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第27章

  ’Onecanlodgehereto-night,madame?’
  ’Perfectly!’saidthelandladyinahigh,sing-song,cheeryvoice。
  ’Good。Onecandine——sup——whatyoupleasetocallit?’
  ’Ah,perfectly!’criedthelandladyasbefore。
  ’Dispatchthen,madame,ifyouplease。Somethingtoeat,asquicklyasyoucan;andsomewineatonce。Iamexhausted。’
  ’Itisverybadweather,monsieur,’saidthelandlady。
  ’Cursedweather。’
  ’Andaverylongroad。’
  ’Acursedroad。’
  Hishoarsevoicefailedhim,andherestedhisheaduponhishandsuntilabottleofwinewasbroughtfromthecounter。Havingfilledandemptiedhislittletumblertwice,andhavingbrokenoffanendfromthegreatloafthatwassetbeforehimwithhisclothandnapkin,soup-plate,salt,pepper,andoil,herestedhisbackagainstthecornerofthewall,madeacouchofthebenchonwhichhesat,andbegantochewcrust,untilsuchtimeashisrepastshouldbeready。
  Therehadbeenthatmomentaryinterruptionofthetalkaboutthestove,andthattemporaryinattentiontoanddistractionfromoneanother,whichisusuallyinseparableinsuchacompanyfromthearrivalofastranger。Ithadpassedoverbythistime;andthemenhaddoneglancingathim,andweretalkingagain。
  ’That’sthetruereason,’saidoneofthem,bringingastoryhehadbeentelling,toaclose,’that’sthetruereasonwhytheysaidthatthedevilwasletloose。’ThespeakerwasthetallSwissbelongingtothechurch,andhebroughtsomethingoftheauthorityofthechurchintothediscussion——especiallyasthedevilwasinquestion。
  Thelandladyhavinggivenherdirectionsforthenewguest’sentertainmenttoherhusband,whoactedascooktotheBreakofDay,hadresumedherneedleworkbehindhercounter。Shewasasmart,neat,brightlittlewoman,withagooddealofcapandagooddealofstocking,andshestruckintotheconversationwithseverallaughingnodsofherhead,butwithoutlookingupfromherwork。
  ’AhHeaven,then,’saidshe。’WhentheboatcameupfromLyons,andbroughtthenewsthatthedevilwasactuallyletlooseatMarseilles,somefly-catchersswallowedit。ButI?No,notI。’
  ’Madame,youarealwaysright,’returnedthetallSwiss。
  ’Doubtlessyouwereenragedagainstthatman,madame?’
  ’Ay,yes,then!’criedthelandlady,raisinghereyesfromherwork,openingthemverywide,andtossingherheadononeside。
  ’Naturally,yes。’
  ’Hewasabadsubject。’
  ’Hewasawickedwretch,’saidthelandlady,’andwellmeritedwhathehadthegoodfortunetoescape。Somuchtheworse。’
  ’Stay,madame!Letussee,’returnedtheSwiss,argumentativelyturninghiscigarbetweenhislips。’Itmayhavebeenhisunfortunatedestiny。Hemayhavebeenthechildofcircumstances。
  Itisalwayspossiblethathehad,andhas,goodinhimifonedidbutknowhowtofinditout。Philosophicalphilanthropyteaches——’
  Therestofthelittleknotaboutthestovemurmuredanobjectiontotheintroductionofthatthreateningexpression。Eventhetwoplayersatdominoesglancedupfromtheirgame,asiftoprotestagainstphilosophicalphilanthropybeingbroughtbynameintotheBreakofDay。
  ’Holdthere,youandyourphilanthropy,’criedthesmilinglandlady,noddingherheadmorethanever。’Listenthen。Iamawoman,I。Iknownothingofphilosophicalphilanthropy。ButI
