So much anxiety and uneasiness were beginning to tell upon my mind; I staggered on, wondering if I was not mad, unable to believe in what I had seen, and yet alarmed at the clearness of my own perceptions.
My mind in confusion passed in review that strange man waving his torch overhead in the darkness, howling like a wolf, coldly and accurately2 going through all the details of an imaginary murder without the omission3 of one ghastly detail or circumstance, then escaping and committing to the furious torrent4 the secret of his crime; these things all harassed5 my mind, hurried confusedly past my eyes, and made me feel as if I were labouring under a nightmare.
Lost in the snow, I ran to and fro panting and alarmed, and unable to judge which way to direct my steps.
As day drew near the cold became sharper; I shivered, I execrated6 Sperver for having brought me from Fribourg to bear a part in this hideous7 adventure.
At last, exhausted8, my beard a mass of ice, my ears nearly frostbitten, I discovered the gate and rang the bell with all my might.
It was then about four in the morning. Knapwurst made me wait a terribly long time. His little lodge9, cut in the rock, remained silent; I thought the little humpbacked wretch10 would never have done dressing11; for of course I supposed he would be in bed and asleep.
I rang again.
"Who are you?"
"I?—Doctor Fritz."
"Oh, that alters the case," and he went back into his lodge for a lantern, crossed the outer court where the snow came up to his middle, and staring at me through the grating, he exclaimed—
"I beg your pardon, Doctor Fritz; I thought you would be asleep up there in Hugh Lupus's tower. Were you ringing? Now that explains why Sperver came to me about midnight to ask if anybody had gone out. I said no, which was quite true, for I never saw you going out."
"But pray, Monsieur Knapwurst, do for pity's sake let me in, and I will tell you all about that by-and-by."
"Come, come, sir, a little patience."
And the hunchback, with the slowest deliberation, undid14 the padlock and slipped the bars, whilst my teeth were chattering16, and I stood shivering from head to foot.
"You are very cold, doctor," said the diminutive17 man, "and you cannot get into the castle. Sperver has fastened the inside door, I don't know why; he does not usually do so; the outer gate is enough. Come in here and get warm. You won't find my little hole very inviting18, though. It is nothing but a sty, but when a man is as cold as you are he is not apt to be particular."
We went into the hut, and in spite of my complete state of numbness19, I could not help admiring the state of picturesque20 disorder21 in which I found the place. The slate22 roof leaning against the rock, and resting by its other side on a wall not more than six feet high, showed the smoky, blackened rafters from end to end.
The whole edifice23 consisted of but one apartment, furnished with a very uninviting bed, which the dwarf24 did not often take the trouble to make, and two small windows with hexagonal panes25, weather-stained with the rainbow tints26 of mother-of-pearl. A large square table filled up the middle, and it would be difficult to account for that massive oak slab27 being got in unless by supposing it to have been there before the hut was built.
On shelves against the wall were rolls of parchment, and old books great and small. Wide open on the table lay a fine black-letter volume, with illuminations, bound in vellum, clasped and cornered with silver, apparently28 a collection of old chronicles. Besides there was nothing but two leathern arm-chairs, bearing on them the unmistakable impression of the misshapen figure of this learned gentleman.
I need not stay to do more than mention the pens, the jar of tobacco, five or six pipes lying here and there, and in a corner a small cast-iron stove, with its low, open door wide open, and throwing out now and then a volley of bright sparks; and to complete the picture, the cat arching her back, and spitting threateningly at me with her armed paw uplifted.
All this scene was tinted29 with that deep rich amber30 light in which the old Flemish painters delighted, and of which they alone possessed31 the secret, and never left it to the generations after them.
"So you went out last night, doctor?" inquired my host, after we had both installed ourselves, and while I had my hands in a warm place upon the stove.
"Yes, pretty early," I answered. "I had to look after a patient."
This brief explanation seemed to satisfy the little hunchback, and he lighted his blackened boxwood pipe, which was hanging over his chin.
"You don't smoke, doctor?"
"I beg your pardon, I do."
"Well, fill any one of these pipes. I was here," he said, spreading his yellow hand over the open volume. "I was reading the chronicles of Hertzog when you came."
"Ah, that accounts for the time I had to wait! Of course you stayed to finish the chapter?" I said, smiling.
He owned it, grinning, and we both laughed together.
"But if I had known it was you," he said, "I should have finished the chapter another time."
There was a short silence, during which I was observing the very peculiar32 physiognomy of this misshapen being—those long deep wrinkles that moated in his wide mouth, his small eyes with the crow's feet at the outer corners, that contorted nose, bulbous at its end, and especially that huge double-storied forehead of his. The whole figure reminded me not a little of the received pictures of Socrates, and while warming myself and listening to the crackling of the fire, I went off into contemplations on the very diversified33 fortunes of mankind.
