TOWARDS THE BEGINNING of the year 1838, two young men belonging to the first society of Paris, the Vicomte Albert de Morcerf and the Baron1 Franz d'Epinay, were at Florence. They had agreed to see the Carnival2 at Rome that year, and that Franz, who for the last three or four years had inhabited Italy, should act as cicerone to Albert.
As it is no inconsiderable affair to spend the Carnival at Rome, especially when you have no great desire to sleep on the Piazza3 del Popolo, or the Campo Vaccino, they wrote to Signor Pastrini, the proprietor4 of the H?tel de Londres, Piazza di Spagna, to reserve comfortable apartments for them. Signor Pastrini replied that he had only two rooms and a parlor5 on the third floor, which he offered at the low charge of a louis per diem. They accepted his offer; but wishing to make the best use of the time that was left, Albert started for Naples. As for Franz, he remained at Florence, and after having passed a few days in exploring the paradise of the Cascine, and spending two or three evenings at the houses of the Florentine nobility, he took a fancy into his head (having already visited Corsica, the cradle of Bonaparte) to visit Elba, the waiting-place of Napoleon.
One evening he cast off the painter of a sailboat from the iron ring that secured it to the dock at Leghorn, wrapped himself in his coat and lay down, and said to the crew,--"To the Island of Elba!" The boat shot out of the harbor like a bird and the next morning Franz disembarked at Porto-Ferrajo. He traversed the island, after having followed the traces which the footsteps of the giant have left, and re-embarked for Marciana. Two hours after he again landed at Pianosa, where he was assured that red partridges abounded6. The sport was bad; Franz only succeeded in killing7 a few partridges, and, like every unsuccessful sportsman, he returned to the boat very much out of temper. "Ah, if your excellency chose," said the captain, "you might have capital sport."
"Where?"
"Do you see that island?" continued the captain, pointing to a conical pile rising from the indigo8 sea.
"Well, what is this island?"
"The Island of Monte Cristo."
"But I have no permission to shoot over this island."
"Your excellency does not require a permit, for the island is uninhabited."
"Ah, indeed!" said the young man. "A desert island in the midst of the Mediterranean9 must be a curiosity."
"It is very natural; this island is a mass of rocks, and does not contain an acre of land capable of cultivation10."
"To whom does this island belong?"
"To Tuscany."
"What game shall I find there!"
"Thousands of wild goats."
"Who live upon the stones, I suppose," said Franz with an incredulous smile.
"No, but by browsing11 the shrubs12 and trees that grow out of the crevices13 of the rocks."
"Where can I sleep?"
"On shore in the grottos14, or on board in your cloak; besides, if your excellency pleases, we can leave as soon as you like--we can sail as well by night as by day, and if the wind drops we can use our oars17."
As Franz had sufficient time, and his apartments at Rome were not yet available, he accepted the proposition. Upon his answer in the affirmative, the sailors exchanged a few words together in a low tone. "Well," asked he, "what now? Is there any difficulty in the way?"
"No." replied the captain, "but we must warn your excellency that the island is an infected port."
"What do you mean?"
"Monte Cristo although uninhabited, yet serves occasionally as a refuge for the smugglers and pirates who come from Corsica, Sardinia, and Africa, and if it becomes known that we have been there, we shall have to perform quarantine for six days on our return to Leghorn."
"The deuce! That puts a different face on the matter. Six days! Why, that's as long as the Almighty19 took to make the world! Too long a wait--too long."
"But who will say your excellency has been to Monte Cristo?"
"Oh, I shall not," cried Franz.
"Nor I, nor I," chorused the sailors.
"Then steer20 for Monte Cristo."
The captain gave his orders, the helm was put up, and the boat was soon sailing in the direction of the island. Franz waited until all was in order, and when the sail was filled, and the four sailors had taken their places--three forward, and one at the helm--he resumed the conversation. "Gaetano," said he to the captain, "you tell me Monte Cristo serves as a refuge for pirates, who are, it seems to me, a very different kind of game from the goats."
"Yes, your excellency, and it is true."
"I knew there were smugglers, but I thought that since the capture of Algiers, and the destruction of the regency, pirates existed only in the romances of Cooper and Captain Marryat."
"Your excellency is mistaken; there are pirates, like the bandits who were believed to have been exterminated21 by Pope Leo XII., and who yet, every day, rob travellers at the gates of Rome. Has not your excellency heard that the French chargé d'affaires was robbed six months ago within five hundred paces of Velletri?"
"Oh, yes, I heard that."
"Well, then, if, like us, your excellency lived at Leghorn, you would hear, from time to time, that a little merchant vessel22, or an English yacht that was expected at Bastia, at Porto-Ferrajo, or at Civita Vecchia, has not arrived; no one knows what has become of it, but, doubtless, it has struck on a rock and foundered23. Now this rock it has met has been a long and narrow boat, manned by six or eight men, who have surprised and plundered24 it, some dark and stormy night, near some desert and gloomy island, as bandits plunder25 a carriage in the recesses27 of a forest."
"But," asked Franz, who lay wrapped in his cloak at the bottom of the boat, "why do not those who have been plundered complain to the French, Sardinian, or Tuscan governments?"
"Why?" said Gaetano with a smile.
"Yes, why?"
"Because, in the first place, they transfer from the vessel to their own boat whatever they think worth taking, then they bind28 the crew hand and foot, they attach to every one's neck a four and twenty pound ball, a large hole is chopped in the vessel's bottom, and then they leave her. At the end of ten minutes the vessel begins to roll heavily and settle down. First one gun'l goes under, then the other. Then they lift and sink again, and both go under at once. All at once there's a noise like a cannon29--that's the air blowing up the deck. Soon the water rushes out of the scupper-holes like a whale spouting30, the vessel gives a last groan31, spins round and round, and disappears, forming a vast whirlpool in the ocean, and then all is over, so that in five minutes nothing but the eye of God can see the vessel where she lies at the bottom of the sea. Do you understand now," said the captain, "why no complaints are made to the government, and why the vessel never reaches port?"
It is probable that if Gaetano had related this previous to proposing the expedition, Franz would have hesitated, but now that they had started, he thought it would be cowardly to draw back. He was one of those men who do not rashly court danger, but if danger presents itself, combat it with the most unalterable coolness. Calm and resolute32, he treated any peril33 as he would an adversary34 in a duel,--calculated its probable method of approach; retreated, if at all, as a point of strategy and not from cowardice35; was quick to see an opening for attack, and won victory at a single thrust. "Bah!" said he, "I have travelled through Sicily and Calabria--I have sailed two months in the Archipelago, and yet I never saw even the shadow of a bandit or a pirate."
"I did not tell your excellency this to deter37 you from your project," replied Gaetano, "but you questioned me, and I have answered; that's all."
"Yes, and your conversation is most interesting; and as I wish to enjoy it as long as possible, steer for Monte Cristo."
