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1、【英文读物】The Red Court FarmPART THE FIRST. CHAPTER I. Introduction.On a certain portion of the English coast, lying sufficiently convenient to that of France to have given rise to whispers of smuggling in the days gone by, there is a bleak plateau of land, rising high above the sea. It is a venturesome
2、 feat to walk close to its edge and gaze down the perpendicular cliffs to the beach below-enough to make a strong man dizzy. A small beach just there, called the Half-moon from its shape, nearly closed in by the projecting rocks, and accessible only from the sea at high water; at low water a very na
3、rrow path leads from it round the left projection of rock. It was a peculiar place altogether, this spot; and it is necessary to make it pretty clear to the imagination of those who read the story connected with it. The Half-moon itself was never under water, for the tide did not reach it, but the n
4、arrow path winding round to the left was; and that rendered the half-circular beach unapproachable by land at intervals in the four-and twenty hours. A few rude steps shelved down from this Half-moon to a small strip of lower beach underneath, whose ends were lost in the sea. The projecting rocks on
5、 either side, forming as may be said the corners of the Half-moon, went right into the sea. Those on your right hand (standing face to the sea) cut off all communication with the shore beyond, for a depth of water touched them always. Those on the left extended less far out, and the narrow path wind
6、ing round them was dry when the tide was down. It thus arose that the Half-moon could be gained by this one narrow path only, or by a boat from the sea.For all practical purposes it might just as well have been unattainable. Not once in a month-nay, it might be said, not once in twelve months-would
7、any human being stray thither. Not only was there no end to be answered in going to it, but the place was said to be haunted; and the simple villagers around would sooner have spent the night watching in the churchs vaults than have ventured to the Half-moon beach between sundown and cockcrow. The m
8、ost superstitious race of men on the earths surface are sailors; and fishermen partake of the peculiarity.Turning round on the plateau now-it is called the plateau just as the beach below is called the Half-moon-with our backs to the sea, we look inland It is only the plateau that is high; the coast
9、 itself and the lands around lie rather low. On the left hand (remember that our hands have been reversed) a long line of dreary coast stretches onwards, not a habitation to be seen; on the right lies the village-Coastdown. Fishermens huts are built on the side and top of the cliffs, not there so pe
10、rpendicular; small cottages dot the low-lying grass lands; and an opening in the one poor street (if it can be called such) of the village, shows the real useable beach and the few fishing craft moored to it.Standing still on the plateau, our backs to the sea, the eye falls on a landscape of cultiva
11、ted plains, extending out for miles and miles. The only house near to the plateau is exactly opposite to it-a large redbrick house built in a dell. It may be a quarter of a mile distant from the edge of the plateau where we stand, but the gradual descent of the grassy land causes it to look very muc
12、h nearer. This is the Red Court Farm. It is a low, long house, rather than a high one, and has been built on the site of an ancient castle, signs of whose ruins may be seen still. The plateau itself is but as wide as about a good stones throw; and on its lower part, not far from where it joins the l
13、ands of the Red Court Farm, and the descent is rather abrupt, rises a dilapidated circular stone wall, breast high, with a narrow opening where the door used to be. This is called the Round Tower, and is supposed to have been the watch-tower of the castle.The Red Court stands alone, the last house o
14、f the colony, some distance removed from any; its gates and door of entrance are at the end of the house, looking to the village. The nearest building to it is the small old church, St. Peters, standing in the midst of a large graveyard dotted with graves; with its portico-entrance, and its square b
15、elfry, grey with age, green with patches of moss. The high road, advancing from the open country behind-its hard to say whence, or from what bustling cities-comes winding by the entrance gates of the Red Court Farm with a sharp turn, and sees two roads branching off before it. It takes the one to th
16、e right, bearing round to the village, passes through it, and goes careering on to Jutpoint, a small town, some four or five miles distant, having the sea on the right all the way. The other branching road leads past the church to the heath, or common, on which are situated the handful of houses, al
