The castle clock had just struck ten when he extinguished his lamp and opened the window. There he remained a long time leaning upon his elbows: his eyes at last familiarized themselves with the darkness, and favored by the glimmering10 of the stars, he began to recognize with but little effort the actual shape of the surrounding objects. The window was divided in two equal parts by a stone mullion, and had in front a wide shelf of basalt, surrounded by a balustrade. Gilbert fastened one of two knotted ropes with which he had supplied himself securely to the mullion; then he crept upon the ledge11 of basalt and stood there for a few moments contemplating12 the precipice in silence. In the gloomy and vaporous gulf13 which his eyes explored, he distinguished14 a wall of whitish rocks, which seemed to draw him towards them, and to provoke him to an aerial voyage. He took care not to abandon himself to this fatal attraction, and the uneasiness which it caused him disappearing gradually, he stretched out his head and was able to hang over the abyss with impunity15. Proud at having subdued16 the monster, he gave himself up for a moment to the pleasure of gazing at a feeble light which appeared at a distance of sixty paces, and some thirty feet beneath him. This light came from Stephane's room; he had opened his window and closed the white curtains in such a way that his lamp, placed behind this transparent17 screen, could serve as a beacon18 to Gilbert without danger of dazzling him.
"I am expected," said Gilbert to himself.
And immediately, bestriding the balustrade, he descended19 the swaying rope as readily as if he had never done anything else in his life.
He was now upon the roof. There he met with more difficulty. Partly covered with zinc21 and partly with slate22, this roof—the whole length of which he must traverse—was so steep and slippery that no one could stand erect23 on it. Gilbert seated himself and remained motionless for a moment to recover himself, and the better to decide upon his course. A few steps from this point, a huge dormer window rose, with triangular24 panes25 of glass, and reached to within two feet of the spout26. Gilbert resolved to make his way by this narrow pass, and from tile to tile he pushed himself in that direction. It will readily be believed that he advanced but slowly, much more so on account of his left arm, which, as it still pained him, required to be carefully managed; but by dint29 of patience and perseverance30 he passed beyond the dormer window, and at length arrived safely at the extremity31 of the roof, just in front of Stephane's window.
"God be praised, the most difficult part is over," he said to himself, breathing freely.
But he was far from correct in his supposition. It is true he had now only to descend20 upon the little roof, cross it, and climb to the window, which was but breast-high; but before descending32 it was necessary to find some support—stone, wood or iron, to which he could fasten the second rope, which he had brought wound about his neck, shoulders, and waist. Unfortunately he discovered nothing. At last, in leaning over, he perceived at the outer angle of the wall a large iron corbel, which seemed to sustain the projecting roof; but to his great chagrin33, he ascertained34 at the same time, that the great roof passed three feet beyond the line of the small one, and that if even he should succeed in attaching his second rope to the corbel, the other end of it would float in empty space. This reflection made him shudder35; and turning his eyes from the precipice, he examined the ridge36-pole, where he thought he saw a piece of iron projecting. He was not mistaken: it was a kind of ornamental37 molding, which formed the pediment of the ridge. It was not without great effort that he raised himself even there, and when he found himself seated astride the beam, he rested a few moments to breathe, and to study the strange spectacle before him. His view embraced an immense extent of abrupt39, irregular roofing, from every part of which rose turrets40 of every kind, in the shape of extinguishers, pointed42 gables, corners, retreating or salient angles, bell-towers, open to the daylight, profound depths where the gloom thickened, grinning chimneys, heavy weathercocks cutting the milky43 way with their iron rods and feathered arrows; from the top of the chapel44 steeple a great cross of stone, seeming to stretch out its arms; here and there the whitish zinc, cutting the dark blue of the slates45; in spots an indistinct glittering and flashes of pale light enveloped46 in opaque47 shadows, and then the tops of three or four large trees which extended beyond the eaves, as if prying48 into the secrets of the attic49. By the glittering light of the stars, the slightest peculiarity50 in the architecture assumed singular contours, fantastic figures were profiled upon the horizon like Chinese shadows; everywhere an air of mystery, of curiosity, of wild surprise. All these shadows leaned towards Gilbert, examined him, and interrogated51 him by their looks.