The wind blew strongly, the boat made six or seven knots an hour, and they were rapidly reaching the end of their voyage. As they drew near the island seemed to lift from the sea, and the air was so clear that they could already distinguish the rocks heaped on one another, like cannon balls in an arsenal38, with green bushes and trees growing in the crevices. As for the sailors, although they appeared perfectly39 tranquil40 yet it was evident that they were on the alert, and that they carefully watched the glassy surface over which they were sailing, and on which a few fishing-boats, with their white sails, were alone visible. They were within fifteen miles of Monte Cristo when the sun began to set behind Corsica, whose mountains appeared against the sky, showing their rugged41 peaks in bold relief; this mass of rock, like the giant Adamastor, rose dead ahead, a formidable barrier, and intercepting42 the light that gilded43 its massive peaks so that the voyagers were in shadow. Little by little the shadow rose higher and seemed to drive before it the last rays of the expiring day; at last the reflection rested on the summit of the mountain, where it paused an instant, like the fiery44 crest45 of a volcano, then gloom gradually covered the summit as it had covered the base, and the island now only appeared to be a gray mountain that grew continually darker; half an hour after, the night was quite dark.
Fortunately, the mariners46 were used to these latitudes47, and knew every rock in the Tuscan Archipelago; for in the midst of this obscurity Franz was not without uneasiness--Corsica had long since disappeared, and Monte Cristo itself was invisible; but the sailors seemed, like the lynx, to see in the dark, and the pilot who steered48 did not evince the slightest hesitation49. An hour had passed since the sun had set, when Franz fancied he saw, at a quarter of a mile to the left, a dark mass, but he could not precisely50 make out what it was, and fearing to excite the mirth of the sailors by mistaking a floating cloud for land, he remained silent; suddenly a great light appeared on the strand51; land might resemble a cloud, but the fire was not a meteor. "What is this light?" asked he.
"Hush52!" said the captain; "it is a fire."
"But you told me the island was uninhabited?"
"l said there were no fixed53 habitations on it, but I said also that it served sometimes as a harbor for smugglers." "And for pirates?"
"And for pirates," returned Gaetano, repeating Franz's words. "It is for that reason I have given orders to pass the island, for, as you see, the fire is behind us."
"But this fire?" continued Franz. "It seems to me rather reassuring54 than otherwise; men who did not wish to be seen would not light a fire."
"Oh, that goes for nothing," said Gaetano. "If you can guess the position of the island in the darkness, you will see that the fire cannot be seen from the side or from Pianosa, but only from the sea."
"You think, then, this fire indicates the presence of unpleasant neighbors?"
"That is what we must find out," returned Gaetano, fixing his eyes on this terrestrial star.
"How can you find out?"
"You shall see." Gaetano consulted with his companions, and after five minutes' discussion a manoeuvre55 was executed which caused the vessel to tack36 about, they returned the way they had come, and in a few minutes the fire disappeared, hidden by an elevation56 of the land. The pilot again changed the course of the boat, which rapidly approached the island, and was soon within fifty paces of it. Gaetano lowered the sail, and the boat came to rest. All this was done in silence, and from the moment that their course was changed not a word was spoken.
Gaetano, who had proposed the expedition, had taken all the responsibility on himself; the four sailors fixed their eyes on him, while they got out their oars and held themselves in readiness to row away, which, thanks to the darkness, would not be difficult. As for Franz, he examined his arms with the utmost coolness; he had two double-barrelled guns and a rifle; he loaded them, looked at the priming, and waited quietly. During this time the captain had thrown off his vest and shirt, and secured his trousers round his waist; his feet were naked, so he had no shoes and stockings to take off; after these preparations he placed his finger on his lips, and lowering himself noiselessly into the sea, swam towards the shore with such precaution that it was impossible to hear the slightest sound; he could only be traced by the phosphorescent line in his wake. This track soon disappeared; it was evident that he had touched the shore. Every one on board remained motionless for half an hour, when the same luminous57 track was again observed, and the swimmer was soon on board. "Well?" exclaimed Franz and the sailors in unison58.
"They are Spanish smugglers," said he; "they have with them two Corsican bandits."
"And what are these Corsican bandits doing here with Spanish smugglers?"
"Alas59," returned the captain with an accent of the most profound pity, "we ought always to help one another. Very often the bandits are hard pressed by gendarmes60 or carbineers; well, they see a vessel, and good fellows like us on board, they come and demand hospitality of us; you can't refuse help to a poor hunted devil; we receive them, and for greater security we stand out to sea. This costs us nothing, and saves the life, or at least the liberty, of a fellow-creature, who on the first occasion returns the service by pointing out some safe spot where we can land our goods without interruption."
"Ah!" said Franz, "then you are a smuggler18 occasionally, Gaetano?"
"Your excellency, we must live somehow," returned the other, smiling impenetrably.
"Then you know the men who are now on Monte Cristo?"
"Oh, yes, we sailors are like freemasons, and recognize each other by signs."
"And do you think we have nothing to fear if we land?"
"Nothing at all; smugglers are not thieves."
"But these two Corsican bandits?" said Franz, calculating the chances of peril.
"It is not their fault that they are bandits, but that of the authorities."
"How so?"
"Because they are pursued for having made a stiff, as if it was not in a Corsican's nature to revenge himself."
"What do you mean by having made a stiff?--having assassinated62 a man?" said Franz, continuing his investigation63.
"I mean that they have killed an enemy, which is a very different thing," returned the captain.
"Well," said the young man, "let us demand hospitality of these smugglers and bandits. Do you think they will grant it?"
"Without doubt."
"How many are they?"
"Four, and the two bandits make six."
"Just our number, so that if they prove troublesome, we shall be able to hold them in check; so, for the last time, steer to Monte Cristo."
"Yes, but your excellency will permit us to take all due precautions."
"By all means, be as wise as Nestor and as prudent64 as Ulysses; I do more than permit, I exhort65 you."
"Silence, then!" said Gaetano.
Every one obeyed. For a man who, like Franz, viewed his position in its true light, it was a grave one. He was alone in the darkness with sailors whom he did not know, and who had no reason to be devoted66 to him; who knew that he had several thousand francs in his belt, and who had often examined his weapons,--which were very beautiful,--if not with envy, at least with curiosity. On the other hand, he was about to land, without any other escort than these men, on an island which had, indeed, a very religious name, but which did not seem to Franz likely to afford him much hospitality, thanks to the smugglers and bandits. The history of the scuttled67 vessels68, which had appeared improbable during the day, seemed very probable at night; placed as he was between two possible sources of danger, he kept his eye on the crew, and his gun in his hand. The sailors had again hoisted69 sail, and the vessel was once more cleaving70 the waves. Through the darkness Franz, whose eyes were now more accustomed to it, could see the looming71 shore along which the boat was sailing, and then, as they rounded a rocky point, he saw the fire more brilliant than ever, and about it five or six persons seated. The blaze illumined the sea for a hundred paces around. Gaetano skirted the light, carefully keeping the boat in the shadow; then, when they were opposite the fire, he steered to the centre of the circle, singing a fishing song, of which his companions sung the chorus. At the first words of the song the men seated round the fire arose and approached the landing-place, their eyes fixed on the boat, evidently seeking to know who the new-comers were and what were their intentions. They soon appeared satisfied and returned (with the exception of one, who remained at the shore) to their fire, at which the carcass of a goat was roasting. When the boat was within twenty paces of the shore, the man on the beach, who carried a carbine, presented arms after the manner of a sentinel, and cried, "Who comes there?" in Sardinian. Franz coolly cocked both barrels. Gaetano then exchanged a few words with this man which the traveller did not understand, but which evidently concerned him. "Will your excellency give your name, or remain incognito72?" asked the captain.
