"Letusdropthesubject,"saidshe,withincomparabledignityofgesture,expression,andattitude。"Makeasplendidfortune,beoneoftheremarkablemenofyourcountry;thatismydesire。Fameisadrawbridgewhichmayservetocrossadeepgulf。Beambitiousifyoumust。Ibelieveyouhavegreatandpowerfultalents,butusethemratherforthehappinessofmankindthantodeserveme;youwillbeallthegreaterinmyeyes。"
Inthecourseofthisconversation,whichlastedtwohours,RodolphediscoveredthatFrancescawasanenthusiastforLiberalideas,andforthatworshipoflibertywhichhadledtothethreerevolutionsinNaples,Piemont,andSpain。Onleaving,hewasshowntothedoorbyGina,theso-calledmute。Ateleveno'clocknoonewasastirinthevillage,therewasnofearoflisteners;RodolphetookGinaintoacorner,andaskedherinalowvoiceandbadItalian,"Whoareyourmasterandmistress,child?Tellme,Iwillgiveyouthisfinenewgoldpiece。"
"Monsieur,"saidthegirl,takingthecoin,"mymasteristhefamousbooksellerLampariniofMilan,oneoftheleadersoftherevolution,andtheconspiratorofallotherswhomAustriawouldmostliketohaveintheSpielberg。"
"Abookseller'swife!Ah,somuchthebetter,"thoughthe;"weareonanequalfooting——Andwhatisherfamily?"headded,"forshelookslikeaqueen。"
"AllItalianwomendo,"repliedGinaproudly。"Herfather'snameisColonna。"
EmboldenedbyFrancesca'smodestrank,Rodolphehadanawningfittedtohisboatandcushionsinthestern。Whenthiswasdone,thelovercametoproposetoFrancescatocomeoutonthelake。TheItalianaccepted,nodoubttocarryoutherpartofayoungEnglishMissintheeyesofthevillagers,butshebroughtGinawithher。FrancescaColonna'slightestactionsbetrayedasuperioreducationandthehighestsocialrank。BythewayinwhichshetookherplaceattheendoftheboatRodolphefelthimselfinsomesortcutofffromher,and,inthefaceofalookofprideworthyofanaristocrat,thefamiliarityhehadintendedfelldead。ByaglanceFrancescamadeherselfaprincess,withalltheprerogativesshemighthaveenjoyedintheMiddleAges。Sheseemedtohavereadthethoughtsofthisvassalwhowassoaudaciousastoconstitutehimselfherprotector。
Already,inthefurnitureoftheroomwhereFrancescahadreceivedhim,inherdress,andinthevarioustriflesshemadeuseof,Rodolphehaddetectedindicationsofasuperiorcharacterandafinefortune。Alltheseobservationsnowrecurredtohismind;hebecamethoughtfulafterhavingbeentrampledon,asitwere,byFrancesca'sdignity。Gina,herhalf-grown-up/confidante/,alsoseemedtohaveamockingexpressionasshegaveacovertorasideglanceatRodolphe。
ThisobviousdisagreementbetweentheItalianlady'srankandhermannerswasafreshpuzzletoRodolphe,whosuspectedsomefurthertricklikeGina'sassumeddumbness。
"Wherewouldyougo,SignoraLamporani?"heasked。
"TowardsLucerne,"repliedFrancescainFrench。
"Good!"saidRodolphetohimself,"sheisnotstartledbyhearingmespeakhername;shehad,nodoubt,foreseenthatIshouldaskGina——
sheissocunning——Whatisyourquarrelwithme?"hewenton,goingatlasttositdownbyherside,andaskingherbyagesturetogivehimherhand,whichshewithdrew。"Youarecoldandceremonious;what,incolloquiallanguage,weshouldcall/short/。"
