We are again in the beautiful country of beautiful France. It is the chateau1 once more. It is the same, but changed. The unapproachable elegance2, the inviolable security, have witnessed invasion. The right wing of the chateau is in ruins, with traces of fire upon the blackened walls; while here and there, a broken statue or a roofless temple are sad memorials of the Revolution. Within the restored part of the chateau, however, all looks well. Monsieur the Viscount has been fortunate, and if not so rich a man as his father, has yet regained3 enough of his property to live with comfort, and, as he thinks, luxury. The long rooms are little less elegant than in former days, and Madame the present Viscountess's boudoir is a model of taste. Not far from it is another room, to which it forms a singular contrast. This room belongs to Monsieur the Viscount. It is small, with one window. The floor and walls are bare, and it contains no furniture; but on the floor is a worn-out pallet, by which lies a stone, and on that a broken pitcher4, and in a little frame against the wall is preserved a crumpled5 bit of paper like the fly-leaf of some little book, on which is a half-effaced inscription6, which can be [185]deciphered by Monsieur the Viscount if by no one else. Above the window is written in large letters, a date and the word REMEMBER. Monsieur the Viscount is not likely to forget, but he is afraid of himself and of prosperity lest it should spoil him.
It is evening, and Monsieur the Viscount is strolling along the terrace with Madame on his arm. He has only one to offer her, for where the other should be an empty sleeve is pinned to his breast, on which a bit of ribbon is stirred by the breeze. Monsieur the Viscount has not been idle since we saw him last; the faith that taught him to die, has taught him also how to live—an honourable7, useful life.
It is evening, and the air comes up perfumed from a bed of violets by which Monsieur the Viscount is kneeling. Madame (who has a fair face and ashen8 hair) stands by him with her little hand on his shoulder, and her large eyes upon the violets.
"My friend! my friend! my friend!" It is Monsieur the Viscount's voice, and at the sound of it, there is a rustle9 among the violets that sends the perfume high into the air. Then from the parted leaves come forth10 first a dirty wrinkled leg, then a dirty wrinkled head with gleaming eyes, and Monsieur Crapaud crawls with self-satisfied dignity on to Monsieur the Viscount's outstretched hand.
So they stay laughing and chatting, and then [186] Monsieur the Viscount bids his friend good-night, and holds him towards Madame that she may do the same. But Madame (who did not enjoy Monsieur Crapaud's society in prison) cannot be induced to do more than scratch his head delicately with the tip of her white finger. But she respects him greatly, at a distance, she says. Then they go back along the terrace, and are met by a man-servant in Monsieur the Viscount's livery. Is it possible that this is Antoine, with his shock head covered with powder?
Yes; that grating voice, which no mental change avails to subdue11, is his, and he announces that Monsieur le Curé has arrived. It is the old Curé of the village (who has survived the troubles of the Revolution), and many are the evenings he spends at the chateau, and many the times in which the closing acts of a noble life are recounted to him, the life of his old friend whom he hopes ere long to see—of Monsieur the Preceptor. He is kindly12 welcomed by Monsieur and by Madame, and they pass on together into the chateau. And when Monsieur the Viscount's steps have ceased to echo from the terrace, Monsieur Crapaud buries himself once more among the violets.
Monsieur the Viscount is dead, and Madame [187]sleeps also at his side; and their possessions have descended13 to their son.
Not the least valued among them is a case with a glass front and sides, in which, seated upon a stone is the body of a toad14 stuffed with exquisite15 skill, from whose head gleam eyes of genuine topaz. Above it in letters of gold is a date, and this inscription:—
"MONSIEUR THE VISCOUNT'S FRIEND".
ADIEU!
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1 chateau | |
n.城堡,别墅 | |
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n.优雅;优美,雅致;精致,巧妙 | |
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复得( regain的过去式和过去分词 ); 赢回; 重回; 复至某地 | |
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v.沙沙作响;偷盗(牛、马等);n.沙沙声声 | |
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