第 37 节
作者:蒂帆      更新:2024-04-14 09:15      字数:9322
  time。 A few of the boarders discussed the walnuts at the table;
  and others walked about the room; still taking part in the
  conversation which had begun among them。 People usually went when
  they chose; the amount of time that they lingered being
  determined by the amount of interest that the conversation
  possessed for them; or by the difficulty of the process of
  digestion。 In winter…time the room was seldom empty before eight
  o'clock; when the four women had it all to themselves; and made
  up for the silence previously imposed upon them by the
  preponderating masculine element。 This evening Vautrin had
  noticed Eugene's abstractedness; and stayed in the room; though
  he had seemed to be in a hurry to finish his dinner and go。 All
  through the talk afterwards he had kept out of the sight of the
  law student; who quite believed that Vautrin had left the room。
  He now took up his position cunningly in the sitting…room instead
  of going when the last boarders went。 He had fathomed the young
  man's thoughts; and felt that a crisis was at hand。 Rastignac
  was; in fact; in a dilemma; which many another young man must
  have known。
  Mme。 de Nucingen might love him; or might merely be playing with
  him; but in either case Rastignac had been made to experience all
  the alternations of hope and despair of genuine passion; and all
  the diplomatic arts of a Parisienne had been employed on him。
  After compromising herself by continually appearing in public
  with Mme。 de Beauseant's cousin she still hesitated; and would
  not give him the lover's privileges which he appeared to enjoy。
  For a whole month she had so wrought on his senses; that at last
  she had made an impression on his heart。 If in the earliest days
  the student had fancied himself to be master; Mme。 de Nucingen
  had since become the stronger of the two; for she had skilfully
  roused and played upon every instinct; good or bad; in the two or
  three men comprised in a young student in Paris。 This was not the
  result of deep design on her part; nor was she playing a part;
  for women are in a manner true to themselves even through their
  grossest deceit; because their actions are prompted by a natural
  impulse。 It may have been that Delphine; who had allowed this
  young man to gain such an ascendency over her; conscious that she
  had been too demonstrative; was obeying a sentiment of dignity;
  and either repented of her concessions; or it pleased her to
  suspend them。 It is so natural to a Parisienne; even when passion
  has almost mastered her; to hesitate and pause before taking the
  plunge; to probe the heart of him to whom she intrusts her
  future。 And once already Mme。 de Nucingen's hopes had been
  betrayed; and her loyalty to a selfish young lover had been
  despised。 She had good reason to be suspicious。 Or it may have
  been that something in Eugene's manner (for his rapid success was
  making a coxcomb of him) had warned her that the grotesque nature
  of their position had lowered her somewhat in his eyes。 She
  doubtless wished to assert her dignity; he was young; and she
  would be great in his eyes; for the lover who had forsaken her
  had held her so cheap that she was determined that Eugene should
  not think her an easy conquest; and for this very reasonhe knew
  that de Marsay had been his predecessor。 Finally; after the
  degradation of submission to the pleasure of a heartless young
  rake; it was so sweet to her to wander in the flower…strewn
  realms of love; that it was not wonderful that she should wish to
  dwell a while on the prospect; to tremble with the vibrations of
  love; to feel the freshness of the breath of its dawn。 The true
  lover was suffering for the sins of the false。 This inconsistency
  is unfortunately only to be expected so long as men do not know
  how many flowers are mown down in a young woman's soul by the
  first stroke of treachery。
  Whatever her reasons may have been; Delphine was playing with
  Rastignac; and took pleasure in playing with him; doubtless
  because she felt sure of his love; and confident that she could
  put an end to the torture as soon as it was her royal pleasure to
  do so。 Eugene's self…love was engaged; he could not suffer his
  first passage of love to end in a defeat; and persisted in his
  suit like a sportsman determined to bring down at least one
  partridge to celebrate his first Feast of Saint…Hubert。 The
  pressure of anxiety; his wounded self…love; his despair; real or
