CHAPTER 5
TheLastflict
INthesedweekofSeptember,Maggiewasagainsittinginherlonelyroom,battlingwiththeoldshadowyehatwereforeverslainandrisingagain.Itastmidnight,andtherainwasbeatingheavilyagainstthewindow,drivenwithfitfulforcebytherushing,loud-moaningwind.For,thedayafterLucysvisittherehadbeenasuddengeiher:theheatanddroughthadgivenwaytocoldvariablewinds,andheavyfallsofrainatintervals;andshehadbeenforbiddentorisktheplatedjouriltheweathershouldbeoresettled.InthetieshigheruptheFloss,therainshadbeentinuous,andthepletionoftheharvesthadbeeed.Andnow,forthelasttwodays,therainsonthislowercourseoftheriverhadbeenincessant,sothattheoldmenhadshakentheirheadsandtalkedofsixtyyearsago,whenthesamesortofweatherhappeningabouttheequinhtonthegreatfloods,whichsweptthebridgeaway,andreducedthetowntogreatmisery.Buttheyoungergeion,whohadseenseveralsmallfloods,thoughtlightlyofthesesombrerecollesandforebodings,andBobJakin,naturallyproakeahopefulviewofhisownluck,laughedathismotherwhensheregrettedtheirhavingtakenahousebytheriver-side;thatbutforthattheywouldhavehadnoboats,whichwerethemostluckyofpossessionsincaseofafloodthatobligedthemtogotoadistanceforfood.Butthecarelessandthefearfulwerealikesleepingintheirbedsnow.Thereethattherainwouldabate,bythemorrow;threateningsofaworsekindfromsuddenthawsafterfallsofsnow,hadoftenpassedoffintheexperieheyoungerones;andattheveryworst,thebankswouldbesuretobreaklowerdowntheriverwheidecameinwithviolendsothewaterswouldbecarriedoff,withoutcausingmorethantemporaryinveniendlossesthatwouldbefeltonlybythepoorersort,whomcharitywouldrelieve.
Allwereintheirbedsnow,foritastmidnight:allexceptsomesolitarywatcherssuchasMaggie.Shewasseateditleparlourtowardstheriverwithonedle,thatlefteverythingdimintheroom,exceptaletterwhichlaybeforeheroable.Thatletter,whichhadetohertoday,wasohecausesthathadkeptherupfaronintothenight-unscioushowthehoursweregoing-carelessofseeki-withnoimageofrestingacrosshermind,exceptofthatfar,faroffrest,fromwhichtherewouldbenomorewakingforherintothisstrugglihlylife.
TwodaysbefgiereceivedthatlettershehadbeentotheRectoryforthelasttime.Theheavyrainwouldhavepreventedherfromgoingsitherewasanotherreason.DrKenn,atfirstenlightenedonlybyafewhintsastotheurnwhichgossipandslanderhadtakeiontoMaggie,hadretlybeenmademorefullyawareofitbyanearremonstranoneofhismaleparishiainsttheindiscretionofpersistingiempttooveretheprevalentfeelingintheparishbyacourseofresistance.DrKenn,havingascevoidofoffehematter,wasstillinedtopersevere-wasstillaversetogivewaybeforeapublitimentthatwasodiousandptible;buthewasfinallywroughtuponbythesiderationofthepeculiarresponsibilityattachedtohisoffice,ofavoidingtheappearanceofevil-andthat`appearanceisalwaysdepeontheaveragequalityofsurroundingminds.Wherethesemindsarelowandgross,theareaofthat`appearanceisproportionatelywidened.Perhapshewasindangerofagfromobstinacy;perhapsitwashisdutytosuccumb:stiouspeopleareapttoseetheirdutyinthatwhichisthemostpainfulcourse;andtorecedewasalainfultoDrKenn.HemadeuphismindthathemustadviseMaggietogoawayfromStOggsforatime;andheperformedthatdifficulttaskwithasmuchdelicacyashecould,onlystatinginvaguetermsthathefoundhisattempttotenaaywasasourceofdiscordbetweenhimselfandhisparishiohatwaslikelytoobstructhisusefulnessasaclergyman.Hebeggedhertoallowhimtowritetoaclericalfriendofhis,whomightpossiblytakeherintohisownfamily,asgoverness;and,ifnot,wouldprobablyknowofsomeotheravailablepositionforayoungwomaninwhosewelfareDrKeastrongi.
Pielistehatremblinglip:shecouldsaynothingbutafaint`thankyou-Ishallbegrateful;andshewalkedbacktings,throughthedrivingrain,withanewsenseofdesolatiobealonelywanderer;shemustgooutamongfreshfaces,thatwouldlookatherwly,becausethedaysdidnotseemjoyfultoher;shemustbeginanewlife,inwhichshewouldhavetorouseherselftoreceivenewimpressions-andshewassounspeakably,siinglyweary!Therewasnohome,nohelpfortheerrihosewhopitied,werestraiohardness.Butoughtshetoplain?Oughtshetoshrinkinthiswayfromthelongpenanceoflife,whichwasallthepossibilityshehadoflighteningtheloadtosomeothersufferers,andsogingthatpassionateerrorintoanewforceofunselfishhumanlove?Allthedayshesatinherlonelyroomwithawindowdarkehecloudandthedrivingrain,thinkingofthatfuturealingforpatience:-forosecouldpieeverwibywrestling?
Andohirdday-thisdayofwhichshehadjustsatouttheclose-theletterhadewhichwaslyingoablebeforeher.
TheletterwasfromStephen.HewasebaHolland:hewasatMudpain,unknowntoanyofhisfriends;andhadwrittentoherfromthatplaclosiertoapersonwhomhetrustedinStOggs.Frombeginningtoend,itassionatecryofreproaappealagainstheruselesssacrifi-ofherself:againstthatpervertednotihtwhichledhertocrushallhishopes,forthesakeofamereidea,andnotanysubstantialgood-hishopes,whomsheloved,andwholovedherwiththatsingleoverppassion,thatworship,whichamannevergivestoawomahanonhislife.
`TheyhavewritteyouaretomarryKenn.AsifIshouldbelievethat!Perhapstheyhavetoldyousomesuchfablesaboutme.PerhapstheytellyouIhavebeen"travelling."Mybodyhasbeendraggedaboutsomewhere;butIhaveravelledfromthehideousplacewhereyouleftme-whereIstartedupfromthestuporofhelplessragetofindyougone.