When he had recovered breath, Gilbert approached the projecting ornament38 from which he proposed to suspend his rope; he had been greatly deceived; he found that this ovolo of sheet iron, for a long time roughly used by the elements, held only by a wretched nail, and that it would inevitably52 yield to the least strain.
"It is decided," said he. "I must go by the iron corbel!" And although it cost him an effort, his mind was soon resolutely53 fixed55. Impatient at the loss of so many steps and at the waste of so much precious time in vain efforts, he redescended the roof much more actively56 than he had mounted it. Arriving below, and by the power of his will conquering a new attack of vertigo57 with which he felt himself threatened, he lay down upon his face parallel with the spout, and advancing his head and arm beyond the roof he succeeded, not without much trouble, in tying the cord firmly to the iron corbel. This done, without loitering to see it float, he swung himself slowly round, and let himself glide58 over the edge of the roof as far as his armpits, resting suspended by the elbows. Critical moment! If but a lath, but a nail should break—He had no time to make this alarming reflection; he was too much occupied in drawing towards him with his feet the rope, and when at length he succeeded, detaching his left arm from the roof, he seized the corbel firmly, and soon after, his right hand removing itself in its turn, firmly grasped the rope.
"That's not bad for a beginner," thought he.
He then began to descend, giving careful attention to every movement. But at the moment when his feet had reached the level of the small roof, having had the imprudence to look down into the space beneath him, he was suddenly seized with a dizziness a thousand times more terrible than he had yet experienced. The whole valley began to be agitated60, and rolled and pitched terribly. By turns it seemed to rise to the sky or sink into the bowels61 of the earth. Presently the motion was accelerated, trees and stones, mountains and plains were all confounded in one black whirlwind, which struggled with increasing fury, and from which came forth62 flashes of lightning and balls of fire. Restored to himself after a few minutes, to dispel63 the emotion which his frightful64 nightmare caused him, he had recourse to old Homer, and recited in one breath that passage of the Iliad where the divine bard65 describes the joy of a herdsman contemplating the stars from a craggy height. Gilbert never, in after life, read these verses without recalling the sweet but terrible moment when he recited them suspended in mid-air; above his head the infinite smile of starry66 fields, and under his feet the horrors of a precipice. As soon as he felt more calm, he commenced the task of effecting his descent upon the small roof, less steep than the other, and covered with hollow tiles which left deep grooves67 between them. To crown his good fortune, the spout was surmounted68 from place to place by iron ornaments69 imbedded in the wall and rolled up in the form of scrolls70. Gilbert imparted an oscillating motion to the rope, and when it had become strong enough to make this improvised71 swing graze the gutter72, choosing his time well, he disengaged his right foot and planted it firmly in one of the grooves, loosening at the same time his right hand and quickly seizing one of the scrolls. Midnight sounded, and Gilbert was astonished to find that he had spent two hours upon his adventurous73 excursion. To mount the roof halfway74, cross it, and climb into the window was but a slight affair, after which, turning the curtains aside with his hand, he called in a soft voice: "Am I expected?" and leaped with a bound into the room.
With his chin upon his knees and his head buried in his hands, Stephane was crouching75 at the feet of the holy images. Hearing and perceiving Gilbert, he started, raised himself quickly and remained motionless, his hands crossed above his head, his neck extended, his lips quivering and opening with a smile, lightnings and tears in his eyes. How paint the strangeness of his countenance76? A thousand diverse emotions betrayed themselves there. Surprise, gratitude77, shame, anxiety, long expectation at last satisfied; a remnant of haughtiness78 which felt its defeat certain; an obstinate79 incredulity forced to surrender; the disorder80 of an imagination, enchanted81, rapt, distracted, the delights of hope and the bitterness of memory; all these appeared upon his face, and formed a melange82 so confused that to see him thus laughing and crying at once, it seemed as if it was his joy which wept and his sadness which smiled. His first agitation83 dispelled84, the predominating expression of his face was a dreamy and startled sweetness. He moved backwards85 from Gilbert and fell upon a chair at the end of the room.
