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e whole town was filled with rejoicings。
'Horses were put into carriages for the sole purpose of being taken out。 Empty barouches and landaus were trundled up and down the High Street incessantly。 Addresses were read from the Bull。 Replies were made from the Stag。 The town was illuminated。 Gold caskets were securely sealed in glass cases。 Coins were well and duly laid under stones。 Hospitals were founded。 Rat and Sparrow clubs were inaugurated。 Turkish women by the dozen were burnt in effigy in the market–place; together with scores of peasant boys with the label ‘I am a base Pretender’; lolling from their mouths。 The Queen’s cream–coloured ponies were soon seen trotting up the avenue with a mand to Orlando to dine and sleep at the Castle; that very same night。 Her table; as on a previous occasion; was snowed under with invitations from the Countess if R。; Lady Q。; Lady Palmerston; the Marchioness of P。; Mrs W。E。 Gladstone and others; beseeching the pleasure of her pany; reminding her of ancient alliances between their family and her own; etc。'—all of which is properly enclosed in square brackets; as above; for the good reason that a parenthesis it was without any importance in Orlando’s life。 She skipped it; to get on with the text。 For when the bonfires were blazing in the marketplace; she was in the dark woods with Shelmerdine alone。 So fine was the weather that the trees stretched their branches motionless above them; and if a leaf fell; it fell; spotted red and gold; so slowly that one could watch it for half an hour fluttering and falling till it came to rest at last; on Orlando’s foot。
‘Tell me; Mar;’ she would say (and here it must be explained; that when she called him by the first syllable of his first name; she was in a dreamy; amorous; acquiescent mood; domestic; languid a little; as if spiced logs were burning; and it was evening; yet not time to dress; and a thought wet perhaps outside; enough to make the leaves glisten; but a nightingale might be singing even so among the azaleas; two or three dogs barking at distant farms; a cock crowing—all of which the reader should imagine in her voice)—’Tell me; Mar;’ she would say; ‘about Cape Horn。’ Then Shelmerdine would make a little model on the ground of the Cape with twigs and dead leaves and an empty snail shell or two。
‘Here’s the north;’ he would say。 ‘There’s the south。 The wind’s ing from hereabouts。 Now the brig is sailing due west; we’ve just lowered the top–boom mizzen: and so you see—here; where this bit of grass is; she enters the current which you’ll find marked—where’s my map and passes; Bo’sun? Ah! thanks; that’ll do; where the snail shell is。 The current catches her on the starboard side; so we must rig the jib–boom or we shall be carried to the larboard; which is where that beech leaf is;—for you must understand my dear—’ and so he would go on; and she would listen to every word; interpreting them rightly; so as to see; that is to say; without his having to tell her; the phosphorescence on the waves; the icicles clanking in the shrouds; how he went to the top of the mast in a gale; there reflected on the destiny of man; came down again; had a whisky and soda; went on shore; was trapped by a black woman; repented; reasoned it out; read Pascal; determined to write philosophy; bought a monkey; debated the true end of life; decided in favour of Cape Horn; and so on。 All this and a thousand other things she understood him to say; and so when she replied; Yes; negresses are seductive; aren’t they? he having told her that the supply of biscuits now gave out; he was surprised and delighted to find how well she had taken his meaning。
‘Are you positive you aren’t a man?’ he would ask anxiously; and she would echo;
‘Can it be possible you’re not a woman?’ and then they must put it to the proof without more ado。 For each was so surprised at the quickness of the other’s sympathy; and it was to each such a revelation that a woman could be as tolerant and free–spoken as a man; and a man as strange and subtle as a woman; that they had to put the matter to the proof at once。
And so they would go on talking or rather; understanding; which has bee the main art of speech in an age when words are growing daily so scanty in parison with ideas that ‘the biscuits ran out’ has to stand for kissing a negress in the dark when one has just read Bishop Berkeley’s philosophy for the tenth time。 (And from this it follows that only the most profound masters of style can tell the truth; and when one meets a simple one–syllable writer; one may conclude; without any doubt at all; that the poor man is lying。)
So they would talk; and then; when her feet were fairly covered with spotted autumn leaves; Orlando would rise and stroll away into the heart of the woods in solitude; leaving Bonthrop sitting there among the snail shells; making models of Cape Horn。 ‘Bonthrop;’ she would say; ‘I’m off;’ and when she called him by his second name; ‘Bonthrop’; it should signify to the reader that she was in a solitary mood; felt them both as specks on a desert; was desirous only of meeting death by herself; for people die daily; die at dinner tables; or like this; out of doors in the autumn woods; and with the bonfires blazing and Lady Palmerston or Lady Derby asking her out every night to dinner; the desire for death would overe her; and so saying ‘Bonthrop’; she said in effect; ‘I’m dead’; and pushed her way as a spirit might through the spectre–pale beech trees; and so oared herself deep into solitude as if the little flicker of noise and movement were over and she were free now to take her way—all of which the reader should hear in her voice when she said ‘Bonthrop;’ and should also add; the better to illumine the word; that for him too the same word signified; mystically; separation and isolation and the disembodied pacing the deck of his brig in unfathomable seas。