`Maggie!whosepainhavebeenlikemine?Whoseinjuryislikemine?Whobesidesmehasmetthatlonglookoflovethathasburntitselfintomysoul,sothatnoeethere?Maggie,callmebacktoyou!-callmebacktolifeandgoodness!Iambanishedfrombothnow.Ihavenomotives:Iamindifferenttoeverything.TwomonthshaveonlydeepehecertaintythatIevercareforlifewithoutyou.Writemeoneword-say,"e!"IntwodaysIshouldbewithyou.Maggie-haveyottenwhatitwastobetogether?-tobewithinreachofalook-tobewithinhearingofeachothersvoice?
WhenMaggiefirstreadthislettershefeltasifherrealtemptationhadonlyjustbegun.Attheentrahechilldarkcaverurnwithunworncefromthewarmlight:buthoehavetroddenfarinthedampdarkness,andhavebeguntobefaintandweary-how,ifthereisasuddenopeningaboveus,andweareinvitedbackagaintothelife-nourishingday?Theleapofnaturallongingfromuhepressureofpainissthatalllessimmediatemotivesarelikelytobefotten-tillthepainhasbeenescapedfrom.
Forhgiefeltasifherstrugglehadbeeninvain.ForhourseveryotherthoughtthatshestrovetosummonwasthrustasidebytheimageofStephenwaitingforthesinglewordthatwouldbringhimtoher.Shedidheletter:sheheardhimutteringit,andthevoiceshookherwithitsoldstrangepower.Allthedaybeforeshehadbeenfilledwiththevisionofalonelyfuturethroughwhichshemustcarrytheburthe,upheldonlybygingfaith.Andhere-closewithinherereach-urgingitselfuponherevenasaclaim-wasaure,inwhichhardendurandeffortweretobeexgedforeasydeliciousleaningonanotherslovingstrength!AhatpromiseofjoyintheplaceofsadnessdidnotmakethedireforceofthetemptationtoMaggie.ItwasStephenstoneofmisery,-itwasthedoubtiiceofherownresolve,thatmadethebalaremble,andmadeheroartfromherseattoreachthepenandpaper,andwrite`e!
Butcloseuponthatdecisiveact,hermindrecoiled;andthesenseoftradiwithherpastselfinhermomentsthandclearness,cameuponherlikeapangofsciousdegradation.No-shemustwait-shemustpray-thelightthathadforsakenherwouldeagain:sheshouldfeelagainwhatshehadfelt,whenshehadfledaway,underaninspiratienoughtoqueragony-toquerlove:sheshouldfeelagainwhatshehadfeltwhenLucystoodbyher,whenPhilipsletterhadstirredallthefibresthatbouhecalmerpast.
Shesatquitestill,faronintothenight:withnoimpulsetogeherattitude,withoutactiveforoughevenforthementalactofprayer:onlywaitingforthelightthatwouldsurelyeagain.
Itcamewiththememoriesthatnopassioncouldlongquench:thelongpastcamebacktoherandwithitthefountainsofself-renoungpityandaffe,offaithfulnessandresolve.Thewordsthatweremarkedbythequiethandileoldbookthatshehadlongagolearnedbyheart,rushedeventoherlips,andfouforthemselvesinalowmurmurthatwasquitelostinthelouddrivingoftherainagainstthewindowandtheloudmoanandroarofthewind:`IhavereceivedtheCross,Ihavereceiveditfromthyhand;Iwillbearit,atilldeath,asthouhastlaidituponme.
Butsoonotherwordsrosethatcouldfindnoutterainasob:`Fiveme,Stephen!Itwillpassaway.Youwillebacktoher.
Shetookuptheletter,heldittothedle,aburnslowlyonthehearth.To-morrowshewouldwritetohimthelastword.
`Iwillbearit,atilldeath...Buthowlongitwillbebeforedeathes!Iamsoyoung,sohealthy.HowshallIhavepatiendstrength?OGod,amItleandfallaagain?-haslifeothertrialsashardformestill?Withthatcryofself-despair,Maggiefellonherkneesagainstthetable,andburiedhersorrow-striface.HersoulwentouttotheUythatwouldbewithhertotheend.Surelytherewassomethiaughtherbythisexperienceofgreatneed;abelearniofhumantendernessandlong-suffering,thatthelesserringcouldhardlyknow?`OGod,ifmylifeistobelomelivetoblessandfort--
AtthatmomentMaggiefeltastartliionofsuddencoldaboutherkneesawaswaterflowingunderher.Shestartedup-thestreamwasflowinguhedoorthatledintothepassage.Shewasnotbewilderedforaninstant-shekwastheflood!
Thetumultofemotionshehadbeenenduringforthelasttwelvehoursseemedtohaveleftagreatcalminher:withoutscreaming,shehurriedwiththedleupstairstoBobJakinsbedroom.Thedoorwasajar-shewentinandshookhimbytheshoulder.
`Bob,theFloodise!itisinthehouse!letusseeifwemaketheboatssafe.
Shelightedhisdle,whilethepoorwife,snatgupherbaby,burstintoscreams;andthenshehurrieddownagaihewaterswererisingfast.Theredownintotheroomatthedoorleadingfromthestaircase:shesawthatthewaterwasalreadyonalevelwiththestep.Whileshewaslooking,somethingcamewithatremendouscrashagainstthewindow,aheleadedpanesandtheoldwoodenframeworkinwardsinshivers,-thei.
`Itistheboat!criedMaggie.`Bob,edowheboats!
Andwithoutamomentsshudderoffear,shepluhroughthewater,whichwasrisingfasttoherknees,andbytheglimmeringlightofthedleshehadleftoairs,shemouothewindow-sill,aintotheboat,whichwasleftwiththeprowlodgingandprotrudingthroughthewindow.Bobwasnotlongafterher,hurryingwithoutshoesorstogs,butwiththelanthorninhishand.
`Why,theyrebothhere-boththeboats,saidBob,ashegotintotheonewhereMaggiewas.`Itswonderfulthisfasteningisntbroketoo,aswellasthem.
