The Rainbow-虹(英文版)

第57部分 (第6/7頁)

n。　She　raised　her

head　like　a　young　horse　snuffing　with　wild　delight。

The　car　swerved　round　a　corner；　and　Ursula　was　swung　against

Skrebensky。　The　contact　made　her　aware　of　him。　With　a　swift；

foraging　impulse　she　sought　for　his　hand　and　clasped　it　in　her

own；　so　close；　so　bined；　as　if　they　were　two　children。

The　wind　blew　in　on　Ursula's　face；　the　mud　flew　in　a　soft；

wild　rush　from　the　wheels；　the　country　was　blackish　green；　with

the　silver　of　new　hay　here　and　there；　and　masses　of　trees　under

a　silver…gleaming　sky。

Her　hand　tightened　on　his　with　a　new　consciousness；　troubled。

They　did　not　speak　for　some　time；　but　sat；　hand…fast；　with

averted；　shining　faces。

And　every　now　and　then　the　car　swung　her　against　him。　And

they　waited　for　the　motion　to　bring　them　together。　Yet　they

stared　out　of　the　windows；　mute。

She　saw　the　familiar　country　racing　by。　But　now；　it　was　no

familiar　country；　it　was　wonderland。　There　was　the　Hemlock　Stone

standing　on　its　grassy　hill。　Strange　it　looked　on　this　wet；

early　summer　evening；　remote；　in　a　magic　land。　Some　rooks　were

flying　out　of　the　trees。

Ah；　if　only　she　and　Skrebensky　could　get　out；　dismount　into

this　enchanted　land　where　nobody　had　ever　been　before！　Then　they

would　be　enchanted　people；　they　would　put　off　the　dull；

customary　self。　If　she　were　wandering　there；　on　that　hill…slope

under　a　silvery；　changing　sky；　in　which　many　rooks　melted　like

hurrying　showers　of　blots！　If　they　could　walk　past　the　wetted

hay…swaths；　smelling　the　early　evening；　and　pass　in　to　the　wood

where　the　honeysuckle　scent　was　sweet　on　the　cold　tang　in　the

air；　and　show