After some hours of death; suddenly a jay shrieked ‘Shelmerdine’; and stooping; she picked up one of those autumn crocuses which to some people signify that very word; and put it with the jay’s feather that came tumbling blue through the beech woods; in her breast。 Then she called ‘Shelmerdine’ and the word went shooting this way and that way through the woods and struck him where he sat; making models out of snail shells in the grass。 He saw her; and heard her ing to him with the crocus and the jay’s feather in her breast; and cried ‘Orlando’; which meant (and it must be remembered that when bright colours like blue and yellow mix themselves in our eyes; some of it rubs off on our thoughts) first the bowing and swaying of bracken as if something were breaking through; which proved to be a ship in full sail; heaving and tossing a little dreamily; rather as if she had a whole year of summer days to make her voyage in; and so the ship bears down; heaving this way; heaving that way; nobly; indolently; and rides over the crest of this wave and sinks into the hollow of that one; and so; suddenly stands over you (who are in a little cockle shell of a boat; looking up at her) with all her sails quivering; and then; behold; they drop all of a heap on deck—as Orlando dropped now into the grass beside him。
Eight or nine days had been spent thus; but on the tenth; which was the 26th of October; Orlando was lying in the bracken; while Shelmerdine recited Shelley (whose entire works he had by heart); when a leaf which had started to fall slowly enough from a treetop whipped briskly across Orlando’s foot。 A second leaf followed and then a third。 Orlando shivered and turned pale。 It was the wind。 Shelmerdine—but it would be more proper now to call him Bonthrop—leapt to his feet。
‘The wind!’ he cried。
Together they ran through the woods; the wind plastering them with leaves as they ran; to the great court and through it and the little courts; frightened servants leaving their brooms and their saucepans to follow after till they reached the Chapel; and there a scattering of lights was lit as fast as could be; one knocking over this bench; another snuffing out that taper。 Bells were rung。 People were summoned。 At length there was Mr Dupper catching at the ends of his white tie and asking where was the prayer book。 And they thrust Queen Mary’s prayer book in his hands and he searched; hastily fluttering the pages; and said; ‘Marmaduke Bonthrop Shelmerdine; and Lady Orlando; kneel down’; and they knelt down; and now they were bright and now they were dark as the light and shadow came flying helter–skelter through the painted windows; and among the banging of innumerable doors and a sound like brass pots beating; the organ sounded; its growl ing loud and faint alternately; and Mr Dupper; who was grown a very old man; tried now to raise his voice above the uproar and could not be heard and then all was quiet for a moment; and one word—it might be ‘the jaws of death’—rang out clear; while all the estate servants kept pressing in with rakes and whips still in their hands to listen; and some sang loud and others prayed; and now a bird was dashed against the pane; and now there was a clap of thunder; so that no one heard the word Obey spoken or saw; except as a golden flash; the ring pass from hand to hand。 All was movement and confusion。 And up they rose with the organ booming and the lightning playing and the rain pouring; and the Lady Orlando; with her ring on her finger; went out into the court in her thin dress and held the swinging stirrup; for the horse was bitted and bridled and the foam was still on his flank; for her husband to mount; which he did with one bound; and the horse leapt forward and Orlando; standing there; cried out Marmaduke Bonthrop Shelmerdine! and he answered her Orlando! and the words went dashing and circling like wild hawks together among the belfries and higher and higher; further and further; faster and faster they circled; till they crashed and fell in a shower of fragments to the ground; and she went in。
CHAPTER 6。
Orlando went indoors。 It was pletely still。 It was very silent。 There was the ink pot: there was the pen; there was the manuscript of her poem; broken off in the middle of a tribute to eternity。 She had been about to say; when Basket and Bartholomew interrupted with the tea things; nothing changes。 And then; in the space of three seconds and a half; everything had changed—she had broken her ankle; fallen in love; married Shelmerdine。
There was the wedding ring on her finger to prove it。 It was true that she had put it there herself before she met Shelmerdine; but that had proved worse than useless。 She now turned the ring round and round; with superstitious reverence; taking care lest it should slip past the joint of her finger。
‘The wedding ring has to be put on the third finger of the left hand’; she said; like a child cautiously repeating its lesson; ‘for it to be of any use at all。’
She spoke thus; aloud and rather more pompously than was her wont; as if she wished someone whose good opinion she desired to overhear her。 Indeed; she had in mind; now that she was at last able to collect her thoughts; the effect that her behaviour would have had upon the spirit of the age。 She was extremely a
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