Iementofgettingintotheotherboat,unfasteningitandmasteringanoar,BobwasnotstruckwiththedangerMaggieincurred.Wearenotapttofearforthefearless,whenwearepanionsintheirdanger,andBobsmindwasabsorbedinpossibleexpedientsforthesafetyofthehelplessin-doors.ThefactthatMaggiehadbeenup,hadwakedhim,andhadtakentheleadinactivity,gaveBobavagueimpressionofherasonewhowouldhelptoproteotobeprotected.Shetoohadgotpossessionofanoar,andhadpushedoff,soastoreleasetheboatfromtheingwindow-frame.
`Thewatersrisingsofast,saidBob,`Idoubtitllbeinatthechambersbeforelong-thhouseissolow.IvemoremindtogetPrissyandthechildaherintotheboat,ifIcouldandtrustentothewater-fortholdhouseisnonesosafe.AndifIletgotheboat-butyou,heexclaimed,suddenlyliftingthelightofhislanthornonMaggie,asshestoodintherainwiththeoarinherhandandherblackhairstreaming.
Maggiehadnotimetoanswer,foraidalcurrealongthelihehouses,anddroveboththeboatsoutontothewidewater,withaforcethatcarriedthemfarpastthemeetingcurrentoftheriver.
InthefirstmomentsMaggiefeltnothing,thoughtofnothing,butthatshehadsuddenlypassedawayfromthatlifewhichshehadbeendreading:itwasthetransitioh,withoutitsagony-andshewasalohedarknesswithGod.
Thewholethinghadbeensorapid-sodreamlike-thatthethreadsofordinaryassociationwerebroken:shesankdownoclutgtheoarmeically,andforalongwhilehadnodistinceptionofherposition.Thefirstthingthatwakedhertofullersciousness,wasthecessationoftherain,andaperceptionthatthedarknesswasdividedbythefailight,whichpartedtheinggloomfromtheimmeasurablewaterylevelbelow.Shewasdrivenoutupontheflood:-thatawfulvisitationofGodwhichherfatherusedtotalkof-whichhadmadethenightmareofherchildishdreams.Andwiththatthoughtthererushedinthevisionoftheoldhome-andTom-aher-theyhadalllisteogether.
`OGod,whereamI?Whichisthewayhome?shecriedout,inthedimloneliness.
WhateningtothemattheMill?Thefloodhadonearlydestroyedit.Theymightbeindanger-indistress:hermotherandherbrother,alohere,beyondreachofhelp!Herwholesoulwasstrainednowonthatthought;ahelong-lovedfaceslookingforhelpintothedarkness,andfindingnone.
Shewasfloatinginsmoothwaternow-perhapsfarontheover-floodedfields.Therewasnosenseofpresentdaochecktheoutgoingofhermindtotheoldhome;arainedhereyesagainstthecurtainofgloomthatshemightseizethefirstsightofherwhereabout-thatshemightcatefaintsuggestionofthespottowardswhichallheraiestended.
Ohowwele,thewideningofthatdismalwaterylevel-thegradualupliftingofthecloudyfirmament-theslowlydefiningblaessofobjectsabovetheglassydark!Yes-shemustbeoutonthefields-thosewerethetopsofhedgerowtrees.Whichwaydidtheriverlie?Lookingbehindher,shesawthelinesofblacktrees:lookingbeforehertherewerehen,theriverlaybeforeher.Sheseizedanoaraopaddletheboatforwardwiththeenergyofwakeninghope:thedawnioadvancemoreswiftly,nowshewasina;andshecouldsoohepoordumbbeastscrowdingpiteouslyonamouheyhadtakenrefuge.Onwardshepaddledandrowedbyturnsinthegrowingtwilight:herwetclothesgroundher,areaminghairwasdashedaboutbythewind,butshewashardlysciousofanybodilysensations-exceptasensationth,inspiredbymightyemotion.Alongwiththesenseofdangerandpossiblerescueforthoselong-rememberedbeingsattheoldhome,therewasanundefinedsenseofrecilementwithherbrother:whatquarrel,whatharshness,whatunbeliefineachothersubsistinthepresenceofagreatcalamitywhenalltheartificialvestureofourlifeisgone,andwearealloheachotherinprimitivemortalneeds?Vaguely,Maggiefeltthis;-irongresurgentlovetowardsherbrotherthatsweptawayallthelaterimpressionsofhard,crueloffendmisuanding,aonlythedeep,underlying,unshakablememoriesofearlyunion.
Butnowtherewasalargedarkmassiandiecoulddisthecurrentoftheriver.Thedarkmassmustbe-yes,itwas-StOggs.Ah,nowsheknewwhichwaytolookforthefirstglimpseofthewell-knowhegreywillows,thenowyellowinuts-andabovethemtheoldroof;buttherewasnocolour,noshapeyet:allwasfaintanddim.Moreandmorestronglytheenergiesseemedtoeandputthemselvesforth,asifherlifewereastored-upforcethatwasbeiinthishour,unneededforanyfuture.
ShemustgetherboatintothecurrentoftheFloss-elseshewouldneverbeabletopasstheRipple,andapproachthehouse:thiswasthethoughtthatoccurredtoher,assheimagihmoreandmorevividhestateofthingsroundtheoldhome.Butthenshemightbecarriedveryfardown,andbeuoguideherboatoutofthecurrentagain.Forthefirsttimedistinctideasofdangerbegantopressuponher;buttherewasnochoiceofcourses,noroomforhesitation,andshefloatedintothecurrent.Swiftlyshewentnow,withouteffort;moreandmoreclearlyinthelesseningdistahegrowinglight,shebegantodistheobjectsthatsheknewmustbethewell-knowntreesandroofs:nay,shewasnotfaroffarushingmuddycurrentthatmustbethestrangelyalteredRipple.
GreatGod!therewerefloatingmassesinit,thatmightdashagainstherboatasshepassed,andcausehertoperishtoosoon.Whatwerethosemasses?--
ForthefirsttimeMaggiesheartbegainanagonyofdread.Shesathelpless-dimlysciousthatshewasbeingfloatedalong-moreintenselysciousoftheanticipatedclash.Butthehorrorwastra:itpassedawaybeforetheoningwarehousesofStOggs:shehadpassedthemouthoftheRipple,then:now,shemustuseallherskillandpowertomaheboataifpossible,outofthecurrent.Shecouldseenowthatthebridgewasbrokendown:shecouldseethemastsofastrandedvesselfaroutoverthewateryfield.Butnoboatsweretobeseenmovingontheriver-suchashadbeenlaidhandsonmustbeemployedinthefloodedstreets.