"My name must rest unknown,--merely say I am a Frenchman travelling for pleasure." As soon as Gaetano had transmitted this answer, the sentinel gave an order to one of the men seated round the fire, who rose and disappeared among the rocks. Not a word was spoken, every one seemed occupied, Franz with his disembarkment, the sailors with their sails, the smugglers with their goat; but in the midst of all this carelessness it was evident that they mutually observed each other. The man who had disappeared returned suddenly on the opposite side to that by which he had left; he made a sign with his head to the sentinel, who, turning to the boat, said, "S'accommodi." The Italian s'accommodi is untranslatable; it means at once, "Come, enter, you are welcome; make yourself at home; you are the master." It is like that Turkish phrase of Molière's that so astonished the bourgeois73 gentleman by the number of things implied in its utterance74. The sailors did not wait for a second invitation; four strokes of the oar16 brought them to land; Gaetano sprang to shore, exchanged a few words with the sentinel, then his comrades disembarked, and lastly came Franz. One of his guns was swung over his shoulder, Gaetano had the other, and a sailor held his rifle; his dress, half artist, half dandy, did not excite any suspicion, and, consequently, no disquietude. The boat was moored75 to the shore, and they advanced a few paces to find a comfortable bivouac; but, doubtless, the spot they chose did not suit the smuggler who filled the post of sentinel, for he cried out, "Not that way, if you please."
Gaetano faltered76 an excuse, and advanced to the opposite side, while two sailors kindled77 torches at the fire to light them on their way. They advanced about thirty paces, and then stopped at a small esplanade surrounded with rocks, in which seats had been cut, not unlike sentry-boxes. Around in the crevices of the rocks grew a few dwarf78 oaks and thick bushes of myrtles. Franz lowered a torch, and saw by the mass of cinders79 that had accumulated that he was not the first to discover this retreat, which was, doubtless, one of the halting-places of the wandering visitors of Monte Cristo. As for his suspicions, once on terra firma, once that he had seen the indifferent, if not friendly, appearance of his hosts, his anxiety had quite disappeared, or rather, at sight of the goat, had turned to appetite. He mentioned this to Gaetano, who replied that nothing could be more easy than to prepare a supper when they had in their boat, bread, wine, half a dozen partridges, and a good fire to roast them by. "Besides," added he, "if the smell of their roast meat tempts80 you, I will go and offer them two of our birds for a slice."
"You are a born diplomat," returned Franz; "go and try."
Meanwhile the sailors had collected dried sticks and branches with which they made a fire. Franz waited impatiently, inhaling81 the aroma82 of the roasted meat, when the captain returned with a mysterious air.
"Well," said Franz, "anything new?--do they refuse?"
"On the contrary," returned Gaetano, "the chief, who was told you were a young Frenchman, invites you to sup with him."
"Well," observed Franz, "this chief is very polite, and I see no objection--the more so as I bring my share of the supper."
"Oh, it is not that; he has plenty, and to spare, for supper; but he makes one condition, and rather a peculiar83 one, before he will receive you at his house."
"His house? Has he built one here, then?"
"No; but he has a very comfortable one all the same, so they say."
"You know this chief, then?"
"I have heard talk of him."
"Favorably or otherwise?"
"Both."
"The deuce!--and what is this condition?"
"That you are blindfolded84, and do not take off the bandage until he himself bids you." Franz looked at Gaetano, to see, if possible, what he thought of this proposal. "Ah," replied he, guessing Franz's thought, "I know this is a serious matter."
"What should you do in my place?"
"I, who have nothing to lose,--I should go."
"You would accept?"
"Yes, were it only out of curiosity."
"There is something very peculiar about this chief, then?"
"Listen," said Gaetano, lowering his voice, "I do not know if what they say is true"--he stopped to see if any one was near.
"What do they say?"
"That this chief inhabits a cavern85 to which the Pitti Palace is nothing."
"What nonsense!" said Franz, reseating himself.
"It is no nonsense; it is quite true. Cama, the pilot of the Saint Ferdinand, went in once, and he came back amazed, vowing86 that such treasures were only to be heard of in fairy tales."
"Do you know," observed Franz, "that with such stories you make me think of Ali Baba's enchanted88 cavern?"
"I tell you what I have been told."
"Then you advise me to accept?"
"Oh, I don't say that; your excellency will do as you please; I should be sorry to advise you in the matter." Franz pondered the matter for a few moments, concluded that a man so rich could not have any intention of plundering89 him of what little he had, and seeing only the prospect90 of a good supper, accepted. Gaetano departed with the reply. Franz was prudent, and wished to learn all he possibly could concerning his host. He turned towards the sailor, who, during this dialogue, had sat gravely plucking the partridges with the air of a man proud of his office, and asked him how these men had landed, as no vessel of any kind was visible.
"Never mind that," returned the sailor, "I know their vessel."
"Is it a very beautiful vessel?"
"I would not wish for a better to sail round the world."
"Of what burden is she?"
"About a hundred tons; but she is built to stand any weather. She is what the English call a yacht."
"Where was she built?"
"I know not; but my own opinion is she is a Genoese."
"And how did a leader of smugglers," continued Franz, "venture to build a vessel designed for such a purpose at Genoa?"
"I did not say that the owner was a smuggler," replied the sailor.
"No; but Gaetano did, I thought."
"Gaetano had only seen the vessel from a distance, he had not then spoken to any one."
"And if this person be not a smuggler, who is he?"
"A wealthy signor, who travels for his pleasure."
"Come," thought Franz, "he is still more mysterious, since the two accounts do not agree."
"What is his name?"
"If you ask him he says Sinbad the Sailor; but I doubt if it be his real name."
"Sinbad the Sailor?"
"Yes."
"And where does he reside?"
"On the sea."
"What country does he come from?"
"I do not know."
"Have you ever seen him?"
"Sometimes."
"What sort of a man is he?"
"Your excellency will judge for yourself."
"Where will he receive me?"
"No doubt in the subterranean91 palace Gaetano told you of."
"Have you never had the curiosity, when you have landed and found this island deserted92, to seek for this enchanted palace?"
"Oh, yes, more than once, but always in vain; we examined the grotto15 all over, but we never could find the slightest trace of any opening; they say that the door is not opened by a key, but a magic word."
"Decidedly," muttered Franz, "this is an Arabian Nights' adventure."
