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A Walk In The Woods

  I was puzzled! Why was this old woman making such a fuss about an old copse which was of no use to anybody? She had written letters to the local paper, even to a national, protesting about a projected by-pass to her village, and, looking at a map, the route was nowhere near where she lived and it wasn't as if the area was attractive. I was more than puzzled, I was intrigued.

  The enquiry into the route of the new by-pass to the village was due to take place shortly, and I wanted to know what it was that motivated her. So it was that I found myself knocking on a cottage door, being received by Mary Smith and then being taken for a walk to the woods.

  "I've always loved this place", she said, "it has a lot of memories for me, and for others. We all used it. They called it 'Lovers lane'. It's not much of a lane, and it doesn't go anywhere important, but that's why we all came here. To be away from people, to be by ourselves " she added.

  It was indeed pleasant that day and the songs of many birds could be heard. Squirrels gazed from the branches, quite bold in their movements, obviously few people passed this way and they had nothing to fear. I could imagine the noise of vehicles passing through these peaceful woods when the by-pass was built, so I felt that she probably had something there but as I hold strong opinions about the needs of the community over-riding the opinions of private individuals, I said nothing. The village was quite a dangerous place because of the traffic especially for old people and children, their safety was more important to me than an old woman's whims.

  "Take this tree", she said pausing after a short while. "To you it is just that, a tree. Not unlike many others here". She gently touched the bark. "Look here, under this branch, what can you see?"

  "It looks as if someone has done a bit of carving with a knife" I said after a cursory inspection.

  "Yes, that's what it is!" she said softly. "There are letters and a lover's heart".

  I looked again, this time more carefully. The heart was still there and there was a suggestion of an arrow through it. The letters on one side were indistinct, but on the other an 'R' was clearly visible with what looked like an 'I' after it. "Some budding romance?" I asked, "did you know who they were?"

  "Oh yes, I knew them", said Mary Smith, "it says RH loves MS".

  I realised that I could be getting out of my depth, and longed to be in my office, away from here and this old lady, snug, and with a mug of tea in my hand.

  She went on …"He had a penknife with a spike for getting stones from a horse's hoof, and I helped him to carve my initials. We were very much in love, but he was going away, and could not tell me what he was involved in the army. I had guessed of course. It was the last evening we ever spent together,because he went away the next day, back to his Unit. "

  Mary Smith was quiet for a while, then she sobbed. "His mother showed me the telegram. 'Sergeant R Holmes ….. Killed in action in the 9)invasion of France'".

  "'I had hoped that you and Robin would one day get married" she said, "He was my only child, and I would have loved to be a Granny, they would have been such lovely babies'- she was like that! "

  "Two years later she too was dead. 'Pneumonia, following a chill on the chest' was what the doctor said, but I think it was an old fashioned broken heart. A child would have helped both of us."

  There was a further pause. Mary Smith gently caressed the wounded tree, just as she would have caressed him. "And now they want to take our tree away from me." Another quiet sob, then she turned to me. "I was young and pretty then, I could have had anybody, I wasn't always the old woman you see here now. I had everything I wanted in life, a lovely man, health and a future to look forwards to".

  She paused again and looked around. The breeze gently moved through the leaves with a sighing sound. "There were others, of course, but not a patch on my Robin!" she said strongly. "And now I have nothing - except the memories this tree holds. If only I could get my hands on that awful man who writes in the paper about the value of the road they are going to build where we are standing now, I would tell him. Has he never loved, has he never lived, does he not know anything about memories? We were not the only ones, you know, I still meet some who came here as Robin and I did. Yes, I would tell him!"

  I turned away, sick at heart.


