The shepherd 8
's dog barked fiercely when one of
these alien-looking men 5
9 appeared on the upland 10
, dark against the early winter sunset ; for what dog likes a figure bent under a heavy bag 11
?
-- and these pale men 5
rarely stirred abroad without that mysterious burden .
The shepherd 8
himself 5
, though he 8
had good reason to believe that the bag held nothing but flaxen thread , or else the long rolls of strong linen spun from that thread , was not quite sure that this trade of weaving , indispensable though it was , could be carried on entirely without the help of the Evil One 12
.
In that far-off time superstition clung easily round every person 13
or thing that was at all unwonted , or even intermittent and occasional merely , like the visits of the pedlar 14
or the knife-grinder 15
.
No one 16
knew where wandering men 17
had or their 17
origin ; and how was a man 19
to be explained unless you 20
at least knew somebody who knew
and
mother 23
21 ?
To the peasants of old times 24
, the world outside
their 24
own direct experience
25 was a region of vagueness and mystery 26
: to their 24
untravelled thought a state of wandering was a conception as dim as the winter life of the swallows that came back with the spring ; and even a settler 27
, if he 27
came from distant parts 28
, hardly ever ceased to be viewed with a remnant of distrust , which would have prevented any surprise if a long course of inoffensive conduct on his 27
part had ended in the commission of a crime ; especially if he 27
had any reputation for knowledge , or showed any skill in handicraft .
All cleverness , whether in the rapid use of that difficult instrument the tongue , or in some other art unfamiliar to villagers 29
, was in itself suspicious : honest folk , born and bred in a visible manner 30
, were mostly not overwise or clever -- at least , not beyond such a matter as knowing the signs of the weather ; and the process by which rapidity and dexterity of any kind were acquired was so wholly hidden , that they 30
partook of the nature of conjuring .
In this way it came to pass that those scattered linen-weavers 31
-- emigrants from
the town 32
into
the country 33
111 -- were to the last 34
regarded as aliens 35
by their 31
rustic neighbours
36 , and usually contracted the eccentric habits which belong to a state of loneliness .
In the early years of this century , such a linen-weaver 37
, named Silas Marner 112
, worked at his 37
vocation in a stone cottage that stood among
the nutty hedgerows 39
near
the village of Raveloe 40
, and not far from the edge of
a deserted stone-pit 41
38 .
The questionable sound of Silas 37
's loom , so unlike the natural cheerful trotting of the winnowing-machine , or the simpler rhythm of the flail , had a half-fearful fascination for the Raveloe boys , who would often leave off
their 42
nutting or birds ' - nesting to peep in at the window of
the stone cottage 38
, counterbalancing a certain awe at the mysterious action of the loom , by a pleasant sense of scornful superiority , drawn from the mockery of its alternating noises , along with the bent , tread-mill attitude of
the weaver 37
42 .
But sometimes it happened that Marner 37
, pausing to adjust an irregularity in his 37
thread , became aware of the small scoundrels 42
, and , though chary of his 37
time , he 37
liked their 42
intrusion so ill that he 37
would descend from his 37
loom , and , opening the door , would fix on them 42
a gaze that was always enough to make them 42
take to their 42
legs in terror .
For how was it possible to believe that those large brown protuberant eyes in Silas Marner 37
's pale face really saw nothing very distinctly that was not close to them 42
, and not rather that their 42
dreadful stare could dart cramp , or rickets , or a wry mouth at any boy who happened to be in the rear 43
?
They 42
had , perhaps , heard and mothers 45
hint that Silas Marner 37
could cure folks 46
' rheumatism if he 37
had a mind , and add , still more darkly , that if you 47
could only speak the devil 37
fair enough , he 37
might save you 48
the cost of the doctor 49
.
Such strange lingering echoes of the old demon-worship might perhaps even now be caught by the diligent listener 50
among the grey-haired peasantry 51
; for the rude mind with difficulty associates the ideas of power and benignity .
A shadowy conception of power that by much persuasion can be induced to refrain from inflicting harm , is the shape most easily taken by the sense of the Invisible in the minds of men who have always been pressed close by primitive wants , and to whom a life of hard toil has never been illuminated by any enthusiastic religious faith 52
.
To them 52
pain and mishap present a far wider range of possibilities than gladness and enjoyment : their 52
imagination is almost barren of the images that feed desire and hope , but is all overgrown by recollections that are a perpetual pasture to fear .
" Is there anything you 54
can fancy that you 54
would like to eat ? "
I 53
once said to an old labouring man , who was in
his 54
last illness , and who had refused all the food
had offered
him 54
54 .
" No , " he 54
answered , " I 54
've never been used to nothing but common victual , and I 54
ca n't eat that . "
Experience had bred no fancies in him 54
that could raise the phantasm of appetite .
