第 50 节
作者:冥王      更新:2021-02-18 23:11      字数:9322
  determination to keep silence as to the amount of his fortune。 The
  persons who were most bitter against him even declared calumniously
  that he had made over a large amount of property to Dumay to save it
  from the just demands of his associates in China。 Butscha took
  advantage of this state of feeling。 He asked the fishermen; who owed
  him many a good turn; to keep the secret and lend him their tongues。
  They served him well。 The captain of the fishing…smack told Germain
  that one of his cousins; a sailor; had just returned from Marseilles;
  where he had been paid off from the brig in which Monsieur Mignon
  returned to France。 The brig had been sold to the account of some
  other person than Monsieur Mignon; and the cargo was only worth three
  or four hundred thousand francs at the utmost。
  〃Germain;〃 said Canalis; as the valet was leaving the room; 〃serve
  champagne and claret。 A member of the legal fraternity of Havre must
  carry away with him proper ideas of a poet's hospitality。 Besides; he
  has got a wit that is equal to Figaro's;〃 added Canalis; laying his
  hand on the dwarf's shoulder; 〃and we must make it foam and sparkle
  with champagne; you and I; Ernest; will not spare the bottle either。
  Faith; it is over two years since I've been drunk;〃 he added; looking
  at La Briere。
  〃Not drunk with wine; you mean;〃 said Butscha; looking keenly at him;
  〃yes; I can believe that。 You get drunk every day on yourself; you
  drink in so much praise。 Ha; you are handsome; you are a poet; you are
  famous in your lifetime; you have the gift of an eloquence that is
  equal to your genius; and you please all women;even my master's
  wife。 Admired by the finest sultana…valide that I ever saw in my life
  (and I never saw but her) you can; if you choose; marry Mademoiselle
  de La Bastie。 Goodness! the mere inventory of your present advantages;
  not to speak of the future (a noble title; peerage; embassy!); is
  enough to make me drunk already;like the men who bottle other men's
  wine。〃
  〃All such social distinctions;〃 said Canalis; 〃are of little use
  without the one thing that gives them value;wealth。 Here we can talk
  as men with men; fine sentiments only do in verse。〃
  〃That depends on circumstances;〃 said the dwarf; with a knowing
  gesture。
  〃Ah! you writer of conveyances;〃 said the poet; smiling at the
  interruption; 〃you know as well as I do that 'cottage' rhymes with
  'pottage;'and who would like to live on that for the rest of his
  days?〃
  At table Butscha played the part of Trigaudin; in the 〃Maison en
  loterie;〃 in a way that alarmed Ernest; who did not know the waggery
  of a lawyer's office; which is quite equal to that of an atelier。
  Butscha poured forth the scandalous gossip of Havre; the private
  history of fortune and boudoirs; and the crimes committed code in
  hand; which are called in Normandy; 〃getting out of a thing as best
  you can。〃 He spared no one; and his liveliness increased with the
  torrents of wine which poured down his throat like rain through a
  gutter。
  〃Do you know; La Briere;〃 said Canalis; filling Butscha's glass; 〃that
  this fellow would make a capital secretary to the embassy?〃
  〃And oust his chief!〃 cried the dwarf flinging a look at Canalis whose
  insolence was lost in the gurgling of carbonic acid gas。 〃I've little
  enough gratitude and quite enough scheming to get astride of your
  shoulders。 Ha; ha; a poet carrying a hunchback! that's been seen;
  often seenon book…shelves。 Come; don't look at me as if I were
  swallowing swords。 My dear great genius; you're a superior man; you
  know that gratitude is the word of fools; they stick it in the
  dictionary; but it isn't in the human heart; pledges are worth
  nothing; except on a certain mount that is neither Pindus nor
  Parnassus。 You think I owe a great deal to my master's wife; who
  brought me up。 Bless you; the whole town has paid her for that in
  praises; respect; and admiration;the very best of coin。 I don't
  recognize any service that is only the capital of self…love。 Men make
  a commerce of their services; and gratitude goes down on the debit
  side;that's all。 As to schemes; they are my divinity。 What?〃 he
  exclaimed; at a gesture of Canalis; 〃don't you admire the faculty
  which enables a wily man to get the better of a man of genius? it
  takes the closest observation of his vices; and his weaknesses; and
  the wit to seize the happy moment。 Ask diplomacy if its greatest
