"I was the youngest of four brothers. Each of us, one by one, was well placed in life, until my turn came,— when, our Father's Fortunes' hav?ing experienc'd an unforeseen reversal, there remain'd only money enough to send me to Paris and apprentice1 me to the greatest chef in France,— which is to say, in the World.—
This is greeted with cries of, "Really, Mounseer!" "The world of Amphibia, perhaps," and "Here Frenchy,— try a nice British Sausage Roll!" "Oh dear," murmurs3 Mr. Knockwood, awaiting the ominous4 scrape of chair-legs along his new floor-planking.
For years (the Frenchman goes on), I grunted5 'neath Loads of water and firewood, Sacks of Flour, Tubs of Butter. Everything the Ma?tre con6?sidered below standard I got to eat, thus learning in the most direct way, the rights and wrongs of the Food. 'Twas another year before I was per?mitted to hold a Whisk. No one offer'd to teach me anything. Learning was to be all my responsibility. Year by year, sleepless7 and too often smileless, I acquir'd the arts of la Cuisine,— until, one day, at last, I had become a Chef. And presently, as these things unfold, Paris was at my feet.
I'll say it for you,— poor Paris! Here were great Houses getting into
violent feuds8 over my pates9, the Queen commenting upon my Blanquette
de Veau. I quickly grew too self-important to understand that it was my
Novelty they were after, not my cooking,— a realization10 I delay'd for
longer than prov'd wise I was visited one day by a certain well-known Gentleman-Detective of the Time,— let us call him Hervé du T.,— whilst in the most critical Passage of a very demanding Sauce. The man had no idea of what he had put in jeopardy11. In the Kitchen, one of the most useful Skills, is knowing when best, and when not, to deploy12 un Accès de Cuisinier, which properly executed has been known to freeze entire arm'd Units in their Tracks. The Obsession14 lighting15 the Eyes of my Visitor, however, far outshone anything I knew how to summon,— I was intrigued,— God help me, Madame, I listened.—
At this point Armand catches sight of Mason and Dixon, who are attempting to bring their Breakfast to an undisturb'd corner of the Saloon. "Ah! how curious that this Instant, Gentlemen, I was about to advert16 to your Brother in Science, whom perhaps you have even met, the immortal17 Jacques de Vaucanson."
Mason squints18 thoughtfully, Dixon shifts his Hat about till presently nodding, "Why aye, thah's it,— the Lad with the mechanickal Duck... ?"
"Too true, alas19. A Mechanician of blinding and world-rattling Genius, Gentlemen, yet posterity20 will know him because of the Duck alone,— they are already coupl'd as inextricably as...Mason and Dixon? Haw-hawhawnnh. The Man Voltaire call'd a Prometheus,— to be remember'd only for having trespass'd so ingeniously outside the borders of Taste, as to have provided his Automaton21 a Digestionary Process, whose end result could not be distinguish'd from that found in Nature."
"A mechanickal Duck that shits? To whom can it matter," Mr. Whitpot, having remov'd his Wig23, is irritably24 kneading it like a small Loaf, "- - who besides a farmer would even recognize Duck Waste, however compul?sively accurate? And when might any country person get to see this Mar25?vel to begin with, if its only engagements were in Parisian Hotels?"
"Some," the Frenchman bristles26, "might point rather to a Commit?ment of Ingenuity27 unprecedented28, toward making All authentic,— per?haps2, it could be argued by minds more scientifick, 'twas this very Attention to Detail, whose Fineness, passing some Critickal Value, enabl'd in the Duck that strange Metamorphosis, which has sent it out the Gates of the Inanimate, and off upon its present Journey into the given World.”
What I was told then (Armand continues), remains29 even today high treason to reveal,— this was bigger than the Man in the Iron Mask,— Kingdoms, Empires indeed, had begun to sway, since the fateful moment when one of Vaucanson's Servants enter'd the Atelier, to find the Duck hovering30 a few feet above a Table-top, flapping its Wings. There was no need to scream, tho' both of them did, anyway. The Secret was out. Within an hour, the Duck was well flown.
' 'Twas not of M. Vaucanson's Device, then?"
"Ha, ha ha, what a droll31 remark, I must tell Madame la Marquise de
Pompadour, next time we 'faisons le Déjeuner,' she will be so amus'd
No, ingenuous32 one,— the 'Design' was of quite a different order, an entirely33 new Bodily Function in fact, and no one, including the great Engineer himself, knows what happen'd...."
