Викрадений
Chapter 22
Youhaveheardgrasshopperswhirringinthegrassinthesummertime?Well,Ihadnosoonerclosedmyeyes,thanmybody,andaboveallmyhead,belly,andwrists,seemedtobefilledwithwhirringgrasshoppers;andImustopenmyeyesagainatonce,andtumbleandtoss,andsitupandliedown;andlookattheskywhichdazzledme,oratCluny’swildanddirtysentries,peeringoutoverthetopofthebraeandchatteringtoeachotherintheGaelic.
ThatwasalltherestIhad,untilthemessengerreturned;when,asitappearedthatClunywouldbegladtoreceiveus,wemustgetoncemoreuponourfeetandsetforward.Alanwasinexcellentgoodspirits,muchrefreshedbyhissleep,veryhungry,andlookingpleasantlyforwardtoadramandadishofhotcollops,ofwhich,itseems,themessengerhadbroughthimword.Formypart,itmademesicktohearofeating.Ihadbeendead-heavybefore,andnowIfeltakindofdreadfullightness,whichwouldnotsuffermetowalk.Idriftedlikeagossamer;thegroundseemedtomeacloud,thehillsafeather-weight,theairtohaveacurrent,likearunningburn,whichcarriedmetoandfro.Withallthat,asortofhorrorofdespairsatonmymind,sothatIcouldhaveweptatmyownhelplessness.
IsawAlanknittinghisbrowsatme,andsupposeditwasinanger;andthatgavemeapangoflight-headedfear,likewhatachildmayhave.Iremember,too,thatIwassmiling,andcouldnotstopsmiling,hardasItried;forIthoughtitwasoutofplaceatsuchatime
