Gilbert slackened his pace, and when they came up with him, he recognized in the one who wore the san-benito the little hog- driver, so maltreated by Stephane. The child, who while marching looked down complacently5 on the torches and the devils with which his robe was decorated, advanced towards Gilbert, and without waiting for his questions, said to him, "I am Judas Iscariot. Here is Saint Peter, and here is Saint John. The others are angels. We are all going to R——, to take part in a grand procession, that they have there every five years. If you want to see something fine, just follow us. I shall sing a solo and so will Saint Peter; the others sing in the chorus."
Upon which Judas Iscariot, Saint Peter, Saint John and the angels resumed their march, and Gilbert decided6 to follow them. The first houses of the village of R—— rise at the extremity7 of the wooded plain which extends to the south of Geierfels. In about half an hour, the little procession made its entry into the village in the midst of a considerable crowd which hastily gathered from the neighboring hamlets. Gilbert made his way along the main street, decorated with hangings and altars, and passed on to an open square planted with elms, of which the church formed one of the sides. Presently the bells sounded a grand peal9; the doors of the church opened, and the procession came out. At the head marched priests, monks10, and laymen11 of both sexes, bearing wax tapers12, crosses, and banners. Behind them came a long train of children representing the escort of the Saviour13 to Calvary. One of them, a young lad of ten years, filled the role of Christ.
At a moment when Gilbert was absorbed in reflection, a voice which was not unknown to him murmured in his ear these words, which made him shudder14:
"You seem prodigiously15 interested, Monsieur, in this ridiculous comedy!"
Turning his head quickly, he recognized Stephane. The young man had just dismounted from his horse, which he had left in the care of his servant, and had pushed his way through the crowd, indifferent to the exclamations18 of the good people whose pious19 meditations20 he disturbed. Gilbert looked at him a moment severely21, and then fixed22 his eyes on the procession, and tried, but in vain, to forget the existence of this Stephane whom he had not met before since the adventure at the fountain, and whose presence at this moment caused him an indefinable uneasiness. The reproachful look which he had cast upon the young man, far from intimidating23 him, served but to excite his mocking humor, and after a few seconds of silence he commenced the following soliloquy in French, speaking low, but in a voice so distinct that Gilbert, to his great regret, lost not a word of it:
"Mon Dieu! how ridiculous these young ones are! They really seem to take the whole thing seriously; what vulgar types! what square, bony faces. Don't their low, stupid expressions contrast oddly with their wings? Do you see that little chap twisting his mouth and rolling his eyes? His air of contrition24 is quite edifying25. The other day he was caught stealing fagots from a neighbor. . . . And look at that other one who has lost his wings! What an unlucky accident! He is stooping to pick them up, and tucks them under his arm like a cocked hat. The idea is a happy one! But thank God, their litanies are over. It's Saint Peter's turn to sing."
For a long time Gilbert looked about him anxiously, seeking an opportunity to escape, but the crowd was so compact that it was impossible to make his way through it. He saw himself forced to remain where he was and to submit, even to the end, to Stephane's amiable26 soliloquy. So he pretended not to hear him, and concealed28 his impatience29 as well as he could; but his nervousness betrayed him in spite of himself, and to the great diversion of Stephane, who maliciously30 enjoyed his own success. Fortunately for Gilbert, when Judas had stopped singing, the procession resumed its march towards a second station at the other end of the village, and this caused a general movement among the bystanders who hedged his passage. Gilbert profited by this disorder31 to escape, and was soon lost in the crowd, where even Stephane's piercing eyes could not follow him.
Hastening from the village he took the road to the woods. "This Stephane is decidedly a nuisance," thought he. "Three weeks since he surprised me at a bright fountain, where I was deliciously dreaming, and put my fancies to flight, and now by his impertinent babbling32 he has spoiled a fete in which I took interest and pleasure. What is he holding in reserve for me? The most annoying part of it is, that henceforth I shall be condemned33 to see him daily. Even to-day, in a few hours, I shall meet him at his father's table. Presentiments34 do not always deceive, and at first sight I recognize in him a strong enemy to my repose35 and happiness; but I shall manage to keep him at a distance. We won't distress36 ourselves over a trifle. What does philosophy amount to, if the happiness of a philosopher is to be at the mercy of a spoiled child!"