"Itistrue,"sherepliedwithasmile。"Iamwrong。Itisnotgoodmanners;itisvulgar。InFrenchyouwouldcallitinartistic。Itisbettertobefrankthantoharborcoldorhostilefeelingstowardsafriend,andyouhavealreadyprovedyourselfmyfriend。PerhapsIhavegonetoofarwithyou。Youmusttakemetobeaveryordinarywoman。"——
Rodolphemademanysignsofdenial——"Yes,"saidthebookseller'swife,goingonwithoutnoticingthispantomime,which,however,sheplainlysaw。"Ihavedetectedthat,andnaturallyIhavereconsideredmyconduct。Well!Iwillputanendtoeverythingbyafewwordsofdeeptruth。Understandthis,Rodolphe:Ifeelinmyselfthestrengthtostifleafeelingifitwerenotinharmonywithmyideasoranticipationofwhattrueloveis。Icouldlove——aswecanloveinItaly,butIknowmyduty。Nointoxicationcanmakemeforgetit。
Marriedwithoutmyconsenttothatpooroldman,Imighttakeadvantageofthelibertyhesogenerouslygivesme;butthreeyearsofmarriedlifeimplyacceptanceofitslaws。Hencethemostvehementpassionwouldnevermakemeutter,eveninvoluntarily,awishtofindmyselffree。
"Emilioknowsmycharacter。Heknowsthatwithoutmyheart,whichismyown,andwhichImightgiveaway,Ishouldneverallowanyonetotakemyhand。ThatiswhyIhavejustrefusedittoyou。Idesiretobelovedandwaitedforwithfidelity,nobleness,ardor,whileallI
cangiveisinfinitetendernessofwhichtheexpressionmaynotoversteptheboundaryoftheheart,thepermittedneutralground。Allthisbeingthoroughlyunderstood——Oh!"shewentonwithagirlishgesture,"Iwillbeascoquettish,asgay,asglad,asachildwhichknowsnothingofthedangersoffamiliarity。"
Thisplainandfrankdeclarationwasmadeinatone,anaccent,andsupportedbyalookwhichgaveitthedeepeststampoftruth。
"APrincessColonnacouldnothavespokenbetter,"saidRodolphe,smiling。
"Isthat,"sheansweredwithsomehaughtiness,"areflectiononthehumblenessofmybirth?Mustyourloveflauntacoat-of-arms?AtMilanthenoblestnamesarewrittenovershop-doors:Sforza,Canova,Visconti,Trivulzio,Ursini;thereareArchintosapothecaries;but,believeme,thoughIkeepashop,Ihavethefeelingsofaduchess。"
"Areflection?Nay,madame,Imeantitforpraise。"
"Byacomparison?"shesaidarchly。
"Ah,onceforall,"saidhe,"nottotorturemeifmywordsshouldillexpressmyfeelings,understandthatmyloveisperfect;itcarrieswithitabsoluteobedienceandrespect。"
Shebowedasawomansatisfied,andsaid,"Thenmonsieuracceptsthetreaty?"
"Yes,"saidhe。"Icanunderstandthatinarichandpowerfulfemininenaturethefacultyoflovingoughtnottobewasted,andthatyou,outofdelicacy,wishedtorestrainit。Ah!Francesca,atmyagetendernessrequited,andbysosublime,soroyallybeautifulacreatureasyouare——why,itisthefulfilmentofallmywishes。Toloveyouasyoudesiretobeloved——isnotthatenoughtomakeayoungmanguardhimselfagainsteveryevilfolly?Isitnottoconcentrateallhispowersinanoblepassion,ofwhichinthefuturehemaybeproud,andwhichcanleavenonebutlovelymemories?IfyoucouldbutknowwithwhathuesyouhaveclothedthechainofPilatus,theRigi,andthissuperblake——"
"Iwanttoknow,"saidshe,withtheItalianartlessnesswhichhasalwaysatouchofartfulness。
"Well,thishourwillshineonallmylifelikeadiamondonaqueen'sbrow。"
Francesca'sonlyreplywastolayherhandonRodolphe's。
"Ohdearest!foreverdearest!——Tellme,haveyouneverloved?"
