Chapter 8

Fortunately I woke early next morning, for I was now a member of an

early-rising family, and anxious to conform to rules. On going to the

door I found, to my inexpressible disgust, that I might easily have

closed it in the way I had seen the other door closed, by simply pulling

a sliding panel. There was ventilation enough without having the place

open to prowling beasts of prey. I also found that if I had turned up

the little stray bed I should have had warm woolen sheets to sleep in.

I resolved to say nothing about my nocturnal visitor, not wishing to

begin the day by furnishing fresh instances of what might seem like

crass stupidity on my part. While occupied with these matters I began to

hear people moving about and talking on the terrace, and peeping out, I

beheld a curious and interesting spectacle. Down the broad steps leading

to the water the people of the house were hurrying, and flinging

themselves like agile, startled frogs on the bosom of the stream. There,

in the midst of his family, my venerable host was already disporting

himself, his long, silvery beard and hair floating like a foam on the

waves of his own creating. And presently from other sleeping-rooms on a

line with mine shot forth new bewitching forms, each sparsely clothed in

a slender clinging garment, which concealed no beauteous curve beneath;

and nimbly running and leaping down the slope, they quickly joined the

masculine bathers.

Looking about I soon found a pretty thing in which to array myself, and

quickly started after the others, risking my neck in my desire to

imitate the new mode of motion I had just witnessed. The water was

delightfully cool and refreshing, and the company very agreeable, ladies

and gentlemen all swimming and diving about together with the

unconventional freedom and grace of a company of grebes.

After dressing, we assembled in the eating-room or portico where we had

supped, just when the red disk of the sun was showing itself above the

horizon, kindling the clouds with yellow flame, and filling the green

world with new light. I felt happy and strong that morning, very able

and willing to work in the fields, and, better than all, very hopeful

about that affair of the heart. Happiness, however, is seldom perfect,

and in the clear, tender morning light I could not help contrasting my

own repulsively ugly garments with the bright and beautiful costumes

worn by the others, which seemed to harmonize so well with their fresh,

happy morning mood. I also missed the fragrant cup of coffee, the

streaky rasher from the dear familiar pig, and, after breakfast, the

well-flavored cigar; but these lesser drawbacks were soon forgotten.

After the meal a small closed basket was handed to me, and one of the

young men led me out to a little distance from the house, then, pointing

to a belt of wood about a mile away, told me to walk towards it until I

came to a plowed field on the slope of a valley, where I could do some

plowing. Before leaving me he took from his own person a metal

dog-whistle, with a string attached, and hung it round my neck, but

without explaining its use.

Basket in hand I went away, over the dewy grass, whistling

light-heartedly, and after half an hour's walk found the spot indicated,

where about an acre and a half of land had been recently turned; there

also, lying in the furrow, I found the plow, an implement I knew very

little about. This particular plow, however, appeared to be a simple,

primitive thing, consisting of a long beam of wood, with an upright pole

to guide it; a metal share in the center, going off to one side,

balanced on the other by a couple of small wheels; and there were also

some long ropes attached to a cross-stick at the end of the beam. There

being no horses or bullocks to do the work, and being unable to draw the

plow myself as well as guide it, I sat down leisurely to examine the

contents of my basket, which, I found, consisted of brown bread, dried

fruit, and a stone bottle of milk. Then, not knowing what else to do, I

began to amuse myself by blowing on the whistle, and emitted a most

shrill and piercing sound, which very soon produced an unexpected

effect. Two noble-looking horses, resembling those I had seen the day

before, came galloping towards me as if in response to the sound I had

made. Approaching swiftly to within fifty yards they stood still,

staring and snorting as if alarmed or astonished, after which they swept

round me three or four times, neighing in a sharp, ringing manner, and

finally, after having exhausted their superfluous energy, they walked to

the plow and placed themselves deliberately before it. It looked as if

these animals had come at my call to do the work; I therefore approached

them, with more than needful caution, using many soothing, conciliatory

sounds and words the while, and after a little further study I

discovered how to adjust the ropes to them. There were no blinkers or

reins, nor did these superb animals seem to think any were wanted; but

after I had taken the pole in my hand, and said "Gee up, Dobbin," in a

tone of command, followed by some inarticulate clicks with the tongue,

they rewarded me with a disconcerting stare, and then began dragging the

plow. As long as I held the pole straight the share cut its way evenly

through the mold, but occasionally, owing to my inadvertence, it would

go off at a tangent or curve quite out of the ground; and whenever this

happened the horses would stop, turn round and stare at me, then,

touching their noses together seem to exchange ideas on the subject.

