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The Underground City-Part9_JULES VERNE(1828-1905)_Translated Works(翻译文学)-第2页

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from being present at the next meeting of the society.



Two or three others produced similar letters. But

though these documents proved that Starr had left Edinburgh--



which was known before--they threw no light on what had become

of him. Now, on the part of such a man, this prolonged absence,



so contrary to his usual habits, naturally first caused surprise,

and then anxiety.



A notice was inserted in the principal newspapers of the United Kingdom

relative to the engineer James Starr, giving a description



of him and the date on which he left Edinburgh; nothing more

could be done but to wait. The time passed in great anxiety.



The scientific world of England was inclined to believe that one

of its most distinguished members had positively disappeared.



At the same time, when so many people were thinking about

James Starr, Harry Ford was the subject of no less anxiety.



Only, instead of occupying public attention, the son of the old

overman was the cause of trouble alone to the generally cheerful



mind of Jack Ryan.

It may be remembered that, in their encounter in the Yarrow shaft,



Jack Ryan had invited Harry to come a week afterwards to the festivities

at Irvine. Harry had accepted and promised expressly to be there.



Jack Ryan knew, having had it proved by many circumstances,

that his friend was a man of his word. With him, a thing promised was



a thing done. Now, at the Irvine merry-making, nothing was wanting;

neither song, nor dance, nor fun of any sort--nothing but Harry Ford.



The notice relative to James Starr, published in the papers,

had not yet been seen by Ryan. The honest fellow was therefore



only worried by Harry's absence, telling himself that something

serious could alone have prevented him from keeping his promise.



So, the day after the Irvine games, Jack Ryan intended to take the railway

from Glasgow and go to the Dochart pit; and this he would have done



had he not been detained by an accident which nearly cost him his life.

Something which occurred on the night of the 12th of December was of a



nature to support the opinions of all partisans of the supernatural,

and there were many at Melrose Farm.



Irvine, a little seaport of Renfrew, containing nearly seven

thousand inhabitants, lies in a sharp bend made by the Scottish coast,



near the mouth of the Firth of Clyde. The most ancient and the most

famed ruins on this part



of the coast were those of this castle of Robert Stuart,

which bore the name of Dundonald Castle.



At this period Dundonald Castle, a refuge for all the stray goblins

of the country, was completely deserted. It stood on the top



of a high rock, two miles from the town, and was seldom visited.

Sometimes a few strangers took it into their heads to explore



these old historical remains, but then they always went alone.

The inhabitants of Irvine would not have taken them there



at any price. Indeed, several legends were based on the story

of certain "fire-maidens," who haunted the old castle.



The most superstitious declared they had seen these fantastic

creatures with their own eyes. Jack Ryan was naturally one of them.



It was a fact that from time to time long flames appeared,

sometimes on a broken piece of wall, sometimes on the summit



of the tower which was the highest point of Dundonald Castle.

Did these flames really assume a human shape, as was asserted?



Did they merit the name of fire-maidens, given them by the people

of the coast? It was evidently just an optical delusion,



aided by a good deal of credulity, and science could easily

have explained the phenomenon.



However that might be, these fire-maidens had the reputation

of frequenting the ruins of the old castle and there



performing wild strathspeys, especially on dark nights.

Jack Ryan, bold fellow though he was, would never have dared



to accompany those dances with the music of his bagpipes.

"Old Nick is enough for them!" said he. "He doesn't need me



to complete his infernal orchestra."

We may well believe that these strange apparitions



frequently furnished a text for the evening stories.

Jack Ryan was ending the evening with one of these.



His auditors, transported into the phantom world, were worked

up into a state of mind which would believe anything.



All at once shouts were heard outside. Jack Ryan stopped short

in the middle of his story, and all rushed out of the barn.



The night was pitchy dark. Squalls of wind and rain swept along

the beach. Two or three fishermen, their backs against a rock,



the better to resist the wind, were shouting at the top

of their voices.






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