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classic mystery and detective stories-第48章

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I had got master of my SECRET just in time to turn these honors to

some little account; otherwise; as is commonly the case; I should

have dined or supped a single time or two round; and then by

TRANSLATING French looks and attitudes into plain English; I should

presently have seen that I had got hold of the couvert* of some

more entertaining guest; and in course of time should have resigned

all my places one after another; merely upon the principle that I

could not keep them。  As it was; things did not go much amiss。





* Plate; napkin; knife; fork; and spoon。





I had the honor of being introduced to the old Marquis de B。

In days of yore he had signalized himself by some small feats of

chivalry in the Cour d'Amour; and had dressed himself out to the

idea of tilts and tournaments ever since。  The Marquis de B

wished to have it thought the affair was somewhere else than in his

brain。  〃He could like to take a trip to England;〃 and asked much

of the English ladies。  〃Stay where you are; I beseech you;

Monsieur le Marquis;〃 said I。  〃Les Messieurs Anglais can scarce

get a kind look from them as it is。〃  The marquis invited me to

supper。



M。 P; the farmer…general; was just as inquisitive about our

taxes。  They were very considerable; he heard。  〃If we knew but how

to collect them;〃 said I; making him a low bow。



I could never have been invited to M。 P's concerts upon any

other terms。



I had been misrepresented to Mme。 de Q as an espritMme。 de Q

was an esprit herself; she burned with impatience to see me and

hear me talk。  I had not taken my seat before I saw she did not

care a sou whether I had any wit or no。  I was let in to be

convinced she had。  I call Heaven to witness I never once opened

the door of my lips。



Mme。 de V vowed to every creature she met; 〃She had never had a

more improving conversation with a man in her life。〃



There are three epochs in the empire of a Frenchwomanshe is

coquette; then deist; then devote。  The empire during these is

never lostshe only changes her subjects。  When thirty…five years

and more have unpeopled her dominion of the slaves of love she

repeoples it with slaves of infidelity; and; then with the slaves

of the church。



Mme。 de V was vibrating between the first of these epochs; the

color of the rose was fading fast away; she ought to have been a

deist five years before the time I had the honor to pay my first

visit。



She placed me upon the same sofa with her for the sake of disputing

the point of religion more closely。  In short; Mme。 de V told

me she believed nothing。



I told Mme。 de V it might be her principle; but I was sure it

could not be her interest; to level the outworks; without which I

could not conceive how such a citadel as hers could be defended;

that there was not a more dangerous thing in the world than for a

beauty to be a deist; that it was a debt I owed my creed not to

conceal it from her; that I had not been five minutes upon the sofa

beside her before I had begun to form designs; and what is it but

the sentiments of religion; and the persuasion they had existed in

her breast; which could have checked them as they rose up?



〃We are not adamant;〃 said I; taking hold of her hand; 〃and there

is need of all restraints till age in her own time steals in and

lays them on us; but; my dear lady;〃 said I; kissing her hand; 〃it

is tootoo soon。〃



I declare I had the credit all over Paris of unperverting Mme。 de

V。  She affirmed to M。 D and the Abbe M that in one

half hour I had said more for revealed religion than all their

encyclopaedia had said against it。  I was listed directly into Mme。

de Vo's coterie; and she put off the epoch of deism for two

years。



I remember it was in this coterie; in the middle of a discourse; in

which I was showing the necessity of a first cause; that the young

Count de Faineant took me by the hand to the farthest corner of the

room; to tell me that my solitaire was pinned too strait about my

neck。  〃It should be plus badinant;〃 said the count; looking down

upon his own; 〃but a word; M。 Yorick; to the wise〃



〃And from the wise; M。 le Comte;〃 replied I; making him a bow; 〃is

enough。〃



The Count de Faineant embraced me with more ardor than ever I was

embraced by mortal man。



For three weeks together I was of every man's opinion I met。

〃Pardi! ce M。 Yorick a autant d'esprit que nous autres。〃



〃Il raisonne bien;〃 said another。



〃C'est un bon enfant;〃 said a third。



And at this price I could have eaten and drunk and been merry all

the days of my life at Paris; but it was a dishonest reckoning。  I

grew ashamed of it; it was the gain of a slave; every sentiment of

honor revolted against it; the higher I got; the more was I forced

upon my beggarly system; the better the coterie; the more children

of Art; I languished for those of Nature。  And one night; after a

most vile prostitution of myself to half a dozen different people;

I grew sick; went to bed; and ordered horses in the morning to set

out for Italy。





CONTRAST





A shoe coming loose from the forefoot of the thill horse at the

beginning of the ascent of Mount Taurira; the postilion dismounted;

twisted the shoe off; and put it in his pocket; as the ascent was

of five or six miles; and that horse our main dependence I made a

point of having the shoe fastened on again as well as we could; but

the postilion had thrown away the nails; and the hammer in the

chaise box being of no great use without them; I submitted to go

on。



He had not mounted half a mile higher when; coming to a flinty

piece of road; the poor devil lost a second shoe; and from off his

other forefoot。  I then got out of the chaise in good earnest; and

seeing a house about a quarter of a mile to the left hand; with a

great deal to do I prevailed upon the postilion to turn up to it。

The look of the house; and of everything about it; as we drew

nearer; soon reconciled me to the disaster。  It was a little

farmhouse surrounded with about twenty acres of vineyard; about as

much corn; and close to the house on one side was a potagerie of an

acre and a half; full of everything which could make plenty in a

French peasant's house; and on the other side was a little wood

which furnished wherewithal to dress it。  It was about eight in the

evening when I got to the house; so I left the postilion to manage

his point as he could; and for mine I walked directly into the

house。



The family consisted of an old gray…headed man and his wife; with

five or six sons and sons…in…laws; and their several wives; and a

joyous genealogy out of them。



They were all sitting down together to their lentil soup。  A large

wheaten loaf was in the middle of the table; and a flagon of wine

at each end of it promised joy through the stages of the repast

'twas a feast of love。



The old man rose up to meet me; and with a respectful cordiality

would have me sit down at the table。  My heart was sat down the

moment I entered the room; so I sat down at once like a son of the

family; and to invest myself in the character as speedily as I

could; I instantly borrowed the old man's knife; and taking up the

loaf cut myself a hearty luncheon; and; as I did it; I saw a

testimony in every eye; not only of an honest welcome; but of a

welcome mixed with thanks that I had not seemed to doubt it。



Was it this; or tell me; Nature; what else it was that made this

morsel so sweet; and to what magic I owe it that the draught I took

of their flagon was so delicious with it that they remain upon my

palate to this hour?



If the supper was to my taste; the grace which followed it was much

more so。



When supper was over; the old man gave a knock upon the table with

the haft of his knife to bid them prepare for the dance。  The

moment the signal was given; the women and girls ran all together

into a back apartment to tie up their hair; and the young men to

the door to wash their faces and change their sabots; and in three

minutes every soul was ready upon a little esplanade before the

house to begin。  The old man and his wife came out last; and;

placing me betwixt them; sat down upon a sofa of turf by the door。



The old man had some fifty years ago been no mean performer upon

the vielle;* and at the age he was then of; touched well enough for

the purpose。  His wife sung now and then a little to the tune; then

intermitted; and joined her old man again; as their children and

grandchildren danced before them。





* A small violin; such as was used by the wandering jongleurs of

the Middle Ages。EDITOR。





It was not till the middle of the second dance when; from some

pauses in the movement wherein they all seemed to look up; I

fancied I could distinguish an elevation of spirit different from

that which is the cause or the effect of simple jollity。  In a

word; I thought I beheld
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