"His excellency waits for you," said a voice, which he recognized as that of the sentinel. He was accompanied by two of the yacht's crew. Franz drew his handkerchief from his pocket, and presented it to the man who had spoken to him. Without uttering a word, they bandaged his eyes with a care that showed their apprehensions93 of his committing some indiscretion. Afterwards he was made to promise that he would not make the least attempt to raise the bandage. He promised. Then his two guides took his arms, and he went on, guided by them, and preceded by the sentinel. After going about thirty paces, he smelt94 the appetizing odor of the kid that was roasting, and knew thus that he was passing the bivouac; they then led him on about fifty paces farther, evidently advancing towards that part of the shore where they would not allow Gaetano to go--a refusal he could now comprehend. Presently, by a change in the atmosphere, he knew that they were entering a cave; after going on for a few seconds more he heard a crackling, and it seemed to him as though the atmosphere again changed, and became balmy and perfumed. At length his feet touched on a thick and soft carpet, and his guides let go their hold of him. There was a moment's silence, and then a voice, in excellent French, although, with a foreign accent, said, "Welcome, sir. I beg you will remove your bandage." It may be supposed, then, Franz did not wait for a repetition of this permission, but took off the handkerchief, and found himself in the presence of a man from thirty-eight to forty years of age, dressed in a Tunisian costume--that is to say, a red cap with a long blue silk tassel97, a vest of black cloth embroidered98 with gold, pantaloons of deep red, large and full gaiters of the same color, embroidered with gold like the vest, and yellow slippers99; he had a splendid cashmere round his waist, and a small sharp and crooked100 cangiar was passed through his girdle. Although of a paleness that was almost livid, this man had a remarkably101 handsome face; his eyes were penetrating102 and sparkling; his nose, quite straight, and projecting direct from the brow, was of the pure Greek type, while his teeth, as white as pearls, were set off to admiration103 by the black mustache that encircled them.
His pallor was so peculiar, that it seemed to pertain104 to one who had been long entombed, and who was incapable105 of resuming the healthy glow and hue106 of life. He was not particularly tall, but extremely well made, and, like the men of the south, had small hands and feet. But what astonished Franz, who had treated Gaetano's description as a fable107, was the splendor108 of the apartment in which he found himself. The entire chamber109 was lined with crimson111 brocade, worked with flowers of gold. In a recess26 was a kind of divan112, surmounted113 with a stand of Arabian swords in silver scabbards, and the handles resplendent with gems114; from the ceiling hung a lamp of Venetian glass, of beautiful shape and color, while the feet rested on a Turkey carpet, in which they sunk to the instep; tapestry115 hung before the door by which Franz had entered, and also in front of another door, leading into a second apartment which seemed to be brilliantly illuminated116. The host gave Franz time to recover from his surprise, and, moreover, returned look for look, not even taking his eyes off him. "Sir," he said, after a pause, "a thousand excuses for the precaution taken in your introduction hither; but as, during the greater portion of the year, this island is deserted, if the secret of this abode117 were discovered. I should doubtless, find on my return my temporary retirement118 in a state of great disorder119, which would be exceedingly annoying, not for the loss it occasioned me, but because I should not have the certainty I now possess of separating myself from all the rest of mankind at pleasure. Let me now endeavor to make you forget this temporary unpleasantness, and offer you what no doubt you did not expect to find here--that is to say, a tolerable supper and pretty comfortable beds."
"Ma foi, my dear sir," replied Franz, "make no apologies. I have always observed that they bandage people's eyes who penetrate120 enchanted palaces, for instance, those of Raoul in the Huguenots, and really I have nothing to complain of, for what I see makes me think of the wonders of the Arabian Nights."
"Alas, I may say with Lucullus, if I could have anticipated the honor of your visit, I would have prepared for it. But such as is my hermitage, it is at your disposal; such as is my supper, it is yours to share, if you will. Ali, is the supper ready?"
At this moment the tapestry moved aside, and a Nubian, black as ebony, and dressed in a plain white tunic121, made a sign to his master that all was prepared in the dining-room.
"Now," said the unknown to Franz, "I do not know if you are of my opinion, but I think nothing is more annoying than to remain two or three hours together without knowing by name or appellation122 how to address one another. Pray observe, that I too much respect the laws of hospitality to ask your name or title. I only request you to give me one by which I may have the pleasure of addressing you. As for myself, that I may put you at your ease, I tell you that I am generally called 'Sinbad the Sailor.'"
"And I," replied Franz, "will tell you, as I only require his wonderful lamp to make me precisely like Aladdin, that I see no reason why at this moment I should not be called Aladdin. That will keep us from going away from the East whither I am tempted123 to think I have been conveyed by some good genius."
"Well, then, Signor Aladdin," replied the singular amphitryon, "you heard our repast announced, will you now take the trouble to enter the dining-room, your humble124 servant going first to show the way?"
At these words, moving aside the tapestry, Sinbad preceded his guest. Franz now looked upon another scene of enchantment125; the table was splendidly covered, and once convinced of this important point he cast his eyes around him. The dining-room was scarcely less striking than the room he had just left; it was entirely126 of marble, with antique bas-reliefs of priceless value; and at the four corners of this apartment, which was oblong, were four magnificent statues, having baskets in their hands. These baskets contained four pyramids of most splendid fruit; there were Sicily pine-apples, pomegranates from Malaga, oranges from the Balearic Isles127, peaches from France, and dates from Tunis.
The supper consisted of a roast pheasant garnished128 with Corsican blackbirds; a boar's ham with jelly, a quarter of a kid with tartar sauce, a glorious turbot, and a gigantic lobster129. Between these large dishes were smaller ones containing various dainties. The dishes were of silver, and the plates of Japanese china.
Franz rubbed his eyes in order to assure himself that this was not a dream. Ali alone was present to wait at table, and acquitted130 himself so admirably, that the guest complimented his host thereupon. "Yes," replied he, while he did the honors of the supper with much ease and grace--"yes, he is a poor devil who is much devoted to me, and does all he can to prove it. He remembers that I saved his life, and as he has a regard for his head, he feels some gratitude131 towards me for having kept it on his shoulders." Ali approached his master, took his hand, and kissed it.
"Would it be impertinent, Signor Sinbad," said Franz, "to ask you the particulars of this kindness?"
"Oh, they are simple enough," replied the host. "It seems the fellow had been caught wandering nearer to the harem of the Bey of Tunis than etiquette132 permits to one of his color, and he was condemned133 by the bey to have his tongue cut out, and his hand and head cut off; the tongue the first day, the hand the second, and the head the third. I always had a desire to have a mute in my service, so learning the day his tongue was cut out, I went to the bey, and proposed to give him for Ali a splendid double-barreled gun which I knew he was very desirous of having. He hesitated a moment, he was so very desirous to complete the poor devil's punishment. But when I added to the gun an English cutlass with which I had shivered his highness's yataghan to pieces, the bey yielded, and agreed to forgive the hand and head, but on condition that the poor fellow never again set foot in Tunis. This was a useless clause in the bargain, for whenever the coward sees the first glimpse of the shores of Africa, he runs down below, and can only be induced to appear again when we are out of sight of that quarter of the globe."
