Lorna Doonel

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Lorna Doonel R。D。Blackmore

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  FromTivertontowntothetownofOareisaverylongandpainfulroad,andingoodtruththetravellermustmakehisway,asthesayingis;forthewayisstillunmade,atleast,onthissideofDulverton,althoughthereislessdangernowthaninthetimeofmyschooling;fornowagoodhorsemaygotherewithoutmuchcostofleaping,butwhenIwasaboythespurswouldfail,whenneededmost,byreasonoftheslough-cake。Itistothecreditofthisage,andouradvanceuponfatherlyways,thatnowwehavelaiddownrodsandfagots,andevenstump-oakshereandthere,sothatamaningooddaylightneednotsink,ifhebequitesober。ThereisnothingIhavestrivenatmorethandoingmyduty,way-wardenoverExmoor。

  Butinthosedays,whenIcamefromschoolandgoodtimestheywere,too,fullofawarmthandfinehearth-comfort,whichnowaredyingout,itwasasadandsorrybusinesstofindwherelaythehighway。Wearetakingnowtomarkitoffwithafenceoneitherside,atleast,whenatownishandy;buttomehisseemsofahighpretence,andasortoflandmark,andchannelforrobbers,thoughwellenoughnearLondon,wheretheyhaveearnedarace-course。

  Weleftthetownofthetwofords,whichtheysayisthemeaningofit,veryearlyinthemorning,afterlyingonedaytorest,aswasdemandedbythenags,soreoffootandfoundered。Formypart,too,Iwasgladtorest,havingachesalloverme,andveryheavybruises;andwelodgedatthesignoftheWhiteHorseInn,inthestreetcalledGoldStreet,oppositewherethesoulsareofJohnandJoanGreenway,setupingoldletters,becausewemusttakethehomewardwayatcockcrowofthemorning。ThoughstillJohnFrywasdrywithmeofthereasonofhiscoming,andonlytoldliesaboutfather,andcouldnotkeepthemagreeable,I

  hopedforthebest,asallboyswill,especiallyafteravictory。AndIthought,perhapsfatherhadsentformebecausehehadagoodharvest,andtheratswerebadinthecorn-chamber。

  ItwashighnoonbeforeweweregottoDulvertonthatday,neartowhichtowntheriverExeanditsbigbrotherBarlehaveunion。Mymotherhadanunclelivingthere,butwewerenottovisithishousethistime,atwhichIwassomewhatastonished,sinceweneedsmuststopforatleasttwohours,tobaitourhorsesthoroughwell,beforecomingtotheblackbogway。Thebogsareverygoodinfrost,exceptwherethehot-springsrise;butasyettherehadbeennofrostthisyear,savejustenoughtomaketheblackbirdslookbiginthemorning。Inaheartyblack-frosttheylooksmall,untilthesnowfallsoverthem。

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