Withnewresolution,Maggieseizedheroar,andstoodupagaintopaddle:butthenowebbingtideaddedtotheswiftnessoftheriver,andshewascarriedalongbeyondthebridge.Shecouldhearshoutsfromthewindowsoverlookingtheriver,asifthepeopletherewerecallingtoher.ItwasnottillshehadpassedonnearlytoToftonthatshecouldgettheboatclearofthecurrent.ThenwithoneyearninglooktowardsheruncleDeaneshousethatlayfartherdowntheriver,shetooktobothheroarsandrowedwithallhermightacrossthewateryfields,backtowardstheMill.Colourwasbeginningtoawakenow,andassheapproachedtheDorlcotefields,shecoulddisthetintsofthetrees-couldseetheoldScotchfirsfartht,andthehomechestnuts-Oh!howdeeptheylayier:deeperthareesonthissidethehill.AndtheroofoftheMill-wherewasit?ThoseheavyfragmentshurryingdowntheRipple-whathadtheymeant?Butitwasnotthehouse-thehousestoodfirm:drowothefirststory,butstillfirm-orwasitbrokeninattheendtowardstheMill?
Withpantingjoythatshewasthereatlast-joythatovercamealldistress,Maggiehefrontofthehouse.Atfirstsheheardnosound:shesawnoobjectmoving.Herboatwasonalevelwiththeupstairswindows.Shecalledoutinaloudpiergvoice,
`Tom,whereareyou?Mother,whereareyou?HereisMaggie!
Soon,fromthewindowoftheattithetralgable,sheheardTomsvoice:
`Whoisit?Haveyhtaboat?
`ItisI,Tom-Maggie.Whereismother?
`Sheisnothere:shewenttoGarum,thedaybeforeyesterday.Illedowntothelowerwindow.
`Alone,Maggie?saidTom,inavoiceofdeepastonishment,asheopehemiddlewindowonalevelwiththeboat.
`Yes,Tom:Godhastakene,tmetoyou.Getinquickly.Istherenooneelse?
`No,saidTom,steppingintotheboat,`Ifearthemanisdrowned-hewascarrieddowntheRipple,Ithink,whenpartofthemillfellwiththecrashoftreesandstonesagainstit:Iveshoutedagainandagain,andtherehasbeennoanswer.Givemetheoars,Maggie.
ItwasnottillTomhadpushedoffandtheywereonthewidewater-hefacetofacewithMaggie-thatthefullmeaningofwhathadhappenedrusheduponhismind.Itcamewithsooverpaforce-suentirelynewrevelationtohisspirit,ofthedepthsihathadlainbeyondhisvisionwhichhehadfanciedsokeenahathewasuoaskaquestiomutelygazingateachgiewitheyesofintenselifelookingoutfromaweary,beateompalewithacertainaweandhumiliation.Thoughtwasbusythoughthelipsweresilent:andthoughhecouldaskion,heguessedastoryofalmostmiraculousdivinely-protectedeffort.Butatlastamistgatheredovertheblue-greyeyes,andthelipsfoundawordtheycouldutter:theoldchildish-`Magsie!
Maggieakenoaalongdeepsobofthatmysteriouswondroushappihatisohpain.
Assoonasshecouldspeak,shesaid,`WewillgotoLu:wellgoandseeifsheissafe,andthenwehelptherest.
Tomrowedwithuntiredvigour,andwithadifferentspeedfrompies.Theboatwassooninthecurrentoftheriveragain,andsoontheywouldbeatTofton.
`ParkHousestandshighupoutoftheflood,saidMaggie,`PerhapstheyhavegotLucythere.
Nothingelsewassaid;anewdangerwasbeingcarriedtowardsthembytheriver.Somewoodenmaeryhadjustgivenwayohewharves,andhugefragmentswerebeingfloatedalong.Thesunwasrisingnow,andthewideareaofwaterydesolationreadoutindreadfulclearnessaroundthem-indreadfulclearnessfloatedonwardsthehurrying,threateningmasses.AlargepanyinaboatthatwaswitswayalonguheToftonhouses,observedtheirdanger,andshouted,`Getoutofthecurrent!
ButthatcouldnotbedoondTom,lookingbeforehim,sawDeathrushingonthem.Hugefragments,gingtogetherinfatalfellowship,madeonewidemassacrossthestream.
`Itising,Maggie!Tomsaid,inadeephoarsevoice,loosingtheoars,andclaspingher.
Theinstawasnolongerseenupoer-andthehugemasswashurryingoniriumph.
Butsoonthekeeloftheboatreappeared,ablackspethegoldenwater.
Theboatreappeared-butbrotherandsisterhadgonedowninanembraevertobeparted-livingthroughagaininonesuprememoment,thedayswhentheyhadclaspedtheirlittlehandsinlove,androamedthedaisiedfieldstogether.
clusion
NATURErepairsherravages-repairsthemwithhersunshine,andwithhumanlabour.Thedesolatihtbythatflood,hadleftlittlevisibletrathefaceoftheearth,fiveyearsafter.Thefifthautumnwasrigolden-stacks,risinginthickclustersamoanthedgerows;thewharvesandwarehousesontheFlosswerebusyagain,withechoesofeagervoices,withhopefulladingandunlading.
Andeverymanandwomaiohishistorywasstillliving-exceptthosewhoseendweknow.
Naturerepairsherravages-butnotall.Theuptorntreesarenotrootedagaiedhillsareleftscarred:ifthereisanewgrowth,thetreesarenotthesameastheold,andthehillsunderheirgreeurebearthemarksofthepastrending.Totheeyesthathavedwelto,thereisnhrepair.
Dorlillwasrebuilt.AndDorlcotechurchyard,-wherethebrickgravethatheldafatherwhomweknow,wasfoundwiththestonelaidprostrateuponitaftertheflood,-hadrecoveredallitsgrassyorderaquiet.
hatbrickgravetherewasatomberectedverysooheflood,fortwobodiesthatwerefoundinbraditwasoftenvisitedatdifferentmomentsbytwomenwhobothfeltthattheirkeejoyasorrowwereforeverburiedthere.
Ohemvisitedthetombagainwithasweetfacebesidehim-butthatwasyearsafter.
Theotherwasalwayssolitary.HisgreatpanionshipwasamoreesoftheRedDeeps,wheretheburiedjoyseemedstilltohover-likearevisitingspirit.