Thus saying, he drew from his pocket a book which he often carried in his walks: It was a volume of Goethe, containing the admirable treatise37 on the "Metamorphosis of Plants." He began to read, often raising his head from the page to gaze at a passing cloud, or a bird fluttering from tree to tree. To this pleasant occupation he abandoned himself for nearly an hour, when he heard the neighing of a horse behind him, and turning, he saw Stephane advancing at full speed on his superb chestnut38 and followed at a few paces by his groom39, mounted on a gray horse. Gilbert's first impulse was to dart40 into a path which opened at his left, and thus gain the shelter of the copse; but he did not wish to give Stephane the pleasure of imagining that he was afraid of him, and so continued on his way, his eyes riveted41 upon the book.
"Do you know, sir, that you are not very polite? You quitted me abruptly43, without taking leave. Your proceedings44 are singular, and you seem to be a stranger to the first principles of good breeding."
"What do you expect, my dear sir?" answered Gilbert. "You were so amiable, so prepossessing the first time I had the honor of meeting you, that I was discouraged. I said to myself, that do what I would, I should always be in arrears45 to you."
"You are spiteful, Mr. Secretary," retorted Stephane. "What, have you not forgotten that little affair at the spring?"
"You have taken no trouble, it seems, to make me forget it."
"It is true, I was wrong," replied he with a sneer46; "wait a moment, I will dismount, go upon my knees there in the middle of the road, and say to you in dolorous47 voice, 'Sir, I'm grieved, heart-broken, desperate,'—For what? I know not. Tell me, I pray you, sir, for what must I beg your pardon? For if I rightly remember, you commenced by raising your cane48 to me.
"I did not raise my cane to you," replied Gilbert, beside himself with indignation; "I contented49 myself with parrying the blow which you were about to give me."
"It was not my intention to strike you," rejoined Stephane, impetuously. "And besides, learn once for all, that between us things are not equal, and that even should I provoke you, you would be a wretch50 to raise the end of your finger against me."
"Oh, that is too much!" cried Gilbert, laughing loudly.
"And why so, my little friend?"
An expression of bitter sadness passed over his face; his brows contracted and his eyes became fixed. It was thus that terrible paroxysm had commenced which so alarmed Gilbert at their first meeting. This time, fortunately, the attack was less violent. The good Gilbert passed quickly from anger to pity; "there is a secret wound in that heart," thought he, and he was still more convinced of it when, after a long pause Stephane, recovering the use of his speech, said to him in a broken voice: "I was ill the other day, I often am. People should have some consideration for invalids52."
Gilbert made no answer; he feared by a hard word to exasperate53 his soul so passionate54, and so little master of itself; but he thought that when Stephane felt ill, he had better stay in his room.
They walked on some moments in silence until, recovering from his dejection, Stephane said ironically: "You made a mistake in leaving the fete so soon. If you had stayed until the end, you would have heard Christ and his mother sing; you lost a charming duet."
"Let us drop that subject," interrupted Gilbert; "we could not understand each other. Yours is a kind of pleasantry for which I have but little taste."
"Pedant55!" murmured Stephane, turning his head, then adding with animation56: "It is just because I respect religion that I do not like to see it burlesqued57 and parodied58. Let a true angel appear and I am ready to render him homage59; but I am enraged60 when I see great seraph's wings tied with white strings61 to the shoulders of wicked, boorish62, little thieves, liars63, cowards, slaves, and rascals64. Their hypocritical airs do not impose on me, for I read their base natures in their eyes. I detest66 all affectations, all shams67. I have the misfortune of being able to see through all masks."
"These are very old words for such very young lips," answered Gilbert sadly. "I suspect, my child, you are repeating a lesson you have learned."
"And what do you know of my age?" cried he angrily. "By what do you judge? Are faces clocks which mark the hours and minutes of life? Well, yes, I am but sixteen; but I have lived longer than you. I am not a library rat, and have not studied the world in duodecimos. Thank God! for the advancement68 of my education. He has gathered under my eyes a few specimens69 of the human race which have enabled me to judge of the rest, and the more experience I gain, the more I am convinced that all men are alike. On that account I scorn them all,—all without exception!"
"I thank you sincerely for myself and your groom," answered Gilbert smiling.
"Don't trouble yourself about my groom," replied Stephane, beating down with his whip the foliage70 which obstructed71 his path. "In the first place, he knows but little French; and it is useless to tell him in Russian that I despise him,—he would be none the worse for it. He is well lodged72, well fed, and well clothed; what matters my scorn to him? And besides, let me tell you for your guidance, that my groom is not a groom, he is my jailer. I am a prisoner under constant surveillance; these woods constitute a yard, where I can walk but twice a week, and this excellent Ivan is my keeper. Search his pockets and you will find a scourge73."
