his in sentimental

entreaty,--then the sound of oars in the row-locks. Looking out



from the last clump of cedars, I saw them seated in the boat,

Eunice at the stern, while Abel, facing her, just dipped an oar now



and then to keep from drifting with the tide. She had found him

already in the boat, which was loosely chained to a stone.



Stepping on one of the forward thwarts in her eagerness to persuade

him to return, he sprang past her, jerked away the chain, and



pushed off before she could escape. She would have fallen, but he

caught her and placed her in the stern, and then seated himself at



the oars. She must have been somewhat alarmed, but there was only

indignation in her voice. All this had transpired before my



arrival, and the first words I heard bound me to the spot and kept

me silent.



"`Abel, what does this mean?' she asked

"`It means Fate--Destiny!' he exclaimed, rather wildly. `Ah,



Eunice, ask the night, and the moon,--ask the impulse which told

you to follow me! Let us be candid like the old Arcadians we



imitate. Eunice, we know that we love each other: why should we

conceal it any longer? The Angel of Love comes down from the stars



on his azure wings, and whispers to our hearts. Let us confess to

each other! The female heart should not be timid, in this pure and



beautiful atmosphere of Love which we breathe. Come, Eunice! we

are alone: let your heart speak to me!'



"Ned, if you've ever been in love, (we'll talk of that after

a while,) you will easily understand what tortures I endured, in



thus hearing him speak. That HE should love Eunice! It was a

profanation to her, an outrage to me. Yet the assurance with which



he spoke! COULD she love this conceited, ridiculous, repulsive

fellow, after all? I almost gasped for breath, as I clinched the



prickly boughs of the cedars in my hands, and set my teeth, waiting

to hear her answer.



"`I will not hear such language! Take me back to the shore!' she

said, in very short, decided tones.






文章总共2页
文章标签:名著  

章节正文