按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！
〃They don't yet know； sir； on account of the swelling； but the doctor is afraid some tendon has been injured。〃
At this moment a little boy； half peasant； half foot…boy； came to announce supper。
Athos led his guest into a dining…room of moderate size； the windows of which opened on one side on a garden； on the other on a hot…house full of magnificent flowers。
D'Artagnan glanced at the dinner service。 The plate was magnificent； old； and appertaining to the family。 D'Artagnan stopped to look at a sideboard on which was a superb ewer of silver。
〃That workmanship is divine！〃 he exclaimed。
〃Yes； a chef d'oeuvre of the great Florentine sculptor； Benvenuto Cellini；〃 replied Athos。
〃What battle does it represent？〃
〃That of Marignan； just at the point where one of my forefathers is offering his sword to Francis I。； who has broken his。 It was on that occasion that my ancestor； Enguerrand de la Fere； was made a knight of the Order of St。 Michael； besides which； the king； fifteen years afterward； gave him also this ewer and a sword which you may have seen formerly in my house； also a lovely specimen of workmanship。 Men were giants in those times；〃 said Athos； 〃now we are pigmies in parison。 Let us sit down to supper。 Call Charles；〃 he added； addressing the boy who waited。
〃My good Charles； I particularly remend to your care Planchet； the laquais of Monsieur D'Artagnan。 He likes good wine； now you have the key of the cellar。 He has slept a long time on a hard bed； so he won't object to a soft one； take every care of him； I beg of you。〃 Charles bowed and retired。
〃You think of everything；〃 said D'Artagnan； 〃and I thank you for Planchet； my dear Athos。〃
Raoul stared on hearing this name and looked at the count to be quite sure that it was he whom the lieutenant thus addressed。
〃That name sounds strange to you；〃 said Athos； smiling； 〃it was my nom de guerre when Monsieur D'Artagnan； two other gallant friends and myself performed some feats of arms at the siege of La Rochelle； under the deceased cardinal and Monsieur de Bassompierre。 My friend is still so kind as to address me by that old and well beloved appellation； which makes my heart glad when I hear it。〃
〃'Tis an illustrious name；〃 said the lieutenant； 〃and had one day triumphal honors paid to it。〃
〃What do you mean； sir？〃 inquired Raoul。
〃You have not forgotten St。 Gervais； Athos； and the napkin which was converted into a banner？〃 and he then related to Raoul the story of the bastion； and Raoul fancied he was listening to one of those deeds of arms belonging to days of chivalry； so gloriously recounted by Tasso and Ariosto。
〃D'Artagnan does not tell you； Raoul；〃 said Athos； in his turn； 〃that he was reckoned one of the finest swordsmen of his time a knuckle of iron； a wrist of steel； a sure eye and a glance of fire； that's what his adversary met with。 He was eighteen； only three years older than you are； Raoul； when I saw him set to work； pitted against tried men。〃
〃And did Monsieur D'Artagnan e off the conqueror？〃 asked the young man； with glistening eye。
〃I killed one man； if I recollect rightly；〃 replied D'Artagnan； with a look of inquiry directed to Athos； 〃another I disarmed or wounded； I don't remember which。〃
〃Wounded！〃 said Athos； 〃it was a phenomenon of skill。〃
The young man would willingly have prolonged this conversation far into the night； but Athos pointed out to him that his guest must need repose。 D'Artagnan would fain have declared that he was not fatigued； but Athos insisted on his retiring to his chamber； conducted thither by Raoul。
Athos as a Diplomatist
D'Artagnan retired to bed not to sleep； but to think over all he had heard that evening。 Being naturally goodhearted； and having had once a liking for Athos； which had grown into a sincere friendship； he was delighted at thus meeting a man full of intelligence and moral strength； instead of a drunkard。 He admitted without annoyance the continued superiority of Athos over himself； devoid as he was of that jealousy which might have saddened a less generous disposition； he was delighted also that the high qualities of Athos appeared to promise favorably for his mission。 Nevertheless； it seemed to him that Athos was not in all respects sincere and frank。 Who was the youth he had adopted and who bore so striking a resemblance to him？ What could explain Athos's having re…entered the world and the extreme sobriety he had observed at table？ The absence of Grimaud； whose name had never once been uttered by Athos； gave D'Artagnan uneasiness。 It was evident either that he no longer possessed the confidence of his friend； or that Athos was bound by some invisible chain； or that he had been forewarned of the lieutenant's visit。
