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passed before the shadowy forms of the hills; streamed water as

they were drawn across the landscape。  Down such steep pitches that

the mare seemed to be trotting on her head; and up such steep

pitches that she seemed to have a supplementary leg in her tail;

the dog…cart jolted and tilted back to the village。  It was too wet

for the women to look out; it was too wet even for the children to

look out; all the doors and windows were closed; and the only sign

of life or motion was in the rain…punctured puddles。



Whiskey and oil to Thomas Idle's ankle; and whiskey without oil to

Francis Goodchild's stomach; produced an agreeable change in the

systems of both; soothing Mr。 Idle's pain; which was sharp before;

and sweetening Mr。 Goodchild's temper; which was sweet before。

Portmanteaus being then opened and clothes changed; Mr。 Goodchild;

through having no change of outer garments but broadcloth and

velvet; suddenly became a magnificent portent in the Innkeeper's

house; a shining frontispiece to the fashions for the month; and a

frightful anomaly in the Cumberland village。



Greatly ashamed of his splendid appearance; the conscious Goodchild

quenched it as much as possible; in the shadow of Thomas Idle's

ankle; and in a corner of the little covered carriage that started

with them for Wigton … a most desirable carriage for any country;

except for its having a flat roof and no sides; which caused the

plumps of rain accumulating on the roof to play vigorous games of

bagatelle into the interior all the way; and to score immensely。

It was comfortable to see how the people coming back in open carts

from Wigton market made no more of the rain than if it were

sunshine; how the Wigton policeman taking a country walk of half…a…

dozen miles (apparently for pleasure); in resplendent uniform;

accepted saturation as his normal state; how clerks and

schoolmasters in black; loitered along the road without umbrellas;

getting varnished at every step; how the Cumberland girls; coming

out to look after the Cumberland cows; shook the rain from their

eyelashes and laughed it away; and how the rain continued to fall

upon all; as it only does fall in hill countries。



Wigton market was over; and its bare booths were smoking with rain

all down the street。  Mr。 Thomas Idle; melodramatically carried to

the inn's first floor; and laid upon three chairs (he should have

had the sofa; if there had been one); Mr。 Goodchild went to the

window to take an observation of Wigton; and report what he saw to

his disabled companion。



'Brother Francis; brother Francis;' cried Thomas Idle; 'What do you

see from the turret?'



'I see;' said Brother Francis; 'what I hope and believe to be one

of the most dismal places ever seen by eyes。  I see the houses with

their roofs of dull black; their stained fronts; and their dark…

rimmed windows; looking as if they were all in mourning。  As every

little puff of wind comes down the street; I see a perfect train of

rain let off along the wooden stalls in the market…place and

exploded against me。  I see a very big gas lamp in the centre which

I know; by a secret instinct; will not be lighted to…night。  I see

a pump; with a trivet underneath its spout whereon to stand the

vessels that are brought to be filled with water。  I see a man come

to pump; and he pumps very hard; but no water follows; and he

strolls empty away。'



'Brother Francis; brother Francis;' cried Thomas Idle; 'what more

do you see from the turret; besides the man and the pump; and the

trivet and the houses all in mourning and the rain?'



'I see;' said Brother Francis; 'one; two; three; four; five; linen…

drapers' shops in front of me。  I see a linen…draper's shop next

door to the right … and there are five more linen…drapers' shops

down the corner to the left。  Eleven homicidal linen…drapers' shops

within a short stone's throw; each with its hands at the throats of

all the rest!  Over the small first…floor of one of these linen…

drapers' shops appears the wonderful inscription; BANK。'



'Brother Francis; brother Francis;' cried Thomas Idle; 'what more

do you see from the turret; besides the eleven homicidal linen…

drapers' shops; and the wonderful inscription; 〃Bank;〃 … on the

small first…floor; and the man and the pump and the trivet and the

houses all in mourning and the rain?'



'I see;' said Brother Francis; 'the depository for Christian

Knowledge; and through the dark vapour I think I again make out Mr。

Spurgeon looming heavily。  Her Majesty the Queen; God bless her;

printed in colours; I am sure I see。  I see the ILLUSTRATED LONDON

NEWS of several years ago; and I see a sweetmeat shop … which the

proprietor calls a 〃Salt Warehouse〃 … with one small female child

in a cotton bonnet looking in on tip…toe; oblivious of rain。  And I

see a watchmaker's with only three great pale watches of a dull

metal hanging in his window; each in a separate pane。'



'Brother Francis; brother Francis;' cried Thomas Idle; 'what more

do you see of Wigton; besides these objects; and the man and the

pump and the trivet and the houses all in mourning and the rain?'



'I see nothing more;' said Brother Francis; 'and there is nothing

more to see; except the curlpaper bill of the theatre; which was

opened and shut last week (the manager's family played all the

parts); and the short; square; chinky omnibus that goes to the

railway; and leads too rattling a life over the stones to hold

together long。  O yes!  Now; I see two men with their hands in

their pockets and their backs towards me。'



'Brother Francis; brother Francis;' cried Thomas Idle; 'what do you

make out from the turret; of the expression of the two men with

their hands in their pockets and their backs towards you?'



'They are mysterious men;' said Brother Francis; 'with inscrutable

backs。  They keep their backs towards me with persistency。  If one

turns an inch in any direction; the other turns an inch in the same

direction; and no more。  They turn very stiffly; on a very little

pivot; in the middle of the market…place。  Their appearance is

partly of a mining; partly of a ploughing; partly of a stable;

character。  They are looking at nothing … very hard。  Their backs

are slouched; and their legs are curved with much standing about。

Their pockets are loose and dog's…eared; on account of their hands

being always in them。  They stand to be rained upon; without any

movement of impatience or dissatisfaction; and they keep so close

together that an elbow of each jostles an elbow of the other; but

they never speak。  They spit at times; but speak not。  I see it

growing darker and darker; and still I see them; sole visible

population of the place; standing to be rained upon with their

backs towards me; and looking at nothing very hard。'



'Brother Francis; brother Francis;' cried Thomas Idle; 'before you

draw down the blind of the turret and come in to have your head

scorched by the hot gas; see if you can; and impart to me;

something of the expression of those two amazing men。'



'The murky shadows;' said Francis Goodchild; 'are gathering fast;

and the wings of evening; and the wings of coal; are folding over

Wigton。  Still; they look at nothing very hard; with their backs

towards me。  Ah!  Now; they turn; and I see … '



'Brother Francis; brother Francis;' cried Thomas Idle; 'tell me

quickly what you see of the two men of Wigton!'



'I see;' said Francis Goodchild; 'that they have no expression at

all。  And now the town goes to sleep; undazzled by the large

unlighted lamp in the market…place; and let no man wake it。'



At the close of the next day's journey; Mr。 Thomas Idle's ankle

became much swollen and inflamed。  There are reasons which will

presently explain themselves for not publicly indicating the exact

direction in which that journey lay; or the place in which it

ended。  It was a long day's shaking of Thomas Idle over the rough

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