17、l of moderate size, inhabited by the gentry of the place.The only good house was the Red Court Farm. Thornycroft was the name of the family living in it. Mr. Thornycroft owned the Red Court and some of the land around it; and he rented more, which he farmed. Many years ago a gentleman had come down
18、to look at the place, which was for sale, and bought it. He was named Thornycroft. His two sons, Richard and Harry, were fine powerful young men, but wild in their habits, and caused some scandal in the quiet place. Previous to the purchase, the house had been known as the Red Court, it was supposed
19、 from the deep red of the bricks of which it was built. Mr. Thornycroft at once added on the word Farm-the Red Court Farm. A right good farmer he proved himself to be, the extent of the land being about three hundred acres, comprising what he rented. Within a very few years of the purchase Mr. Thorn
20、ycroft died, and Richard, the eldest son, came into possession. In the following year Richard also died, from the effects of an accident in France. Both the brothers were fond of taking continental trips, Richard especially.Thus the place came into the hands of Harry Thornycroft, and he entered upon
21、 it with his wife and little son. His ostensible residence since his marriage had been in London; but he had stayed a great deal at the Red Court Farm. A second son was soon after born, and some five or six years later another boy and a girl. Mrs. Thornycroft, a gentle, ladylike, delicate woman, did
22、 not enjoy robust health. Something in her face and manner seemed to give the idea that she had an inward care-that skeleton in the closet from which so few of us are quite free. Whether it was so or not in her case none could tell. That Harry Thornycroft made her a fond and indulgent husband-that t
23、hey were much attached to each other-there could be no doubt of. Her look of care may have arisen solely from her state of health; perhaps from the secret conviction that she should be called away early from her children. Years before she died Coastdown said she was fading away. Fade away she did, w
24、ithout any very tangible disorder, and was laid to rest in a corner of the churchyard. To those who know where to look for it, her large white tombstone may be distinguished from our standing-place on the plateau. That grief had been long over, and the Red Court itself again.Mr. Thornycroft was a co
25、unty magistrate, and rode in to Jutpoint, when the whim took him, and sat upon the bench there. There was no bench at Coastdown; but petty offenders were brought before him at the Red Court-partly because he was the only gentleman in the commission of the peace living at Coastdown, partly from the f
26、act that he was more wealthy and influential than all the other residents put together. A lenient justice was he, never convicting when he could spare: many a fine, that he himself had imposed from the bench at Jutpoint, was mysteriously conveyed out of his pocket into the poor offenders to save the
27、 man from prison. To say that Justice Thornycroft-the title generally accorded him-was beloved in Coastdown, would be a poor word to define the feeling of the poorer people around. He had a liberal hand, an open heart; and no person carried a tale of trouble to him in vain. His great fault, said the
28、 small gentry around, was unreasonable liberality. Never was there a pleasanter companion than he, and his brother magistrates chuckled when they got an invitation to the Red Court dinners, for they loved the hearty welcome and the jolly cheer.The two elder sons, Richard and Isaac, were fine towerin
29、g men like himself-rather wild both, just what Harry Thornycroft and his elder brother had been in their young days. Richard was dark, stern, and resolute; but he would unbend to courtesy over his wine when guests were at table. The few who remembered the dead elder brother said Richard resembled hi
30、m much more than he did his father, as is sometimes seen to be the case. Certainly in countenance Richard was not like the justice. Isaac was. It was his fathers fair and handsome face over again, with its fine features, its dark-blue eyes, and its profusion of light curling hair. There was altogeth
31、er a great charm in Isaac Thornycroft. His manners were winning; his form, strong and tall as Richards, had a nameless grace and ease that Richards lacked; and his heart and hand were open as his fathers. The young one, Cyril, was less robust than his brothers-quiet, gentle, very much like his dead
32、mother. Cyrils taste was all for books; to the out-of-door life favoured by Richard and Isaac he had never been given. Richard called him a milksop; Isaac would pet him almost as he might a girl; all indulged him. To Richard and Isaac no profession was given; as yet none was talked of for Cyril. The
33、 two elder occupied themselves on the land-ostensibly, at any rate; but half their time was spent in shooting, fishing, hunting, according to the seasons. A thriving farm the Red Court must be, quoth the neighbours given to gossip, for the old man to keep all his sons to it. But it was well known th