Vaucanson's vainglorious34 Intent had been to repeat for Sex and Reproduction, the Miracles he'd already achiev'd for Digestion22 and Excretion. "Who knows? that final superaddition of erotick Machinery35 may have somehow nudg'd the Duck across some Threshold of self-Intricacy, setting off this Explosion of Change, from Inertia36 toward Inde?pendence, and Power. Isn't it like an old Tale? Has an Automatick Duck, like the Sleeping Beauty, been brought to life by the kiss of...l'Amour?
"Oo-la-la," comes a voice from the corner, "and toot ma flute37."
"Frenchies,— marvelous i'n't it," comments another, "ever at it, night and day."
"Savages," hisses40 the Gallic miniature.
"Pray, Monsieur, go on," Frau Redzinger with a glance of reproach at the room in general.
"For you, Madame." He gestures broadly with his giant Toque, and continues.—
My visitor had grown quite agitated41 by now. " 'Twas his own Hubris,— the old mad Philosopher story, we all know, meddl'd where he shouldn't have, till laws of the Unforeseen engag'd,— now the Duck is a Fugitive42, flying where it wishes,— often indeed visiting the Academy of Sciences, where they have learn'd that the greater its speed, the less visible it grows, until at around a Thousand Toises per Minute, it vanishes entirely,— but one of many newly-acquir'd Powers, bringing added
Urgency to finding it as quickly as possible, before this 'Morphosis car?ries it beyond our Control. Which is precisely43 where you may do us a Service, Sir."
"But my gifts...scarcely lie in this direction."
"Recollect44, cher Ma?tre, as I do with senses even today a-tremble, your Canard45 au Pamplemousse Flambé. It is unique in Civilization. Not to mention the sublime46 Canard avec Aubergines en Casserole...mmhhnnhh! I embrace them! The immortal Fantaisie des Canettes...,"— and much more, including Dishes I'd all but forgotten. I should have stood unmov'd, but I'd gone a-blush. "Oh, those old Canards," I murmur'd.
"You see, when one looks in the files of the Ministries47, and of other Detectives, for that matter, invariably, under the Heading, 'Duck,' the two Humans whose Names most often appear, are Vaucanson, and yourself. Again and again. Can there be a Connection?— the Automa?ton apparently48 believes so, having somehow, quite recently, become aware of you. Since then, its Resentment49 on behalf of all Ducks,— and not only those you personally may have cook'd,— has grown alarm?ingly. Without doubt, it is forming a Plan, whose details you may not wish to know."
"But this is dangerous! What if its Brain be affected50 by now? And if it be blaming me for Wrongs I never knew I was committing?"
"Ah! it might seek you out, mightn't it,— and, in the Monomania of its Assault, grow careless enough to allow my Agents at last to apprehend51 it. That would be the Plan, anyhow. Agreed, you must consider how best to defend yourself,— wear clothing it cannot bite through, leather, or what's even more secure, chain-mail,— its Beak52 being of the finest Swedish Steel, did I mention that, yes quite able, when the Duck, in its homicidal Frenzy53, is flying at high speed, to penetrate54 all known Fortifi?cation, solid walls being as paper to this Juggernaut— One may cower55 within, but one cannot avoid,— le Bec de la Mort, the...'Beak of Death.' "
"Wait, wait," trying not to upset him further, "reprising this,— you wish me to act as a sort of.. .Decoy? to attract the personal Vengeance56 of a powerful and murderous Automaton...Bon.... For this, I might require a small Fee, in advance?”
"Of course. Here is your small Fee,— you see this Pistol? I will not fire it into your head, eh?"
"Only a thought.— "
I was sav'd, if that is the word, by a loud terrifying Hum outside. The Detective, with a frighten'd cry, ran swiftly and irrevocably from the Room, leaving me in great Anxiety, as reluctant to follow, and continue in his arm'd company, as to stay, and face an Arrival perhaps even more perilous57. I stepp'd out to the Terrace, to look. The Noise was circling overhead, as if its Source,— surely the Duck,— were contemplating58 a course of action,—
And there! there it was, my future Nemesis59! Ah! As I watch'd, it began its long glissade, directly toward me,— the Stoop of an unrea?sonably small and slow Predator60. With plenty of time to escape, quite unlike ordinary Prey61 myself, I remain'd staring, whilst in defiance62 of Newton the metallick Marvel38 floated gently down...till it alit near me, upon one of the Railings of the Terrace, with barely a sound. It faced me...its ominous Beak crank'd open...it quack'd, its eye holding a certain gleam, and began to speak, in a curious Accent, inflected heav?ily with linguo-beccal Fricatives, issuing in a fine Mist of some diges?tive Liquid, upon pure Faith in whose harmlessness I was obliged to proceed.