  我正儿八经不泓!怎地么这般衰迈淑女会对一片毫无用途的老灌木丛林这等紧绷绷呢?她给本土白白报纸写了信,连给天下性的白白报纸也写了信,对拟将在渠们聚落里打造方土的计较说明抗辩。但从测绘上看,这条拟建的方土离她家并不近,那区也并非风物美好。这不只使我感应黑糊糊,还繇了我的好奇心心。

  很快遗嘱陟对新方土的阻击了,我想会晤曾她抗击的起因。故此我敲响了小屋的门,一名叫玛丽·史赵女的淑女欢迎了我,竹寺她带我去森林中逛逛。

  “我老是深爱这般阁阁,”她说,“这里聚积了我和异诸般人的撤换。自身人都曾在这般阁阁呆过。烝黎称它为‘所欢路’。它果然并不许落后何若路,也不通往何若主要的阁阁,但这齐截自身人来这里的起因。阔别旁人,独一自身人自身。”她补济邦国。

  那天林间正儿八经风姿绰约,小鸟唱着歌,鼫在网点间踅探,很安闲地演习,粼这里人迹罕至,它们顶球都不骇怕。我能料度得出,在方土行善后,轿车采纳这片心静的森林将会是焉的籍籍,就此我猜这对她来讲盖然性深意着些何若。但我执意认作社区的须要重于小我的讲法,所以然然我没说何若。村里今朝的勾串,特莫非对白叟和小孺来讲,特别险恶,所以然然对我来讲伊们的紧闭比这般老年淑女的怪指归更主要。

  “拿这棵树来讲吧,”她停了片时儿说,“对你来讲它独一一棵通常的树,与这里异的树没何若差数。”她悄悄地摸着这棵树的树皮说:“看这,在这般柯日月,你觌面了何若?”

  “宛然有人用钢刀在这里刻过何若玩意。”我稍为看了曾后说。

  “是的,齐截这等!”她悄悄地说,“是有的柬和一颗配偶的心。”

  我又看了曾,这回看得当真了有的。刻的那颗心还在那,并且还芴罐觌面有支箭穿心而过。心一齐的柬已难鉴识了,但在另一齐,柬“R”真亮的,过后另有个像是“I”的柬。“初恋艳遇?”我问道,“你认得伊们是谁吗?”

  “唔,我认得。”玛丽·史赵女说,“写的是‘RH爱MS’。”

  我省悟到我盖然性涉入太深了,真想头自身身在坐曹室,阔别这般阁阁和这般老年淑女,手里还端着杯茶,舒舒畅服地。

  她缵绪讲着……“他拿着一把袖珍折刀,折刀上嵌有长钉,那种长钉罐用来挖出夹在马蹄上的石山,自身人一道刻了我名色的第一个柬。自身人渊博相爱,但他却要走人了,并且不认得他将在队伍里干何若。断乎我也曾设想过。那是自身人在一道的端然一个宵,由于他第容日就回队伍去了。

  玛丽·史赵女停了片时儿,那就抽咽起来。“他萱堂给我看了那封缆索。‘R·荷尔姆斯士官….在顺当法网的战争中致命。’

  “我起始想头你和罗宾会跟从的。”她萱堂说,“我独一他一个孺,我本想头能做祖母,有高低燕女的小宝宝。”――她着然那瞬刻说的!

  “两年后她也弃世了。博士说是‘肺炎,脯着凉形成的’,但我认作这是原型的悲伤过火。正是有个孺那自身人俩就都不堪这等了。”

  玛丽·史赵女又停了瞬刻没飙口水。她酶地拈弄着那棵刻过的树,就像她过去拈弄他一致。“眼前伊们想把自身人的树夺走。”她又悄悄地抽搭了曾,竹寺她转过身来对着我。“接着我幼稚靓丽,我爱嫁给谁都罐,我接着可差讹眼前那样老的。我领有生身里所要的合,一个该当爱的男子、康的骨肉和满腔胡蝶梦的濒于。”

  她顿了顿,朝围看了一眼。风丝悄悄赞扬着树叶,派生感喟般的沙沙声。“断乎,当时另有异人,但伊们连罗宾的鸿爪雪泥一毫都比不的!”她证实地说。“眼前我一无据有——只遗留残留在这棵树上的记忆力力。那么臭的斥土竟推荐把路修在自身人所站的这般阁阁,我真想头油门他,我会对他说:你从没爱过吗,你活过吗,你从不认得何若叫记忆力力吗?你认得,不只仅是自身人,眼前我仍能觌面些男男女女像然后的我和罗宾那样到这边来。是的,我恒要对他说!”

  我转过身去,胸次感应很难熬。

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