第 10 节
作者:散发弄舟      更新:2024-01-06 10:43      字数:9322
  carriage。 All three laughed at the combination of an eclectic under…
  secretary of State; a ferocious republican; and a political atheist。
  〃Suppose we sup at the expense of the present order of things?〃 said
  Blondet; who would fain recall suppers to fashion。
  Rastignac took them to Very's; sent away his carriage; and all three
  sat down to table to analyze society with Rabelaisian laughs。 During
  the supper; Rastignac and Blondet advised their provisional enemy not
  to neglect such a capital chance of advancement as the one now offered
  to him。 The two 〃roues〃 gave him; in fine satirical style; the history
  of Madame Felix de Vandenesse; they drove the scalpel of epigram and
  the sharp points of much good wit into that innocent girlhood and
  happy marriage。 Blondet congratulated Raoul on encountering a woman
  guilty of nothing worse so far than horrible drawings in red chalk;
  attenuated water…colors; slippers embroidered for a husband; sonatas
  executed with the best intentions;a girl tied to her mother's apron…
  strings till she was eighteen; trussed for religious practices;
  seasoned by Vandenesse; and cooked to a point by marriage。 At the
  third bottle of champagne; Raoul unbosomed himself as he had never
  done before in his life。
  〃My friends;〃 he said; 〃you know my relations with Florine; you also
  know my life; and you will not be surprised to hear me say that I am
  absolutely ignorant of what a countess's love may be like。 I have
  often felt mortified that I; a poet; could not give myself a Beatrice;
  a Laura; except in poetry。 A pure and noble woman is like an unstained
  conscience;she represents us to ourselves under a noble form。
  Elsewhere we may soil ourselves; but with her we are always proud;
  lofty; and immaculate。 Elsewhere we lead ill…regulated lives; with her
  we breathe the calm; the freshness; the verdure of an oasis〃
  〃Go on; go on; my dear fellow!〃 cried Rastignac; 〃twang that fourth
  string with the prayer in 'Moses' like Paganini。〃
  Raoul remained silent; with fixed eyes; apparently musing。
  〃This wretched ministerial apprentice does not understand me;〃 he
  said; after a moment's silence。
  So; while the poor Eve in the rue du Rocher went to bed in the sheets
  of shame; frightened at the pleasure with which she had listened to
  that sham great poet; these three bold minds were trampling with jests
  over the tender flowers of her dawning love。 Ah! if women only knew
  the cynical tone that such men; so humble; so fawning in their
  presence; take behind their backs! how they sneer at what they say
  they adore! Fresh; pure; gracious being; how the scoffing jester
  disrobes and analyzes her! but; even so; the more she loses veils; the
  more her beauty shines。
  Marie was at this moment comparing Raoul and Felix; without imagining
  the danger there might be for her in such comparisons。 Nothing could
  present a greater contrast than the disorderly; vigorous Raoul to
  Felix de Vandenesse; who cared for his person like a dainty woman;
  wore well…fitting clothes; had a charming 〃desinvoltura;〃 and was a
  votary of English nicety; to which; in earlier days; Lady Dudley had
  trained him。 Marie; as a good and pious woman; soon forbade herself
  even to think of Raoul; and considered that she was a monster of
  ingratitude for making the comparison。
  〃What do you think of Raoul Nathan?〃 she asked her husband the next
  day at breakfast。
  〃He is something of a charlatan;〃 replied Felix; 〃one of those
  volcanoes who are easily calmed down with a little gold…dust。 Madame
  de Montcornet makes a mistake in admitting him。〃
  This answer annoyed Marie; all the more because Felix supported his
  opinion with certain facts; relating what he knew of Raoul Nathan's
  life;a precarious existence mixed up with a popular actress。
  〃If the man has genius;〃 he said in conclusion; 〃he certainly has
  neither the constancy nor the patience which sanctifies it; and makes
  it a thing divine。 He endeavors to impose on the world by placing
  himself on a level which he does nothing to maintain。 True talent;
  pains…taking and honorable talent does not act thus。 Men who possess
  such talent follow their path courageously; they accept its pains and
  penalties; and don't cover them with tinsel。〃
  A woman's thought is endowed with incredible elasticity。 When she
  receives a knockdown blow; she bends; seems crushed; and then renews
  her natural shape in a given time。
  〃Felix is no doubt right;〃 thought she。