34、at Mr. Thornycroft must possess considerable private property; the style of living would alone prove that.A broad gravel drive led straight from the gates to the entrance door. There were different gates and entrances at the back of the house, serving for farm vehicles, for servants, and for people
35、on business generally. The kitchens and other domestic apartments were at the back, looking on to the various buildings behind-barns, stables, and such like. The further end of the stables joined some of the old ruins still standing-in fact, it may be said that part of the ruins were used as such. T
36、he young men kept their dog-cart there-a large, stylish affair, capable of containing no end of dogs-and the fleet, strong, fine horse that usually drew it. The front of the house (as already seen) faced the plateau and the sea-a wide handsome frontage enclosing handsome rooms. And it is quite time
37、we entered them.Through the portico, level with the ground, and up the two steps into the long but somewhat narrow hall-very narrow at the back, and shut in by a door-doors opened on either side of it. The first room on the right was the dining-room-a spacious apartment, warm and comfortable, bright
38、 pictures on its dark wainscoted walls, a rich Turkey carpet giving luxury to the tread. The windows were at the end, looking towards the village and the church belfry; and the fireplace was opposite the door. Passing up the hall, the next room was called familiarly the justice-room. Here Mr. Thorny
39、croft sat when offenders were brought before him, and here he saw his farming people and kept his papers. Beyond this was the staircase, and a door, still on the right, opening on the passage leading to the domestic apartments. On the left-hand side of the entrance-hall was the large drawing-room, i
40、ts windows facing the front; beyond it a smaller and plainer one, always in use. A snug little parlour adjoined this, in which Miss Thornycroft took her lessons: all these three faced the front. The door at the back of the hall opened on a passage and to some rooms used only by the gentlemen. The pa
41、ssage ran through to a side entrance, which was just opposite that portion of the stables built on the old ruins-this was convenient, since the young men, who had a habit of coming in at all hours of the day and night, could put up their horse and dog-cart and let themselves in with their latch-keys
42、 without sound or movement penetrating to the family and household.It is with the study, or Miss Thornycrofts parlour, that we have to do today. Its window is thrown open to the hot July sun-to the green lawn and the shrubs underneath-to the bare plateau beyond, on whose edge a coastguardsman was pa
43、cing on duty-to the sparkling sea in the distance. The paper of the room was of white and gold, pretty drawings and landscapes in water-colours adorning it. Some of them had been done by Miss Thornycroft, some by her late mother. The carpet and chairs were green; the piano, cabinets, and other furni
44、ture were handsome; the white curtains waved in the gentle breeze-altogether it was a room pleasant to look upon.Seated on the music-stool, her face to the door, was a little middle-aged, brown woman, unmistakably French, without her tongue, which was going fluently, a look of reproach on her natura
45、lly placid face. It was Mademoiselle Derode, the governess, resident now some five years at the Red Court. A simple-minded woman, accomplished though she was-good as gold, and timid as her own nature. Richard Thornycroft had related to her some of the ghostly tales connected with the Red Court-or ra
46、ther with its immediate environs-and she would not have stirred out at night alone for the world. Her chamber window when she first came faced the plateau; after hearing the stories she begged and prayed to be removed into another. Mrs. Thornycroft, alive then, complied with a sad smile, and reprove
47、d Richard in her gentle manner for saying anything. If whispers were to be believed, these same ghostly rumours were even then helping to kill Mrs. Thornycroft.Mademoiselle Derode was en colre this morning with her pupil. French, German, English; good music, harp, and piano; drawing and painting; sh
48、e was thoroughly versed in all, and had as thoroughly taught. For her age, Miss Thornycroft was an exceedingly well-educated girl, but apt at times to be a rebellious one. In fact she was growing quite beyond the control of the little governess.The young lady stood by the table facing the window-a t
49、all, very handsome girl of nearly sixteen, with her brother Isaacs fair skin and bright features, and a suspicious look of Richards resolute lip. She wore a blue muslin dress, blue ribbons in her fair hair; her pretty hands were tossing, not in play but petulance, a large white rose, broken short off from its stalk; her well-shaped head was thrown back; her light clear blue eyes looked out defiantly.As if there could be reason in it! spoke mademoiselle in her q