a dream of armageddom- 第7部分

not　occur　to　me。　　As　I　tried　to　explain　to　him；　he　interrupted　me

in　imperious　tones；　bidding　me；　I　suppose；　stand　aside。



〃He　made　to　go　past　me；　and　I　caught　hold　of　him。



〃I　saw　his　face　change　at　my　grip。



〃'You　fool；'　I　cried。　　'Don't　you　know？　　She　is　dead！'



〃He　started　back。　　He　looked　at　me　with　cruel　eyes。　　I　saw　a

sort　of　exultant　resolve　leap　into　themdelight。　　Then；　suddenly；

with　a　scowl；　he　swept　his　sword　backSOand　thrust。〃



He　stopped　abruptly。



I　became　aware　of　a　change　in　the　rhythm　of　the　train。　　The

brakes　lifted　their　voices　and　the　carriage　jarred　and　jerked。　

This　present　world　insisted　upon　itself；　became　clamourous。　　I　saw

through　the　steamy　window　huge　electric　fights　glaring　down　from

tall　masts　upon　a　fog；　saw　rows　of　stationary　empty　carriages

passing　by；　and　then　a　signal…box　hoisting　its　constellation　of

green　and　red　into　the　murky　London　twilight；　marched　after　them。　

I　looked　again　at　his　drawn　features。



〃He　ran　me　through　the　heart。　　It　was　with　a　sort　of

astonishmentno　fear；　no　painbut　just　amazement；　that　I　felt　it

pierce　me；　felt　the　sword　drive　home　into　my　body。　　It　didn't　hurt；

you　know。　　It　didn't　hurt　at　all。〃



The　yellow　platform　lights　came　into　the　field　of　view；

passing　first　rapidly；　then　slowly；　and　at　last　stopping　with　a

jerk。　　Dim　shapes　of　men　passed　to　and　fro　without。



〃Euston！〃　cried　a　voice。



〃Do　you　mean？〃



〃There　was　no　pain；　no　sting　or　smart。　　Amazement　and　then

darkness　sweeping　over　everything。　　The　hot；　brutal　face　before　me；

the　face　of　the　man　who　had　killed　me；　seemed　to　recede。　　It　swept

out　of　existence〃



〃Euston！〃　clamoured　the　voices　outside；　〃Euston！〃



The　carriage　door　opened　admitting　a　flood　of　sound；　and　a

porter　stood　regarding　us。　　The　sounds　of　doors　slamming；　and　the

hoof…clatter　of　cab…horses；　and　behind　these　things　the　featureless

remote　roar　of　the　London　cobble…stones；　came　to　my　ears。　　A

truckload　of　lighted　lamps　blazed　along　the　platform。



〃A　darkness；　a　flood　of　darkness　that　opened　and　spread　and

blotted　out　all　things。〃



〃Any　luggage；　sir？〃　said　the　porter。



〃And　that　was　the　end？〃　I　asked。



He　seemed　to　hesitate。　Then；　almost　inaudibly；　he　answered；　〃NO。〃



〃You　mean？〃



〃I　couldn't　get　to　her。　She　was　there　on　the　other　side　of　the　temple

And　then〃



〃Yes；〃　I　insisted。　　〃Yes？〃



〃Nightmares；〃　he　cried；　〃nightmares　indeed！　　My　God！　　Great

birds　that　fought　and　tore。〃