  But three days later she was once more thinking of the serpent;
  recalled to him by that singular emotion; painful and yet sweet; which
  the first sight of Raoul had given her。 The count and countess went to
  Lady Dudley's grand ball; where; by the bye; de Marsay appeared in
  society for the last time。 He died about two months later; leaving the
  reputation of a great statesman; because; as Blondet remarked; he was
  incomprehensible。
  Vandenesse and his wife again met Raoul Nathan at this ball; which was
  remarkable for the meeting of several personages of the political
  drama; who were not a little astonished to find themselves together。
  It was one of the first solemnities of the great world。 The salons
  presented a magnificent spectacle to the eye;flowers; diamonds; and
  brilliant head…dresses; all jewel…boxes emptied; all resources of the
  toilet put under contribution。 The ball…room might be compared to one
  of those choice conservatories where rich horticulturists collect the
  most superb rarities;same brilliancy; same delicacy of texture。 On
  all sides white or tinted gauzes like the wings of the airiest dragon…
  fly; crepes; laces; blondes; and tulles; varied as the fantasies of
  entomological nature; dentelled; waved; and scalloped; spider's webs
  of gold and silver; mists of silk embroidered by fairy fingers; plumes
  colored by the fire of the tropics drooping from haughty heads; pearls
  twined in braided hair; shot or ribbed or brocaded silks; as though
  the genius of arabesque had presided over French manufactures;all
  this luxury was in harmony with the beauties collected there as if to
  realize a 〃Keepsake。〃 The eye received there an impression of the
  whitest shoulders; some amber…tinted; others so polished as to seem
  colandered; some dewy; some plump and satiny; as though Rubens had
  prepared their flesh; in short; all shades known to man in white。 Here
  were eyes sparkling like onyx or turquoise fringed with dark lashes;
  faces of varied outline presenting the most graceful types of many
  lands; foreheads noble and majestic; or softly rounded; as if thought
  ruled; or flat; as if resistant will reigned there unconquered;
  beautiful bosoms swelling; as George IV。 admired them; or widely
  parted after the fashion of the eighteenth century; or pressed
  together; as Louis XV。 required; some shown boldly; without veils;
  others covered by those charming pleated chemisettes which Raffaelle
  painted。 The prettiest feet pointed for the dance; the slimmest waists
  encircled in the waltz; stimulated the gaze of the most indifferent
  person present。 The murmur of sweet voices; the rustle of gowns; the
  cadence of the dance; the whir of the waltz harmoniously accompanied
  the music。 A fairy's wand seemed to have commanded this dazzling
  revelry; this melody of perfumes; these iridescent lights glittering
  from crystal chandeliers or sparkling in candelabra。 This assemblage
  of the prettiest women in their prettiest dresses stood out upon a
  gloomy background of men in black coats; among whom the eye remarked
  the elegant; delicate; and correctly drawn profile of nobles; the
  ruddy beards and grave faces of Englishmen; and the more gracious
  faces of the French aristocracy。 All the orders of Europe glittered on
  the breasts or hung from the necks of these men。
  Examining this society carefully; it was seen to present not only the
  brilliant tones and colors and outward adornment; but to have a soul;
  it lived; it felt; it thought。 Hidden passions gave it a
  physiognomy; mischievous or malignant looks were exchanged; fair and
  giddy girls betrayed desires; jealous women told each other scandals
  behind their fans; or paid exaggerated compliments。 Society; anointed;
  curled; and perfumed; gave itself up to social gaiety which went to
  the brain like a heady liquor。 It seemed as if from all foreheads; as
  well as from all hearts; ideas and sentiments were exhaling; which
  presently condensed and reacted in a volume on the coldest persons
  present; and excited them。 At the most animated moment of this
  intoxicating party; in a corner of a gilded salon where certain
  bankers; ambassadors; and the immoral old English earl; Lord Dudley;
  were playing cards; Madame Felix de Vandenesse was irresistibly drawn
  to converse with Raoul Nathan。 Possibly she yielded to that ball…
  intoxication which sometimes wrings avowals from the most discreet。
  At sight of such a fete; and the splendors of a world in which he had
  never befor