Franz remained a moment silent and pensive134, hardly knowing what to think of the half-kindness, half-cruelty, with which his host related the brief narrative135. "And like the celebrated136 sailor whose name you have assumed," he said, by way of changing the conversation, "you pass your life in travelling?"
"Yes. I made a vow87 at a time when I little thought I should ever be able to accomplish it," said the unknown with a singular smile; "and I made some others also which I hope I may fulfil in due season." Although Sinbad pronounced these words with much calmness, his eyes gave forth137 gleams of extraordinary ferocity.
"You have suffered a great deal, sir?" said Franz inquiringly.
Sinbad started and looked fixedly138 at him, as he replied, "What makes you suppose so?"
"Everything," answered Franz,--"your voice, your look, your pallid139 complexion140, and even the life you lead."
"I?--I live the happiest life possible, the real life of a pasha. I am king of all creation. I am pleased with one place, and stay there; I get tired of it, and leave it; I am free as a bird and have wings like one; my attendants obey my slightest wish. Sometimes I amuse myself by delivering some bandit or criminal from the bonds of the law. Then I have my mode of dispensing141 justice, silent and sure, without respite142 or appeal, which condemns143 or pardons, and which no one sees. Ah, if you had tasted my life, you would not desire any other, and would never return to the world unless you had some great project to accomplish there."
"Revenge, for instance!" observed Franz.
The unknown fixed on the young man one of those looks which penetrate into the depth of the heart and thoughts. "And why revenge?" he asked.
"Because," replied Franz, "you seem to me like a man who, persecuted144 by society, has a fearful account to settle with it."
"Ah," responded Sinbad, laughing with his singular laugh which displayed his white and sharp teeth. "You have not guessed rightly. Such as you see me I am, a sort of philosopher, and one day perhaps I shall go to Paris to rival Monsieur Appert, and the little man in the blue cloak."
"And will that be the first time you ever took that journey?"
"Yes; it will. I must seem to you by no means curious, but I assure you that it is not my fault I have delayed it so long--it will happen one day or the other."
"And do you propose to make this journey very shortly?"
"I do not know; it depends on circumstances which depend on certain arrangements."
"I should like to be there at the time you come, and I will endeavor to repay you, as far as lies in my power, for your liberal hospitality displayed to me at Monte Cristo."
"I should avail myself of your offer with pleasure," replied the host, "but, unfortunately, if I go there, it will be, in all probability, incognito."
The supper appeared to have been supplied solely145 for Franz, for the unknown scarcely touched one or two dishes of the splendid banquet to which his guest did ample justice. Then Ali brought on the dessert, or rather took the baskets from the hands of the statues and placed them on the table. Between the two baskets he placed a small silver cup with a silver cover. The care with which Ali placed this cup on the table roused Franz's curiosity. He raised the cover and saw a kind of greenish paste, something like preserved angelica, but which was perfectly unknown to him. He replaced the lid, as ignorant of what the cup contained as he was before he had looked at it, and then casting his eyes towards his host he saw him smile at his disappointment. "You cannot guess," said he, "what there is in that small vase, can you?"
"No, I really cannot."
"Well, then, that green preserve is nothing less than the ambrosia146 which Hebe served at the table of Jupiter."
"But," replied Franz, "this ambrosia, no doubt, in passing through mortal hands has lost its heavenly appellation and assumed a human name; in vulgar phrase, what may you term this composition, for which, to tell the truth, I do not feel any particular desire?"
"Ah, thus it is that our material origin is revealed," cried Sinbad; "we frequently pass so near to happiness without seeing, without regarding it, or if we do see and regard it, yet without recognizing it. Are you a man for the substantials, and is gold your god? taste this, and the mines of Peru, Guzerat, and Golconda are opened to you. Are you a man of imagination--a poet? taste this, and the boundaries of possibility disappear; the fields of infinite space open to you, you advance free in heart, free in mind, into the boundless147 realms of unfettered revery. Are you ambitious, and do you seek after the greatnesses of the earth? taste this, and in an hour you will be a king, not a king of a petty kingdom hidden in some corner of Europe like France, Spain, or England, but king of the world, king of the universe, king of creation; without bowing at the feet of Satan, you will be king and master of all the kingdoms of the earth. Is it not tempting148 what I offer you, and is it not an easy thing, since it is only to do thus? look!" At these words he uncovered the small cup which contained the substance so lauded149, took a teaspoonful150 of the magic sweetmeat, raised it to his lips, and swallowed it slowly with his eyes half shut and his head bent151 backwards152. Franz did not disturb him whilst he absorbed his favorite sweetmeat, but when he had finished, he inquired,--"What, then, is this precious stuff?"
"Did you ever hear," he replied, "of the Old Man of the Mountain, who attempted to assassinate61 Philip Augustus?"
"Of course I have."
"Well, you know he reigned153 over a rich valley which was overhung by the mountain whence he derived154 his picturesque155 name. In this valley were magnificent gardens planted by Hassen-ben-Sabah, and in these gardens isolated156 pavilions. Into these pavilions he admitted the elect, and there, says Marco Polo, gave them to eat a certain herb, which transported them to Paradise, in the midst of ever-blooming shrubs, ever-ripe fruit, and ever-lovely virgins157. What these happy persons took for reality was but a dream; but it was a dream so soft, so voluptuous159, so enthralling160, that they sold themselves body and soul to him who gave it to them, and obedient to his orders as to those of a deity162, struck down the designated victim, died in torture without a murmur163, believing that the death they underwent was but a quick transition to that life of delights of which the holy herb, now before you had given them a slight foretaste."
"Then," cried Franz, "it is hashish! I know that--by name at least."
"That is it precisely, Signor Aladdin; it is hashish--the purest and most unadulterated hashish of Alexandria,--the hashish of Abou-Gor, the celebrated maker164, the only man, the man to whom there should be built a palace, inscribed165 with these words, 'A grateful world to the dealer166 in happiness.'"
"Do you know," said Franz, "I have a very great inclination167 to judge for myself of the truth or exaggeration of your eulogies168."
"Judge for yourself, Signor Aladdin--judge, but do not confine yourself to one trial. Like everything else, we must habituate the senses to a fresh impression, gentle or violent, sad or joyous169. There is a struggle in nature against this divine substance,--in nature which is not made for joy and clings to pain. Nature subdued170 must yield in the combat, the dream must succeed to reality, and then the dream reigns171 supreme172, then the dream becomes life, and life becomes the dream. But what changes occur! It is only by comparing the pains of actual being with the joys of the assumed existence, that you would desire to live no longer, but to dream thus forever. When you return to this mundane173 sphere from your visionary world, you would seem to leave a Neapolitan spring for a Lapland winter--to quit paradise for earth--heaven for hell! Taste the hashish, guest of mine--taste the hashish."
Franz's only reply was to take a teaspoonful of the marvellous preparation, about as much in quantity as his host had eaten, and lift it to his mouth.