"Never。"
"Andyouallowmetoloveyounobly,lookingtoheavenfortheutmostfulfilment?"heasked。
Shegentlybentherhead。TwolargetearsrolleddownRodolphe'scheeks。
"Why!whatisthematter?"shecried,abandoningherimperialmanner。
"IhavenownomotherwhomIcantellofmyhappiness;sheleftthisearthwithoutseeingwhatwouldhavemitigatedheragony——"
"What?"saidshe。
"Hertendernessreplacedbyanequaltenderness——"
"/Poveromio/!"exclaimedtheItalian,muchtouched。"Believeme,"shewentonafterapause,"itisaverysweetthing,andtoawoman,astrongelementoffidelitytoknowthatsheisallinallonearthtothemansheloves;tofindhimlonely,withnofamily,withnothinginhisheartbuthislove——inshort,tohavehimwhollytoherself。"
Whentwoloversthusunderstandeachother,theheartfeelsdeliciouspeace,supremetranquillity。Certaintyisthebasisforwhichhumanfeelingscrave,foritisneverlackingtoreligioussentiment;manisalwayscertainofbeingfullyrepaidbyGod。Loveneverbelievesitselfsecurebutbythisresemblancetodivinelove。Andtherapturesofthatmomentmusthavebeenfullyfelttobeunderstood;itisuniqueinlife;itcanneverreturnnomore,alas!thantheemotionsofyouth。Tobelieveinawoman,tomakeheryourhumanreligion,thefountoflife,thesecretluminaryofallyourleastthoughts!——isnotthisasecondbirth?Andayoungmanmingleswiththislovealittleofthefeelinghehadforhismother。
RodolpheandFrancescaforsometimeremainedinperfectsilence,answeringeachotherbysympatheticglancesfullofthoughts。TheyunderstoodeachotherinthemidstofoneofthemostbeautifulscenesofNature,whoseglories,interpretedbythegloryintheirhearts,helpedtostampontheirmindsthemostfugitivedetailsofthatuniquehour。TherehadnotbeentheslightestshadeoffrivolityinFrancesca'sconduct。Itwasnoble,large,andwithoutanysecondthought。ThismagnanimitystruckRodolphegreatly,forinitherecognizedthedifferencebetweentheItalianandtheFrenchwoman。Thewaters,theland,thesky,thewoman,allweregrandioseandsuave,eventheirloveinthemidstofthispicture,sovastinitsexpanse,sorichindetail,wherethesternnessofthesnowypeaksandtheirhardfoldsstandingclearlyoutagainstthebluesky,remindedRodolpheofthecircumstanceswhichlimitedhishappiness;alovelycountryshutinbysnows。
Thisdelightfulintoxicationofsoulwasdestinedtobedisturbed。A
boatwasapproachingfromLucerne;Gina,whohadbeenwatchingitattentively,gaveajoyfulstart,thoughfaithfultoherpartasamute。Thebarkcamenearer;whenatlengthFrancescacoulddistinguishthefacesonboard,sheexclaimed,"Tito!"assheperceivedayoungman。Shestoodup,andremainedstandingattheriskofbeingdrowned。
"Tito!Tito!"criedshe,wavingherhandkerchief。
Titodesiredtheboatmentoslacken,andthetwoboatspulledsidebyside。TheItalianandTitotalkedwithsuchextremerapidity,andinadialectunfamiliartoamanwhohardlykneweventheItalianofbooks,thatRodolphecouldneitherhearnorguessthedriftofthisconversation。ButTito'shandsomeface,Francesca'sfamiliarity,andGina'sexpressionofdelight,allaggrievedhim。Andindeednolovercanhelpbeingillpleasedatfindinghimselfneglectedforanother,whoeverhemaybe。TitotossedalittleleatherbagtoGina,fullofgoldnodoubt,andapacketofletterstoFrancesca,whobegantoreadthem,withafarewellwaveofthehandtoTito。
"GetquicklybacktoGersau,"shesaidtotheboatmen,"IwillnotletmypoorEmiliopinetenminuteslongerthanheneed。"
"Whathashappened?"askedRodolphe,ashesawFrancescafinishreadingthelastletter。
"/Laliberta/!"sheexclaimed,withanartist'senthusiasm。
"/Edenaro/!"addedGina,likeanecho,forshehadfoundhertongue。
"Yes,"saidFrancesca,"nomorepoverty!FormorethanelevenmonthshaveIbeenworking,andIwasbeginningtobetiredofit。Iamcertainlynotaliterarywoman。"
"WhoisthisTito?"askedRodolphe。
"TheSecretaryofStatetothefinancialdepartmentofthehumbleshopoftheColonnas,inotherwords,thesonofour/ragionato/。Poorboy!
hecouldnotcomebytheSaint-Gothard,norbytheMont-Cenis,norbytheSimplon;hecamebysea,byMarseilles,andhadtocrossFrance。
Well,inthreeweeksweshallbeatGeneva,andlivingatourease。
Come,Rodolphe,"sheadded,seeingsadnessoverspreadtheParisian'sface,"isnottheLakeofGenevaquiteasgoodastheLakeofLucerne?"
"ButallowmetobestowaregretontheBergmanns'delightfulhouse,"
saidRodolphe,pointingtothelittlepromontory。
"Comeanddinewithustoaddtoyourassociations,/poveromio/,"
saidshe。"Thisisagreatday;weareoutofdanger。Mymotherwritesthatwithinayeartherewillbeanamnesty。Oh!/lacarapatria/!"