Stephane made no answer.
"Evidently my face does not please you," continued Gilbert, half turning towards the window.
Stephane contracted his brows.
"Do not trifle, I beg of you," said he, in a hollow voice. "We have serious matters between us to discuss."
"The seriousness which I prefer is that of joy."
"Joy?" said he. "It will come, perhaps, in its time, through speaking to me about it, who knows? Now I seem to be dreaming. The disorder of my thoughts frightens me. Ask me no questions, for I should not know how to answer you. And then the sound of my voice mortifies90 me, irritates me. It is like a discord91 in music. Let me be silent and look at you."
And approaching a long table which stood in the middle of the room, he signalled to Gilbert to place himself at one side of it and seated himself at the other.
After a long silence, he began to express his thoughts audibly, as if he had become reconciled to the sound of his voice:
"This bold, resolute54 air, so much pride in the look, so much goodness in the smile. It is another man. Ah! into what contempt have I fallen. I have seen nothing, divined nothing. I despised him, I hated him,—this one whom God has sent to save me from despair. See what was concealed under this simple unaffected air; this serene face, whose calmness irritated me; this gentleness which seemed servile; this wisdom which I thought pedantry92; this pliancy93 of disposition94 which I took for the meanness of a crouching dog. All this I can it really be the same man!" He was silent for a moment and then continued in a more assured voice:
"How did you manage to reach here? Ah! my God! that great roof is so steep! Only to think of it makes me shudder and sets my head to whirling. While waiting I prayed to the saints for you. Did you feel their aid? I should like to know whether they stood by me in this. They have so often broken faith."
Silence again, during which Stephane looked at Gilbert with a steadiness sufficient to disconcert him.
"So you have risked your life for me!" continued the young man; "but are you quite sure that I am worth the trouble? Come now, be frank. Has anyone spoken to you of me? Or have you, by studying my character, made some interesting discovery? Answer, and be careful not to lie. My eyes are upon you, they will readily discover if you are sincere."
"Really, you astonish me," answered Gilbert tranquilly95; "and what have I to conceal2 from you? All I know resolves itself into two points. In the first place, I know that you belong to the race, to the brotherhood96 of noble souls; I know, besides, that you are unhappy.—Pardon me, I know another thing still. I know beyond a doubt that I have conceived a lively and tender friendship for you, and that I should be very unhappy, too, if I could not expect any return from you."
"You feel friendship for me? How can that be?"
"Ah! a strange question! Who has ever been able to answer it? It is the mystery of mysteries. I love you, because I love you: I know of no other explanation. You have certainly never made any very flattering advances to me. I think I have sometimes even had cause to complain of you.
"Ah, well! in spite of your scorn, of your haughtiness, of your injustice97, I loved you. Ask the secret of this anomaly of Him who created man, and who planted in his heart that mysterious power which is called sympathy."
"Why," said Stephane, "was not this sympathy reciprocal? As for me, from the first day I saw you I hated you. I do not know with what eyes I looked at you, but I thought that I recognized an enemy. Alas98! suspicion and distrust invaded my heart long ago. And mark, even at this moment I still doubt, I fear I may be the dupe of some illusion: I believe and I do not believe, and I am tempted99 to exclaim with one of the Holy Evangelists, 'My patron, my brother, my friend, I believe, help thou mine unbelief!'"
"Your incredulity will cure itself, and be sure, a day will come when you will say with confidence: there is in this world a soul, sister of my own, into which I can fearlessly pour all my cares, all my thoughts, all my sorrows and all my hopes. There is one who occupies himself unceasingly about me, to whom my happiness is of great moment, of supreme100 interest, a being to whom I can say all, confess all; a being who loves me because he knows me, and who knows me because he loves me; a being who sees with me, who sees in me, and who would not hesitate, if necessary, to sacrifice everything, even his life, upon the holy altar of friendship. And then could you not cry out in the joy of your heart: 'God he praised! I possess a friend! By the blessing101 of God I have learned what it is to love and to be loved."
