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Green Mansions-Part11_W.H.Hudson(1841-1922)_English Literature(文学名著)-第2页

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"Do not fear, I shall not harm it," I said in the Indian tongue.

She took no notice of my speech and continued speaking with



increasing resentment.

I shook my head, replying that her language was unknown to me.



Then by means of signs I tried to make her understand that the

creature was safe from further molestation. She pointed



indignantly at the stone in my hand, which I had forgotten all

about. At once I threw it from me, and instantly there was a



change; the resentment had vanished, and a tender radiance lit

her face like a smile.



I advanced a little nearer, addressing her once more in the

Indian tongue; but my speech was evidently unintelligible to her,



as she stood now glancing at the snake lying at her feet, now at

me. Again I had recourse to signs and gestures; pointing to the



snake, then to the stone I had cast away, I endeavoured to convey

to her that in the future I would for her sake be a friend to all



venomous reptiles, and that I wished her to have the same kindly

feelings towards me as towards these creatures. Whether or not



she understood me, she showed no disposition to go into hiding

again, and continued silentlyregarding me with a look that



seemed to express pleasure at finding herself at last thus

suddenly brought face to face with me. Flattered at this, I



gradually drew nearer until at the last I was standing at her

side, gazing down with the utmost delight into that face which so



greatly surpassed in loveliness all human faces I had ever seen

or imagined.



And yet to you, my friend, it probably will not seem that she was

so beautiful, since I have, alas! only the words we all use to



paint commoner, coarser things, and no means to represent all the

exquisite details, all the delicate lights, and shades, and swift



changes of colour and expression. Moreover, is it not a fact

that the strange or unheard of can never appear beautiful in a



mere description, because that which is most novel in it attracts

too much attention and is given undue prominence in the picture,



and we miss that which would have taken away the effect of

strangeness--the perfect balance of the parts and harmony of the



whole? For instance, the blue eyes of the northerner would, when

first described to the black-eyed inhabitants of warm regions,



seem unbeautiful and a monstrosity, because they would vividly

see with the mentalvision that unheard-of blueness, but not in



the same vivid way the accompanying flesh and hair tints with

which it harmonizes.



Think, then, less of the picture as I have to paint it in words

than of the feeling its original inspired in me when, looking



closely for the first time on that rare loveliness, trembling

with delight, I mentally cried: "Oh, why has Nature, maker of so



many types and of innumerable individuals of each, given to the

world but one being like this?"



Scarcely had the thought formed itself in my mind before I

dismissed it as utterly incredible. No, this exquisite being was



without doubt one of a distinct race which had existed in this

little-known corner of the continent for thousands of



generations, albeit now perhaps reduced to a small and dwindling

remnant.



Her figure and features were singularly delicate, but it was her

colour that struck me most, which indeed made her differ from all



other human beings. The colour of the skin would be almost

impossible to describe, so greatly did it vary with every change



of mood--and the moods were many and transient--and with the

angle on which the sunlight touched it, and the degree of light.



Beneath the trees, at a distance, it had seemed a somewhat dim

white or pale grey; near in the strong sunshine it was not white,



but alabastrian, semi-pellucid, showing an underlying rose

colour; and at any point where the rays fell direct this colour



was bright and luminous, as we see in our fingers when held

before a strong firelight. But that part of her skin that






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