"Here is this dwarf," I thought, "an ill-shaped, stunted34 caricature, banished35 into a corner of Nideck, and living just like the cricket that chirps36 beneath the hearthstone. Here is this little Knapwurst, who in the midst of excitement, grand hunts, gallant38 trains of horsemen coming and going, the barking of the hounds, the trampling39 of the horses, and the shouts of the hunters, is living quietly all alone, buried in his books, and thinking of nothing but the times long gone by, whilst joy or sorrow, songs or tears, fill the world around him, while spring and summer, autumn and winter, come and look in through his dim windows, by turns brightening, warming, and benumbing the face of nature outside. Whilst men in the outer world are subject to the gentle influences of love, or the sterner impulses of ambition or avarice40, hoping, coveting41, longing42, and desiring, he neither hopes, nor desires, nor covets43 anything. As long as he is smoking his pipe, with his eyes feasting on a musty parchment, he lives in the enjoyment44 of dreams, and he goes into raptures45 over things long, long ago gone by, or which have never existed at all; it is all one to him. 'Hertzog says so and so, somebody else tells the tale a different way,' and he is perfectly46 happy! His leathery face gets more and more deeply wrinkled, his broken angular back bends into sharper angles and corners, his pointed47 elbows dig beds for themselves in the oak table, his skinny fingers bury themselves in his cheeks, his piggish grey eyes get redder over manuscripts, Latin, Greek, or mediaeval. He falls into raptures, he smacks48 his lips, he licks his chops like a cat over a dainty dish, and then he throws himself upon that dirty litter, with his knees up to his chin, and he thinks he has had a delightful49 day! Oh, Providence50 of God, is a man's duty best done, are his responsibilities best discharged, at the top or at the bottom of the scale of human life?"
But the snow was melting away from my legs, the balmy warmth of the stove was shedding a pleasant influence over my feelings, and I felt myself reviving in this mixed atmosphere of tobacco-smoke and burning pine-wood.
Knapwurst gravely laid his pipe on the table, and reverently51 spreading his hand upon the folio, said in a voice that seemed to issue from the bottom of his consciousness; or, if you like it better, from the bottom of a twenty-gallon cask—
"Doctor Fritz, here is the law and the prophets!"
"How so? what do you mean?"
"Parchment—old parchment—that is what I love! These old yellow, rusty53, worm-eaten leaves are all that is left to us of the past, from the days of Charlemagne until this day. The oldest families disappear, the old parchments remain. Where would be the glory of the Hohenstauffens, the Leiningens, the Nidecks, and of so many other families of renown54? Where would be the fame of their titles, their deeds of arms, their magnificent armour55, their expeditions to the Holy Land, their alliances, their claims to remote antiquity56, their conquests once complete, now long ago annulled57? Where would be all those grand claims to historic fame without these parchments? Nowhere at all. Those high and mighty58 barons59, those great dukes and princes, would be as if they had never been—they and everything that related to them far and near. Their strong castles, their palaces, their fortresses60 fall and moulder61 away into masses of ruin, vague remembrancers! Of all that greatness one monument alone remains62—the chronicles, the songs of bards63 and minnesingers. Parchment alone remains!"
He sat silent for a moment, and then pursued his reflections.
"And in those distant times, while knights64 and squires65 rode out to war, and fought and conquered or fought and fell over the possession of a nook in a forest, or a title, or a smaller matter still, with what scorn and contempt did they not look down upon the wretched little scribbler, the man of mere66 letters and jargon67, half-clothed in untanned hides, his only weapon an inkhorn at his belt, his pennon the feather of a goosequill! How they laughed at him, calling him an atom or a flea68, good for nothing! 'He does nothing, he cannot even collect our taxes, or look after our estates, whilst we bold riders, armed to the teeth, sword in hand and lance on thigh69, we fight, and we are the finest fellows in the land!' So they said when they saw the poor devil dragging himself on foot after their horses' heels, shivering in winter and sweating in summer, rusting70 and decaying in old age. Well, what has happened? That flea, that vermin, has kept them in the memory of men longer than their castles stood, long after their arms and their armour had rusted71 in the ground. I love those old parchments. I respect and revere52 them. Like ivy72, they clothe the ruins and keep the ancient walls from crumbling73 into dust and perishing in oblivion!"
Having thus delivered himself, a solemn expression stole over his features, and his own eloquence74 made the tears of moved affection to steal down his furrowed75 cheeks.
The poor hunchback evidently loved those who had borne with and protected his unwarlike but clever ancestors. And after all he spoke76 truly, and there was profound good sense in his words.
I was surprised, and said, "Monsieur Knapwurst, do you know Latin?"
"Yes, sir," he answered, but without conceit77, "both Latin and Greek. I taught myself. Old grammars were quite enough; there were some old books of the count's, thrown by as rubbish; they fell into my hands, and I devoured78 them. A little while after the count, hearing me drop a Latin quotation79, was quite astonished, and said, 'When did you learn Latin, Knapwurst?' 'I taught myself, monseigneur.' He asked me a few questions, to which I gave pretty good answers. 'Parbleu!' he cried, 'Knapwurst knows more than I do; he shall keep my records.' So he gave me the keys of the archives; that was thirty years ago. Since that time I have read every word. Sometimes, when the count sees me mounted upon my ladder, he says, 'What are you doing now, Knapwurst?' 'I am reading the family archives, monseigneur.' 'Aha! is that what you enjoy?' 'Yes, very much.' 'Come, come, I am glad to hear it, Knapwurst; but for you, who would know anything about the glory of the house of Nideck?' And off he goes laughing. I do just as I please."
