HROUGH streets filled with brown fog, pierced with white and yellow lights, where horses exhaled5 their smoking breath and motors radiated their rapid search-lights, the angel made his way, and, mingling6 with the black flood of foot-passengers which rolled unceasingly along, proceeded across the town from north to south till he came to the lonely boulevards on the left bank of the river. Not far from the old walls of Port Royal, a small restaurant flings night by night athwart the pavement the clouded rays of its streaming windows. Coming to a halt there, Arcade7 entered a room full of warm, savoury odours, pleasing to the unfortunate beings faint with cold and hunger. Glancing round him he beheld Russian Nihilists, Italian Anarchists8, refugees, con[101]spirators, revolutionaries from every quarter of the globe, picturesque9 old faces with tumbled masses of hair and beard that swept downwards10 even as the torrent11 and the waterfall sweep over their rocky bed. There were young faces of virginal coldness, expressions sombre and wild, pale eyes of infinite sweetness, drawn12 faces, and, in a corner, there were two Russian women, one extremely lovely, the other hideous13, but both resembling each other in their indifference14 to ugliness and to beauty. But failing to find the face he sought, for there were no angels in the room, he sat down at a small vacant marble table.
Angels, when driven by hunger, eat as do the animals of this earth, and their food, transformed by digestive heat, becomes one with their celestial15 substance. Seeing three angels under the oaks of Mamre, Abraham offered them cakes, kneaded by Sarah, an whole calf16, butter and milk, and they ate. Lot, on receiving two angels in his house, ordered unleavened bread to be baked, and they did eat. Arcade was given a tough beef-steak by a seedy waiter, and he did eat. Nevertheless, his dreams were of the sweet leisure, of the repose17, of the delightful18 studies he had quitted, of the heavy task he had undertaken, of the toil19, the weariness, the perils20 which he would have to endure, and his soul was sad and his heart troubled.
As he was finishing his modest repast, a young[102] man of poor appearance and thinly clad entered the room, and rapidly surveying the tables approached the angel and greeted him by the name of Abdiel, because he himself was a celestial spirit.
"I knew you would answer my call, Mirar," replied Arcade, addressing his angelic brother in his turn by the name he formerly21 bore in heaven. But Mirar was remembered no more in heaven since he, an Archangel, had left the service of God. He was called Théophile Belais on earth, and to earn his bread gave music lessons to small children in the day-time and at night played the violin in dancing saloons.
"It is you, dear Abdiel?" replied Théophile. "So here we are reunited in this sad world. I am pleased to see you again. All the same I pity you, for we lead a hard life here."
But Arcade answered:
"Friend, your exile draws to an end. I have great plans. I will confide22 them to you and associate you with them."
And Maurice's guardian23 angel, having ordered two coffees, revealed his ideas and his projects to his companion: he told how, during his visit on earth, he had abandoned himself to researches little practised by celestial spirits and had studied theologies, cosmogonies, the system of the Universe, theories of matter, modern essays on the transformation24 and loss of energy. Having, he explained,[103] studied Nature, he had found her in perpetual conflict with the teachings of the Master he served. This Master, greedy of praise, whom he had for a long time adored, appeared to him now as an ignorant, stupid, and cruel tyrant26. He had denied Him, blasphemed Him, and was burning to combat Him. His plan was to recommence the revolt of the angels. He wished for war, and hoped for victory.
"But," he added, "it is necessary above all to know our strength and that of our adversary27." And he asked if the enemies of Ialdabaoth were numerous and powerful on earth.
Théophile looked wonderingly at his brother. He appeared not to understand the questions addressed him.
"Dear compatriot," he said, "I came at your invitation because it was the invitation of an old comrade. But I do not know what you expect of me, and I fear I shall be unable to help you in anything. I take no hand in politics, neither do I stand forth as a reformer. I am not like you, a spirit in revolt, a freethinker, a revolutionary. I remain faithful, in the depths of my soul, to the Celestial Creator. I still adore the Master I no longer serve, and I lament28 the days when shrouding29 myself with my wings I formed with the multitude of the children of light a wheel of flame around His throne of glory. Love, profane30 love has alone[104] separated me from God. I quitted heaven to follow a daughter of men. She was beautiful and sang in music-halls."
They rose. Arcade accompanied Théophile, who was living at the other end of the town, at the corner of the Boulevard Rochechouart and the Rue25 de Steinkerque. While walking through the deserted31 streets he who loved the singer told his brother of his love and his sorrows.
His fall, which dated from two years back, had been sudden. Belonging to the eighth choir32 of the third hierarchy33 he was a bearer of grace to the faithful who are still to be found in large numbers in France, especially among the higher ranks of the officers of the army and navy.