ThetombboretheomandMaggieTulliver,ahewaswritten--
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INthesedweekofSeptember,Maggiewasagainsittinginherlonelyroom,battlingwiththeoldshadowyehatwereforeverslainandrisingagain.Itastmidnight,andtherainwasbeatingheavilyagainstthewindow,drivenwithfitfulforcebytherushing,loud-moaningwind.For,thedayafterLucysvisittherehadbeenasuddengeiher:theheatanddroughthadgivenwaytocoldvariablewinds,andheavyfallsofrainatintervals;andshehadbeenforbiddentorisktheplatedjouriltheweathershouldbeoresettled.InthetieshigheruptheFloss,therainshadbeentinuous,andthepletionoftheharvesthadbeeed.Andnow,forthelasttwodays,therainsonthislowercourseoftheriverhadbeenincessant,sothattheoldmenhadshakentheirheadsandtalkedofsixtyyearsago,whenthesamesortofweatherhappeningabouttheequinhtonthegreatfloods,whichsweptthebridgeaway,andreducedthetowntogreatmisery.Buttheyoungergeion,whohadseenseveralsmallfloods,thoughtlightlyofthesesombrerecollesandforebodings,andBobJakin,naturallyproakeahopefulviewofhisownluck,laughedathismotherwhensheregrettedtheirhavingtakenahousebytheriver-side;thatbutforthattheywouldhavehadnoboats,whichwerethemostluckyofpossessionsincaseofafloodthatobligedthemtogotoadistanceforfood.Butthecarelessandthefearfulwerealikesleepingintheirbedsnow.Thereethattherainwouldabate,bythemorrow;threateningsofaworsekindfromsuddenthawsafterfallsofsnow,hadoftenpassedoffintheexperieheyoungerones;andattheveryworst,thebankswouldbesuretobreaklowerdowntheriverwheidecameinwithviolendsothewaterswouldbecarriedoff,withoutcausingmorethantemporaryinveniendlossesthatwouldbefeltonlybythepoorersort,whomcharitywouldrelieve.
Allwereintheirbedsnow,foritastmidnight:allexceptsomesolitarywatcherssuchasMaggie.Shewasseateditleparlourtowardstheriverwithonedle,thatlefteverythingdimintheroom,exceptaletterwhichlaybeforeheroable.Thatletter,whichhadetohertoday,wasohecausesthathadkeptherupfaronintothenight-unscioushowthehoursweregoing-carelessofseeki-withnoimageofrestingacrosshermind,exceptofthatfar,faroffrest,fromwhichtherewouldbenomorewakingforherintothisstrugglihlylife.
TwodaysbefgiereceivedthatlettershehadbeentotheRectoryforthelasttime.Theheavyrainwouldhavepreventedherfromgoingsitherewasanotherreason.DrKenn,atfirstenlightenedonlybyafewhintsastotheurnwhichgossipandslanderhadtakeiontoMaggie,hadretlybeenmademorefullyawareofitbyanearremonstranoneofhismaleparishiainsttheindiscretionofpersistingiempttooveretheprevalentfeelingintheparishbyacourseofresistance.DrKenn,havingascevoidofoffehematter,wasstillinedtopersevere-wasstillaversetogivewaybeforeapublitimentthatwasodiousandptible;buthewasfinallywroughtuponbythesiderationofthepeculiarresponsibilityattachedtohisoffice,ofavoidingtheappearanceofevil-andthat`appearanceisalwaysdepeontheaveragequalityofsurroundingminds.Wherethesemindsarelowandgross,theareaofthat`appearanceisproportionatelywidened.Perhapshewasindangerofagfromobstinacy;perhapsitwashisdutytosuccumb:stiouspeopleareapttoseetheirdutyinthatwhichisthemostpainfulcourse;andtorecedewasalainfultoDrKenn.HemadeuphismindthathemustadviseMaggietogoawayfromStOggsforatime;andheperformedthatdifficulttaskwithasmuchdelicacyashecould,onlystatinginvaguetermsthathefoundhisattempttotenaaywasasourceofdiscordbetweenhimselfandhisparishiohatwaslikelytoobstructhisusefulnessasaclergyman.Hebeggedhertoallowhimtowritetoaclericalfriendofhis,whomightpossiblytakeherintohisownfamily,asgoverness;and,ifnot,wouldprobablyknowofsomeotheravailablepositionforayoungwomaninwhosewelfareDrKeastrongi.
Pielistehatremblinglip:shecouldsaynothingbutafaint`thankyou-Ishallbegrateful;andshewalkedbacktings,throughthedrivingrain,withanewsenseofdesolatiobealonelywanderer;shemustgooutamongfreshfaces,thatwouldlookatherwly,becausethedaysdidnotseemjoyfultoher;shemustbeginanewlife,inwhichshewouldhavetorouseherselftoreceivenewimpressions-andshewassounspeakably,siinglyweary!Therewasnohome,nohelpfortheerrihosewhopitied,werestraiohardness.Butoughtshetoplain?Oughtshetoshrinkinthiswayfromthelongpenanceoflife,whichwasallthepossibilityshehadoflighteningtheloadtosomeothersufferers,andsogingthatpassionateerrorintoanewforceofunselfishhumanlove?Allthedayshesatinherlonelyroomwithawindowdarkehecloudandthedrivingrain,thinkingofthatfuturealingforpatience:-forosecouldpieeverwibywrestling?
Andohirdday-thisdayofwhichshehadjustsatouttheclose-theletterhadewhichwaslyingoablebeforeher.
TheletterwasfromStephen.HewasebaHolland:hewasatMudpain,unknowntoanyofhisfriends;andhadwrittentoherfromthatplaclosiertoapersonwhomhetrustedinStOggs.Frombeginningtoend,itassionatecryofreproaappealagainstheruselesssacrifi-ofherself:againstthatpervertednotihtwhichledhertocrushallhishopes,forthesakeofamereidea,andnotanysubstantialgood-hishopes,whomsheloved,andwholovedherwiththatsingleoverppassion,thatworship,whichamannevergivestoawomahanonhislife.
`TheyhavewritteyouaretomarryKenn.AsifIshouldbelievethat!Perhapstheyhavetoldyousomesuchfablesaboutme.PerhapstheytellyouIhavebeen"travelling."Mybodyhasbeendraggedaboutsomewhere;butIhaveravelledfromthehideousplacewhereyouleftme-whereIstartedupfromthestuporofhelplessragetofindyougone.