"So he is a very good master, is he?"
"Oh, Doctor Fritz, he is the kindest-hearted master! he is so frank and so pleasant!" cried the dwarf, with hands clasped. "He has but one fault."
"And what may that be?"
"He has no ambition."
"How do you prove that?"
"Why, he might have been anything he pleased. Think of a Nideck, one of the very noblest families in Germany! He had but to ask to be made a minister or a field-marshal. Well! he desired nothing of the sort. When he was no longer a young man he retired80 from political life. Except that he was in the campaign in France at the head of a regiment81 he raised at his own expense, he has always lived far away from noise and battle; plain and simple, and almost unknown, he seemed to think of nothing but his hunting."
These details were deeply interesting to me. The conversation was of its own accord taking just the turn I wished it to take, and I resolved to get my advantage out of it.
"So the count has never had any exciting deeds in hand?"
"None, Doctor Fritz, none whatever; and that is the pity. A noble excitement is the glory of great families. It is a misfortune for a noble race when a member of it is devoid82 of ambition; he allows his family to sink below its level. I could give you many examples. That which would be very fortunate in a trader's family is the greatest misfortune in a nobleman's."
I was astonished; for all my theories upon the count's past life were falling to the earth.
"Still, Monsieur Knapwurst, the lord of Nideck has had great sorrows, had he not?"
"Such as what?"
"The loss of his wife."
"Yes, you are right there; his wife was an angel; he married her for love. She was a Zaân, one of the oldest and best nobility of Alsace, but a family ruined by the Revolution. The Countess Odile was the delight of her husband. She died of a decline which carried her off after five years' illness. Every plan was tried to save her life. They travelled in Italy together but she returned worse than she went, and died a few weeks after their return. The count was almost broken-hearted, and for two years he shut himself up and would see no one. He neglected his hounds and his horses. Time at last calmed his grief, but there is always a remainder of grief," said the hunchback, pointing with his finger to his heart; "you understand very well, there is still a bleeding wound. Old wounds you know, make themselves felt in change of weather—and old sorrows too—in spring when the flowers bloom again, and in autumn when the dead leaves cover the soil. But the count would not marry again; all his love is given to his daughter."
"So the marriage was a happy one throughout?"
I said no more. It was plain that the count had not committed, and could not have committed, a crime. I was obliged to yield to evidence. But, then, what was the meaning of that scene at night, that strange connection with the Black Pest, that fearful acting84, that remorse85 in a dream, which impelled86 the guilty to betray their past atrocities87?
I lost myself in vain conjectures88.
Knapwurst relighted his pipe, and handed me one, which I accepted.
By that time the icy numbness which had laid hold of me had nearly passed away, and I was enjoying that pleasant sense of relief which follows great fatigue89 when by the chimney-corner in a comfortable easy-chair, veiled in wreaths of tobacco-smoke, you yield to the luxury of repose90, and listen idly to the duet between the chirping91 of a cricket on the hearth37 and the hissing92 of the burning log.
So we sat for a quarter of an hour.
At last I ventured to remark—
"But sometimes the count gets angry with his daughter?"
"I know, I know!"
I watched him narrowly, thinking I might learn something now in support of my theory, but he simply added ironically—
"No doubt; but still it is a fact, is it not?"
"Oh yes, so it is; but after all it is only a craze, an effect of his complaint. As soon as the crisis is past all his love for mademoiselle comes back. I assure you, sir, that a lover of twenty could not be more devoted96, more affectionate, than he is. That young girl is his pride and his joy. A dozen times have I seen him riding away to get a dress, or flowers, or what not, for her. He went off alone, and brought back the articles in triumph, blowing his horn. He would have entrusted97 so delicate a commission to no one, not even to Sperver, whom he is so fond of. Mademoiselle never dares express a wish in his hearing lest he should start off and fulfil it at once. The lord of Nideck is the worthiest98 master, the tenderest father, and the kindest and most upright of men. Those poachers who are for ever infesting99 our woods, the old Count Ludwig would have strung them up without mercy; our count winks100 at them; he even turns them into gamekeepers. Look at Sperver! why, if Count Ludwig was alive, Sperver's bones would long ago have been rattling101 in chains; instead of which he is head huntsman at the castle."
All my theories were now in a state of disorganisation. I laid my head between my hands and thought a long while.
Knapwurst, supposing that I was asleep, had turned to his folio again.
The grey dawn was now peeping in, and the lamp turning pale. Indistinct voices were audible in the castle.
Suddenly there was a noise of hurried steps outside. I saw some one pass before the window, the door opened abruptly, and Gideon appeared at the threshold.
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