And here, too, was that ever-active sexton of the vegetable world, the
fungus. In the vast winds of the winters, when the oaks gored one
another, and tore off the fangs of their antlers, great boughs fell with
shrieks to the earth. Later the sexton fungus crept over to the
shattered limbs and lodged on them, and ate them up silently and slowly,
and then the fungus itself melted into the earth.
Here were worms of enormous growth, and frogs and toads, and snails and
lizards, and all other kinds of slimy insects and reptiles, and the boys
said snakes, but snakes were put forward in excuse of fear on the part
of the boys. There were no hares, no rabbits, no deer, no cows, no
sheep, no goats, nor any of the gentle creatures that put grass and
green things to uses profitable to man.
Here in those vaults of sickly twilight vegetable nature held high
saturnalia, undisturbed save by the seasons and worms and snails and
caterpillars and slugs. This was not a prosperous field, a prudent
grove, a stately wood, a discreet garden; it was a robber's cave of the
green world, in which the plunder of all the fields lay heaped without
design, for no good or useful end.
At night the darkness was thick and hot in these blind alleys and
inexplorable aisles. When the foot was put down something slipped
beneath it, a greasy branch, a viscous fruit, a reptile, or the fat
stalk of some large-leafed ground-plant.
The trunks of the trees and the branches of the shrubs were damp with
gelatinous dews. If there was a moon, something might always be seen
sliding silently through the grass or leaves and pulpy roots.
Strange and depressing odours of decay came stealthily upon the sense
now and then, and filled the mind with hints of unutterable fears. If in
the branches above a sleeping bird chirped or fluttered, it seemed as
though the last bird left was stealing away from the fearful place. The
fat reptiles that glided and slipped in the ghostly moonlight were
fleeing, and leaving you alone to behold some spectacle, encounter some
fate, too repulsive for the contemplation of reason.
Within this belt of rank vegetation and oaks the Manor House stood. The
house had a plain stone front with small narrow windows, three on each
side of the main door. At the rear was a large paved courtyard, with a
pump and horse-trough in the middle.
The chief building consisted of a ground-floor, on which were the
reception-rooms; a first floor of bedrooms; and a second floor, the
windows of which were dormar, intended for the servants of the
establishment.
The walls of the house were of great thickness and strength. On the
ground and first floors most of the doorways into the passages had
double doors. Owing to the great thickness of the walls, and the double
doors, and the massive floorings and partition walls, sounds, even the
loudest, travelled with great difficulty through that house.
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