第 6 节
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with perennials and velvet mosses drooping to the river but not
falling to it; mouldering boats; fishing…nets; the monotonous sing…
song of a shepherd; ducks paddling among the islands or preening on
the 〃jard;〃a name given to the coarse sand which the Loire brings
down; the millers; with their caps over one ear; busily loading their
mules;all these details made the scene before me one of primitive
simplicity。 Imagine; also; beyond the bridge two or three farm…houses;
a dove…cote; turtle…doves; thirty or more dilapidated cottages;
separated by gardens; by hedges of honeysuckle; clematis; and jasmine;
a dunghill beside each door; and cocks and hens about the road。 Such
is the village of Pont…de…Ruan; a picturesque little hamlet leading up
to an old church full of character; a church of the days of the
Crusades; such a one as painters desire for their pictures。 Surround
this scene with ancient walnut…trees and slim young poplars with their
pale…gold leaves; dot graceful buildings here and there along the
grassy slopes where sight is lost beneath the vaporous; warm sky; and
you will have some idea of one of the points of view of this most
lovely region。
I followed the road to Sache along the left bank of the river;
noticing carefully the details of the hills on the opposite shore。 At
length I reached a park embellished with centennial trees; which I
knew to be that of Frapesle。 I arrived just as the bell was ringing
for breakfast。 After the meal; my host; who little suspected that I
had walked from Tours; carried me over his estate; from the borders of
which I saw the valley on all sides under its many aspects;here
through a vista; there to its broad extent; often my eyes were drawn
to the horizon along the golden blade of the Loire; where the sails
made fantastic figures among the currents as they flew before the
wind。 As we mounted a crest I came in sight of the chateau d'Azay;
like a diamond of many facets in a setting of the Indre; standing on
wooden piles concealed by flowers。 Farther on; in a hollow; I saw the
romantic masses of the chateau of Sache; a sad retreat though full of
harmony; too sad for the superficial; but dear to a poet with a soul
in pain。 I; too; came to love its silence; its great gnarled trees;
and the nameless mysterious influence of its solitary valley。 But now;
each time that we reached an opening towards the neighboring slope
which gave to view the pretty castle I had first noticed in the
morning; I stopped to look at it with pleasure。
〃Hey!〃 said my host; reading in my eyes the sparkling desires which
youth so ingenuously betrays; 〃so you scent from afar a pretty woman
as a dog scents game!〃
I did not like the speech; but I asked the name of the castle and of
its owner。
〃It is Clochegourde;〃 he replied; 〃a pretty house belonging to the
Comte de Mortsauf; the head of an historic family in Touraine; whose
fortune dates from the days of Louis XI。; and whose name tells the
story to which they owe their arms and their distinction。 Monsieur de
Mortsauf is descended from a man who survived the gallows。 The family
bear: Or; a cross potent and counter…potent sable; charged with a
fleur…de…lis or; and 'Dieu saulve le Roi notre Sire;' for motto。 The
count settled here after the return of the emigration。 The estate
belongs to his wife; a demoiselle de Lenoncourt; of the house of
Lenoncourt…Givry which is now dying out。 Madame de Mortsauf is an only
daughter。 The limited fortune of the family contrasts strangely with
the distinction of their names; either from pride; or; possibly; from
necessity; they never leave Clochegourde and see no company。 Until now
their attachment to the Bourbons explained this retirement; but the
return of the king has not changed their way of living。 When I came to
reside here last year I paid them a visit of courtesy; they returned
it and invited us to dinner; the winter separated us for some months;
and political events kept me away from Frapesle until recently。 Madame
de Mortsauf is a woman who would hold the highest position wherever
she might be。〃
〃Does she often come to Tours?〃
〃She never goes there。 However;〃 he added; correcting himself; 〃she
did go there lately to the ball given to the Duc d'Angouleme; who was
very gracious to her husband。〃
〃It was she!〃 I exclaimed。
〃She! who?〃
〃A woman with beautiful shoulders。〃
〃You will meet a great many women with beautiful shoulders in
