The Rainbow-虹(英文版)

第13部分 (第7/7頁)

　Then　an　elation　came　over　him　in

spite　of　everything；　whether　his　wife　were　strange　or　sad；　or

whether　he　craved　for　her　to　be　with　him；　it　did　not　matter；　the

air　rang　with　clear　noises；　the　sky　was　like　crystal；　like　a

bell；　and　the　earth　was　hard。　Then　he　worked　and　was　happy；　his

eyes　shining；　his　cheeks　flushed。　And　the　zest　of　life　was

strong　in　him。

The　birds　pecked　busily　round　him；　the　horses　were　fresh　and

ready；　the　bare　branches　of　the　trees　flung　themselves　up　like　a

man　yawning；　taut　with　energy；　the　twigs　radiated　off　into　the

clear　light。　He　was　alive　and　full　of　zest　for　it　all。　And　if

his　wife　were　heavy；　separated　from　him；　extinguished；　then；　let

her　be；　let　him　remain　himself。　Things　would　be　as　they　would

be。　Meanwhile　he　heard　the　ringing　crow　of　a　cockerel　in　the

distance；　he　saw　the　pale　shell　of　the　moon　effaced　on　a　blue

sky。

So　he　shouted　to　the　horses；　and　was　happy。　If；　driving　into

Ilkeston；　a　fresh　young　woman　were　going　in　to　do　her　shopping；

he　hailed　her；　and　reined　in　his　horse；　and　picked　her　up。　Then

he　was　glad　to　have　her　near　him；　his　eyes　shone；　his　voice；

laughing；　teasing　in　a　warm　fashion；　made　the　poise　of　her　head

more　beautiful；　her　blood　ran　quicker。　They　were　both

stimulated；　the　morning　was　fine。

What　did　it　matter　that；　at　the　bottom　of　his　heart；　was　care

and　pain？　It　was　at　the　bottom；　let　it　stop　at　the　bottom。　His

wife；　her　suffering；　her　ing　pain……well；　it　must　be　so。

She　suffered；　but　he　was　out　of　doors；　full　in　life；　and　it

would　be　ridiculous；　indecent；　to　pull　a　long　face　and