  knowwhatIhaveseen,andwhatIhavelookedinthefaceinthisworldhere,whereIfindmyself。AndItellyouthis,myfriend,thattherearepeoplemenandwomenboth,unfortunatelywhohavenogoodinthem——none。Thattherearepeoplewhomitisnecessarytodetestwithoutcompromise。Thattherearepeoplewhomustbedealtwithasenemiesofthehumanrace。Thattherearepeoplewhohavenohumanheart,andwhomustbecrushedlikesavagebeastsandclearedoutoftheway。Theyarebutfew,Ihope;butIhaveseeninthisworldherewhereIfindmyself,andevenatthelittleBreakofDaythattherearesuchpeople。AndIdonotdoubtthatthisman——whatevertheycallhim,Iforgethisname——isoneofthem。’
  Thelandlady’slivelyspeechwasreceivedwithgreaterfavourattheBreakofDay,thanitwouldhaveelicitedfromcertainamiablewhitewashersoftheclassshesounreasonablyobjectedto,nearerGreatBritain。
  ’Myfaith!Ifyourphilosophicalphilanthropy,’saidthelandlady,puttingdownherwork,andrisingtotakethestranger’ssoupfromherhusband,whoappearedwithitatasidedoor,’putsanybodyatthemercyofsuchpeoplebyholdingtermswiththematall,inwordsordeeds,orboth,takeitawayfromtheBreakofDay,foritisn’tworthasou。’
  Assheplacedthesoupbeforetheguest,whochangedhisattitudetoasittingone,helookedherfullintheface,andhismoustachewentupunderhisnose,andhisnosecamedownoverhismoustache。
  ’Well!’saidthepreviousspeaker,’letuscomebacktooursubject。Leavingallthataside,gentlemen,itwasbecausethemanwasacquittedonhistrialthatpeoplesaidatMarseillesthatthedevilwasletloose。Thatwashowthephrasebegantocirculate,andwhatitmeant;nothingmore。’
  ’Howdotheycallhim?’saidthelandlady。’Biraud,isitnot?’
  ’Rigaud,madame,’returnedthetallSwiss。
  ’Rigaud!Tobesure。’
  Thetraveller’ssoupwassucceededbyadishofmeat,andthatbyadishofvegetables。Heateallthatwasplacedbeforehim,emptiedhisbottleofwine,calledforaglassofrum,andsmokedhiscigarettewithhiscupofcoffee。Ashebecamerefreshed,hebecameoverbearing;andpatronisedthecompanyattheDaybreakincertainsmalltalkatwhichheassisted,asifhisconditionwerefarabovehisappearance。
  Thecompanymighthavehadotherengagements,ortheymighthavefelttheirinferiority,butinanycasetheydispersedbydegrees,andnotbeingreplacedbyothercompany,lefttheirnewpatroninpossessionoftheBreakofDay。Thelandlordwasclinkingaboutinhiskitchen;thelandladywasquietatherwork;andtherefreshedtravellersatsmokingbythestove,warminghisraggedfeet。
  ’Pardonme,madame——thatBiraud。’
  ’Rigaud,monsieur。’
  ’Rigaud。Pardonmeagain——hascontractedyourdispleasure,how?’
  Thelandlady,whohadbeenatonemomentthinkingwithinherselfthatthiswasahandsomeman,atanothermomentthatthiswasanill-lookingman,observedthenosecomingdownandthemoustachegoingup,andstronglyinclinedtothelatterdecision。Rigaudwasacriminal,shesaid,whohadkilledhiswife。
  ’Ay,ay?Deathofmylife,that’sacriminalindeed。Buthowdoyouknowit?’
  ’Alltheworldknowsit。’
  ’Hah!Andyetheescapedjustice?’
  ’Monsieur,thelawcouldnotproveitagainsthimtoitssatisfaction。Sothelawsays。Nevertheless,alltheworldknowshedidit。Thepeopleknewitsowell,thattheytriedtotearhimtopieces。’
  ’Beingallinperfectaccordwiththeirownwives?’saidtheguest。
  ’Haha!’
  ThelandladyoftheBreakofDaylookedathimagain,andfeltalmostconfirmedinherlastdecision。Hehadafinehand,though,andheturneditwithagreatshow。Shebeganoncemoretothinkthathewasnotill-lookingafterall。
  ’Didyoumention,madame——orwasitmentionedamongthegentlemen——
  whatbecameofhim?’