He could not help thinking of M。 Rochefort； whom he had seen in Notre Dame； could De Rochefort have forestalled him with Athos？ Again； the moderate fortune which Athos possessed； concealed as it was； so skillfully； seemed to show a regard for appearances and to betray a latent ambition which might be easily aroused。 The clear and vigorous intellect of Athos would render him more open to conviction than a less able man would be。 He would enter into the minister's schemes with the more ardor； because his natural activity would be doubled by necessity。
Resolved to seek an explanation on all these points on the following day； D'Artagnan； in spite of his fatigue； prepared for an attack and determined that it should take place after breakfast。 He determined to cultivate the good…will of the youth Raoul and； either whilst fencing with him or when out shooting； to extract from his simplicity some information which would connect the Athos of old times with the Athos of the present。 But D'Artagnan at the same time； being a man of extreme caution； was quite aware what injury he should do himself； if by any indiscretion or awkwardness he should betray has manoeuvering to the experienced eye of Athos。 Besides； to tell truth； whilst D'Artagnan was quite disposed to adopt a subtle course against the cunning of Aramis or the vanity of Porthos； he was ashamed to equivocate with Athos； true…hearted； open Athos。 It seemed to him that if Porthos and Aramis deemed him superior to them in the arts of diplomacy； they would like him all the better for it； but that Athos； on the contrary； would despise him。
〃Ah！ why is not Grimaud； the taciturn Grimaud； here？〃 thought D'Artagnan； 〃there are so many things his silence would have told me； with Grimaud silence was another form of eloquence！〃
There reigned a perfect stillness in the house。 D'Artagnan had heard the door shut and the shutters barred； the dogs became in their turn silent。 At last a nightingale； lost in a thicket of shrubs； in the midst of its most melodious cadences had fluted low and lower into stillness and fallen asleep。 Not a sound was heard in the castle； except of a footstep up and down； in the chamber above as he supposed； the bedroom of Athos。
〃He is walking about and thinking；〃 thought D'Artagnan； 〃but of what？ It is impossible to know； everything else might be guessed； but not that。〃
At length Athos went to bed； apparently； for the noise ceased。
Silence and fatigue together overcame D'Artagnan and sleep overtook him also。 He was not； however； a good sleeper。 Scarcely had dawn gilded his window curtains when he sprang out of bed and opened the windows。 Somebody； he perceived； was in the courtyard； moving stealthily。 True to his custom of never passing anything over that it was within his power to know； D'Artagnan looked out of the window and perceived the close red coat and brown hair of Raoul。
The young man was opening the door of the stable。 He then； with noiseless haste； took out the horse that he had ridden on the previous evening； saddled and bridled it himself and led the animal into the alley to the right of the kitchen…garden； opened a side door which conducted him to a bridle road； shut it after him； and D'Artagnan saw him pass by like a dart； bending； as he went； beneath the pendent flowery branches of maple and acacia。 The road； as D'Artagnan had observed； was the way to Blois。
〃So！〃 thought the Gascon 〃here's a young blade who has already his love affair； who doesn't at all agree with Athos in his hatred to the fair sex。 He's not going to hunt； for he has neither dogs nor arms； he's not going on a message； for he goes secretly。 Why does he go in secret？ Is he afraid of me or of his father？ for I am sure the count is his father。 By Jove！ I shall know about that soon； for I shall soon speak out to Athos。〃
Day was now advanced； all the noises that had ceased the night before reawakened； one after the other。 The bird on the branch； the dog in his kennel； the sheep in the field； the boats moored in the Loire； even； became alive and vocal。 The latter； leaving the shore； abandoned themselves gaily to the current。 The Gascon gave a last twirl to his mustache； a last turn to his hair； brushed； from habit； the brim of his hat with the sleeve of his doublet； and went downstairs。 Scarcely had he descended the last step of the threshold when he saw Athos bent down toward the ground； as if he were looking for a crown…p