Возвращение на родину

VIII. A New Force Disturbs the Current

           

           Downtheysatagain,andrecommencedwithsingleguineastakes;andtheplaywentonsmartly.ButFortunehadunmistakablyfalleninlovewiththereddlemantonight.Hewonsteadily,tillhewastheowneroffourteenmoreofthegoldpieces.Seventy-nineofthehundredguineaswerehis,Wildevepossessingonlytwenty-one.Theaspectofthetwoopponentswasnowsingular.Apartfrommotions,acompletedioramaofthefluctuationsofthegamewentonintheireyes.Adiminutivecandle-flamewasmirroredineachpupil,anditwouldhavebeenpossibletodistinguishthereinbetweenthemoodsofhopeandthemoodsofabandonment,evenasregardsthereddleman,thoughhisfacialmusclesbetrayednothingatall.Wildeveplayedonwiththerecklessnessofdespair.

           “What’sthat?”hesuddenlyexclaimed,hearingarustle;andtheybothlookedup.

           Theyweresurroundedbyduskyformsbetweenfourandfivefeethigh,standingafewpacesbeyondtheraysofthelantern.Amoment’sinspectionrevealedthattheencirclingfigureswereheath-croppers,theirheadsbeingalltowardstheplayers,atwhomtheygazedintently.

           “Hoosh!”saidWildeve,andthewholefortyorfiftyanimalsatonceturnedandgallopedaway.Playwasagainresumed.

           Tenminutespassedaway.Thenalargedeath’sheadmothadvancedfromtheobscureouterair,wheeledtwiceroundthelantern,flewstraightatthecandle,andextinguisheditbytheforceoftheblow.Wildevehadjustthrown,buthadnotliftedtheboxtoseewhathehadcast;andnowitwasimpossible.

           “Whattheinfernal!”heshrieked.

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