`Maggie!whosepainhavebeenlikemine?Whoseinjuryislikemine?Whobesidesmehasmetthatlonglookoflovethathasburntitselfintomysoul,sothatnoeethere?Maggie,callmebacktoyou!-callmebacktolifeandgoodness!Iambanishedfrombothnow.Ihavenomotives:Iamindifferenttoeverything.TwomonthshaveonlydeepehecertaintythatIevercareforlifewithoutyou.Writemeoneword-say,"e!"IntwodaysIshouldbewithyou.Maggie-haveyottenwhatitwastobetogether?-tobewithinreachofalook-tobewithinhearingofeachothersvoice?
WhenMaggiefirstreadthislettershefeltasifherrealtemptationhadonlyjustbegun.Attheentrahechilldarkcaverurnwithunworncefromthewarmlight:buthoehavetroddenfarinthedampdarkness,andhavebeguntobefaintandweary-how,ifthereisasuddenopeningaboveus,andweareinvitedbackagaintothelife-nourishingday?Theleapofnaturallongingfromuhepressureofpainissthatalllessimmediatemotivesarelikelytobefotten-tillthepainhasbeenescapedfrom.
Forhgiefeltasifherstrugglehadbeeninvain.ForhourseveryotherthoughtthatshestrovetosummonwasthrustasidebytheimageofStephenwaitingforthesinglewordthatwouldbringhimtoher.Shedidheletter:sheheardhimutteringit,andthevoiceshookherwithitsoldstrangepower.Allthedaybeforeshehadbeenfilledwiththevisionofalonelyfuturethroughwhichshemustcarrytheburthe,upheldonlybygingfaith.Andhere-closewithinherereach-urgingitselfuponherevenasaclaim-wasaure,inwhichhardendurandeffortweretobeexgedforeasydeliciousleaningonanotherslovingstrength!AhatpromiseofjoyintheplaceofsadnessdidnotmakethedireforceofthetemptationtoMaggie.ItwasStephenstoneofmisery,-itwasthedoubtiiceofherownresolve,thatmadethebalaremble,andmadeheroartfromherseattoreachthepenandpaper,andwrite`e!
Butcloseuponthatdecisiveact,hermindrecoiled;andthesenseoftradiwithherpastselfinhermomentsthandclearness,cameuponherlikeapangofsciousdegradation.No-shemustwait-shemustpray-thelightthathadforsakenherwouldeagain:sheshouldfeelagainwhatshehadfelt,whenshehadfledaway,underaninspiratienoughtoqueragony-toquerlove:sheshouldfeelagainwhatshehadfeltwhenLucystoodbyher,whenPhilipsletterhadstirredallthefibresthatbouhecalmerpast.
Shesatquitestill,faronintothenight:withnoimpulsetogeherattitude,withoutactiveforoughevenforthementalactofprayer:onlywaitingforthelightthatwouldsurelyeagain.
Itcamewiththememoriesthatnopassioncouldlongquench:thelongpastcamebacktoherandwithitthefountainsofself-renoungpityandaffe,offaithfulnessandresolve.Thewordsthatweremarkedbythequiethandileoldbookthatshehadlongagolearnedbyheart,rushedeventoherlips,andfouforthemselvesinalowmurmurthatwasquitelostinthelouddrivingoftherainagainstthewindowandtheloudmoanandroarofthewind:`IhavereceivedtheCross,Ihavereceiveditfromthyhand;Iwillbearit,atilldeath,asthouhastlaidituponme.
Butsoonotherwordsrosethatcouldfindnoutterainasob:`Fiveme,Stephen!Itwillpassaway.Youwillebacktoher.
Shetookuptheletter,heldittothedle,aburnslowlyonthehearth.To-morrowshewouldwritetohimthelastword.
`Iwillbearit,atilldeath...Buthowlongitwillbebeforedeathes!Iamsoyoung,sohealthy.HowshallIhavepatiendstrength?OGod,amItleandfallaagain?-haslifeothertrialsashardformestill?Withthatcryofself-despair,Maggiefellonherkneesagainstthetable,andburiedhersorrow-striface.HersoulwentouttotheUythatwouldbewithhertotheend.Surelytherewassomethiaughtherbythisexperienceofgreatneed;abelearniofhumantendernessandlong-suffering,thatthelesserringcouldhardlyknow?`OGod,ifmylifeistobelomelivetoblessandfort--
AtthatmomentMaggiefeltastartliionofsuddencoldaboutherkneesawaswaterflowingunderher.Shestartedup-thestreamwasflowinguhedoorthatledintothepassage.Shewasnotbewilderedforaninstant-shekwastheflood!
Thetumultofemotionshehadbeenenduringforthelasttwelvehoursseemedtohaveleftagreatcalminher:withoutscreaming,shehurriedwiththedleupstairstoBobJakinsbedroom.Thedoorwasajar-shewentinandshookhimbytheshoulder.
`Bob,theFloodise!itisinthehouse!letusseeifwemaketheboatssafe.
Shelightedhisdle,whilethepoorwife,snatgupherbaby,burstintoscreams;andthenshehurrieddownagaihewaterswererisingfast.Theredownintotheroomatthedoorleadingfromthestaircase:shesawthatthewaterwasalreadyonalevelwiththestep.Whileshewaslooking,somethingcamewithatremendouscrashagainstthewindow,aheleadedpanesandtheoldwoodenframeworkinwardsinshivers,-thei.
`Itistheboat!criedMaggie.`Bob,edowheboats!
Andwithoutamomentsshudderoffear,shepluhroughthewater,whichwasrisingfasttoherknees,andbytheglimmeringlightofthedleshehadleftoairs,shemouothewindow-sill,aintotheboat,whichwasleftwiththeprowlodgingandprotrudingthroughthewindow.Bobwasnotlongafterher,hurryingwithoutshoesorstogs,butwiththelanthorninhishand.
`Why,theyrebothhere-boththeboats,saidBob,ashegotintotheonewhereMaggiewas.`Itswonderfulthisfasteningisntbroketoo,aswellasthem.