Stephane began to weep:
"To be loved!" said he. "It is a great word and I hardly dare to pronounce it. To be loved! I have never been. I believe, though, that my mother loved me,—what do I say? I am sure of it, but it was a long time ago. My mother,—it is like a legend to me. It seems to me I was not born when I knew her. I remember that she often took me upon her knees and covered me with kisses. Such joys are not of this world; I must have tasted them in some distant star, where hearts are less hard than here, and where I lived some time, a sojourn102 of peace and innocence103. But one day my mother dropped me from her arms, and I was thrown upon this earth where hatred104 expected me and received me in her bosom105. Oh, hatred! I know her! This second mother cradled me in her arms, nourished me with her milk, lavished106 upon me her careful lessons and watched over me night and day. Ah! hatred is a marvelous providence107. It sees everything, thinks of everything, notices everything, is omnipresent, always on the alert, unconscious of fatigue108, ennui109, or sleep. Hatred! she is the mistress of this castle, she governs it; these great corridors are full of her. I cannot take a step without meeting her; even here in this solitary110 room I see her image floating upon the paneling, upon the tapestry111, about the curtains of this bed, and often at night in my sleep, she comes and sits upon my breast and peoples my dreams with specters and terrors. To be hated without knowing wherefore,—what torment112! And remember, too, that in my early infancy113, this father who hates me was then a father to me. He rarely caressed114 me and I feared him; he was imperious and severe; but he was a father after all, and occasionally he took the trouble to tell us so. Often in our presence his gravity relaxed, and I recollect115 that he sometimes smiled upon me. But one day, a cursed day,—I was then ten years old; my mother had been dead a month.—He was shut up in his room while a week passed, during which I did not see him. I said to my governess: 'I want to see my father.' I knocked at his door, entered, and ran to him. He repelled116 me with such violence that I fell and struck my head against the leg of a chair. I got up bleeding, and he looked at me with scorn, laughed, and left the room. My mind wandered, all my ideas were thrown into confusion; I thought the sun had gone out and that the world had come to an end. A father who could laugh at the sight of the blood gushing117 from his child! And what a laugh! He has made me hear it often since, but I have not been able to accustom118 myself to it yet. A fever attacked me, and I became delirious119. They put me to bed, and I cried to those who took care of me: 'I am cold, I am cold, make me warm.' And in that icy body I felt a heart that seemed on fire, which consumed itself. I could have sworn that a red-hot iron had been passed into it."
Stephane dried his tears with a curl of his hair, and then, leaning with his elbows upon the table, he resumed in a feeble voice: "I do not want you to be deceived. You entertain friendship for me and you ask a return; that is very simple, friendship lives by exchange. If I had nothing to give you, you would soon cease to love me. Listen to me then. Yesterday, for the first time in my life, I went into myself,—a singular fancy, which you alone have been able to inspire in me; for the first time I examined myself seriously, I laid hold of my heart with both hands, and examined it as a physician does his patient; I carried my researches even to the very bottom, and I recognized there a strange barrenness and blight120, which frightened me. It has been suffering a long time,— this poor heart; but within a year a fearful crisis has passed within me, which has killed it. And now there is nothing in this breast but a handful of ashes, good for nothing but to be thrown out of the window and scattered121 in the air.
"What! you are orthodox," said Gilbert, in a tone of authority; "you believe in the saints after your own fashion, and nevertheless you have yet to learn that death is but a word, or better, a respite122, a pause in life, a fallow time followed by fresh harvests. You are ignorant of the fact, or you forget, that there are no ashes so cold but that when the wind of the spirit breathes upon them, they will be seen to start, rise up, and walk. You have left to me the care of teaching you that your soul is capable of rejuvenescence, of unexpected regeneration; that upon the sole condition that you wish and desire it, you will feel unknown powers awakened123 in your breast, and that without changing your nature, but by transforming yourself from day to day, you will become to yourself an eternal novelty!