ThesethreewordsmadeGinaweep。"Anotherwinterhere,"saidshe,"andIshouldhavebeendead!"
"PoorlittleSiciliankid!"saidFrancesca,strokingGina'sheadwithanexpressionandanaffectionwhichmadeRodolphelongtobesocaressed,evenifitwerewithoutlove。
Theboatgrounded;Rodolphesprangontothesand,offeredhishandtotheItalianlady,escortedhertothedooroftheBergmanns'house,andwenttodressandreturnassoonaspossible。
Whenhejoinedthelibrarianandhiswife,whoweresittingonthebalcony,Rodolphecouldscarcelyrepressanexclamationofsurpriseatseeingtheprodigiouschangewhichthegoodnewshadproducedintheoldman。Henowsawamanofaboutsixty,extremelywellpreserved,aleanItalian,asstraightasanI,withhairstillblack,thoughthinandshowingawhiteskull,withbrighteyes,afullsetofwhiteteeth,afacelikeCaesar,andonhisdiplomaticlipsasardonicsmile,thealmostfalsesmileunderwhichamanofgoodbreedinghideshisrealfeelings。
"Hereismyhusbandunderhisnaturalform,"saidFrancescagravely。
"Heisquiteanewacquaintance,"repliedRodolphe,bewildered。
"Quite,"saidthelibrarian;"Ihaveplayedmanyapart,andknowwellhowtomakeup。Ah!IplayedoneinParisundertheEmpire,withBourrienne,MadameMurat,Madamed'Abrantis/etuttequanti/。
Everythingwetakethetroubletolearninouryouth,eventhemostfutile,isofuse。Ifmywifehadnotreceivedaman'seducation——anunheard-ofthinginItaly——Ishouldhavebeenobligedtochopwoodtogetmylivinghere。/Povera/Francesca!whowouldhavetoldmethatshewouldsomedaymaintainme!"
Ashelistenedtothisworthybookseller,soeasy,soaffable,sohale,Rodolphescentedsomemystification,andpreservedthewatchfulsilenceofamanwhohasbeenduped。
"/Cheavete,signor/?"Francescaaskedwithsimplicity。"Doesourhappinesssaddenyou?"
"Yourhusbandisayoungman,"hewhisperedinherear。
Shebrokeintosuchafrank,infectiouslaughthatRodolphewasstillmorepuzzled。
"Heisbutsixty-five,atyourservice,"saidshe;"butIcanassureyouthateventhatissomething——tobethankfulfor!"
"Idonotliketohearyoujestaboutanaffectionsosacredasthis,ofwhichyouyourselfprescribedtheconditions。"
"/Zitto/!"saidshe,stampingherfoot,andlookingwhetherherhusbandwerelistening。"Neverdisturbthepeaceofmindofthatdearman,assimpleasachild,andwithwhomIcandowhatIplease。Heisundermyprotection,"sheadded。"IfyoucouldknowwithwhatgenerosityheriskedhislifeandfortunebecauseIwasaLiberal!forhedoesnotsharemypoliticalopinions。Isnotthatlove,MonsieurFrenchman?——Buttheyarelikethatinhisfamily。Emilio'syoungerbrotherwasdesertedforahandsomeyouthbythewomanheloved。Hethrusthisswordthroughhisownhearttenminutesafterhehadsaidtohisservant,'Icouldofcoursekillmyrival,butthatwouldgrievethe/Diva/toodeeply。'"
Thismixtureofdignityandbanter,ofhaughtinessandplayfulness,madeFrancescaatthismomentthemostfascinatingcreatureintheworld。Thedinnerandtheeveningwerefullofcheerfulness,justified,indeed,bythereliefofthetworefugees,butdepressingtoRodolphe。
"Canshebefickle?"heaskedhimselfashereturnedtotheStopfers'
house。"Shesympathizedinmysorrow,andIcannottakepartinherjoy!"