  feigned; drew him nearer and nearer to this woman。 All Paris
  credited him with this conquest; and yet he was conscious that he
  had made no progress since the day when he saw Mme。 de Nucingen
  for the first time。 He did not know as yet that a woman's
  coquetry is sometimes more delightful than the pleasure of secure
  possession of her love; and was possessed with helpless rage。 If;
  at this time; while she denied herself to love; Eugene gathered
  the springtide spoils of his life; the fruit; somewhat sharp and
  green; and dearly bought; was no less delicious to the taste。
  There were moments when he had not a sou in his pockets; and at
  such times he thought in spite of his conscience of Vautrin's
  offer and the possibility of fortune by a marriage with Mlle。
  Taillefer。 Poverty would clamor so loudly that more than once he
  was on the point of yielding to the cunning temptations of the
  terrible sphinx; whose glance had so often exerted a strange
  spell over him。
  Poiret and Mlle。 Michonneau went up to their rooms; and
  Rastignac; thinking that he was alone with the women in the
  dining…room; sat between Mme。 Vauquer and Mme。 Couture; who was
  nodding over the woolen cuffs that she was knitting by the stove;
  and looked at Mlle。 Taillefer so tenderly that she lowered her
  eyes。
  〃Can you be in trouble; M。 Eugene?〃 Victorine said after a pause。
  〃Who has not his troubles?〃 answered Rastignac。 〃If we men were
  sure of being loved; sure of a devotion which would be our reward
  for the sacrifices which we are always ready to make; then
  perhaps we should have no troubles。〃
  For answer Mlle。 Taillefer only gave him a glance but it was
  impossible to mistake its meaning。
  〃You; for instance; mademoiselle; you feel sure of your heart to…
  day; but are you sure that it will never change?〃
  A smile flitted over the poor girl's lips; it seemed as if a ray
  of light from her soul had lighted up her face。 Eugene was
  dismayed at the sudden explosion of feeling caused by his words。
  〃Ah! but suppose;〃 he said; 〃that you should be rich and happy
  to…morrow; suppose that a vast fortune dropped down from the
  clouds for you; would you still love the man whom you loved in
  your days of poverty?〃
  A charming movement of the head was her only answer。
  〃Even if he were very poor?〃
  Again the same mute answer。
  〃What nonsense are you talking; you two?〃 exclaimed Mme。 Vauquer。
  〃Never mind;〃 answered Eugene; 〃we understand each other。〃
  〃So there is to be an engagement of marriage between M。 le
  Chevalier Eugene de Rastignac and Mlle。 Victorine Taillefer; is
  there?〃 The words were uttered in Vautrin's deep voice; and
  Vautrin appeared at the door as he spoke。
  〃Oh! how you startled me!〃 Mme。 Couture and Mme。 Vauquer
  exclaimed together。
  〃I might make a worse choice;〃 said Rastignac; laughing。
  Vautrin's voice had thrown him into the most painful agitation
  that he had yet known。
  〃No bad jokes; gentlemen!〃 said Mme。 Couture。 〃My dear; let us go
  upstairs。〃
  Mme。 Vauquer followed the two ladies; meaning to pass the evening
  in their room; an arrangement that economized fire and
  candlelight。 Eugene and Vautrin were left alone。
  〃I felt sure you would come round to it;〃 said the elder man with
  the coolness that nothing seemed to shake。 〃But stay a moment! I
  have as much delicacy as anybody else。 Don't make up your mind on
  the spur of the moment; you are a little thrown off your balance
  just now。 You are in debt; and I want you to come over to my way
  of thinking after sober reflection; and not in a fit of passion
  or desperation。 Perhaps you want a thousand crowns。 There; you
  can have them if you like。〃
  The tempter took out a pocketbook; and drew thence three
  banknotes; which he fluttered before the student's eyes。 Eugene
  was in a most painful dilemma。 He had debts; debts of honor。 He
  owed a hundred louis to the Marquis d'Ajuda and to the Count de
  Trailles; he had not the money; and for this reason had not dared
  to go to Mme。 de Restaud's house; where he was expected that
  evening。 It was one of those informal gatherings where tea and
  little cakes are handed round; but where it is possible to lose
  six thousand francs at whist in the course of a night。
  〃You must see;〃 said Eugene; struggling to hide a convulsive
  tremor; 〃that after what has passed between us; I cannot possibly
  lay myself under any obligation to you。〃
  〃Quite right; I should be sorry to hear you speak otherwise;〃
  answered