第 49 节
作者:冥王      更新:2021-02-18 23:11      字数:9322
  It is evident to my mind that no such perpetual worship will give you
  the infinite delights which you are dreaming of in marriage;in some
  marriage where obedience will be your pride; where noble little
  sacrifices can be made and hidden; where the heart is full of
  anxieties without a cause; and successes are awaited with eager hope;
  where each new chance for magnanimity is hailed with joy; where souls
  are comprehended to their inmost recesses; and where the woman
  protects with her love the man who protects her。〃
  〃You are a sorcerer!〃 exclaimed Modeste。
  〃Neither will you find that sweet equality of feeling; that continual
  sharing of each other's life; that certainty of pleasing which makes
  marriage tolerable; if you take Canalis;a man who thinks of himself
  only; whose 'I' is the one string to his lute; whose mind is so fixed
  on himself that he has hitherto taken no notice of your father or the
  duke;a man of second…rate ambitions; to whom your dignity and your
  devotion will matter nothing; who will make you a mere appendage to
  his household; and who already insults you by his indifference to your
  behavior; yes; if you permitted yourself to go so far as to box your
  mother's ears Canalis would shut his eyes to it; and deny your crime
  even to himself; because he thirsts for your money。 And so;
  mademoiselle; when I spoke of the man who truly loves you I was not
  thinking of the great poet who is nothing but a little comedian; nor
  of the duke; who might be a good marriage for you; but never a
  husband〃
  〃Butscha; my heart is a blank page on which you are yourself writing
  all that you read there;〃 cried Modeste; interrupting him。 〃You are
  carried away by your provincial hatred for everything that obliges you
  to look higher than your own head。 You can't forgive a poet for being
  a statesman; for possessing the gift of speech; for having a noble
  future before him;and you calumniate his intentions。〃
  〃His!mademoiselle; he will turn his back upon you with the baseness
  of an Althor。〃
  〃Make him play that pretty little comedy; and〃
  〃That I will! he shall play it through and through within three days;
  on Wednesday;recollect; Wednesday! Until then; mademoiselle; amuse
  yourself by listening to the little tunes of the lyre; so that the
  discords and the false notes may come out all the more distinctly。〃
  Modeste ran gaily back to the salon; where La Briere; who was sitting
  by the window; where he had doubtless been watching his idol; rose to
  his feet as if a groom of the chambers had suddenly announced; 〃The
  Queen。〃 It was a movement of spontaneous respect; full of that living
  eloquence that lies in gesture even more than in speech。 Spoken love
  cannot compare with acts of love; and every young girl of twenty has
  the wisdom of fifty in applying the axiom。 In it lies the great secret
  of attraction。 Instead of looking Modeste in the face; as Canalis who
  paid her public homage would have done; the neglected lover followed
  her with a furtive look between his eyelids; humble after the manner
  of Butscha; and almost timid。 The young heiress observed it; as she
  took her place by Canalis; to whose game she proceeded to pay
  attention。 During a conversation which ensued; La Briere heard Modeste
  say to her father that she should ride out for the first time on the
  following Wednesday; and she also reminded him that she had no whip in
  keeping with her new equipments。 The young man flung a lightning
  glance at the dwarf; and a few minutes later the two were pacing the
  terrace。
  〃It is nine o'clock;〃 cried Ernest。 〃I shall start for Paris at full
  gallop; I can get there to…morrow morning by ten。 My dear Butscha;
  from you she will accept anything; for she is attached to you; let me
  give her a riding…whip in your name。 If you will do me this immense
  kindness; you shall have not only my friendship but my devotion。〃
  〃Ah; you are very happy;〃 said Butscha; ruefully; 〃you have money;
  you!〃
  〃Tell Canalis not to expect me; and that he must find some pretext to
  account for my absence。〃
  An hour later Ernest had ridden out of Havre。 He reached Paris in
  twelve hours; where his first act was to secure a place in the mail…
  coach for Havre on the following evening。 Then he went to three of the
  chief jewellers in Paris and compared all the whip…handles that they
  could offer; he was in search of some artistic treasure that was