Gilbert turned to examine the groom, who answered his scrutinizing74 look by a jovial75 and intelligent smile. Ivan represented the type of the Russian serf in all his original beauty. He was small, but vigorous and robust76; he had a fresh complexion77, cheeks full and rosy78, hair of a pale yellow, large soft eyes and a long chestnut beard, in which threads of silver already mingled79. It was such a face as one often sees among the lower classes of Slavonians; indicating at once energy in action and placidity80 in repose.
When Gilbert had looked at him well, he said, "My dear sir, I do not believe in Ivan's scourge."
"Ah! that is like you bookworms," exclaimed Stephane with an angry gesture. "You receive all the monstrous81 nonsense which you find in your old books for Gospel truth, and without any hesitation82, while the ordinary matters of life appear to you prodigious16 absurdities83, which you refuse to believe."
"Don't be angry. Ivan's scourge is not exactly an article of faith. One can fail to believe in it without being in danger of hell-fire. Besides, I am ready to recant my heresy84; but I will confess to you that I find nothing ferocious85 or stern in the face of this honest servant. At all events, he is a jailer who does not keep his prisoners closely, and who sometimes gives them a relaxation86 beyond his orders; for the other day, it seems to me, you scoured87 the country without him, and really the use you make of your liberty—"
"The other day," interrupted Stephane, "I did a foolish thing. For the first time I amused myself by evading88 Ivan's vigilance. It was an effort that I longed to make, but it turned out badly for me. Would you like to see with your own eyes what this fine exploit cost me?"
Then pushing up the right sleeve of his black velvet89 blouse, he showed Gilbert a thin delicate wrist marked by a red circle, which indicated the prolonged friction90 of an iron ring. Gilbert could not repress an exclamation17 of surprise and pity at the sight, and repented91 his pleasantry.
"I have been chained for a fortnight in a dungeon92 which I thought I should never come out of again," said Stephane, "and I indulged in a good many reflections there. Ah! you were right when you accused me of repeating a lesson I had learned. The pretty bracelet93 which I bear on my right arm is my thought-teacher, and if I dared to repeat all that it taught me—" Then interrupting himself:
"A lie!" exclaimed he in a bitter tone, drawing his cap down over his eyes. "The truth is, that I came out of the dungeon like a lamb, flexible as a glove, and that I am capable of committing a thousand base acts to save myself the horror of returning there. I am a coward like the rest, and when I tell you that I despise all men, do not believe that I make an exception in my own favor."
And at these words he drove the spurs into his horse's flank so violently that the fiery94 chestnut, irritated by the rude attack, kicked and pranced95. Stephane subdued96 him by the sole power of his haughty97 and menacing voice; then exciting him again, he launched him forward at full speed and amused himself by suddenly bringing him up with a jerk of the rein98, and by turns making him dance and plunge99; then urging him across the road he made him clear at a bound, the ditch and hedge which bordered it. After several minutes of this violent exercise, he trotted101 away, followed by his inseparable Ivan, leaving Gilbert to his reflections, which were not the most agreeable.
He had experienced in talking with Stephane an uneasiness, a secret trouble which had never oppressed him before. The passionate character of this young man, the rudeness of his manners, in which a free savage102 grace mingled, the exaggeration of his language, betraying the disorder of an ill-governed mind, the rapidity with which his impressions succeeded each other, the natural sweetness of his voice, the caressing103 melody of which was disturbed by loud exclamations and rude and harsh accents; his gray eyes turning nearly black and flashing fire in a paroxysm of anger or emotion; the contrast between the nobility and distinction of his face and bearing, and the arrogant104 scorn of proprieties105 in which he seemed to delight—in short, some painful mystery written upon his forehead and betrayed in his smile—all gave Gilbert much to speculate upon and troubled him profoundly. The aversion he had at first felt for Stephane had changed to pity since the poor child had shown him the red bracelet, which he called his "thought- teacher,"—but pity without sympathy is a sentiment to which one yields with reluctance106. Gilbert reproached himself for taking such a lively interest in this young man who had so little merited his esteem107, and more especially as with his pity mingled an indefinable terror or apprehension108. In fact, he hardly knew himself; he so calm, so reasonable, to be the victim of such painful presentiments! It seemed to him that Stephane was destined109 to exercise great influence over his fate, and to bring disorder into his life.
Suddenly, he heard once more the sound of horse's hoofs110 and Stephane re-appeared. Perceiving Gilbert, the young man stopped his horse and cried out, "Mr. Secretary, I am looking for you."
And then, laughing, continued:
"This is a tender avowal111 I have just made; for believe me, it is years since I have thought of looking for anybody; but as in your estimation I have not been very courteous112, and as I pride myself on my good manners, I wish to obtain your pardon by flattering you a little."
"This is too much goodness," answered Gilbert. "Don't take the trouble. The best course you can pursue to win my esteem is to trouble yourself about me as little as possible."