"Diable!" he said, after having swallowed the divine preserve. "I do not know if the result will be as agreeable as you describe, but the thing does not appear to me as palatable174 as you say."
"Because your palate his not yet been attuned175 to the sublimity176 of the substances it flavors. Tell me, the first time you tasted oysters177, tea, porter, truffles, and sundry178 other dainties which you now adore, did you like them? Could you comprehend how the Romans stuffed their pheasants with assafoetida, and the Chinese eat swallows' nests? Eh? no! Well, it is the same with hashish; only eat for a week, and nothing in the world will seem to you to equal the delicacy179 of its flavor, which now appears to you flat and distasteful. Let us now go into the adjoining chamber, which is your apartment, and Ali will bring us coffee and pipes." They both arose, and while he who called himself Sinbad--and whom we have occasionally named so, that we might, like his guest, have some title by which to distinguish him--gave some orders to the servant, Franz entered still another apartment. It was simply yet richly furnished. It was round, and a large divan completely encircled it. Divan, walls, ceiling, floor, were all covered with magnificent skins as soft and downy as the richest carpets; there were heavy-maned lion-skins from Atlas180, striped tiger-skins from Bengal; panther-skins from the Cape181, spotted182 beautifully, like those that appeared to Dante; bear-skins from Siberia, fox-skins from Norway, and so on; and all these skins were strewn in profusion183 one on the other, so that it seemed like walking over the most mossy turf, or reclining on the most luxurious184 bed. Both laid themselves down on the divan; chibouques with jasmine tubes and amber110 mouthpieces were within reach, and all prepared so that there was no need to smoke the same pipe twice. Each of them took one, which Ali lighted and then retired185 to prepare the coffee. There was a moment's silence, during which Sinbad gave himself up to thoughts that seemed to occupy him incessantly186, even in the midst of his conversation; and Franz abandoned himself to that mute revery, into which we always sink when smoking excellent tobacco, which seems to remove with its fume95 all the troubles of the mind, and to give the smoker187 in exchange all the visions of the soul. Ali brought in the coffee.
"How do you take it?" inquired the unknown; "in the French or Turkish style, strong or weak, sugar or none, cool or boiling? As you please; it is ready in all ways."
"I will take it in the Turkish style," replied Franz.
"And you are right," said his host; "it shows you have a tendency for an Oriental life. Ah, those Orientals; they are the only men who know how to live. As for me," he added, with one of those singular smiles which did not escape the young man, "when I have completed my affairs in Paris, I shall go and die in the East; and should you wish to see me again, you must seek me at Cairo, Bagdad, or Ispahan."
"Ma foi!" said Franz, "it would be the easiest thing in the world; for I feel eagle's wings springing out at my shoulders, and with those wings I could make a tour of the world in four and twenty hours."
"Ah, yes, the hashish is beginning its work. Well, unfurl your wings, and fly into superhuman regions; fear nothing, there is a watch over you; and if your wings, like those of Icarus, melt before the sun, we are here to ease your fall." He then said something in Arabic to Ali, who made a sign of obedience188 and withdrew, but not to any distance. As to Franz a strange transformation189 had taken place in him. All the bodily fatigue190 of the day, all the preoccupation of mind which the events of the evening had brought on, disappeared as they do at the first approach of sleep, when we are still sufficiently191 conscious to be aware of the coming of slumber192. His body seemed to acquire an airy lightness, his perception brightened in a remarkable193 manner, his senses seemed to redouble their power, the horizon continued to expand; but it was not the gloomy horizon of vague alarms, and which he had seen before he slept, but a blue, transparent194, unbounded horizon, with all the blue of the ocean, all the spangles of the sun, all the perfumes of the summer breeze; then, in the midst of the songs of his sailors,--songs so clear and sonorous195, that they would have made a divine harmony had their notes been taken down,--he saw the Island of Monte Cristo, no longer as a threatening rock in the midst of the waves, but as an oasis196 in the desert; then, as his boat drew nearer, the songs became louder, for an enchanting197 and mysterious harmony rose to heaven, as if some Loreley had decreed to attract a soul thither198, or Amphion, the enchanter, intended there to build a city.
At length the boat touched the shore, but without effort, without shock, as lips touch lips; and he entered the grotto amidst continued strains of most delicious melody. He descended199, or rather seemed to descend200, several steps, inhaling the fresh and balmy air, like that which may be supposed to reign96 around the grotto of Circe, formed from such perfumes as set the mind a dreaming, and such fires as burn the very senses; and he saw again all he had seen before his sleep, from Sinbad, his singular host, to Ali, the mute attendant; then all seemed to fade away and become confused before his eyes, like the last shadows of the magic lantern before it is extinguished, and he was again in the chamber of statues, lighted only by one of those pale and antique lamps which watch in the dead of the night over the sleep of pleasure. They were the same statues, rich in form, in attraction. and poesy, with eyes of fascination201, smiles of love, and bright and flowing hair. They were Phryne, Cleopatra, Messalina, those three celebrated courtesans. Then among them glided202 like a pure ray, like a Christian203 angel in the midst of Olympus, one of those chaste204 figures, those calm shadows, those soft visions, which seemed to veil its virgin158 brow before these marble wantons. Then the three statues advanced towards him with looks of love, and approached the couch on which he was reposing205, their feet hidden in their long white tunics206, their throats bare, hair flowing like waves, and assuming attitudes which the gods could not resist, but which saints withstood, and looks inflexible207 and ardent208 like those with which the serpent charms the bird; and then he gave way before looks that held him in a torturing grasp and delighted his senses as with a voluptuous kiss. It seemed to Franz that he closed his eyes, and in a last look about him saw the vision of modesty209 completely veiled; and then followed a dream of passion like that promised by the Prophet to the elect. Lips of stone turned to flame, breasts of ice became like heated lava210, so that to Franz, yielding for the first time to the sway of the drug, love was a sorrow and voluptuousness211 a torture, as burning mouths were pressed to his thirsty lips, and he was held in cool serpent-like embraces. The more he strove against this unhallowed passion the more his senses yielded to its thrall161, and at length, weary of a struggle that taxed his very soul, he gave way and sank back breathless and exhausted212 beneath the kisses of these marble goddesses, and the enchantment of his marvellous dream.