Stephane looked at him, smiling.
"So you have crossed the roofs to come and preach conversion124 to me, like Father Alexis!"
"Conversion! I don't know. I don't undertake to work miracles; but the metamorphosis—"
"You speak to me much about my soul; but my life, my destiny, will you also find the secret of transforming them?"
"That secret we will seek together. I have already some light upon it. Only let us not press it. Before undertaking125 that great work, it is essential that your heart should recover its health and strength."
"Ingrate126 that I am!" cried Stephane. "My destiny! It has changed from to-day. Yes, from this moment I am no longer alone in the world. Frightful void in which I consumed myself, despair who with your frightful wings made it night for an abandoned child, it is all over now, I am delivered from you; the instrument of torture is broken. Henceforth, I believe, I hope, I breathe! But think of it, my friend, for me to live will be to see you, to hear you, to speak to you. Could you come here often?"
"As often as prudence59 will permit,—two or three times a week. We will choose our days well; we will consult the sky, the wind, the stars. On other days, at propitious hours, we will place ourselves at our windows, and communicate by signs which we will agree upon, for it seems that you, like me, are long-sighted. And besides, I know the sign language. I will teach it to you, and if you ever send me such a message as this upon your fingers: 'I am sad, I am sick, come this evening at any risk'—Well, whatever the winds and stars may say—"
"To expose your life foolishly!" interrupted Stephane, "I would rather die. Curses upon me if ever by a caprice— But away with such a thought! And how long, if you please, will this happiness, which you promise me, last? Some day, alas! retaking your liberty—"
"I have two, perhaps three years to pass here; it will even depend upon me whether I stay longer or not. Whatever happens, be assured, that before I leave this house, your destiny will have changed. I have told you to believe in the seen; believe also in the unforseen."
"The unforeseen!" exclaimed Stephane, "I believe in it, since I have seen it enter here by the window."
And suddenly carrying his hand to his heart, he closed his eyes, became pale, and uttered a piteous moan. Gilbert sprang towards him, but repulsing127 him gently:
"Fear nothing," said he; "joy has come, I feel it there, it burns me. Let me enjoy a suffering so new and so sweet." He remained some minutes with his eyes closed; then reopening them, and shaking his beautiful head with its long curls, he said sportively:
"Sit down there quick, and teach me the deaf mute language."
"Impossible," replied Gilbert; "the hour for going has already struck."
Stephane impatiently stamped his foot.
"Teach me at least the first two letters; if I don't know a and b,
I shall not be able to close my eyes to-night."
Gilbert, taking him by the arm, led him to the window, where, drawing aside the curtain, he pointed out to him the stars already paling and a vague whiteness which appeared at the horizon. Then suddenly changing his tone, but still carried away by his impetuous nature, which stamped upon all the movements of his mind the character of passion, Stephane became much excited at the idea of the dangers which his friend was about to brave.
"I will go with you," said he, "I want to know what risks you run in coming here. To descend from the large roof to the small one, you must have had a ladder. I want to see this ladder, I want to assure myself that it is strong."
"Do not be afraid, I have attended to that."
"When I tell you that I wish to see it! I will believe only my own eyes and hands. Where is this ladder? I positively128 must see it."
"And I forbid you to climb this window. Take my word, my rope ladder is entirely129 new and very strong."
"Ah!" exclaimed Stephane, struck with a sudden idea. "I will bet that you have fastened it to that great iron corbel, which stretches its frightful beak130 up there at the angle of the wall. And just now you were suspended in space on this treacherous131 floating cord. Monstrous132 fool that I was not to understand it."
And to Gilbert's great astonishment133, he added:
"You do not yet love me enough to have the right to run such risks."
"Do be a little calmer," said Gilbert. "You displayed just now a gentleness and wisdom which enchanted me. Take care; Ivan might wake and come up."
