“Here comes our bashful lover, our modest wooer,” said Trimalcyon, seeing him.
As a reply, the young sailor, appreciative1 of this pleasantry, threw off his mantle2, embroidered3 in jet-black silk, gave a kiss to Swan-skin, caressed4 Orangine’s chin, and, taking up a silver goblet5 from the table, extended it to Trimalcyon as he exclaimed:
“To the health of Reine des Anbiez, the future favourite of my harem!”
Pog threw a piercing glance on Erebus, and said, in a measured, hollow voice:
“These words come from his lips, his heart will give the lie to his language.”
“You are mistaken, Captain Pog; only land your demons6 on the beach of La Ciotat, and you will see if the brightness of the flames which will broil7 the French in their hole will prevent my following Hadji to the castle of that old Proven?al.”
“And once in that castle, what will you do, my boy?” said Trimalcyon, with a mocking air. “Will you ask if the beautiful girl has not a skein of silk to wind, or if she will permit you to hold her mirror while she combs her hair?”
“Be quiet, Full-Bottle, I will employ my time well. I will sing for her the song of the emir, a song worthy8 of Beni-Amer, which that fox, Hadji, made her listen to so well.”
“And if the old Proven?al finds your voice disagreeable, he will give you a leather strap9, as if you were a badly taught child, my boy,” said Trimalcyon.
“I will reply to the old gentleman by seizing his daughter in my arms, and singing to him those verses of Hadji:
“‘Till sixteen years old, the daughter belongs to her father.
“At sixteen years old, the daughter belongs to the lover.’”
“And if the good man insists, you will give him, for your last word, your kangiar to end the conversation?” “That comes of course, Empty-Cup. Who carries off the daughter, kills the father,” added Erebus, with an ironical10 smile.
Trimalcyon wagged his head, and said to Pog, who seemed more and more absorbed in his gloomy thoughts: “The young peacock is laughing at us, he is jesting, he will do some shepherd-swain nonsense with that girl.” “Has the French spy returned from the islands?” asked Pog of Erebus.
“Not yet, Captain Pog,” replied the young sailor; “he departed with his stick and his wallet, disguised as a beggar. He will be here, without doubt, in an hour. I waited for him in vain. Seeing that he did not arrive, I came in my long-boat; the barge11 which landed him on the shore will bring him back here. But shall we attack La Ciotat or Marseilles, Captain Pog?”
“Marseilles, unless the report of the spy makes me change my opinion,” said Pog.
“And on our return, shall we not stop a moment at La Ciotat?” asked Erebus. “Hadji is expecting us.”
“And your beautiful maiden12 also, my boy. Ah! ah! you are more impatient to see her beautiful eyes than the gaping13 mouths of the cannon14 of the castle,” said Trimalcyon, “and you are right, I do not reproach you for it.”
“By the cross of Malta, which I abhor15!” cried Erebus, with impatience16, “I would rather never see that lovely girl in the cabin of my chebec than not to sound my war-cry at the attack of Marseilles. Captain Pog knows that in all our combats with the French or with the galleys18 of religion, my arm, although young, has dealt some heavy blows.”
“Be quiet! whether we attack Marseilles or not, you will be able to approach La Ciotat with your chebec and carry off your maiden. I will not allow you to lose this new chance of damning your soul, my dear child,” said Pog, with a sinister19 laugh.
“My soul? You have always told me, Captain Pog, that I had no soul,” replied the unhappy Erebus, with a bantering20 indifference21.
“You do not see, my boy, that Captain Pog is jesting,” said Trimalcyon, “as far as the soul is concerned; but as for your beauty, by Sardanapalus! we will carry her off; the pains of Hadji and your mysterious gallantries shall not be lost, although, in my opinion, you were wrong to make yourself as romantic as an ancient Moor22 of Grenada, just to please this Omphale. A few more abductions, my dear child, and you will realise that it is far better to break a wild filly with violence than to tame her by dint23 of sweetness and petting. But your young palate requires milk and honey yet awhile. Later you will come to the spices.”
