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第56章 BOOK THE SECOND:THE GOLDEN THREAD(39)

Within half an hour from the first starting,they were beyond the winking lamps,and the more than winking watchman,and were out upon a lonely road. Another fisherman was picked up here—and that so silently,that if Young Jerry had been superstitious,he might have supposed the second follower of the gentle craft to have,all of a sudden,split himself in two.

The three went on,and Young Jerry went on,until the three stopped under a bank overhanging the road. Upon the top of the bank was a low brick wall,surmounted by an iron railing.In theshadow of bank and wall the three turned out of the road,and up a blind lane,of which the wall—there,risen to some eight or ten feet high—formed one side.Crouching down in a corner,peeping up the lane,the next object that Young Jerry saw was the form of his honoured parent,pretty well defined against a watery and clouded moon,nimbly scaling an iron gate.He was soon over,and then the second fisherman got over,and then the third.They all dropped softly on the ground within the gate,and lay there a little—listening perhaps.Then they moved away on their hands and knees.

It was now Young Jerry's turn to approach the gate:which he did,holding his breath. Crouching down again in a corner there,and looking in,he made out the three fishermen creeping through some rank grass!and all the gravestones in the churchyard—it was a large churchyard that they were in—looking on like ghosts in white,while the church tower itself looked on like the ghost of a monstrous giant.They did not creep far,before they stopped and stood upright.And then they began to fish.

They fished with a spade,at first. Presently the honoured parent appeared to be adjusting some instrument like a great corkscrew.Whatever tools they worked with,they worked hard,until the awful striking of the church clock so terrified Young Jerry,that he made off,with his hair as stiff as his father's.

But,his long-cherished desire to know more about these matters,not only stopped him in his running away,but lured him back again. They were still fishing perseveringly,when he peeped in at the gate for the second time;but now they seemed to have got a bite.There was a screwing and complaining sound down below,and their bent figures were strained,as if by a weight.By slowdegrees the weight broke away the earth upon it,and came to the surface.Young Jerry very well knew what it would be;but,when he saw it,and saw his honoured parent about to wrench it open,he was so frightened,being new to the sight,that he made off again,and never stopped until he had run a mile or more.

He would not have stopped then,for anything less necessary than breath,it being a spectral sort of race that he ran,and one highly desirable to get to the end of. He had a strong idea that the coffin he had seen was running after him;and,pictured as hopping on behind him,bolt upright,upon its narrow end,always on the point of overtaking him and hopping on at his side—perhaps taking his arm—it was a pursuer to shun.It was an inconsistent and ubiquitous fiend too,for,while it was making the whole night behind him dreadful,he darted out into the roadway to avoid dark alleys,fearful of its coming hopping out of them like a dropsical boy's-Kite without tail and wings.It hid in doorways too,rubbing its horrible shoulders against doors,and drawing them up to its ears,as if it were laughing.It got into shadows on the road,and lay cunningly on its back to trip him up.All this time it was incessantly hopping on behind and gaining on him,so that when the boy got to his own door he had reason for being half dead.And even then it would not leave him,but followed him upstairs with a bump on every stair,scrambled into bed with him,and bumped down,dead and heavy,on his breast when he fell asleep.

From his oppressed slumber,Young Jerry in his closet was awakened after daybreak and before sunrise by the presence of his father in the family room. Something had gone wrong with him;at least so Young Jerry inferred,from the circumstance of hisholding Mrs.Cruncher by the ears,and knocking the back of her head against the headboard of the bed.

'I told you I would,'said Mr. Cruncher,'and I did.'

'Jerry,Jerry,Jerry!'his wife implored.

'You oppose yourself to the profit of the business,'said Jerry,'and me and my partners suffer. You was to honour and obey;why the devil don't you?'

'I try to be a good wife,Jerry,'the poor woman protested,with tears.

'Is it being a good wife to oppose your husband's business?Is it honouring your husband to dishonour his business?Is it obeying your husband to disobey him on the wital subject of his business?'

'You hadn't taken to the dreadful business then,Jerry.'

'It's enough for you,'retorted Mr. Cruncher,'to be the wife of a honest tradesman,and not occupy your female mind with calculations when he took to his trade or when he didn't.A honouring and obeying wife would let his trade alone altogether.Call yourself a religious woman?If you're a religious woman,give me a irreligious one!You have no more nat'ral sense of duty than the bed of this here Thames river has of a pile,and similarly it must be knocked into you.'

The altercation was conducted in a low tone of voice,and terminated in the honest tradesman's kicking off his clay-soiled boots,and lying down at his length on the floor. After taking a timid peep at him lying on his back,with his rusty hands under his head for a pillow,his son lay down too,and fell asleep again.

There was no fish for breakfast,and not much of anything else. Mr.Cruncher was out of spirits,and out of temper,and kept an iron pot-lid by him as a projectile for the correction of Mrs.Cruncher,in case he should observe any symptoms of her saying Grace.He was brushed and washed at the usual hour,and set off with his son to pursue his ostensible calling.

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