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第9章

But since the disaster which had befallen Israel's house everything had undergone a change.It was now Israel himself who suggested dubious means of revenue.There was no device of a crafty brain for turning the very air itself into money--ransoms, promissory notes, and false judgments--but Israel thought of it.Thus he persuaded the Governor to send his small currency to the Jewish shops to be changed into silver dollars at the rate of nine ducats to the dollar, when a dollar was worth ten in currency.And after certain of the shopkeepers, having changed fifty thousand dollars at that rate, fled to the Sultan to complain, Israel advised that their debtors should be called together, their debts purchased, and bonds drawn up and certified for ten times the amounts of them.Thus a few were banished from their homes in fear of imprisonment, many were sorely harassed, and some were entirely ruined.

It was a strange spectacle.He whom the rabble gibed at in the public streets held the fate of every man of them in his hand.Their dogs and their asses might bear his name, but their own lives and liberty must answer to it.

Israel looked on at all with an equal mind, neither flinching at his indignities nor glorying in his power.He beheld the wreck of families without remorse, and heard the wail of women and the cry of children without a qualm.Neither did he delight in the sufferings of them that had derided him.His evil impulse was a higher matter--his faith in justice had been broken up.He had been wrong.There was no such thing as justice in the world, and there could, therefore, be no such thing as injustice.There was no thing but the blind swirl of chance, and the wild scramble for life.The man had quarrelled with God.

But Israel's heart was not yet dead.There was one place, where he who bore himself with such austerity towards the world was a man of great tenderness.That place was his own home.What he saw there was enough to stir the fountains of his being--nay, to exhaust them, and to send him abroad as a river-bed that is dry.

In that first hour of his abasement, after he had been confounded before the enemies whom he had expected to confound, Israel had thought of himself, but Ruth's unselfish heart had even then thought only of the babe.

The child was born blind and dumb and deaf.At the feast of life there was no place left for it.So Ruth turned her face from it to the wall, and called on God to take it.

"Take it!" she cried--"take it! Make haste, O God, make haste and take it!"But the child did not die.It lived and grew strong.Ruth herself suckled it, and as she nourished it in her bosom her heart yearned over it, and she forgot the prayer she had prayed concerning it.

So, little by little, her spirit returned to her, and day by day her soul deceived her, and hour by hour an angel out of heaven seemed to come to her side and whisper "Take heart of hope, O Ruth!

God does not afflict willingly.Perhaps the child is not blind, perhaps it is not deaf, perhaps it is not dumb.Who shall ye say?

Wait and see!"

And, during the first few months of its life, Ruth could see no difference in her child from the children of other women.

Sometimes she would kneel by its cradle and gaze into the flower-cup of its eye, an the eye was blue and beautiful, and there was nothing to say that the little cup was broken, and the little chamber dark.

And sometimes she would look at the pretty shell of its ear, and the ear was round and full as a shell on the shore, and nothing told her that the voice of the sea was not heard in it, and that all within was silence.

So Ruth cherished her hope in secret, and whispered her heart and said, "It is well, all is well with the child.She will look upon my face and see it, and listen to my voice and hear it, and her own little tongue will yet speak to me, and make me very glad." And then an ineffable serenity would spread over her face and transfigure it.

But when the time was come that a child's eyes, having grown familiar with the light, should look on its little hands, and stare at its little fingers, and clutch at its cradle, and gaze about in a peaceful perplexity at everything, still the eyes of Ruth's child did not open in seeing, but lay idle and empty.And when the time was ripe that a child's ears should hear from hour to hour the sweet babble of a mother's love, and its tongue begin to give back the words in lisping sounds, the ear of Ruth's child heard nothing, and its tongue was mute.

Then Ruth's spirit sank, but still the angel out of heaven seemed to come to her, and find her a thousand excuses, and say, "Wait, Ruth; only wait, only a little longer."So Ruth held back her tears, and bent above her babe again, and watched for its smile that should answer to her smile, and listened for the prattle of its little lips.But never a sound as of speech seemed to break the silence between the words that trembled from her own tongue, and never once across her baby's face passed the light of her tearful smile.It was a pitiful thing to see her wasted pains, and most pitiful of all for the pains she was at to conceal them.Thus, every day at midday she would carry her little one into the patio, and watch if its eyes should blink in the sunshine; but if Israel chanced to come upon her then, she would drop her head and say, "How sweet the air is to-day, and how pleasant to sit in the sun!""So it is," he would answer, "so it is."

Thus, too, when a bird was singing from the fig-tree that grew in the court, she would catch up her child and carry it close, and watch if its ears should hear; but if Israel saw her, she would laugh--a little shrill laugh like a cry--and cover her face in confusion.

"How merry you are, sweetheart," he would say, and then pass into the house.

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