第 54 节
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男孩不逛街 更新:2021-02-18 23:24 字数:9322
October 6。 Nothing has been discovered。 Some strolling vagabond
must have done the deed。 Ah! If I had seen the blood flow it
seems to me I should be tranquil now!
October 10。 Yet another。 I was walking by the river; after
breakfast。 And I saw; under a willow; a fisherman asleep。 It was
noon。 A spade; as if expressly put there for me; was standing in
a potato…field near by。
I took it。 I returned; I raised it like a club; and with one blow
of the edge I cleft the fisherman's head。 Oh! he bled; this
one!rose…colored blood。 It flowed into the water quite gently。
And I went away with a grave step。 If I had been seen! Ah! I
should have made an excellent assassin。
October 25。 The affair of the fisherman makes a great noise。 His
nephew; who fished with him; is charged with the murder。
October 26。 The examining magistrate affirms that the nephew is
guilty。 Everybody in town believes it。 Ah! ah!
October 27。 The nephew defends himself badly。 He had gone to the
village to buy bread and cheese; he declares。 He swears that his
uncle had been killed in his absence! Who would believe him?
October 28。 The nephew has all but confessed; so much have they
made him lose his head! Ah! Justice!
November 15。 There are overwheming proofs against the nephew; who
was his uncle's heir。 I shall preside at the sessions。
January 25; 1852。 To death! to death! to death! I have had him
condemned to death! The advocate…general spoke like an angel! Ah!
Yet another! I shall go to see him executed!
March 10。 It is done。 They guillotined him this morning。 He died
very well! very well! That gave me pleasure! How fine it is to
see a man's head cut off!
Now; I shall wait; I can wait。 It would take such a little thing
to let myself be caught。
* * * * * * *
The manuscript contained more pages; but told of no new crime。
Alienist physicians to whom the awful story has been submitted
declare that there are in the world many unknown madmen; as
adroit and as terrible as this monstrous lunatic。
AN UNFORTUNATE LIKENESS
It was during one of those sudden changes of the electric light;
which at one time throws rays of exquisite pale pink; of a liquid
gold filtered through the light hair of a woman; and at another;
rays of bluish hue with strange tints; such as the sky assumes at
twilight; in which the women with their bare shoulders looked
like living flowersit was; I say; on the night of the first of
January at Montonirail's; the dainty painter of tall; undulating
figures; of bright dresses; of Parisian prettinessthat tall
Pescarelle; whom some called 〃Pussy;〃 though I do not know why;
suddenly said in a low voice:
〃Well; people were not altogether mistaken; in fact; were only
half wrong when they coupled my name with that of pretty Lucy
Plonelle。 She had caught me; just as a birdcatcher on a frosty
morning catches an imprudent wren on a limed twigin fact; she
might have done whatever she liked with me。
〃I was under the charm of her enigmatical and mocking smile; that
smile in which her teeth gleamed cruelly between her red lips;
and glistened as if they were ready to bite and to heighten the
pleasure of the most delightful; the most voluptuous; kiss by
pain。
〃I loved everything in herher feline suppleness; her languid
looks which emerged from her half…closed lids; full of promises
and temptation; her somewhat extreme elegance; and her hands;
those long; delicate white hands; with blue veins; like the
bloodless hands of a female saint in a stained glass window; and
her slender fingers; on which only the large blood…drop of a ruby
glittered。
〃I would have given her all my remaining youth and vigor to have
laid my burning hands upon the back of her cool; round neck; and
to feel that bright; silk; golden mane enveloping me and
caressing my skin。 I was never tired of hearing her disdainful;
petulant voice; those vibrations which sounded as if they
proceeded from clear glass; whose music; at times; became hoarse;
harsh; and fierce; like the loud; sonorous calls of the
Valkyries。
〃Good heavens! to be her lover; to be her chattel; to belong to
her; to devote one's whole existence to her; to spend one's last
half…penny and to sink in misery; only to have the glory and the
happiness of possessing her splendid beauty; the sweetness of her
kisses; the pink and the white of her demonlike soul all to
myself; if only for a few months!