一八三八年初,巴黎上流社会的两个青年,阿尔贝·马尔塞夫子爵和弗兰兹·伊皮奈男爵,到了佛罗伦萨。他们约定好了来观看那一年的罗马狂欢节,弗兰兹事先说定充当阿尔贝的向导,因为他最近这三四年来一直住在意大利。在罗马度狂欢节不是一件轻而易举的事,尤其是如果你不愿意在呸布尔广场或凡西诺广场上过夜。所以他们写信给爱斯巴广场伦敦旅馆的老板派里尼,吩咐为他们保留几个舒适的房间。派里尼老板回信说,他只有两间寝室和一间内房,在三楼上,租金很低廉,每天只要一个路易。他们接受了这个条件,但为了尽可能好好地利用空暇的时间,阿尔贝就动身到那不勒斯去游览。而弗兰兹则留在佛罗伦萨。在这儿过了几天以后,他去过那家叫卡西诺的俱乐部,并且在佛罗伦萨的几家贵族家里过了两三个夜晚,在他访问了波拿巴的摇篮科西嘉以后,他忽然想去访问一下拿破仑的监禁地厄尔巴岛。
一天傍晚,他解开一艘拴在里窝那港内铁环上的小船,跳到船上,用他的披风裹住身体,在船里躺下,对船员们说:“开到厄尔巴岛去!”小船就飞也似的驶出了港口,第二天早晨,弗兰兹便在费拉约港弃舟登岸。在沿着那位巨人所留下的足迹走过一遍以后,他又在岛上游览了一番,然后重新上船,向马西亚纳驶去。两小时以后,他在皮亚诺扎上岸,他曾听人煞有介事地说过,那儿到处都是红色的鹧鸪。但打猎的成绩却不佳,他只打下来几只鹧鸪,于是他如同每一个失败的猎人一样,回到船上就大发脾气。
“啊,如果大人愿意,”船长说,“您可以找到一个绝对好的地方打猎。”
“在哪儿?”
“您看见那个岛了吗?”船长指着耸立在蔚蓝色的海面上一片圆锥形状的岛屿说。
“嗯,这是什么岛?”
“基督山岛。”
“可是我没有在这个岛上打猎的许可证呀。”
“大人不必要许可证,因为那个岛上没人居住。”
“啊,真的!”青年说,“地中海上竟有一个荒岛,真是一件怪事。”
“这是很自然,小岛上是一大堆岩石,岛上没有一亩可耕的土地。”
“这个岛归属哪个国家?”
“属于托斯卡纳。”
“那儿可以打到什么?”
“数不尽的野山羊。”
“我想它们大概是靠舔石头过日子吧。”弗兰兹怀疑地笑了笑说。
“不,石缝里可以长出小树,它们可以啃嫩叶吃。”
“我睡在哪儿呢?”
“岸上的岩洞,或者裹上披风睡在船上,而且,要是大人高兴的话,我们可以打完猎以后马上就走。我们夜里白天都一样能航行,如果风停了,我们可以用桨。”
弗兰兹觉得和他同伴会聚的日子还早,而且在罗马的寓所也没什么别的麻烦,所以他就接受了这个建议。一听说他同意了,水手们就互相低语了几句。“喂,”他问道,“怎么?还有什么困难吗?”
“不?”船长答道。“但我们得告诉大人知道,那个岛很不安全。”
“这是什么意思?”
“就是,基督山虽然没有人在上面住,但偶尔也被走私贩子和海盗用作避难所,他们都是从科西嘉、撒丁,或是非洲来的。假如有人告我们曾到过那儿,那么我们回到里窝那的时候,就得上检疫所扣留六天。”
“见鬼!那就得好好考虑考虑了!六天正好是上帝创世用的时间。伙计们,这个时间是不是太长了一点。”
“但谁会去报告大人到过基督山呢?”
“噢,我肯定不会。”弗兰兹喊道。
“我也不,我也不!”水手们同声说。
“那么就转舵向基督山。”
船长下了几个命令,船头开始朝那个岛调转过去,不多会儿小船便朝着那个方向驶过去。弗兰兹等船一切都调整好,船帆鼓起了风,四个水手站定了位置,三个在船头,一个在船尾,然后又重新接上话头。“盖太诺,”他对船长说,“你跟我说基督山是海盗的一个避难所,我想他们可并不象山羊那么好玩吧。”
“是大人,话没错。”
“我知道确实有走私贩子,但我想,自从阿尔及尔被攻克,摄政制度被摧毁以来,海盗只是库柏和玛里亚特上尉的传奇小说中的人物了吧。”
“大人有所不知,海盗确实有,就象现在还有强盗一样——大家不是都以为强盗已经让教皇利奥十二世灭绝了吗?可是他们天天还在罗马的城门口抢劫来往过客。难道大人没有听说过,六个月前,法国代理公使在离韦莱特里五百步的距离里内被抢的那件事吗?”
“噢,是的,我听说过。”
“那么好,如果大人也象我们一样一直生在里窝那,您就会常常听人说,一艘小商船,或是一艘英国游艇,本来是要开到巴斯蒂亚、费拉约港,或契维塔·韦基亚去的,结果却没了影儿。谁也不知道那条船出什么事了,肯定是触到岩石上沉没了。哼,它碰上的这块岩后大概是一艘又长又狭的船,船上有六个人或者八个人,他们趁着一个风高月黑的晚上,不知在哪一个荒凉的小岛附近袭击了它,抢劫了它,就象强盗在一处树林的拐角上抢劫一辆马车一样。”
“但是,”裹紧了披风躺在小船里的弗兰兹问道,“那些遭抢的人为什么不向法国、撒丁,或是托斯卡纳政府去控告呢?”
“为什么?”盖太诺微笑起来。
“是的,为什么?”
“因为他们先是把帆船上所有他们觉得值得拿的东西都搬到他们自己的小船上,然后把船员的手脚都绑起来,往每个人的脖子上都绑上一个二十四磅重的铁球,在帆船底上凿一个大洞,然后就离开。十分钟以后,帆船就开始前后左右地摇荡起来,然后就向下沉,一会儿往这边倾倒,一会儿又往那一边倾倒。几番沉浮后,突然间放出大炮一样的一声巨响——这是甲板里的空气爆炸了。一会儿,排水孔里就象鲸鱼的喷水口一样喷出水来,帆船最后哼哼一声,打几个转转,就不见了,只在水面上形成了一个大漩涡,于是一切就都完了。仅五分钟之内,只有上帝的眼睛才看得到帆船究竟躺在海底的哪一个角落。现在你明白了,”船长大笑着说,“为什么没有人去向政府去控告,为什么帆船到不了港的原因了吧?”