Touraine;〃 he said; laughing。 〃But if you are not tired we can cross
the river and call at Clochegourde and you shall renew acquaintance
with those particular shoulders。〃
I agreed; not without a blush of shame and pleasure。 About four
o'clock we reached the little chateau on which my eyes had fastened
from the first。 The building; which is finely effective in the
landscape; is in reality very modest。 It has five windows on the
front; those at each end of the facade; looking south; project about
twelve feet;an architectural device which gives the idea of two
towers and adds grace to the structure。 The middle window serves as a
door from which you descend through a double portico into a terraced
garden which joins the narrow strip of grass…land that skirts the
Indre along its whole course。 Though this meadow is separated from the
lower terrace; which is shaded by a double line of acacias and
Japanese ailanthus; by the country road; it nevertheless appears from
the house to be a part of the garden; for the road is sunken and
hemmed in on one side by the terrace; on the other side by a Norman
hedge。 The terraces being very well managed put enough distance
between the house and the river to avoid the inconvenience of too
great proximity to water; without losing the charms of it。 Below the
house are the stables; coach…house; green…houses; and kitchen; the
various openings to which form an arcade。 The roof is charmingly
rounded at the angles; and bears mansarde windows with carved mullions
and leaden finials on their gables。 This roof; no doubt much neglected
during the Revolution; is stained by a sort of mildew produced by
lichens and the reddish moss which grows on houses exposed to the sun。
The glass door of the portico is surmounted by a little tower which
holds the bell; and on which is carved the escutcheon of the Blamont…
Chauvry family; to which Madame de Mortsauf belonged; as follows:
Gules; a pale vair; flanked quarterly by two hands clasped or; and two
lances in chevron sable。 The motto; 〃Voyez tous; nul ne touche!〃
struck me greatly。 The supporters; a griffin and dragon gules;
enchained or; made a pretty effect in the carving。 The Revolution has
damaged the ducal crown and the crest; which was a palm…tree vert with
fruit or。 Senart; the secretary of the committee of public safety was
bailiff of Sache before 1781; which explains this destruction。
These arrangements give an elegant air to the little castle; dainty as
a flower; which seems to scarcely rest upon the earth。 Seen from the
valley the ground…floor appears to be the first story; but on the
other side it is on a level with a broad gravelled path leading to a
grass…plot; on which are several flower…beds。 To right and left are
vineyards; orchards; and a few acres of tilled land planted with
chestnut…trees which surround the house; the ground falling rapidly to
the Indre; where other groups of trees of variegated shades of green;
chosen by Nature herself; are spread along the shore。 I admired these
groups; so charmingly disposed; as we mounted the hilly road which
borders Clochegourde; I breathed an atmosphere of happiness。 Has the
moral nature; like the physical nature; its own electrical
communications and its rapid changes of temperature? My heart was
beating at the approach of events then unrevealed which were to change
it forever; just as animals grow livelier when foreseeing fine
weather。
This day; so marked in my life; lacked no circumstance that was needed
to solemnize it。 Nature was adorned like a woman to meet her lover。 My
soul heard her voice for the first time; my eyes worshipped her; as
fruitful; as varied as my imagination had pictured her in those
school…dreams the influence of which I have tried in a few unskilful
words to explain to you; for they were to me an Apocalypse in which my
life was figuratively foretold; each event; fortunate or unfortunate;
being mated to some one of these strange visions by ties known only to
the soul。
We crossed a court…yard surrounded by buildings necessary for the farm
work;a barn; a wine…press; cow…sheds; and stables。 Warned by the
barking of the watch…dog; a servant came to meet us; saying that
Monsieur le comte had gone to Azay in the morning but would soon
return; and that Madame la comtesse was at home。 My companion looked
at me。 I fairly trembled lest he should decline to see Madame de
Mortsauf in her husband's absence; but he told the man to