  Thelandladyshookherhead;itbeingthefirstconversationalstageatwhichhervivaciousearnestnesshadceasedtonodit,keepingtimetowhatshesaid。IthadbeenmentionedattheDaybreak,sheremarked,ontheauthorityofthejournals,thathehadbeenkeptinprisonforhisownsafety。Howeverthatmightbe,hehadescapedhisdeserts;somuchtheworse。
  Theguestsatlookingatherashesmokedouthisfinalcigarette,andasshesatwithherheadbentoverherwork,withanexpressionthatmighthaveresolvedherdoubts,andbroughthertoalastingconclusiononthesubjectofhisgoodorbadlooksifshehadseenit。Whenshedidlookup,theexpressionwasnotthere。Thehandwassmoothinghisshaggymoustache。
  ’Mayoneasktobeshowntobed,madame?’
  Verywillingly,monsieur。Hola,myhusband!Myhusbandwouldconducthimup-stairs。Therewasonetravellerthere,asleep,whohadgonetobedveryearlyindeed,beingoverpoweredbyfatigue;
  butitwasalargechamberwithtwobedsinit,andspaceenoughfortwenty。ThisthelandladyoftheBreakofDaychirpinglyexplained,callingbetweenwhiles,’Hola,myhusband!’outatthesidedoor。
  Myhusbandansweredatlength,’ItisI,mywife!’andpresentinghimselfinhiscook’scap,lightedthetravellerupasteepandnarrowstaircase;thetravellercarryinghisowncloakandknapsack,andbiddingthelandladygoodnightwithacomplimentaryreferencetothepleasureofseeingheragainto-morrow。Itwasalargeroom,witharoughsplinteryfloor,unplasteredraftersoverhead,andtwobedsteadsonoppositesides。Here’myhusband’
  putdownthecandlehecarried,andwithasidelonglookathisgueststoopingoverhisknapsack,grufflygavehimtheinstruction,’Thebedtotheright!’andlefthimtohisrepose。Thelandlord,whetherhewasagoodorabadphysiognomist,hadfullymadeuphismindthattheguestwasanill-lookingfellow。
  Theguestlookedcontemptuouslyatthecleancoarsebeddingpreparedforhim,and,sittingdownontherushchairatthebedside,drewhismoneyoutofhispocket,andtolditoverinhishand。’Onemusteat,’hemutteredtohimself,’butbyHeavenI
  musteatatthecostofsomeothermanto-morrow!’
  Ashesatpondering,andmechanicallyweighinghismoneyinhispalm,thedeepbreathingofthetravellerintheotherbedfellsoregularlyuponhishearingthatitattractedhiseyesinthatdirection。Themanwascoveredupwarm,andhaddrawnthewhitecurtainathishead,sothathecouldbeonlyheard,notseen。Butthedeepregularbreathing,stillgoingonwhiletheotherwastakingoffhiswornshoesandgaiters,andstillcontinuingwhenhehadlaidasidehiscoatandcravat,becameatlengthastrongprovocativetocuriosity,andincentivetogetaglimpseofthesleeper’sface。
  Thewakingtraveller,therefore,stolealittlenearer,andyetalittlenearer,andalittlenearertothesleepingtraveller’sbed,untilhestoodclosebesideit。Eventhenhecouldnotseehisface,forhehaddrawnthesheetoverit。Theregularbreathingstillcontinuing,heputhissmoothwhitehandsuchatreacheroushanditlooked,asitwentcreepingfromhim!tothesheet,andgentlylifteditaway。
  ’Deathofmysoul!’hewhispered,fallingback,’here’sCavalletto!’
  ThelittleItalian,previouslyinfluencedinhissleep,perhaps,bythestealthypresenceathisbedside,stoppedinhisregularbreathing,andwithalongdeeprespirationopenedhiseyes。Atfirsttheywerenotawake,thoughopen。Helayforsomesecondslookingplacidlyathisoldprisoncompanion,andthen,allatonce,withacryofsurpriseandalarm,sprangoutofbed。