"And you will do the same in regard to me?"
"Remember that matters are not equal between us. I am but an insect,—it is easy for you to avoid me, whilst—"
"You are not talking with common sense," interrupted Stephane; "look at this green beetle113 crawling across the road. I see him, but he does not see me. But to drop this bantering—for it's quite out of character with me—what I like in you is your remarkable114 frankness, it really amuses me. By the way, be good enough to tell me what book that is which never leaves you for a moment and which you ponder over with such intensity115. Do tell me," added he in a coaxing116, childish tone, "what is the book that you press to your heart with so much tenderness."
Gilbert handed it to him.
"'Essay on the Metamorphosis of Plants.' So, plants have the privilege of changing themselves? Mon Dieu, they must be happy! But they ought to tell us their secret."
Then closing the volume, and returning it to Gilbert, he exclaimed:
"Happy man! you live among the plants of the field as if in your element. Are you not something of a plant yourself? I am not sure but that you have just now stopped reading to say to the primroses118 and anemones119 covering this slope, 'I am your brother!' Mon Dieu! I am sorry to have disturbed the charming conversation! And hold! your eyes are a little the color of the periwinkle."
He turned his head and looked at Gilbert with a scornful air, and had already prepared to leave him, when a glance over the road dispersed120 his ill-humor, for in the distance he saw Wilhelm and his comrades returning from the fete.
"Come quick, my children," cried he, rising in his stirrups. "Come quick, my lambs, for I have something of the greatest importance to propose to you."
Hearing his challenge, the children raised their eyes and recognizing Stephane, they stopped and took counsel together. The somewhat brutal121 impudence122 of the young Russian had given him a bad reputation, and the little peasants would rather have turned back than encounter his morose123 jesting or his terrible whip.
The three apostles and the five angels, after consulting together, concluded prudently124 to beat a retreat, when Stephane drawing from his pocket a great leather purse, shook it in the air crying, "There is money to be gained here,—come, my dear children, you shall have all you want."
The large, full purse which Stephane shook in his hand was a very tempting125 bait for the eight children; but his whip, which he held under his left arm, warned them to be careful. Hesitating between fear and covetousness126, they stood still like the ass8 in the fable127 between his two bundles of hay; but Stephane at that moment was seized with a happy inspiration and threw his switch to the top of a neighboring tree, where it rested. This produced a magical effect, the children with one accord deciding to approach him, although with slow and hesitating steps. Wilhelm alone, remembering his recent treatment, darted128 into a path nearby and disappeared in the bushes.
The troop of children stopped a dozen paces from Stephane and formed in a group, the little ones hiding behind the larger. All of them fumbled129 nervously130 with the ends of their belts, and kept their heads down, awkward and ashamed, with eyes fixed upon the ground, but casting sidelong glances at the great leather purse which danced between Stephane's hands.
"You, Saint Peter," said he to them in a grave tone; "you, Saint John, and your five dear little angels of Heaven, listen to me closely. You have sung to-day very pretty songs in honor of the good Lord; he will reward you some day in the other world; but for the little pleasures people give me, I reward them at once. So every one of you shall have a bright dollar, if you will do the little thing I ask. It is only to kiss delicately and respectfully the toe of my boot. I tell you again, that this little ceremony will gain for each of you a bright dollar, and you will afterwards have the happiness of knowing that you have learned to do something which you can't do too well if you want to get on in this world."
The seven children looked at Stephane with a sheepish air and open mouths. Not one of them stirred. Their immobility, and their seven pairs of fixed round eyes directed upon him, provoked him.
"Come, my little lambs," he continued persuasively131, "don't stretch your eyes in this way; they look like barn doors wide open. You should do this bravely and neatly132. Ah! mon Dieu! you will see it done often enough, and do it yourselves again too in your lifetime. There must always be a beginning. Come on, make haste. A thaler is worth thirty-six silbergroschen, and a silbergroschen is worth ten pfennigs, and for five pfennigs you can buy a cake, a hot muffin, or a little man in licorice—"
And shaking the leather purse again, he cried:
"Ah, what a pretty sound that makes! How pleasantly the click, click of these coins sounds to our ears. All music is discordant133 compared to that. Nightingales and thrushes, stop your concerts! we can sing better than you. I am an artist who plays your favorite air on his violin. Let us open the ball, my darlings."
The seven children seemed still uncertain. They were red with excitement, and consulted each other by looks. At last the youngest, a little blond fellow, made up his mind.