Iementofgettingintotheotherboat,unfasteningitandmasteringanoar,BobwasnotstruckwiththedangerMaggieincurred.Wearenotapttofearforthefearless,whenwearepanionsintheirdanger,andBobsmindwasabsorbedinpossibleexpedientsforthesafetyofthehelplessin-doors.ThefactthatMaggiehadbeenup,hadwakedhim,andhadtakentheleadinactivity,gaveBobavagueimpressionofherasonewhowouldhelptoproteotobeprotected.Shetoohadgotpossessionofanoar,andhadpushedoff,soastoreleasetheboatfromtheingwindow-frame.
`Thewatersrisingsofast,saidBob,`Idoubtitllbeinatthechambersbeforelong-thhouseissolow.IvemoremindtogetPrissyandthechildaherintotheboat,ifIcouldandtrustentothewater-fortholdhouseisnonesosafe.AndifIletgotheboat-butyou,heexclaimed,suddenlyliftingthelightofhislanthornonMaggie,asshestoodintherainwiththeoarinherhandandherblackhairstreaming.
Maggiehadnotimetoanswer,foraidalcurrealongthelihehouses,anddroveboththeboatsoutontothewidewater,withaforcethatcarriedthemfarpastthemeetingcurrentoftheriver.
InthefirstmomentsMaggiefeltnothing,thoughtofnothing,butthatshehadsuddenlypassedawayfromthatlifewhichshehadbeendreading:itwasthetransitioh,withoutitsagony-andshewasalohedarknesswithGod.
Thewholethinghadbeensorapid-sodreamlike-thatthethreadsofordinaryassociationwerebroken:shesankdownoclutgtheoarmeically,andforalongwhilehadnodistinceptionofherposition.Thefirstthingthatwakedhertofullersciousness,wasthecessationoftherain,andaperceptionthatthedarknesswasdividedbythefailight,whichpartedtheinggloomfromtheimmeasurablewaterylevelbelow.Shewasdrivenoutupontheflood:-thatawfulvisitationofGodwhichherfatherusedtotalkof-whichhadmadethenightmareofherchildishdreams.Andwiththatthoughtthererushedinthevisionoftheoldhome-andTom-aher-theyhadalllisteogether.
`OGod,whereamI?Whichisthewayhome?shecriedout,inthedimloneliness.
WhateningtothemattheMill?Thefloodhadonearlydestroyedit.Theymightbeindanger-indistress:hermotherandherbrother,alohere,beyondreachofhelp!Herwholesoulwasstrainednowonthatthought;ahelong-lovedfaceslookingforhelpintothedarkness,andfindingnone.
Shewasfloatinginsmoothwaternow-perhapsfarontheover-floodedfields.Therewasnosenseofpresentdaochecktheoutgoingofhermindtotheoldhome;arainedhereyesagainstthecurtainofgloomthatshemightseizethefirstsightofherwhereabout-thatshemightcatefaintsuggestionofthespottowardswhichallheraiestended.
Ohowwele,thewideningofthatdismalwaterylevel-thegradualupliftingofthecloudyfirmament-theslowlydefiningblaessofobjectsabovetheglassydark!Yes-shemustbeoutonthefields-thosewerethetopsofhedgerowtrees.Whichwaydidtheriverlie?Lookingbehindher,shesawthelinesofblacktrees:lookingbeforehertherewerehen,theriverlaybeforeher.Sheseizedanoaraopaddletheboatforwardwiththeenergyofwakeninghope:thedawnioadvancemoreswiftly,nowshewasina;andshecouldsoohepoordumbbeastscrowdingpiteouslyonamouheyhadtakenrefuge.Onwardshepaddledandrowedbyturnsinthegrowingtwilight:herwetclothesgroundher,areaminghairwasdashedaboutbythewind,butshewashardlysciousofanybodilysensations-exceptasensationth,inspiredbymightyemotion.Alongwiththesenseofdangerandpossiblerescueforthoselong-rememberedbeingsattheoldhome,therewasanundefinedsenseofrecilementwithherbrother:whatquarrel,whatharshness,whatunbeliefineachothersubsistinthepresenceofagreatcalamitywhenalltheartificialvestureofourlifeisgone,andwearealloheachotherinprimitivemortalneeds?Vaguely,Maggiefeltthis;-irongresurgentlovetowardsherbrotherthatsweptawayallthelaterimpressionsofhard,crueloffendmisuanding,aonlythedeep,underlying,unshakablememoriesofearlyunion.
Butnowtherewasalargedarkmassiandiecoulddisthecurrentoftheriver.Thedarkmassmustbe-yes,itwas-StOggs.Ah,nowsheknewwhichwaytolookforthefirstglimpseofthewell-knowhegreywillows,thenowyellowinuts-andabovethemtheoldroof;buttherewasnocolour,noshapeyet:allwasfaintanddim.Moreandmorestronglytheenergiesseemedtoeandputthemselvesforth,asifherlifewereastored-upforcethatwasbeiinthishour,unneededforanyfuture.
ShemustgetherboatintothecurrentoftheFloss-elseshewouldneverbeabletopasstheRipple,andapproachthehouse:thiswasthethoughtthatoccurredtoher,assheimagihmoreandmorevividhestateofthingsroundtheoldhome.Butthenshemightbecarriedveryfardown,andbeuoguideherboatoutofthecurrentagain.Forthefirsttimedistinctideasofdangerbegantopressuponher;buttherewasnochoiceofcourses,noroomforhesitation,andshefloatedintothecurrent.Swiftlyshewentnow,withouteffort;moreandmoreclearlyinthelesseningdistahegrowinglight,shebegantodistheobjectsthatsheknewmustbethewell-knowntreesandroofs:nay,shewasnotfaroffarushingmuddycurrentthatmustbethestrangelyalteredRipple.
GreatGod!therewerefloatingmassesinit,thatmightdashagainstherboatasshepassed,andcausehertoperishtoosoon.Whatwerethosemasses?--
ForthefirsttimeMaggiesheartbegainanagonyofdread.Shesathelpless-dimlysciousthatshewasbeingfloatedalong-moreintenselysciousoftheanticipatedclash.Butthehorrorwastra:itpassedawaybeforetheoningwarehousesofStOggs:shehadpassedthemouthoftheRipple,then:now,shemustuseallherskillandpowertomaheboataifpossible,outofthecurrent.Shecouldseenowthatthebridgewasbrokendown:shecouldseethemastsofastrandedvesselfaroutoverthewateryfield.Butnoboatsweretobeseenmovingontheriver-suchashadbeenlaidhandsonmustbeemployedinthefloodedstreets.