要是盖太诺在提议去岛上行猎以前讲了这番话,弗兰兹在接受他的建议时大概会犹豫一下,但是他们现在已经出发了,他认为后退就是示弱。有些人不会轻率地自甘冒险,但假如有危险临头,却能处之泰然,他便是那种人。有些人十分镇定果敢,他们把危险看成是决斗时的敌手,他们琢磨它的动作,研究它的路数,他们的后退不过是为了喘息一下而已,并不是表示懦怯。他们表示捕捉一切于自己有利的地方,而一下置敌人于死地,他也是那种人。“哼!”他说,“我游遍了西西里和卡拉布里亚,我在爱琴海上曾经航行过两个月,什么海盗强盗我连影子都从没见过一个。”
“我给大人讲多些,并不是要您改变计划,”盖太诺答道,“只是您问到我,我就回答您,如此而已。”
“是的,我亲爱的盖太诺,你讲这些很有趣,我希望能好好地玩味玩味。往基督山开吧。”
风势很猛,小船以每小时六七海里的速度前进。他们十分快地接近航行的目的地。当他们接近那个岛的时候,它象是从海底里冒出来的一个庞然大物,透过明净天际下的薄暮余辉,他们辨得出岩石一块一块地堆积在一起,象一座弹药库里的炮弹一样;石缝里则生长着青绿色的灌木和小树。至于水手们,表面上看似十分平静,但显然都十分警惕,小心翼翼的注视着展开在他们前面的玻璃般光洁的海面。海面上只能看到几艘渔船和船上的白帆。当他们离基督山只有十五哩的时候,太阳开始沉落到科西嘉的后面,科西嘉的群山在天空的衬托下划出明晰轮廓,雄劲地呈现出峥嵘的山峰。这座大岩山象巨人亚达麦斯脱似的气势汹汹地俯视着小船,遮住了太阳,而太阳又染红了它的山巅。阴影渐渐从海上升起,好似在驱逐落日的余辉。最后,太阳的余辉驻足在山顶上,在那儿逗留了一会儿,把山顶染得火红,如同一座火山顶。然后,阴影渐渐吞蚀了山顶,象它刚才吞蚀山脚一样,于是整个岛子现在变成了一座灰蒙蒙的山,愈来愈阴沉。半小时后,黑夜就完全笼罩了。
好在海员们常走这些航线,熟悉托斯卡纳群岛一带的每一块礁石。毕竟在这样的昏黑之中,弗兰兹并不那么镇定自若。科西嘉早已看不见了,基督山也不知隐蔽在了何处,可水手们却象大山猫一样,能暗中识物,并且掌舵人也没有显露出丝毫犹豫。太阳落山后一个钟头了,弗兰兹好象觉得在左侧四分之一哩处看到一大堆黑乎乎的东西,但辨不出到底是什么。
为了怕把一片浮云错认作陆地而引起水手们的嘲笑,他一直保持着沉默。突然间,那里出现一大片光,陆地或许会象一片云,但火光却不可能是一颗殒星。
“这片光是什么?”他问。
“别出声!”船长说,“是火光。”
“可你告诉我岛上没人住呀!”
“我说上面没有固定的居民,但我也说过有时它是走私贩子港口。”
“而且还有海盗?”
“还有海盗,”盖太诺把弗兰兹的话重复一遍。“就是因为那,我才吩咐驶过那个岛,所以您也可以看到,那片火光现在在我们身后了。”
“但这个火光,”弗兰兹又说,”在我看来,倒是不必让我们警惕反而应当让我们放心,凡是不想被人发现的人是不会烧火的呀。”
“噢,这倒不见得,”盖太诺说,”如果您能在黑暗中猜到这个岛的方位,您就会知道,那一片火光从侧面或从皮亚诺扎岛那边看过去是望不见的,只有从海面上才看得到。”
“那么,你认为这一片火光等于是说有不速之客在岛上吗?”
“我们正要把这事弄明白。”盖太诺回答,他的眼睛盯着这颗岛上之星。
“你怎么弄明白呢?”
“您呆会儿就知道了。”
盖太诺和他的伙计们开始商量起来。五分钟以后,他们采取了一个行动,把小船掉过头来。他们朝来时的方向转回去,几分钟以后,就不见火光了,一片隆起的高地遮住了它。掌舵人又改变了小帆船的方向,船就急速地向岛子靠拢过去,不久就离岛只有五十步之遥了。盖太诺扯落了船帆,小船就停了下来。所有这一切都在沉默中完成,自从他们改变方向以来,就不曾再说过一个字。
这次前来行猎是盖太诺提议的,所以他自动负起全责。四个水手的眼睛都盯在他的身上,同时都把他们的桨准备好,以便随时可以划开去。在这一点,靠了黑暗帮忙,大概是做起来不难。至于弗兰兹,他极其冷静地检查了一下他自己的武器。
他有两支双铳枪和一支马枪。他上了子弹,望着枪机,静静地等着。这时,船长已脱掉他的背心和衬衫,紧了紧他的裤子;他原来就赤着脚,所以根本没有鞋袜可脱。完成这些以后,他把手指放在嘴唇上做一个要大家保持肃静的动作,就一点儿声响没有地滑入海里,极其小心的游向岸边,没有一丝哪怕最轻微的动静。只有从那条闪着磷光的水痕才能跟踪到他。这道水痕迹一会儿也不见了;显然他已上了岸。在半个小时内,船上的每一个人都一动不动,当那道发光的水痕又出现时,他用力划了两划就回到了船上。
“怎么样?”弗兰兹和水手们齐声问。
“他们是些西班牙走私贩子,”他说,“两个科西嘉强盗也和他们在一起。”
“科西嘉强盗怎么会和西班牙走私贩子一起在这儿呢?”
“唉!”船长用基督教徒般的悲天悯人的口吻回答说,“我们应该永远互相帮助。强盗常常让宪兵和马枪兵逼得走投无路。唉,他们看到一条小船,而船上是象我们这样的好人,他们就来要求我们庇护。对于一个走投无路的可怜虫,你怎么能拒绝帮忙呢?我们就收留了他们。而为了更加安全起见,我们就驾船到海上来。我们并不因此破费什么,但却救了一个相同命运人的性命,或至少使一个伙伴获得了自由,而他,一有机会就会报告我们,指示一个安全地点,使我们可以把货物顺顺利利地卸到岸上。”
“啊!”弗兰兹说,“那么你偶尔也干点走私的活了,盖太诺?”
“阁下,人总得什么都干一点儿,我们总得要过日子哪。”
对方带着一个难以形容的微笑回答说。
“那么你认识基督山岛上现在那些人罗?”
“哦,是的,我们水手就象是互济会会员,可凭某种暗号互相认识的。”
“如果我们上岸去,你认为不要紧吗?”
“一点用不着害怕!走私贩子不是强盗。”
“但那两个科西嘉强盗呢?”弗兰兹说道,心中盘算着危险的可能性。
“哦!”盖太诺说,“他们做强盗可不是他们的错,那是当局的错。”
“怎么会呢?”
“他们被追得走投无路,就因为‘摘了一个瓢儿’,而当局似乎认为科西嘉人的天性里不该有复仇的念头似的。”
“你这‘摘了一个瓢儿’是什么意思,是指暗杀了一个人吗?”弗兰兹继续刨根问底地说道。
“我的意思是他们杀了一个仇人,那和普通的暗杀可大不相同。”船长答道。
“好吧,”青年说,“那么我们去请求这些走私贩子和强盗的接待吧。你认为他们肯吗?”
“一定肯的。”
“他们有多少人?”
“四个,加上那两个强盗,一共六个。”
“正和我们相等,那么他们假如要找麻烦,我们也能够对付他们。我最后再对你说一遍,到基督山去吧。”
“是,但阁下得允许我们采取某种预防措施。”
“只管做吧,要象斯托一样的聪明和尤利西斯一样的慎重。我不但允许,而且还鼓励你这样做。”
“那么,别出声!”盖太诺说。
每一个人都不再作声了。象弗兰兹这样一个看事明了的人,知道所处的位置很重要,他现在是孤零零地独自和一群水手在黑暗里,他并不认识他们,他们没有理
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195 sonorous | |
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