"Monsieur HAS ONE CHEVRON134 TOO MANY," said he to his companions, which being interpreted means: "Monsieur is a little foolish with pride, his head is turned, he is crack-brained, and," added he laughingly, "after all, it's only in fun, and there is a dollar to get."
So speaking, he approached Stephane deliberately135 and gave his boot a loud kiss. The ice was broken; all of his companions followed his example, some with a grave and composed air, others laughing till they showed all their teeth. Stephane clapped his hands in triumph:
"Bravo! my dear friends," exclaimed he. "The business went off admirably, charmingly!"
Then drawing seven dollars from his purse, he threw them into the road with a scornful gesture:
"Now then, Messrs. Apostles and Seraphim," cried he in a thundering voice, "pick up your money quick, and scamper136 away as fast as your legs can carry you. Vile117 brood, go and tell your mothers by what a glorious exploit you won this prize!
And while the children were moving off, he turned towards Gilbert and said, crossing his arms: "Well, my man of the periwinkles, what do you think of it?"
Gilbert had witnessed this little scene with mingled sadness and disgust. He would have given much if only one of the children had resisted Stephane's insolent137 caprice; but not having this satisfaction, he tried to conceal27 his chagrin138 as best he could.
"What does it prove?" replied he dryly.
"It seems to me it proves many things, and among others this: that certain emotions are very ridiculous, and that certain mentors139 of my acquaintance who thrust their lessons upon others—"
He said no more, for at this moment a pebble140 thrown by a vigorous hand whistled by his ears, and rolled his cap in the dust. Starting, he uttered an angry cry, and striking spurs into his horse, he launched him at a gallop141 across the bushes. Gilbert picked up the cap, and handed it to Ivan, who said to him in bad German:
"Pardon him; the poor child is sick," and then departed hastily in pursuit of his young master.
Gilbert ran after them. When he had overtaken them, Stephane had dismounted, and stood with clenched142 fists before a child, who, quite out of breath from running, had thrown himself exhausted143 at the foot of a tree. In running he had torn many holes in his San- benito, and he was looking with mournful eyes at these rents, and replied only in monosyllables to all of Stephane's threats.
"You are at my mercy," said the young man to him at last. "I will forgive you if you ask my pardon on your knees."
"I won't do it," replied the child, getting up. "I have no pardon to ask. You struck me with your whip, and I swore to pay you for it. I'm a good shot. I sighted your cap and I was sure I'd hit it. That makes you mad, and now we're even. But I'll promise not to throw any more stones, if you'll promise not to strike me with your whip any more."
"That is a very reasonable proposition," said Gilbert.
"I don't ask your opinion, sir," interrupted Stephane haughtily,— then turning to Ivan: "Ivan, my dear Ivan," continued he, "in this matter you ought to obey me. You know very well the Count does not love me, but he does not mean to have others insult me: it is a privilege he reserves to himself. Dismount, and make this little rascal65 kneel to me and ask my pardon."
Ivan shook his head.
"You struck him first," answered he; "why should he ask your pardon?"
In vain Stephane exhausted supplications and threats. The serf remained inflexible144, and during his talk Gilbert approached Wilhelm, and said to him in a low voice:
"Run away quickly, my child; but remember your promise; if you don't, you'll have to settle with me."
Stephane, seeing him escape, would have started in pursuit; but
Gilbert barred his way.
Ivan shook his head again.
"I don't wish to harm the young Frenchman," replied he; "he has a kind way and loves children."
Stephane's face was painfully agitated146. His lips trembled. He looked with sinister147 eye first at Ivan, then at Gilbert. At last he said to himself in a stifled148 voice:
"Wretch that I am! I am as feeble as a worm, and weakness is not respected!"
Then lowering his head, he approached his horse, mounted him, and pushed slowly through the copse. When he had regained149 the wood, looking fixedly150 at Gilbert:
"Mr. Secretary," said he, "my father often quotes that diplomatist who said that all men have their price; unfortunately I am not rich enough to buy you; you are worth more than a dollar; but permit me to give you some good advice. When you return to the castle, repeat to Count Kostia certain words that I have allowed to escape me to-day. It will give him infinite pleasure. Perhaps he will make you his spy-in-chief, and without asking it, he may double your salary. The most profitable trade in the world is burning candles on the devil's shrine151. You will do wonders in it, as well as others."
"The devil! the devil! he talks of nothing but the devil!" said Gilbert to himself, taking the road to the castle. "My poor friend, you are condemned to pass some years of your life here between a tyrant152 who is sometimes amiable, and a victim who is never so at all!"
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| n.圣地，神龛，庙；v.将...置于神龛内，把...奉为神圣 | |
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tyrant
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| n.暴君，专制的君主，残暴的人 | |
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