"So," spray'd the Duck,— "the terrible Bluebeard of the Kitchen, whose Celebrity63 is purchas'd with the lives of my Race. Not so brave now, eh?"
"Thousands in France slay64, cook, and eat Ducks ev'ry day. Why sin?gle me out?"
"What more natural Enemy for the most celebrated65 Duck in France, than the most celebrated Chef?"
Hadn't M. du T. made nearly the same remark about the two Dossiers? Had the Duck gain'd access to these? How? "I am not your Enemy," I protested. "I may even be your Friend."
"At least until you contrive66 to make a dish of me, eh? Be advis'd, I am provided with extensive Alarms, that not a feather be molested67, but 'twill trigger Consequences disagreeable. Would you like to try it? eh? go ahead, the Breeze from your moving hand will be enough.”
"Be assur'd of the total Safety, when I am present, of ev'ry excellent Feather," surpriz'd to hear a strange Flirtatiousness in my voice, "yours, may I say, being most uncommonly—
"Attend, Flatteur,— there may be one way for you to deflect68 my Wrath,— an inconsequential Task you may wish to do for me. I've a request to make of Vaucanson, and the Clock-work is ticking."
"Why not just fly over there and ask him?"
"Sir, he does not wish me well,— I cannot say why,— I hear, that he
has hired an Attorney,— an infallible sign of Hatred69, if you ask me "
"Then, perhaps, you must hire one yourself."
"You wish me," the Duck spreading its wings as if to invite inspection70, "to walk in, hand him my Card, 'How d'ye do, spot of bother with the Human who design'd me'?— I think not. Withal, my Case would be weak,— he would no doubt present me as some poor Wretch71 ever con?nected, by way of this celebrated inner Apparatus72, to Earth, but to nothing as transcendent as,"— a wing-shrug,— "l'Amour— Whilst pre?senting himself as doing me a great Favor,— failing to consider that I might not miss what I never possess'd."
("Hear, hear," Mason tapping the side of his Coffee-Mug with the Jam-Spoon.
Dixon looks over. "Eeh,— are you crazy yet, Mason?"
The French cook moves his Eyebrows73 about. "That was what it said, Messieurs. And by then, Curiosity overcoming my good sense...")
"So," I ask'd the Duck, "— is this why you're suddenly able to fly, and whatever else by now... ?"
"That's certainly what it feels like...tho' as for this 'Love,'— I still don't even know what it's suppos'd to be."
"Indeed,— then, do you meet no other Ducks, in your,— um that is,—
"Exactly," ruffling75 all its Feathers excitedly, "- - aside from the clock-tower Cocks of Strasbourg and Lyon, how many other mechanickal Fowl76 have I, exactly, to choose from?— excepting, bien entendu, the Fatal Other...."
"Pardon— who?"
"My Duplicate,— that other Duck, which Vaucanson has kept ever on hand, ready to waddle77 into the Lights to become the 'Vaucanson's Duck' the World would come to know, should this experiment upon me've fail'd. In the Atelier we have often cross'd Paths. In fact our Thoughts have not remain'd so philosophique as to avoid the growth of a cer?tain. . .Fascination78.
"So it is that I now commission you, to go to my Creator, and pray upon my behalf his Permission, to take this very Duck out for the evening,— I have tickets to the Opera,— 'tis Galuppi's Margherita e Don Aldo. We could stop for a bite at L'Appeau, they have my table there, you must know of Jean-Luc's Insectes d'Etang à l'Etouffée,—
"Wait, wait, this other Duck,— it's male? female? For that matter, which are you?"
"Moi? Female, as it happens. The other, being yet sexually unmodi?fied, is neither,— or, if you like, both. Any Problem?"
"The arrangement you wish me to make for you.. .'twould fall, I regret, in a Realm of the Erotick, where, alas, I've no experience,—
"For a Frenchman, this is refreshing79. Unhappily, my 'Morphosis ever proceeding80, I enjoy as little choice of a Broker81, as of a Partner."
