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a simpleton-第59章

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The portable forge and the ox…mill pleased Dick Dale most; but the
partitioned bedsteads charmed Phoebe。  She said;〃 Oh; doctor; how
can one man's head hold so many things?  If there's a man on earth
I can trust my husband with; 'tis you。  But if things go cross up
there; promise me you will come back at once and cast in your lot
with us。  We have got money and stock; and you have got headpiece;
we might do very well together。  Indeed; indeed we might。  Promise
me。  Oh; do; please; promise me!〃

〃I promise you。〃

And on this understanding; Staines and Falcon were equipped with
rifles; pickaxe; shovels; waterproofs; and full saddle…bags; and
started; with many shakings of the hand; and many tears from
Phoebe; for the diamond washings。


CHAPTER XXI。


Phoebe's tears at parting made Staines feel uncomfortable; and he
said so。

〃Pooh; pooh!〃 said Falcon; 〃crying for nothing does a woman good。〃

Christopher stared at him。

Falcon's spirits rose as they proceeded。  He was like a boy let
loose from school。  His fluency and charm of manner served;
however; to cheer a singularly dreary journey。

The travellers soon entered on a vast and forbidding region; that
wearied the eye; at their feet a dull; rusty carpet of dried grass
and wild camomile; with pale…red sand peeping through the burnt and
scanty herbage。  On the low mounds; that looked like heaps of
sifted ashes; struggled now and then into sickliness a ragged;
twisted shrub。  There were flowers too; but so sparse; that they
sparkled vainly in the colorless waste; which stretched to the
horizon。  The farmhouses were twenty miles apart; and nine out of
ten of them were new ones built by the Boers since they degenerated
into white savages: mere huts; with domed kitchens behind them。  In
the dwelling…house the whole family pigged together; with raw flesh
drying on the rafters; stinking skins in a corner; parasitical
vermin of all sorts blackening the floor; and particularly a small;
biting; and odoriferous tortoise; compared with which the insect a
London washerwoman brings into your house in her basket; is a
stroke with a featherand all this without the excuse of penury;
for many of these were shepherd kings; sheared four thousand
fleeces a year; and owned a hundred horses and horned cattle。

These Boers are compelled; by unwritten law; to receive travellers
and water their cattle; but our travellers; after one or two
experiences; ceased to trouble them; for; added to the dirt; the
men were sullen; the women moody; silent; brainless; the whole
reception churlish。  Staines detected in them an uneasy
consciousness that they had descended; in more ways than one; from
a civilized race; and the superior bearing of a European seemed to
remind them what they had been; and might have been; and were not;
so; after an attempt or two; our adventurers avoided the Boers; and
tried the Kafirs。  They found the savages socially superior; though
their moral character does not rank high。

The Kafir cabins they entered were caves; lighted only by the door;
but deliciously cool; and quite clean; the floors of puddled clay
or ants' nests; and very clean。  On entering these cool retreats;
the flies that had tormented them shirked the cool grot; and buzzed
off to the nearest farm to batten on congenial foulness。  On the
fat; round; glossy babies; not a speck of dirt; whereas the little
Boers were cakes thereof。  The Kafir would meet them at the door;
his clean black face all smiles and welcome。  The women and grown
girls would fling a spotless handkerchief over their shoulders in a
moment; and display their snowy teeth; in unaffected joy at sight
of an Englishman。

At one of these huts; one evening; they met with something St。 Paul
ranks above cleanliness even; viz。; Christianity。  A neighboring
lion had just eaten a Hottentot faute de mieux; and these good
Kafirs wanted the Europeans not to go on at night and be eaten for
dessert。  But they could not speak a word of English; and
pantomimic expression exists in theory alone。  In vain the women
held our travellers by the coat…tails; and pointed to a distant
wood。  In vain Kafir pere went on all…fours and growled sore。  But
at last a savage youth ran to the kitchenfor they never cook in
the houseand came back with a brand; and sketched; on the wall of
the hut; a lion with a mane down to the ground; and a saucer eye;
not loving。  The creature's paw rested on a hat and coat and
another fragment or two of a European。  The rest was fore…
shortened; or else eaten。

