a connecticut yankee in king arthur's court -凯发k8官网

a ¹ by clarence

i, clarence, must write it for him. he proposed that we two go out and see if any help could be accorded（符合，一致） the wounded. i was ²（紧张的，奋发的） against the project. i said that if there were many, we could do but little for them; and it would not be wise for us to trust ourselves among them, anyway. but he could seldom be turned from a purpose once formed; so we shut off the electric current from the fences, took an escort（陪同，护卫） along, climbed over the enclosing ramparts（壁垒） of dead ⁴, and moved out upon the field. the first wounded mall who appealed for help was sitting with his back against a dead comrade. when the boss ⁵ over him and ⁶ to him, the man recognized him and stabbed him. that ³ was sir meliagraunce, as i found out by tearing off his helmet. he will not ask for help any more.

we carried the boss to the cave and gave his wound, which was not very serious, the best care we could. in this service we had the help of merlin, though we did not know it. he was disguised as a woman, and appeared to be a simple old peasant goodwife. in this disguise, with brown-stained face and smooth shaven, he had appeared a few days after the boss was hurt and offered to cook for us, saying her people had gone off to join certain new camps which the enemy were forming, and that she was starving. the boss had been getting along very well, and had amused himself with finishing up his record.

we were glad to have this woman, for we were short handed. we were in a trap, you see -- a trap of our own making. if we stayed where we were, our dead would kill us; if we moved out of our defenses, we should no longer be ⁷（无敌的） . we had conquered; in turn we were conquered. the boss recognized this; we all recognized it. if we could go to one of those new camps and patch up some kind of terms with the enemy -- yes, but the boss could not go, and neither could i, for i was among the first that were made sick by the poisonous air bred by those dead thousands. others were taken down, and still others. to-morrow --

to-morrow. it is here. and with it the end. about midnight i awoke, and saw that hag making curious passes in the air about the boss's head and face, and wondered what it meant. everybody but the dynamo-watch lay steeped in sleep; there was no sound. the woman ceased from her mysterious foolery, and started tip-toeing toward the door. i called out:

"stop! what have you been doing?"

she halted, and said with an accent of ⁸ satisfaction:

"ye were ⁹; ye are conquered! these others are perishing -- you also. ye shall all die in this place -- every one -- except him. he sleepeth now -- and shall sleep thirteen centuries. i am merlin!"

then such a ¹⁰（精神错乱） of silly laughter overtook him that he reeled about like a drunken man, and presently fetched up against one of our wires. his mouth is spread open yet; ¹¹ he is still laughing. i suppose the face will retain that ¹²（惊呆的） laugh until the ¹³ turns to dust.

the boss has never stirred -- sleeps like a stone. if he does not wake to-day we shall understand what kind of a sleep it is, and his body will then be borne to a place in one of the remote ¹⁴ of the cave where none will ever find it to ¹⁵ it. as for the rest of us -- well, it is agreed that if any one of us ever escapes alive from this place, he will write the fact here, and loyally hide this manuscript with the boss, our dear good chief, whose property it is, be he alive or dead.

the end of the manuscript

final p.s. by m.t.

the dawn was come when i laid the manuscript aside. the rain had almost ceased, the world was gray and sad, the ¹⁶ storm was sighing and ¹⁷ itself to rest. i went to the stranger's room, and listened at his door, which was slightly ajar（微开的） . i could hear his voice, and so i knocked. there was no answer, but i still heard the voice. i peeped in. the man lay on his back in bed, talking brokenly（断断续续地） but with spirit, and ¹⁸ with his arms, which he thrashed about, restlessly, as sick people do in delirium. i slipped in softly and bent over him. his mutterings and ejaculations went on. i spoke -- merely a word, to call his attention. his glassy eyes and his ashy face were alight in an instant with pleasure, ¹⁹, gladness, welcome:

"oh, sandy, you are come at last -- how i have longed for you! sit by me -- do not leave me -- never leave me again, sandy, never again. where is your hand? -- give it me, dear, let me hold it -- there -- now all is well, all is peace, and i am happy again -- we are happy again, isn't it so, sandy? you are so dim, so vague, you are but a mist, a cloud, but you are here, and that is blessedness sufficient; and i have your hand; don't take it away -- it is for only a little while, i shall not require it long...... was that the child?...... hello-central!...... she doesn't answer. asleep, perhaps? bring her when she wakes, and let me touch her hands, her face, her hair, and tell her good-bye...... sandy! yes, you are there. i lost myself a moment, and i thought you were gone...... have i been sick long? it must be so; it seems months to me. and such dreams! such strange and awful dreams, sandy! dreams that were as real as reality -- delirium, of course, but so real! why, i thought the king was dead, i thought you were in gaul and couldn't get home, i thought there was a revolution; in the fantastic ²⁰ of these dreams, i thought that clarence and i and a handful of my #p#分页标题#e#cadets（学员，士官生） fought and ²¹ the whole ²² of england! but even that was not the strangest. i seemed to be a creature out of a remote unborn age, centuries hence, and even that was as real as the rest! yes, i seemed to have flown back out of that age into this of ours, and then forward to it again, and was set down, a stranger and forlorn in that strange england, with an abyss（深渊，无底洞） of thirteen centuries yawning（打呵欠） between me and you! between me and my home and my friends! between me and all that is dear to me, all that could make life worth the living! it was awful -- awfuler than you can ever imagine, sandy. ah, watch by me, sandy -- stay by me every moment -- don't let me go out of my mind again; death is nothing, let it come, but not with those dreams, not with the torture of those ²³ dreams -- i cannot endure that again...... sandy?......"

he lay muttering incoherently（无条理地） some little time; then for a time he lay silent, and apparently sinking away toward death. presently his fingers began to pick busily at the coverlet（被单，床罩） , and by that sign i knew that his end was at hand with the first suggestion of the death-rattle in his throat he started up slightly, and seemed to listen: then he said:

"a ²⁴?...... it is the king! the drawbridge（吊桥） , there! man the battlements! -- turn out the --"

he was getting up his last "effect"; but he never finished it.