  triumphs are not those of craft over force? If I were your secretary;
  Monsieur le baron; you'd soon be prime…minister; because it would be
  my interest to have you so。 Do you want a specimen of my talents in
  that line? Well then; listen; you love Mademoiselle Modeste
  distractedly; and you've good reason to do so。 The girl has my fullest
  esteem; she is a true Parisian。 Sometimes we get a few real Parisians
  born down here in the provinces。 Well; Modeste is just the woman to
  help a man's career。 She's got THAT in her;〃 he cried; with a turn of
  his wrist in the air。 〃But you've a dangerous competitor in the duke;
  what will you give me to get him out of Havre within three days?〃
  〃Finish this bottle;〃 said the poet; refilling Butscha's glass。
  〃You'll make me drunk;〃 said the dwarf; tossing off his ninth glass of
  champagne。 〃Have you a bed where I could sleep it off? My master is as
  sober as the camel that he is; and Madame Latournelle too。 They are
  brutal enough; both of them; to scold me; and they'd have the rights
  of it toothere are those deeds I ought to be drawing!〃 Then;
  suddenly returning to his previous ideas; after the fashion of a
  drunken man; he exclaimed; 〃and I've such a memory; it is on a par
  with my gratitude。〃
  〃Butscha!〃 cried the poet; 〃you said just now you had no gratitude;
  you contradict yourself。〃
  〃Not at all;〃 he replied。 〃To forget a thing means almost always
  recollecting it。 Come; come; do you want me to get rid of the duke?
  I'm cut out for a secretary。〃
  〃How could you manage it?〃 said Canalis; delighted to find the
  conversation taking this turn of its own accord。
  〃That's none of your business;〃 said the dwarf; with a portentous
  hiccough。
  Butscha's head rolled between his shoulders; and his eyes turned from
  Germain to La Briere; and from La Briere to Canalis; after the manner
  of men who; knowing they are tipsy; wish to see what other men are
  thinking of them; for in the shipwreck of drunkenness it is noticeable
  that self…love is the last thing that goes to the bottom。
  〃Ha! my great poet; you're a pretty good trickster yourself; but you
  are not deep enough。 What do you mean by taking me for one of your own
  readers;you who sent your friend to Paris; full gallop; to inquire
  into the property of the Mignon family? Ha; ha! I hoax; thou hoaxest;
  we hoaxGood! But do me the honor to believe that I'm deep enough to
  keep the secrets of my own business。 As the head…clerk of a notary; my
  heart is a locked box; padlocked! My mouth never opens to let out
  anything about a client。 I know all; and I know nothing。 Besides; my
  passion is well known。 I love Modeste; she is my pupil; and she must
  make a good marriage。 I'll fool the duke; if need be; and you shall
  marry〃
  〃Germain; coffee and liqueurs;〃 said Canalis。
  〃Liqueurs!〃 repeated Butscha with a wave of his hand; and the air of a
  sham virgin repelling seduction; 〃Ah; those poor deeds! one of 'em was
  a marriage contract; and that second clerk of mine is as stupid asas
  an epithalamium; and he's capable of digging his penknife right
  through the bride's paraphernalia; he thinks he's a handsome man
  because he's five feet six;idiot!〃
  〃Here is some creme de the; a liqueur of the West Indies;〃 said
  Canalis。 〃You; whom Mademoiselle Modeste consults〃
  〃Yes; she consults me。〃
  〃Well; do you think she loves me?〃 asked the poet。
  〃Loves you? yes; more than she loves the duke; answered the dwarf;
  rousing himself from a stupor which was admirably played。 〃She loves
  you for your disinterestedness。 She told me she was ready to make the
  greatest sacrifices for your sake; to give up dress and spend as
  little as possible on herself; and devote her life to showing you that
  in marrying her you hadn't done so〃 (hiccough) 〃bad a thing for
  yourself。 She's as right as a trivet;yes; and well informed。 She
  knows everything; that girl。〃
  〃And she has three hundred thousand francs?〃
  〃There may be quite as much as that;〃 cried the dwarf;
  enthusiastically。 〃Papa Mignon;mignon by name; mignon by nature; and
  that's why I respect him;well; he would rob himself of everything to
  marry his daughter。 Your Restoration〃 (hiccough) 〃has taught him how
  to live on half…pay; he'd be quite content to live with Dumay on next
  to nothing; if he could rake and scrape enough together to give the
  little one three hundred thousand francs。 But don't let's forget that
  Dumay is going to leave all his money to Modeste。 Dumay; you know; is
  a Breton; and that f