“You flatter me, Trimalcyon, by comparing me to a Moor of Grenada,” said Erebus, with bitterness. “They were noble and chivalrous24, and not real robbers like us.” “Robbers? Do you hear him, Captain Pog? He is yet not more than half out of his shell, and he comes talking of robbers! And who in the devil told you we were robbers? That is the way they impose upon youth, the way they deceive it and corrupt25 it. Why, speak to him, I pray you, Captain Pog! Robbers! Give me something to drink, Swan-skin, to help me swallow that word! Zounds! Robbers!”
Erebus seemed very little impressed by the grotesque26 anger of Trimalcyon.
Captain Pog raised his head slowly and said to the young man, with bitter irony27:
“Well, well, my dear child, you are right to blush for our profession. Upon my return to Tripoli, I will buy you a shop near the port,—it is the best mercantile quarter. There you can sell in peace and quietness white morocco-leather, Smyrna carpets and tapestry28, Persian silks and ostrich29 feathers. That is an easy and honest calling, my dear child. You will be able to amass30 some money and afterward31 go to Malta, and establish yourself in the Jewish quarter. There you can lend your money at fifty per cent, to the chevaliers who are in debt. Thus you can avenge32 yourself on those who cut your father’s and mother’s throats, by pocketing their money. It is more lucrative33 and less dangerous than taking your revenge in blood.”
“Captain!” cried Erebus, his cheeks flaming with indignation.
“Captain Pog is right,” said Trimalcyon, “the vampire34 that sucks the blood of his sleeping prey35 with impunity36 is better than the bold falcon37 that attacks him in the sun.”
“Trimalcyon, take care!” cried the young man, in anger.
“And who knows,” continued Pog, “if chance may not cause the chevalier who massacred your poor mother and noble father to fall under your usurious hand?”
“And see the avenging39 hand of Providence40!” cried Trimalcyon. “The orphan41 becomes the creditor42 of the assassin! Blood and murder! Death and agony! This son, the avenger43, at last gluts44 his rage by making the murderer of his family put on the yellow robe of insolvent45 debtors46!”
At this last sarcasm47, the anger of Erebus exceeded all bounds, and he seized Trimalcyon by the throat and drew on him a knife that he had taken from the table. But for the iron grasp of Pog, which held the youth’s hand like a vice48, the fat pirate would have been dangerously wounded, if not killed.
“By Eblis and his black wings! Captain, take care! If you are provoked at the blow I was about to give that hog49, then I will address myself to you!” cried Erebus, trying to free himself from Pog’s hands.
Swan-skin and Orangine escaped, shrieking51 with terror.
“See what it is to spoil children,” said Pog, with a disdainful smile, as he released the hand of Erebus.
“And to allow them to play with knives,” replied Trimalcyon, picking up the knife that Erebus had let fall in the struggle.
A look from Pog warned him that he must not push the young man too far.
“Do you wish to kill the one who has brought you up, dear child?” said Pog, sarcastically52. “Come, you have your dagger54 in your belt, strike.”
Erebus looked at him with a surly air, and said, with an angry sneer55:
“It is in the name of gratitude56, then, that you ask me to spare your life? Then why have you preached to me the forgetfulness of benefits and the remembrance of injuries?”
Notwithstanding his impudence57, Trimalcyon looked at Pog in amazement58, not knowing how his companion would reply to that question.
Pog gave Erebus a look of withering59 contempt, as he said to him:
“I wished to test you, when I spoke60 of gratitude. Yes, the truly brave man forgets all benefits, and only remembers injuries. I offered you the most outrageous61 insult, I told you that you did not have the courage to avenge the death of your parents. You ought to have struck me at once,—but you are a coward.”
Pog, Calm and Unmoved, Opened his Breast
Erebus quickly drew his dagger and raised it over the pirate before Trimalcyon could take a step.
Pog, calm and unmoved, opened his breast without a sign of emotion.
Twice Erebus raised his arm, twice he let it fall again. He could not make up his mind to strike a defenceless man. He bowed his head with a sorrowful air.