〃It makes you laugh; I know; to think that I should have been
caught like thatI who give such good; prudent advice to my
friendsI who fear love as I do those quicksands and shoals
which appear at low tide and in which one may be swallowed up and
disappear!
〃But who can answer for himself; who can defend himself against
such a danger; as the magnetic attraction that inheres in such a
woman? Nevertheless; I got cured and perfectly cured; and that
quite accidentally。 This is how the enchantment; which was
apparently so infrangible; was broken。
〃On the first night of a play; I was sitting in the stalls close
to Lucy; whose mother had accompanied her; as usual。 They
occupied the front of a box; side by side。 From some
unsurmountable attraction; I never ceased looking at the woman
whom I loved with all the force of my being。 I feasted my eyes on
her beauty; I saw nobody except her in the theater; and did not
listen to the piece that was being performed on the stage。
〃Suddenly; however; I felt as if I had received a blow from a
dagger in my heart; and I had an insane hallucination。 Lucy had
moved; and her pretty head was in profile; in the same attitude
and with the same lines as her mother。 I do not know what shadow
or what play of light had hardened and altered the color of her
delicate features; effacing their ideal prettiness; but the more
I looked at them both; at the one who was young and the one who
was old; the greater the distressing resemblance became。
〃I saw Lucy growing older and older; striving against those
accumulating years which bring wrinkles in the face; produce a
double chin and crow's…feet; and spoil the mouth。 THEY ALMOST
LOOKED LIKE TWINS。
〃I suffered so; that I thought I should go mad。 Yet in spite of
myself; instead of shaking off this feeling and making my escape
out of the theater; far away into the noise and life of the
boulevards; I persisted in looking at the other; at the old one;
in examining her; in judging her; in dissecting her with my eyes。
I got excited over her flabby cheeks; over those ridiculous
dimples; that were half filled up; over that treble chin; that
dyed hair; those lusterless eyes; and that nose; which was a
caricature of Lucy's beautiful; attractive little nose。
〃I had a prescience of the future。 I loved her; and I should love
her more and more every day; that little sorceress who had so
despotically and so quickly conquered me。 I should not allow any
participation or any intrigue from the day she gave herself to
me; and once intimately connected; who could tell whether; just
as I was defending myself against it most; the legitimate
terminationmarriagemight not come?
〃Why not give one's name to a woman whom one loves; and whom one
trusts? The reason was that I should be tied to a disfigured;
ugly creature; with whom I should not venture to be seen in
public。 My friends would leer at her with laughter in their eyes;
and with pity in their hearts for the man who was accompanying
those remains。
〃And so; as soon as the curtain had fallen; without saying good
day or good evening; I had myself driven to the Moulin Rouge。
* * * * * * *
〃Well;〃 Florise d'Anglet exclaimed; 〃I shall never take mamma to
the theater with me again; for the men are really going crazy!〃
A COUNTRY EXCURSION
For five months they had been talking of going to lunch at some
country restaurant in the neighborhood of Paris; on Madame
Dufour's birthday; and as they were looking forward very
impatiently to the outing; they had risen very early that
morning。 Monsieur Dufour had borrowed the milkman's tilted cart;
and drove himself。 It was a very neat; two wheeled conveyance;
with a hood; and in it Madame Dufour; resplendent in a wonderful;
sherry…colored silk dress; sat by the side of her husband。
The old grandmother and the daughter were accommodated with two
chairs; and a yellow…haired youth; of whom; however; nothing was
to be seen except his head; lay at the bottom of the trap。
When they got to the bridge of Neuilly; Monsieur Dufour said:
〃Here we are in the country at last!〃 At that warning; his wife
grew sentimental about the beauties of nature。 When they got to
the crossroads at Courbevoie; they were seized with admiration
for the tremendous view down there: on the right was the spire of
Argenteuil church; above it rose the hills of Sannois and the
mill of O