Heblamedhimself,justifyingthisgirl-wife。
"Shehasnotaintofhypocrisy,andiscarriedawaybyimpulse,"
thoughthe,"andIwanthertobelikeaParisianwoman。"
Nextdayandthefollowingdays,infact,fortwentydaysafter,RodolphespentallhistimeattheBergmanns',watchingFrancescawithouthavingdeterminedtowatchher。Insomesoulsadmirationisnotindependentofacertainpenetration。TheyoungFrenchmandiscernedinFrancescatheimprudenceofgirlhood,thetruenatureofawomanasyetunbroken,sometimesstrugglingagainstherlove,andatothermomentsyieldingandcarriedawaybyit。Theoldmancertainlybehavedtoherasafathertohisdaughter,andFrancescatreatedhimwithadeeplyfeltgratitudewhichrousedherinstinctivenobleness。
ThesituationandthewomanweretoRodolpheanimpenetrableenigma,ofwhichthesolutionattractedhimmoreandmore。
Theselastdayswerefullofsecretjoys,alternatingwithmelancholymoods,withtiffsandquarrelsevenmoredelightfulthanthehourswhenRodolpheandFrancescawereofonemind。Andhewasmoreandmorefascinatedbythistendernessapartfromwit,alwaysandinallthingsthesame,anaffectionthatwasjealousofmerenothings——already!
"Youcareverymuchforluxury?"saidheoneeveningtoFrancesca,whowasexpressingherwishtogetawayfromGersau,whereshemissedmanythings。
"I!"criedshe。"IloveluxuryasIlovethearts,asIloveapicturebyRaphael,afinehorse,abeautifulday,ortheBayofNaples。
Emilio,"shewenton,"haveIevercomplainedhereduringourdaysofprivation。"
"Youwouldnothavebeenyourselfifyouhad,"repliedtheoldmangravely。
"Afterall,isitnotinthenatureofplainfolkstoaspiretograndeur?"sheasked,withamischievousglanceatRodolpheandatherhusband。"Weremyfeetmadeforfatigue?"sheadded,puttingouttwoprettylittlefeet。"Myhands"——andsheheldoneouttoRodolphe——
"werethosehandsmadetowork?——Leaveus,"shesaidtoherhusband;
"Iwanttospeaktohim。"
Theoldmanwentintothedrawing-roomwithsublimegoodfaith;hewassureofhiswife。
"IwillnothaveyoucomewithustoGeneva,"shesaidtoRodolphe。
"Itisagossipingtown。ThoughIamfarabovethenonsensetheworldtalks,Idonotchoosetobecalumniated,notformyownsake,butforhis。Imakeitmypridetobethegloryofthatoldman,whois,afterall,myonlyprotector。Weareleaving;stayhereafewdays。WhenyoucomeontoGeneva,callfirstonmyhusband,andlethimintroduceyoutome。Letushideourgreatandunchangeableaffectionfromtheeyesoftheworld。Iloveyou;youknowit;butthisishowIwillproveittoyou——youshallneverdiscerninmyconductanythingwhateverthatmayarouseyourjealousy。"
Shedrewhimintoacornerofthebalcony,kissedhimontheforehead,andfled,leavinghiminamazement。
NextdayRodolpheheardthatthelodgersattheBergmanns'hadleftatdaybreak。ItthenseemedtohimintolerabletoremainatGersau,andhesetoutforVevaybythelongestroute,startingsoonerthanwasnecessary。AttractedtothewatersofthelakewherethebeautifulItalianawaitedhim,hereachedGenevabytheendofOctober。ToavoidthediscomfortsofthetownhetookroomsinahouseatEaux-Vives,outsidethewalls。Assoonashewassettled,hisfirstcarewastoaskhislandlord,aretiredjeweler,whethersomeItalianrefugeesfromMilanhadnotlatelycometoresideatGeneva。
"NotsofarasIknow,"repliedtheman。"PrinceandPrincessColonnaofRomehavetakenMonsieurJeanrenaud'splaceforthreeyears;itisoneofthefinestonthelake。ItissituatedbetweentheVillaDiodatiandthatofMonsieurLafin-de-Dieu,lettotheVicomtessedeBeauseant。PrinceColonnahascometoseehisdaughterandhisson-in-
lawPrinceGandolphini,aNeopolitan,orifyoulike,aSicilian,anoldadherentofKingMurat's,andavictimofthelastrevolution。
ThesearethelastarrivalsatGeneva,andtheyarenotMilanese。
Seriousstepshadtobetaken,andthePope'sinterestintheColonnafamilywasinvoked,toobtainpermissionfromtheforeignpowersandtheKingofNaplesforthePrinceandPrincessGandolphinitolivehere。GenevaisanxioustodonothingtodispleasetheHolyAlliancetowhichitowesitsindependence。/Our/partisnottoruffleforeigncourts;therearemanyforeignershere,RussiansandEnglish。"
"EvensomeGevenese?"
"Yes,monsieur,ourlakeissofine!LordByronlivedhereaboutsevenyearsattheVillaDiodati,whicheveryonegoestoseenow,likeCoppetandFerney。"
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