"One summer night," he said, "as I was descending34 from Heaven, to distribute consolations35, the grace of perseverance36 and of good deaths to divers37 pious38 persons in the neighbourhood of the étoile, my eyes, although well accustomed to immortal39 light, were dazzled by the fiery40 flowers with which the Champs élysées were sown. Great candelabra, under the trees, marking the entrances to cafés and restaurants, gave the foliage41 the precious glitter of an emerald. Long garlands of luminous42 pearl surrounded the open-air enclosures where a crowd of men and women sat closely packed listening to the sounds of a lively orchestra, whose strains reached my ears confusedly.[105]
"The night was warm, my wings were beginning to grow tired. I descended43 into one of the concerts and sat down, invisible, among the audience. At this moment, a woman appeared on the stage, clad in a short spangled frock. Owing to the reflection of the footlights and the paint on her face all that was visible of the latter was the expression and the smile. Her body was supple44 and voluptuous45.
"She sang and danced.... Arcade, I have always loved dancing and music, but this creature's thrilling voice and insidious46 movements created in me an uneasiness I had never known before. My colour came and went. My eyelids47 drooped48, my tongue clove49 to my mouth. I could not leave the spot."
And Théophile related, groaning50, how, possessed51 by desire for this woman, he did not return to Heaven again, but, taking the shape of a man, lived an earthly life, for it is written: "In those days the sons of God saw that the daughters of men were beautiful."
A fallen angel, having lost his innocence52 along with the vision of God, Théophile at heart still retained his simplicity53 of soul. Clad in rags, filched54 from the stall of a Jewish hawker, he went to seek the woman he loved. She was called Bouchotte and lodged55 in a small house in Montmartre. He flung himself at her feet and told her she was adorable, that she sang delightfully56, that he loved[106] her madly, that, for her, he would renounce57 his family and his country, that he was a musician and had nothing to eat. Touched by such youthful ingenuousness58, candour, poverty, and love, she fed, clothed, and loved him.
However, after long and painful struggles, he procured59 employment as a music-teacher, and made some money, which he brought to his mistress, keeping nothing for himself. From that time forward she loved him no longer. She despised him for earning so little and did not conceal60 her indifference, weariness, and disgust. She overwhelmed him with reproaches, irony61, and abuse, in spite of which she kept him, for she had had experience of worse partners and was used to domestic quarrels. For the rest, she led a busy, serious, and rather hard life as artist and woman. Théophile loved her as he had loved her the first night, and he suffered.
"She overworks herself," he told his celestial brother, "that is what makes her so hard to please, but I am certain she loves me. I hope soon to give her more comfort."
And he spoke62 at length of an operetta at which he was working and which he hoped to have brought out at a Paris theatre. A young poet had given him the libretto63. It was the story of Aline, queen of Golconda, after an eighteenth-century tale.
"I am strewing64 it profusely65 with melodies," said Théophile; "my music comes from my heart. My[107] heart is an inexhaustible source of melody. Unfortunately nowadays people like recondite66 arrangements, difficult scoring. They accuse me of being too fluid, too limpid67, of not imparting enough colour to my style, not aiming at stronger effects in harmony and more vigorous contrasts. Harmony, harmony!... No doubt it has given its merits, but it does not appeal to the heart. It is melody which carries us away and ravishes us and brings smiles and tears to our eyes." At these words he smiled and wept to himself. Then he continued with emotion:
"I am a fountain of melody. But the orchestration! there's the rub! In Paradise, you know, Arcade, in the matter of instruments, we only possess the harp68, the psaltery, and the hydraulic69 organ."
Arcade was only listening to him with half an ear. He was meditating70 plans which filled his soul and swelled71 his heart.
"Do you know any angels in revolt?" he asked his companion. "As for me, I know only one, Prince Istar, with whom I have exchanged a few letters and who offered to share his attic72 with me while I was finding a lodging73 in this town, where I believe rents are very high."
Of angels in revolt Théophile knew none. When he met a fallen spirit who had formerly been one of his comrades he shook him by the hand, for he was a faithful friend. Sometimes he saw Prince[108] Istar. But he avoided all those bad angels who shocked him by the violence of their opinions and whose conversations plagued him to death.
"Friend, I neither approve of you nor blame you. I understand nothing of the ideas which trouble you. Neither do I think it good for an artist to concern himself with politics. One has quite sufficient to occupy oneself with one's art."
He loved his profession, and had hopes of "arriving" one day, but theatrical75 ways disgusted him. The only chance he saw of having his piece played was to take one or two—perhaps three—collaborators, who, without having done any work, would sign their names and share the profits. Soon Bouchotte would fail to find engagements. When she offered her services in some small hall the manager began by asking her how many shares she was taking in the business. Such customs, thought Théophile, were deplorable.
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perseverance
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innocence
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delightfully
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