"These walls are deafened134, the flagging is thick; between this room and the staircase there is an alcove135, a vestibule, and two large closed doors; and between the rail of this staircase and the cage of my jailer, there is a long corridor. Besides, he is capable of everything but rambling136 at night round my apartment; but what matters it?—Let him come to surprise us, this hateful Ivan! I will resign myself to everything rather than see you put your feet upon that horrible ladder again. And take my word for it, if you violate my injunction,—at that very moment before your eyes, I will throw myself headlong down the precipice."
"You are extremely unreasonable," replied Gilbert, in a severe tone; "I must leave here at any cost. Since my ladder displeases137 you, instead of uttering a thousand follies138, try rather to discover—"
Stephen struck his forehead.
"Here is my discovery," interrupted he; "opposite this window, on the other side of the roof, there is another, which, if you can only open it, will certainly let you into some empty lofts139. Where these lofts will take you I don't exactly know, for Ivan told me once when he wanted to store some broken furniture there, that he had not been able to find the entrance; but you will no doubt discover some window near, by which you can get out upon the great roof, half-way from your turret41, and so you will be spared a great deal of trouble and danger. Ah! if this proves so, how proud I shall be of finding it out."
"Now you are as I like to see you," said Gilbert; "instead of prancing140 like a badly-bitted horse, you are calm, and you reason."
"So to reward me you will permit me to accompany you."
"God forbid! and if you presume to go without my permission, I swear to you that I will never come here again."
And as Stephane resisted and chafed141, Gilbert took his head between his hands, and drawing him to his breast, pressed a paternal142 kiss on his forehead, just at the roots of his hair. This kiss produced an extraordinary effect, which alarmed him; Stephane shuddered143 from head to foot, and a cry escaped him.
"Awkward fellow that I am," said Gilbert in an uneasy tone; "I have wounded you without intending it."
"No," murmured he, "it is of no consequence; but that was the place where my mother used to kiss me. May the saints be with you. I love you. Good-bye!"
And thus speaking he covered his face which was on fire, with both hands.
Ah! if Gilbert had understood! But he divined nothing; he descended to the roof, crossed it, and discovered as he groped about, a window, all the panes of which were broken; which saved him the trouble of opening it. When he found himself in the lofts, he lighted the candle which he had taken the precaution to bring in his pocket. The place which he had just entered was a wretched garret, three or four feet wide. In front of him he noticed four or five steps, ascended144 them, and opened an old door without any fastening. This let him into a vast corridor, which had no visible place of exit at the other end; it was infested145 by spiders and rats, and encumbered146 with dilapidated old furniture. Gilbert discovered, on raising his eyes, that he was in the mansard, lighted by the great dormer window. The bolt which held the shutter147 was so high up that he could not reach it with his hand. An old rickety table stood in the corner, buried under a triple coating of dust. Having reached the window by its aid, Gilbert drew the bolt; he mounted upon the roof and, supporting himself by one of the projecting timbers of the pediment, restored the shutter to its embrasure and fastened it as well as he could; after which he made his way once more towards the small roof; for, before returning to his lodging148, it was necessary at any cost to detach and draw up the rope, an unimpeachable149 witness which would have testified against him. While Gilbert was extended at length, fully28 occupied in this delicate operation, Stephane, standing at his window and trembling like a leaf, was tearing his handkerchief with his beautiful teeth. The ladder withdrawn150, Gilbert cried out to him:
"Your lofts are admirable. Hereafter, coming to see you will only be a pleasure trip."
When he found himself again upon his balcony, dawn began to break, and a screech151 owl27, returning from his hunt after field mice, passed before him and regained152 his hole. Gilbert waved his hand to this nocturnal adventurer whose confrere he felt himself, and leaping lightly into his room, was sleeping profoundly in five minutes. At the same moment Stephane, raising his eyes to the holy images to which he had given such terrible blows, exclaimed with a passionate153 gesture: "Oh! St. George, St. Sergius, help me to keep my secret."
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