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that change of place would not solve his problem. He wanted change, deep, vital change of living. And he did not know how to get it. Tilly, an old woman now, came in saying that the labourers who had been suppering up said the yard and everywhere was just a slew of water. He heard in indifference. But he hated a desolate, raw wetness in the world. He would leave the Marsh. His mother was in bed. At last he shut his book, his mind was blank, he walked upstairs intoxicated with depression and anger, and, intoxicated with depression and anger, locked himself into sleep. Tilly set slippers before the kitchen fire, and she also went to bed, leaving the door unlocked. Then the farm was in darkness, in the rain. At eleven oclock it was still raining. Tom Brangwen stood in the yard of the Angel, Nottingham, and buttoned his coat. Oh, well, he said cheerfully, its rained on me before. Put er in, Jack, my lad, put her inThart a rare old cock, Jacky-boy, wi a belly on thee as does credit to thy drink, if not to thy corn. Co up lass, lets get off ter th old homestead. Oh, my heart, what a wetness in the night! Therell be no volcanoes after this. Hey, Jack, my beautiful young slender feller, which of us is Noah? It seems as though the water- works is bursted. Ducks and ayquatic fowl ll be king o the castle at this ratedove an olive branch an all. Stand up then, gel, stand up, were not stoppin here all night, even if you thought we was. Im dashed if the jumping rain wouldnt make anybody think they was drunk. Hey, Jackdoes rain-water wash the sense in, or does it wash it out? And he laughed to himself at the joke. He was always ashamed when he had to drive after he had been drinking, always apologetic to the horse. His apologetic frame made him facetious. He was aware of his inability to walk quite straight. Nevertheless his will kept stiff and attentive, in all his fuddleness. He mounted and bowled off through the gates of the innyard. The mare went well, he sat fixed, the rain beating on his face. His heavy body rode motionless in a kind of sleep, one centre of attention was kept fitfully burning, the rest was dark. He concentrated his last attention on the fact of driving along the road he knew so well. He knew it so well, he watched for it attentively, with an effort of will. He talked aloud to himself, sententious in his anxiety, as if he were perfectly sober, whilst the mare bowled along and the rain beat on him. He watched the rain before the gig-lamps, the faint gleaming of the shadowy horses body, the passing of the dark hedges. Its not a fit night to turn a dog out, he said to himself, aloud. Its high time as it did a bit of clearing up, Ill be damned if it isnt. It was a lot of use putting those ten loads of cinders on th road. Theyll be washed to kingdom-come if it doesnt alter. Well, its our Freds look-out, if they are. Hes top-sawyer as far as those things go. I dont see why I should concern myself. They can wash to kingdom-come and back again for what I care. I suppose they would be washed back again some day. Thats how things are. Th rain tumbles down just to mount up in clouds again. So they say. Theres no more water on the earth than there was in the year naught. Thats the story, my boy, if you understand it. Theres no more to-day than there was a thousand years agonor no less either. You cant wear water out. No, my boy: itll give you the go-by. Try to wear it out, and it takes its hook into vapour, it has its fingers at its nose to you. It turns into cloud and falleth as rain on the just and unjust. I wonder if Im the just or the unjust. He started awake as the trap lurched deep into a rut. And he wakened to the point in his journey. He had travelled some distance since he was last conscious. But at length he reached the gate, and stumbled heavily down, reeling, gripping fast to the trap. He descended into several inches of water. |
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