The picture completed; the females looked; approved; and raised a
dismal howl。

〃A lion on the road;〃 said Christopher gravely。

Then the undaunted Falcon seized the charcoal; and drew an
Englishman in a theatrical attitude; left foot well forward; firing
a gun; and a lion rolling head over heels like a buck rabbit; and
blood squirting out of a hole in his perforated carcass。

The savages saw; and exulted。  They were so off their guard as to
confound representation with fact; they danced round the white
warrior; and launched him to victory。

〃Aha!〃 said Falcon; 〃I took the shine out of their lion; didn't I?〃

〃You did: and once there was a sculptor who showed a lion his
marble group; a man trampling a lion; extracting his tongue; and so
on; but report says it DID NOT CONVINCE THE LION。〃

〃Why; no; a lion is not an ass。  But; for your comfort; there ARE
no lions in this part of the world。  They are myths。  There were
lions in Africa。  But now they are all at the Zoo。  And I wish I
was there too。〃

〃In what characterof a discontented animalwith every blessing?
They would not take you in; too common in England。  Hallo! this is
something new。  What lots of bushes!  We should not have much
chance with a lion here。〃

〃There ARE no lions: it is not the Zoo;〃 said Falcon; but he
spurred on faster。

The country; however; did not change its feature; bushes and little
acacias prevailed; and presently dark forms began to glide across
at intervals。

The travellers held their breath; and pushed on; but at last their
horses flagged; so they thought it best to stop and light a fire
and stand upon their guard。

They did so; and Falcon sat with his rifle cocked; while Staines
boiled coffee; and they drank it; and after two hours' halt; pushed
on; and at last the bushes got more scattered; and they were on the
dreary plain again。  Falcon drew the rein; with a sigh of relief;
and they walked their horses side by side。

〃Well; what has become of the lions?〃 said Falcon jauntily。  He
turned in his saddle; and saw a large animal stealing behind them
with its belly to the very earth; and eyes hot coals; he uttered an
eldrich screech; fired both barrels; with no more aim than a baby;
and spurred away; yelling like a demon。  The animal fled another
way; in equal trepidation at those tongues of flame and loud
reports; and Christopher's horse reared and plunged; and deposited
him promptly on the sward; but he held the bridle; mounted again;
and rode after his companion。  A stern chase is a long chase; and
for that or some other reason he could never catch him again till
sunrise。  Being caught; he ignored the lioness; with cool hauteur:
he said he had ridden on to find comfortable quarters: and craved
thanks。

This was literally the only incident worth recording that the
companions met with in three hundred miles。

On the sixth day out; towards afternoon; they found by inquiring
they were near the diamond washings; and the short route was
pointed out by an exceptionally civil Boer。

But Christopher's eye had lighted upon a sort of chain of knolls;
or little round hills; devoid of vegetation; and he told Falcon he
would like to inspect these; before going farther。

〃Oh;〃 said the Boer; 〃they are not on my farm; thank goodness! they
are on my cousin Bulteel's;〃 and he pointed to a large white house
about four miles distant; and quite off the road。  Nevertheless;
Staines insisted on going to it。  But first they made up to one of
these knolls; and examined it; it was about thirty feet high; and
not a vestige of herbage on it; the surface was composed of sand
and of lumps of gray limestone very hard; diversified with lots of
quartz; mica; and other old formations。

Staines got to the top of it with some difficulty; and examined the
surface all over。  He came down again; and said; 〃All these little
hills mark hot volcanic actionwhy; they are like boiling earth…
bubbleswhich is the very thing; under certain conditions; to turn
carbonate of lime into diamonds。  Now here is plenty of limestone
unnaturally hard; and being in a diamond country; I can fancy no
place more likely to be the matrix than these earth…bubbles。  Let
us tether the horses; and use our shovels。〃

They did so; and found one or two common crystals; and some jasper;
and a piece of chalcedony all in little bubbles; but no diamond。
Falcon said it was wasting time。

Just then the proprietor; a gigantic; pasty colonist; came up; with
his pipe; and stood calmly looking on。  Staines came down; and made
a sort of apology。  Bulteel smiled quietly; and asked what harm
they could do him; raking that rubbish。 
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