Pog sat down again and said to Erebus, in a severe and imperious voice:
“Child, do not quote maxims62 whose meaning perhaps you may comprehend, but which your weak heart will not let you put in practice. Listen to me, once for all. I received you without pity. I feel as much hatred63 and contempt for you as I do for all other men. I have trained you to pillage64 and murder, as I would have amused myself in training a young wolf for slaughter65, that some day I might be able to hurl66 you against my enemies. I have killed all the chevaliers of Malta who have fallen into my hands, because I have a terrible vengeance67 to wreak68 on that order. I have taught you that your family was massacred by them, in the hope of exciting your rage, and turning it against those whom I execrate69. You have already served my purpose; you have killed two caravanists with your own hand, in one combat. I know you had no pleasure in it, you thought you were avenging your father and mother. I deal with you as a man deals with his war-horse; as long as he serves him, he spurs him and urges him to the fray70; when he becomes feeble, he sells him. Do not feel bound in any respect to me; kill me if you can. If you dare not strike before my face, act as a traitor,—you will succeed, perhaps.”
As Erebus heard these frightful71 words, he seemed to be in a dream.
If he had never been deceived as to the tenderness of Pog, he believed that the man had at least an interest in him, the interest that a poor, abandoned child always inspires in one who has the care of him. The brutal72 confession73 of Pog left him no longer in doubt. These detestable maxims he had just uttered were too much in accord with the rest of his life to allow the young man to question their reality.
The feelings of his own heart were inexplicable74. He seemed to have fallen into some deep and bloody75 abyss. The thoughts which rushed upon him drove him to frenzy76. His tender and generous instincts thrilled painfully, as if an iron hand had torn them from his heart.
After the first moment of dejection, the detestable influence of Pog regained77 the ascendency. Erebus wished to vie with this man in cynicism and barbarity. He lifted up his pale face, and said, as a sarcastic53 smile played upon his lips:
“You have enlightened me, Captain Pog; until now, the hatred of the soldiers of Christ had never entered into my heart; until now, I only wished their death because they had killed my father and mother; if I showed them no mercy, I fought them, sword to sword, galley17 to galley. But now, captain, armed or disarmed78, young or old, fairly or basely, I will kill as many as I can kill,—do you know why, captain? Say, do you know why, captain?”
“He is out of his head!” whispered Trimalcyon.
“No, he says what he feels,” replied Pog. “Ah, well, then, my child, tell me why?” added he.
“Because in making me an orphan, they put me in your power, and you have made me what I am.”
There was in the expression of the features of Erebus something which revealed a hatred so implacable, that Trimalcyon whispered to Pog:
“There is blood in his look!”
Erebus, although exasperated79 beyond measure by the contemptuous hatred of Pog, did not dare avenge himself, because he was dominated by an involuntary sentiment of gratitude toward the man who had reared him, and with an air of desperation he went out of the chamber80.
“He is going to kill himself!” cried Trimalcyon.
Pog shrugged81 his shoulders.
Some moments after, while the two companions sat in gloomy silence, they heard the sound of oars82 striking the water.
“He is going back to his chebec,” said Trimalcyon.
Without replying, Pog went out of the chamber and walked to the prow83.
It was late. The wind had grown somewhat calm; the galley-slaves were sleeping on their benches.
Nothing was heard but the regular step of the spahis who walked their rounds on the vessel84.
Pog, leaning over the guards, looked at the sea in silence.
Trimalcyon, in spite of his depravity, had been moved by this scene. Never had the cruel monomania of Pog shown itself in such a horrible light. He felt a certain embarrassment85 in engaging in conversation with his silent friend. At last, approaching him with several “Hem—Hems,” and numerous hesitations86, he said: “The weather is very fine this evening, Captain Pog.”
“Your remark is full of sense, Trimalcyon.”
“Come to the point now, and shame to the devil! I do not know what to say to you, Pog, but you are a terrible man; you will make that poor starling insane. How in the devil can you find pleasure in tormenting87 the young fellow so? Some fine day he will leave you.”
“If you were not a man incapable88 of understanding me, Trimalcyon, I would tell you that what I feel for this unfortunate youth is strange,” said Pog. “Yes, it is strange,” continued he, talking to himself. “Sometimes I feel furious anger rising in me against Erebus, a resentment89 as implacable as if he were my most deadly enemy. Again I have the indifference of a piece of ice. Other times I feel for him a compassion90, I would say affection if that sentiment could enter my soul. Then, the sound of his voice—yes, especially the sound of his voice—and his look awaken91 in me memories of a time which is no more.”