  regally superb。 He found one at last; made by Stidmann for a Russian;
  who was unable to pay for it when finished;a fox…head in gold; with
  a ruby of exorbitant value; all his savings went into the purchase;
  the cost of which was seven thousand francs。 Ernest gave a drawing of
  the arms of La Bastie; and allowed the shop…people twenty hours to
  engrave them。 The handle; a masterpiece of delicate workmanship; was
  fitted to an india…rubber whip and put into a morocco case lined with
  velvet; on which two M。's interlaced were stamped in gold。
  La Briere got back to Havre by the mail…coach Wednesday morning in
  time to breakfast with Canalis。 The poet had concealed his secretary's
  absence by declaring that he was busy with some work sent from Paris。
  Butscha; who met La Briere at the coach…door; took the box containing
  the precious work of art to Francoise Cochet; with instructions to
  place it on Modeste's dressing…table。
  〃Of course you will accompany Mademoiselle Modeste on her ride
  to…day?〃 said Butscha; who went to Canalis's house to let La Briere
  know by a wink that the whip had gone to its destination。
  〃I?〃 answered Ernest; 〃no; I am going to bed。〃
  〃Bah!〃 exclaimed Canalis; looking at him。 〃I don't know what to make
  of you。〃
  Breakfast was then served; and the poet naturally invited their
  visitor to stay and take it。 Butscha complied; having seen in the
  expression of the valet's face the success of a trick in which we
  shall see the first fruits of his promise to Modeste。
  〃Monsieur is very right to detain the clerk of Monsieur Latournelle;〃
  whispered Germain in his master's ear。
  Canalis and Germain went into the salon on a sign that passed between
  them。
  〃I went out this morning to see the men fish; monsieur;〃 said the
  valet;〃an excursion proposed to me by the captain of a smack; whose
  acquaintance I have made。〃
  Germain did not acknowledge that he had the bad taste to play
  billiards in a cafe;a fact of which Butscha had taken advantage to
  surround him with friends of his own and manage him as he pleased。
  〃Well?〃 said Canalis; 〃to the point;quick!〃
  〃Monsieur le baron; I heard a conversation about Monsieur Mignon;
  which I encouraged as far as I could; for no one; of course; knew that
  I belong to you。 Ah! monsieur; judging by the talk of the quays; you
  are running your head into a noose。 The fortune of Mademoiselle de La
  Bastie is; like her name; modest。 The vessel on which the father
  returned does not belong to him; but to rich China merchants to whom
  he renders an account。 They even say things that are not at all
  flattering to Monsieur Mignon's honor。 Having heard that you and
  Monsieur le duc were rivals for Mademoiselle de La Bastie's hand; I
  have taken the liberty to warn you; of the two; wouldn't it be better
  that his lordship should gobble her? As I came home I walked round the
  quays; and into that theatre…hall where the merchants meet; I slipped
  boldly in and out among them。 Seeing a well…dressed stranger; those
  worthy fellows began to talk to me of Havre; and I got them; little by
  little; to speak of Colonel Mignon。 What they said only confirms the
  stories the fishermen told me; and I feel that I should fail in my
  duty if I keep silence。 That is why I did not get home in time to
  dress monsieur this morning。〃
  〃What am I to do?〃 cried Canalis; who remembered his proposals to
  Modeste the night before; and did not see how he could get out of
  them。
  〃Monsieur knows my attachment to him;〃 said Germain; perceiving that
  the poet was quite thrown off his balance; 〃he will not be surprised
  if I give him a word of advice。 There is that clerk; try to get the
  truth out of him。 Perhaps he'll unbutton after a bottle or two of
  champagne; or at any rate a third。 It would be strange indeed if
  monsieur; who will one day be ambassador; as Philoxene has heard
  Madame la duchesse say time and time again; couldn't turn a little
  notary's clerk inside out。〃
  CHAPTER XXIII
  BUTSCHA DISTINGUISHES HIMSELF
  At this instant Butscha; the hidden prompter of the fishing part; was
  requesting the secretary to say nothing about his trip to Paris; and
  not to interfere in any way with what he; Butscha; might do。 The dwarf
  had already made use of an unfavorable feeling lately roused against
  Monsieur Mignon in Havre in consequence of his reserve and his
  determination to keep silence as to the amount of his fortune。 The
  persons who were most bitter against him even declared calumniously
  that he