"Why should Vaucanson agree? If he is your enemy, he may also demand a price, such as your return to his Atelier."
"Details for you to work out. In Italian opera, the young Soprano's Guardian82 may always be deceiv'd." The Duck flapp'd its Wings, rose in the Air, and with a Hum, singing a few bars of "Calmati, Mio Don Aldo irascibile," crank'd up to speed and vanish'd.
"But this is French Tragedy!" I call'd after. Had the shock of acquir?ing an erotick Self driven the Creature insane? Was that it? I was a Chef, not a Match-maker for Automatick Ducks. Merde!
Nonetheless, in nearly total ignorance of the path I was choosing, nor knowing even how to reach Vaucanson, I set out to see what favors I might convert,— so entering the little-known world of the Automatophile Com?munity, learning swiftly that the Duck's curious 'Morphosis was a com?mon topick of Gossip at Court, with Mme. la Marquise de Pompadour, as Hervé du T. had hinted, vitally interested. Spies were ev'rywhere, some working for this redoubtable83 Lady, with her Jansenists and Philosopher, others for Parties whose Fortunes would have intermesh'd more and less naturally with those of any Flying Automaton,— the Jesuits, of course, the British, the Prussian Military,— along with Detectives upon missions Bourbon and Orleanist, Corsican Adventurers, Martinist Illuminati, a Grand Melange84 of Motive— As no one was what he,— and, for the most part delightfully85, she,— claim'd, no one told or expected the truth. Long were the nights, as a-riot with Hepatomachy and Pursuit, as the days a-tangle with Rumor86 and Faithlessness,— not to mention wayward Barouches, opiated Chablis at Pick-nicks unforeseen, Ear-rings lost and found, invisible Street-Singers echoing 'round the Corners, the Melan?choly of the City at sunset,— a descent, like passing into sleep, uneasy and full of terror till we be establish'd once more within the Evening, as within the Evening's first Dream—
My efforts to reach Vaucanson were not without Repercussion87. Engagements disappear'd. People cross'd streets to avoid me. Unfamil?iar men loung'd against the walls of my neighborhood, as if waiting for instructions. I spent much of my time at the Soup?on de Trop, a local Repaire for Kitchen-Workers of all Ranks, finding in their numbers Safety for a while, at least from human Enemies,.. .but soon enough, the Duck got wind of my Whereabouts,— having learn'd in the meantime that vibrating back and forth88 very quickly, whilst standing89 still, would produce the same effect of Invisibility as linear movement,— and, at first to the Amusement, and later to the Annoyance90, of my Colleagues, began paying regular visits, emerging to deliver me one reproof91 upon another, announced only by that distressing92 Hum.
Only in that Phase of Night when Drunkenness prevail'd and less and less imported, did I even dare reply. "Why do you obsess13 me? go seek out Vaucanson yourself. I know he's dangerous, but, my God, you're invisible, faster than anything known, you penetrate walls,— you're more than a match for him." I knew as I cozen'd thus the Duck, how carelessly provoking it all must sound, yet such was the Desperation I liv'd in, redefining Shame with each sunrise, that what might once have matter'd to my Pride, now quite often fail'd even to claim my Attention. Whenever I began to list for her the Obstacles, the Daily Intrigues93, the Assaults and Deceptions94 that ever delay'd my Mission upon her behalf, she would proclaim, thro' candle-lit iridescences of vocal95 Spray, "Duress96? Duress is not an Issue,— for Life is Duress."
I once would have inquir'd coolly, what an Automaton might know of Life, but now I only sat silent, unconsciously having assum'd what I later learn'd was that Hindoo asana, or Posture97, known as "the Lotus." At what moment the Duck may have taken her leave, who but the Time-Keeper knoweth? Time, however, had acquir'd additional Properties.