Withnewresolution,Maggieseizedheroar,andstoodupagaintopaddle:butthenowebbingtideaddedtotheswiftnessoftheriver,andshewascarriedalongbeyondthebridge.Shecouldhearshoutsfromthewindowsoverlookingtheriver,asifthepeopletherewerecallingtoher.ItwasnottillshehadpassedonnearlytoToftonthatshecouldgettheboatclearofthecurrent.ThenwithoneyearninglooktowardsheruncleDeaneshousethatlayfartherdowntheriver,shetooktobothheroarsandrowedwithallhermightacrossthewateryfields,backtowardstheMill.Colourwasbeginningtoawakenow,andassheapproachedtheDorlcotefields,shecoulddisthetintsofthetrees-couldseetheoldScotchfirsfartht,andthehomechestnuts-Oh!howdeeptheylayier:deeperthareesonthissidethehill.AndtheroofoftheMill-wherewasit?ThoseheavyfragmentshurryingdowntheRipple-whathadtheymeant?Butitwasnotthehouse-thehousestoodfirm:drowothefirststory,butstillfirm-orwasitbrokeninattheendtowardstheMill?
Withpantingjoythatshewasthereatlast-joythatovercamealldistress,Maggiehefrontofthehouse.Atfirstsheheardnosound:shesawnoobjectmoving.Herboatwasonalevelwiththeupstairswindows.Shecalledoutinaloudpiergvoice,
`Tom,whereareyou?Mother,whereareyou?HereisMaggie!
Soon,fromthewindowoftheattithetralgable,sheheardTomsvoice:
`Whoisit?Haveyhtaboat?
`ItisI,Tom-Maggie.Whereismother?
`Sheisnothere:shewenttoGarum,thedaybeforeyesterday.Illedowntothelowerwindow.
`Alone,Maggie?saidTom,inavoiceofdeepastonishment,asheopehemiddlewindowonalevelwiththeboat.
`Yes,Tom:Godhastakene,tmetoyou.Getinquickly.Istherenooneelse?
`No,saidTom,steppingintotheboat,`Ifearthemanisdrowned-hewascarrieddowntheRipple,Ithink,whenpartofthemillfellwiththecrashoftreesandstonesagainstit:Iveshoutedagainandagain,andtherehasbeennoanswer.Givemetheoars,Maggie.
ItwasnottillTomhadpushedoffandtheywereonthewidewater-hefacetofacewithMaggie-thatthefullmeaningofwhathadhappenedrusheduponhismind.Itcamewithsooverpaforce-suentirelynewrevelationtohisspirit,ofthedepthsihathadlainbeyondhisvisionwhichhehadfanciedsokeenahathewasuoaskaquestiomutelygazingateachgiewitheyesofintenselifelookingoutfromaweary,beateompalewithacertainaweandhumiliation.Thoughtwasbusythoughthelipsweresilent:andthoughhecouldaskion,heguessedastoryofalmostmiraculousdivinely-protectedeffort.Butatlastamistgatheredovertheblue-greyeyes,andthelipsfoundawordtheycouldutter:theoldchildish-`Magsie!
Maggieakenoaalongdeepsobofthatmysteriouswondroushappihatisohpain.
Assoonasshecouldspeak,shesaid,`WewillgotoLu:wellgoandseeifsheissafe,andthenwehelptherest.
Tomrowedwithuntiredvigour,andwithadifferentspeedfrompies.Theboatwassooninthecurrentoftheriveragain,andsoontheywouldbeatTofton.
`ParkHousestandshighupoutoftheflood,saidMaggie,`PerhapstheyhavegotLucythere.
Nothingelsewassaid;anewdangerwasbeingcarriedtowardsthembytheriver.Somewoodenmaeryhadjustgivenwayohewharves,andhugefragmentswerebeingfloatedalong.Thesunwasrisingnow,andthewideareaofwaterydesolationreadoutindreadfulclearnessaroundthem-indreadfulclearnessfloatedonwardsthehurrying,threateningmasses.AlargepanyinaboatthatwaswitswayalonguheToftonhouses,observedtheirdanger,andshouted,`Getoutofthecurrent!
ButthatcouldnotbedoondTom,lookingbeforehim,sawDeathrushingonthem.Hugefragments,gingtogetherinfatalfellowship,madeonewidemassacrossthestream.
`Itising,Maggie!Tomsaid,inadeephoarsevoice,loosingtheoars,andclaspingher.
Theinstawasnolongerseenupoer-andthehugemasswashurryingoniriumph.
Butsoonthekeeloftheboatreappeared,ablackspethegoldenwater.
Theboatreappeared-butbrotherandsisterhadgonedowninanembraevertobeparted-livingthroughagaininonesuprememoment,thedayswhentheyhadclaspedtheirlittlehandsinlove,androamedthedaisiedfieldstogether.
clusion
NATURErepairsherravages-repairsthemwithhersunshine,andwithhumanlabour.Thedesolatihtbythatflood,hadleftlittlevisibletrathefaceoftheearth,fiveyearsafter.Thefifthautumnwasrigolden-stacks,risinginthickclustersamoanthedgerows;thewharvesandwarehousesontheFlosswerebusyagain,withechoesofeagervoices,withhopefulladingandunlading.
Andeverymanandwomaiohishistorywasstillliving-exceptthosewhoseendweknow.
Naturerepairsherravages-butnotall.Theuptorntreesarenotrootedagaiedhillsareleftscarred:ifthereisanewgrowth,thetreesarenotthesameastheold,andthehillsunderheirgreeurebearthemarksofthepastrending.Totheeyesthathavedwelto,thereisnhrepair.
Dorlillwasrebuilt.AndDorlcotechurchyard,-wherethebrickgravethatheldafatherwhomweknow,wasfoundwiththestonelaidprostrateuponitaftertheflood,-hadrecoveredallitsgrassyorderaquiet.
hatbrickgravetherewasatomberectedverysooheflood,fortwobodiesthatwerefoundinbraditwasoftenvisitedatdifferentmomentsbytwomenwhobothfeltthattheirkeejoyasorrowwereforeverburiedthere.
Ohemvisitedthetombagainwithasweetfacebesidehim-butthatwasyearsafter.
Theotherwasalwayssolitary.HisgreatpanionshipwasamoreesoftheRedDeeps,wheretheburiedjoyseemedstilltohover-likearevisitingspirit.
ThetombboretheomandMaggieTulliver,ahewaswritten--
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