As he uttered these last words, Pog spoke indistinctly. Trimalcyon was touched by the accent of his usually morose92 companion. The voice of Pog, ordinarily hard and sarcastic, softened93 almost to a lamentation94.
Trimalcyon, amazed, approached Pog to speak to him; he recoiled95 in fright as he saw him suddenly raise his two fists toward Heaven in a threatening manner, and heard him utter such a painful, despairing cry that there seemed nothing human in it.
“Captain Pog, what is the matter with you? What is the matter with you?” cried Trimalcyon.
“What is the matter with me!” cried Pog, in a delirium96, “what is the matter with me! Then you do not know that this man who stands here before you, who roars with pain, who pushes cruelty to madness, who dreams only of blood and massacre38; that this man was once blessed with all, because he was good, kind, and generous. You do not know, oh, you do not know the evil that must have been done to this man to excite in him the rage which now possesses him!”
Trimalcyon was more and more amazed at this language, which contrasted so singularly with the habitual97 character of Pog.
He tried to enlighten himself by carefully examining the countenance98 of his old comrade.
After a long silence he heard the dry, strident laugh of the pirate ring through the galley. “Eh, eh! comrade,” said Pog, in the tone of irony natural to him, “it is quite right to say that at night mad dogs bark at the moon! Have you understood one word of all the nonsense I have just uttered to you? I would have been a good actor, on my faith I would; do you not think so, comrade?”
“I have not understood much, to tell the truth, Captain Pog, except that you have not been always what you are now. We are alike in that. I was a servant in a college before being a pirate.”
Pog, without making a reply, made a gesture of his hand commanding silence. Then, listening with attention on the side next to the sea, he said: “It seems to me I hear a boat.”
“Without doubt,” said Trimalcyon.
One of the watchmen on the rambade uttered three distinct cries, the first separated from the two last by quite a long interval99; the last two, however, were close together.
The patron of the boat replied to this cry in the opposite manner; that is to say, he uttered at first two short, quick cries, followed by a prolonged cry.
“Those are persons from the chebec, and the spy, no doubt,” said Trimalcyon.
In fact the long-boat was already at the first seat of the rowers. The spy climbed to the deck of the galley.
“What news from Hyères?” said Pog to him.
“Bad for Marseilles, captain; the galleys of the Marquis de Brézé, coming from Naples, anchored there yesterday.”
“Who told you that?” asked Pog.
“Two bargemasters. I entered a hostelry to beg an alms, and these bargemasters were talking about it. Some mule-drivers, coming from the west, heard the same thing at St. Tropez.”
“And what rumour100 on the coast?”
“They are alarmed at La Ciotat.”
Pog waved his hand, and the spy retired101.
“What is to be done, Captain Pog?” cried Trimalcyon. “There are only blows to be gained at Marseilles; the squadron of the Marquis de Brézé protects the port. To attack an enemy unseasonably is to do him good instead of harm; we can do nothing at Marseilles.”
“Nothing,” said Captain Pog.
“Then La Ciotat invites us; the swine, those citizens, are alarmed, it is true, but, Sardanapalus! what does that matter? The little birds tremble when they see the hawk102 ready to pounce103 upon them; but do their terrors make his claws any the less sharp, or his beak104 less cutting? What do you say to it, Captain Pog?”
“To La Ciotat, to-morrow at sunset, if the wind ceases. We will surprise these people in the midst of a feast; we will change their cries of joy into cries of death!” said Pog, in a hollow voice.
“Sardanapalus! these citizens, they say, have hens on golden eggs hidden in their houses. They say that the convent of the Minimes brothers is filled with costly105 wines, without counting the money of the farm-rent that the farmers bring to these rich do-nothings at Christmas. We will find their cash-box well furnished.”
“To La Ciotat,” said Pog; “The wind may change in our favour. I am going to return on board the Red Galleon106; at the first signal, follow my manoeuvre107.”
“So be it, Captain Pog,” replied Trimalcyon.
While the pirates, ambushed108 in that solitary109 bay, are preparing to surprise and attack the inhabitants of La Ciotat, we will return to Cape50 l’Aigle, where we left the watchman occupied in drawing up the defence of the coast.
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