And Raveloe 40
was a village where many of the old echoes lingered , undrowned by new voices 114
.
Not that it 40
was one of
those barren parishes lying on the outskirts of civilization 57
-- inhabited by meagre sheep and
thinly-scattered shepherds 58
56 109 : on the contrary , it 40
lay in the rich central plain of what
we 60
are pleased to call
Merry England 61
59 , and held farms which , speaking from a spiritual point of view , paid highly-desirable tithes 62
.
But it 40
was nestled in a snug well-wooded hollow , quite an hour 's journey on horseback from
any turnpike 64
, where
it 40
was never reached by the vibrations of the coach-horn , or of public opinion
63 .
It 40
was an important-looking village , with
a fine old church and large churchyard in the heart of
it 40
65 , and two or three large brick-and-stone homesteads , with
well-walled orchards 66
and ornamental weathercocks , standing close upon
the road 67
, and lifting more imposing fronts than
the rectory , which peeped from among the trees on the other side of
the churchyard 65
68 115 : -- a village which showed at once the summits of
its 40
social life , and told the practised eye that there was no
great park 69
and
manor-house 70
in
the vicinity 71
, but that there were
several chiefs in
Raveloe 40
who could farm badly quite at
their 72
ease , drawing enough money from
their 72
bad farming , in those war times , to live in a rollicking fashion , and keep a jolly Christmas , Whitsun , and Easter tide
72 40 .
It was fifteen years since Silas Marner 37
had first come to Raveloe 40
; he 37
was then simply a pallid young man , with prominent short-sighted brown eyes , whose appearance would have had nothing strange for
people of average culture and experience 73
, but for
the villagers near whom
he 37
had come to settle
74 it had mysterious peculiarities which corresponded with the exceptional nature of
his 37
occupation , and
his 37
advent from
an unknown region called "
North ' ard 75
"
75 116 .
So had his 37
way of life : -- he 37
invited no comer 76
to step across his 37
door-sill , and he 37
never strolled into the village 40
to drink a pint at the Rainbow 77
, or to gossip at the wheelwright 78
's : he 37
sought no man 79
or woman 80
, save for the purposes of his 37
calling , or in order to supply himself 37
with necessaries ; and it was soon clear to that he 37
would never urge one of them 81
to accept him 37
against her 82
will -- quite as if he 37
had heard them 81
declare that they 81
would never marry a dead man 83
come to life again .
This view of Marner 37
's personality was not without another ground than his 37
pale face and unexampled eyes ; for Jem Rodney 84
, the mole-catcher 117
, averred that one evening as he 84
was returning homeward , he 84
saw Silas Marner 37
leaning against a stile with a heavy bag on his 37
back , instead of resting the bag on the stile as a man in
his 85
senses
85 would have done ; and that , on coming up to him 37
, he 84
saw that Marner 37
's eyes were set like a dead man 86
's , and he 84
spoke to him 37
, and shook him 37
, and his 37
limbs were stiff , and his 37
hands clutched the bag as if they 'd been made of iron ; but just as he 84
had made up his 84
mind that the weaver 37
was dead , he 37
came all right again , like , as you 87
might say , in the winking of an eye , and said " Good-night " , and walked off .
All this Jem 84
swore he 84
had seen , more by token that it was the very day he 84
had been mole-catching on Squire Cass 88
's land
89 , down by the old saw-pit 90
.
Some 110
said Marner 37
must have been in a " fit " , a word which seemed to explain things otherwise incredible ; but the argumentative Mr. Macey 91
, clerk of
the parish 92
113 , shook his 91
head , and asked if anybody 93
was ever known to go off in a fit and not fall down .
A fit was a stroke , was n't it ?
and it was in the nature of a stroke to partly take away the use of a man 94
's limbs and throw him 94
on the parish 92
, if he 94
'd got no children 95
to look to .
No , no ; it was no stroke that would let a man 96
stand on his 96
legs , like a horse between the shafts , and then walk off as soon as you 97
can say " Gee ! "
But there might be such a thing as a man 98
's soul being loose from his 98
body , and going out and in , like a bird out of its nest and back ; and that was how folks 99
got over-wise , for they 99
went to school 100
in this shell-less state to those who could teach them 99
more than could learn with their 99
five senses and the parson 102
.
And where did Master Marner 37
get his 37
knowledge of herbs from -- and charms too , if he 37
liked to give them away ?
Jem Rodney 84
's story was no more than what might have been expected by anybody who had seen how
Marner 37
had cured
Sally Oates 104
, and made
her 104
sleep like
a baby 105
, when
her 104
heart had been beating enough to burst
her 104
body , for two months and more , while
she 104
had been under
the doctor 106
's care
103 .
He 37
might cure more folks 108
if he 37
would ; but he 37
was worth speaking fair , if it was only to keep him 37
from doing you 107
a mischief .