When the first furrow was finished, they did not double back, as I

expected, but went straight away to a distance of thirty yards, and

then, turning, marched back, cutting a fresh furrow parallel with the

first, and as straight as a line. Then they returned to the original

starting-point and cut another, then again to the new furrow, and so on

progressively. All this seemed very wonderful to me, giving the

impression that I had been a skillful plowman all my life without

knowing it. It was interesting work; and I was also amused to see the

little birds that came in numbers from the wood to devour the worms in

the fresh-turned mold; for between their fear of me and their desire to

get the worms, they were in a highly perplexed state, and generally

confined their operations to one end of the furrow while I was away at

the other. The space the horses had marked out for themselves was plowed

up in due time, whereupon they marched off and made a fresh furrow as

before, where there was nothing to guide them; and so the work went on

agreeably for some hours, until I felt myself growing desperately

hungry. Sitting down on the beam of the plow, I opened my basket and

discussed the homely fare with a keen appetite.

After finishing the food I resumed work again, but not as cheerfully as

at first: I began to feel a little stiff and tired, and the immense

quantity of mold adhering to my boots made it heavy walking; moreover,

the novelty had now worn off. The horses also did not work as smoothly

as at the commencement: they seemed to have something on their minds,

for at the end of every furrow they would turn and stare at me in the

most exasperating manner.

"Phew!" I ejaculated, as I stood wiping the honest sweat from my face

with my moldy, ancient, and extremely dirty pocket-handkerchief. "Three

hundred and sixty-four days of this sort of thing is a rather long price

to pay for a suit of clothes."

While standing there, I saw an animal coming swiftly towards me from the

direction of the forest, bounding along over the earth with a speed like

that of a greyhound--a huge, fierce-looking brute; and when close to me,

I felt convinced that it was an animal of the same kind as the one I had

seen during the night. Before I had made up my mind what to do, he was

within a few yards of me, and then, coming to a sudden halt, he sat down

on his haunches, and gravely watched me. Calling to mind some things I

had heard about the terrifying effect of the human eye on royal tigers

and other savage beasts, I gazed steadily at him, and then almost lost

my fear in admiration of his beauty. He was taller than a boarhound, but

slender in figure, with keen, fox-like features, and very large, erect

ears; his coat was silvery-gray, and long; there were two black spots

above his eyes; and the feet, muzzle, ear-tips, and end of the bushy

tail were also velvet-black. After watching me quietly for two or three

minutes, he started up, and, much to my relief, trotted away towards the

wood; but after going about fifty yards he looked back, and seeing me

still gazing after him, wheeled round and rushed at me, and when quite

close uttered a sound like a ringing, metallic yelp, after which he once

more bounded away, and disappeared from sight.

The horses now turned round, and, deliberately walking up to me, stood

still, in spite of all I could do to make them continue the work. After

waiting a while they proceeded to wriggle themselves out of the ropes,

and galloped off, loudly neighing to each other, and flinging up their

disdainful heels so as to send a shower of dirt over me. Left alone in

this unceremonious fashion, I presently began to think that they knew

more about the work than I did, and that, finding me indisposed to

release them at the proper moment, they had taken the matter into their

own hands, or hoofs rather. A little more pondering, and I also came to

the conclusion that the singular wolf-like animal was only one of the

house-dogs; that he had visited me in the night to remind me that I was

sleeping with the door open, and had come now to insist on a suspension

of work.

Glad at having discovered all these things without displaying my

ignorance by asking questions, I took up my basket and started home.

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