저 는 간호사 고요 댁 의 머리 가 찢어져 가 꼬 피 가 많이 났 거든요 ? 더 보 기 접 기 A deep flush overspread the cheek of the Warden That , he said , isalso a member of Judas His name , I believe , is NoaksIs he dining with us to - night ? asked ZuleikaCertainly not , said the Warden Most decidedly notNoaks , unlike the Duke , had stopped for an ardent retrospect He gazedtill the landau was out of his short sight ; then , sighing , resumed hissolitary walkThe landau was rolling into the Broad , over that ground which hadonce blackened under the fagots lit for Latimer and Ridley It rolledpast the portals of Balliol and of Trinity , past the Ashmolean Fromthose pedestals which intersperse the railing of the Sheldonian , thehigh grim busts of the Roman Emperors stared down at the fair strangerin the equipage Zuleika returned their stare with but a casualglance The inanimate had little charm for herA moment later , a certain old don emerged from Blackwell ' s , where hehad been buying books Looking across the road , he saw , to hisamazement , great beads of perspiration glistening on the brows ofthose Emperors He trembled , and hurried away That evening , in CommonRoom , he told what he had seen ; and no amount of polite scepticismwould convince him that it was but the hallucination of one who hadbeen reading too much Mommsen He persisted that he had seen what hedescribed It was not until two days had elapsed that some credencewas accorded himYes , as the landau rolled by , sweat started from the brows of theEmperors They , at least , foresaw the peril that was overhangingOxford , and they gave such warning as they could Let that beremembered to their credit Let that incline us to think more gentlyof them In their lives we know , they were infamous , some of them -- nihil non commiserunt stupri , saevitiae , impietatis But are theytoo little punished , after all ? Here in Oxford , exposed eternally andinexorably to heat and frost , to the four winds that lash them and therains that wear them away , they are expiating , in effigy , theabominations of their pride and cruelty and lust Who were lechers , they are without bodies ; who were tyrants , they are crowned never butwith crowns of snow ; who made themselves even with the gods , they areby American visitors frequently mistaken for the Twelve Apostles Itis but a little way down the road that the two Bishops perished fortheir faith , and even now we do never pass the spot without a tear forthem Yet how quickly they died in the flames ! To these Emperors , forwhom none weeps , time will give no surcease Surely , it is sign ofsome grace in them that they rejoiced not , this bright afternoon , inthe evil that was to befall the city of their penance IIThe sun streamed through the bay - window of a best bedroom in theWarden ' s house , and glorified the pale crayon - portraits on the wall , the dimity curtains , the old fresh chintz He invaded the many trunkswhich -- all painted Z D -- gaped , in various stages of excavation , around the room The doors of the huge wardrobe stood , like the doorsof Janus ' temple in time of war , majestically open ; and the sun seizedthis opportunity of exploring the mahogany recesses But the carpet , which had faded under his immemorial visitations , was now almostENTIRELY hidden from him , hidden under layers of fair fine linen , layers of silk , brocade , satin , chiffon , muslin All the colours ofthe rainbow , materialised by modistes , were there Stacked on chairswere I know not what of sachets , glove - cases , fan - cases There wereinnumerable packages in silver - paper and pink ribands There was apyramid of bandboxes There was a virgin forest of boot - trees Andrustling quickly hither and thither , in and out of this profusion , with armfuls of finery , was an obviously French maid Alert , unerring , like a swallow she dipped and darted Nothing escaped her , and shenever rested She had the air of the born unpacker -- swift and firm , yet withal tender Scarce had her arms been laden but their loads werelying lightly between shelves or tightly in drawers To calculate , catch , distribute , seemed in her but a single process She was one ofthose who are born to make chaos cosmic 접 기