Mysteriously, from about that date, I found myself beneath a Protec?tion unseen, yet potent98. Thugs who approach'd me in the Street were suddenly struck in mid-Body vigorously enough to throw them for Toises along the Cobbles, where they lay a-cowering, trying to remember their Prayers. A Wine-cask, falling spontaneously out of an upper Window directly at my Head, was invisibly deflected99, to smash open harmlessly, in spatter'd red radii100, upon the Pavement. In the path of a runaway101 coach-and-six, I was suddenly lifted by the back of my collar, into the Air, above the Hats and Faces of the rapidly gathering102 Crowd, and con-vey'd to Safety. I could attribute such a degree of Protection (in which I fail'd, till too late, to see the component103 of Love) to nothing but the Duck,— which soon enough declar'd her Sentiments, leaving me a plain opening,— but to my shame, I could say nothing. How could anyone? I took refuge in wild theorizing,— if Angels be the next higher being from Man, perhaps the Duck had 'morphos'd into some Anatine Equivalent,
acting104 as my Guardian,— purely105, as an Angel might Or, perhaps, as
Ducklings, when their Mother is not available, will follow any creature that happens along, so might not an Automaton, but newly aware of its Destiny as a Duck, easily fasten upon the first human, say, willing to remain and chat, rather than go running off in terror,— and come to define this attachment106 as Love?...Or, was it something she'd glean'd from some Italian Opera,— that an Intermediary in the Employ of a Soprano Character might soon find himself in her Embrace as well? These and other speculations107 swiftly carried me close to a dangerous Ecstacy, in which Vaucanson's "erotic Apparatus" never occurr'd to me as a possible Cause. My colleagues of course saw ev'rything. "Armand, Armand, you have ruined a notable career, made enemies in the highest places,—
- can no longer work in this town even as a sub-scullion,—
"Voilà, and yet he sits, laps'd in this strange Supernaturalism. Paris is no longer for you, my Friend, you belong somewhere else,— in China! in Pennsylvania!"
Everyone at least knows of China,— but imagine, till then I had never heard of Pennsylvania. They meant, as it turn'd out, a place in America,
where Religious Eccentricity108 of all kinds was not only tolerated, but publickly indulg'd,— where
Schwenkfelders might past Unitarians brush, And Wesleyites scarce from Quakers raise a blush,
as great Tox has it. The Miraculous109 lay upon ev'ry hand,— in the days that follow'd, I was much entertain'd with tales of fertile lands, savage39 Women, giant Vegetables, forests without end, Marshlands seething110 with shell-fish, Buffalo-Herds the size of Paris. Increasingly I wondered if somewhere in that American Wilderness111 there might be a Path, not yet discover'd, to lead me out of my Perplexity, and into a place of Safety from what was by now a long list of Persecutors, unhappily including the Duck, whose Affection had grown multiplex with daily Difficulties. At a time when I needed any work I could get, she resented even the few Hours that might take me elsewhere to create some Vulgarian's Lun?cheon, in which the cost of any mistake would be fatally high,— she grew jealous, imagining that I was seeking the company of some other Duck...."We mate for life. Alas, my poor Armand."
"As you yourself have pointed112 out, there's but one other in the World,- "
"Aha! My Virgin113 Double,— somewhere upon a Shelf, in one of Vau-canson's many clandestine114 workshops, oh yes and by the way, what progress have you made, upon that simple Errand, wait, let me guess,— another barrier arisen? another note gone astray? or is it something more sinister115, such as your desire to have the other for yourself? Eh? Look, he sweats, he trembles. Admit it, Betrayer."
My social life had fallen to pieces. I could no longer show my face down at the Soup?on. The Duck was my Shadow night and day. She started waking me up to criticize some item of my attire116 from days before, my choice of Company, and at last, unacceptably, my Cooking. Three in the morning and we sat bickering117 about my Beet118 Quiche.. .beneath it her Iron Confidence in the power conferr'd by her Inedibility119...being artifi?cial and deathless, as I was meat, and of the Earth...my only hope was that her 'Morphosis would somehow carry her quite beyond me, and
soon. Meanwhile, Paris having grown impossible, I resolv'd secretly to leave for America.
Feeling like a young man in a Fable120, who has us'd up all but one Wish, I sent out my last note, held my breath, and was lucky,— upon the basis of a Chill'd Brain Mousse, invented to celebrate the Peace of Aix-la-Chapelle, I was able to secure passage to Martinique, and thence, through months of trans-shipment, in ev'rything from Pirogue to Pirate Ship, at last to New Castle upon Delaware, where I stepp'd ashore121 in the moonless Dark,— as it was said, that the people there did not interfere122 with these nocturnal Landings, being ever in dread123 of the French and Spanish Privateers—
"Here then, you wretched little Frog!" The Company groans124. It is Mr. Dimdown, Hanger125 in hand. The Frenchman picks up his Hachoir, and raises one eyebrow74.
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