第 5 节
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孤悟 更新:2021-02-19 21:15 字数:9322
〃In what way?〃 queried St。 Just; smiling in spite of himself at
the thought of his or any one else's control over Blakeney and his
plans。
It was de Batz' turn to be silent。 He paused for a moment or two;
then he asked abruptly:
〃Your Scarlet Pimpernel is in Paris now; is he not?〃
〃I cannot tell you;〃 replied Armand。
〃Bah! there is no necessity to fence with me; my friend。 The
moment I set eyes on you this afternoon I knew that you had not
come to Paris alone。〃
〃You are mistaken; my good de Batz;〃 rejoined the young man
earnestly; 〃I came to Paris alone。〃
〃Clever parrying; on my wordbut wholly wasted on my unbelieving
ears。 Did I not note at once that you did not seem overpleased
to…day when I accosted you?〃
〃Again you are mistaken。 I was very pleased to meet you; for I
had felt singularly lonely all day; and was glad to shake a friend
by the hand。 What you took for displeasure was only surprise。〃
〃Surprise? Ah; yes! I don't wonder that you were surprised to see
me walking unmolested and openly in the streets of Pariswhereas
you had heard of me as a dangerous conspirator; eh ?and as a man
who has the entire police of his country at his heelson whose
head there is a pricewhat?〃
〃I knew that you had made several noble efforts to rescue the
unfortunate King and Queen from the hands of these brutes。〃
〃All of which efforts were unsuccessful;〃 assented de Batz
imperturbably; 〃every one of them having been either betrayed by
some dd confederate or ferreted out by some astute spy eager for
gain。 Yes; my friend; I made several efforts to rescue King Louis
and Queen Marie Antoinette from the scaffold; and every time I was
foiled; and yet here I am; you see; unscathed and free。 I walk
about the streets boldly; and talk to my friends as I meet them。〃
〃You are lucky;〃 said St。 Just; not without a tinge of sarcasm。
〃I have been prudent;〃 retorted de Batz。 〃I have taken the
trouble to make friends there where I thought I needed them
mostthe mammon of unrighteousness; you know…what?〃
And he laughed a broad; thick laugh of perfect self…satisfaction。
〃Yes; I know;〃 rejoined St。 Just; with the tone of sarcasm still
more apparent in his voice now。 〃 You have Austrian money at your
disposal。〃
〃Any amount;〃 said the other complacently; 〃and a great deal of it
sticks to the grimy fingers of these patriotic makers of
revolutions。 Thus do I ensure my own safety。 I buy it with the
Emperor's money; and thus am I able to work for the restoration of
the monarchy in France。〃
Again St。 Just was silent。 What could he say? Instinctively now;
as the fleshy personality of the Gascon Royalist seemed to spread
itself out and to fill the tiny box with his ambitious schemes and
his far…reaching plans; Armand's thoughts flew back to that other
plotter; the man with the pure and simple aims; the man whose
slender fingers had never handled alien gold; but were ever there
ready stretched out to the helpless and the weak; whilst his
thoughts were only of the help that he might give them; but never
of his own safety。
De Batz; however; seemed blandly unconscious of any such
disparaging thoughts in the mind of his young friend; for he
continued quite amiably; even though a note of anxiety seemed to
make itself felt now in his smooth voice:
〃We advance slowly; but step by step; my good St。 Just;〃 he said。
〃I have not been able to save the monarchy in the person of the
King or the Queen; but I may yet do it in the person of the
Dauphin。〃
〃The Dauphin;〃 murmured St。 Just involuntarily。
That involuntary murmur; scarcely audible; so soft was it; seemed
in some way to satisfy de Batz; for the keenness of his gaze
relaxed; and his fat fingers ceased their nervous; intermittent
tattoo on the ledge of the box。
〃Yes ! the Dauphin;〃 he said; nodding his head as if in answer to
his own thoughts; 〃or rather; let me say; the reigning King of
FranceLouis XVII; by the grace of Godthe most precious life at
present upon the whole of this earth。〃
〃You are right there; friend de Batz;〃 assented Armand fervently;
〃the most precious life; as you say; and one that must be saved at
all costs。〃
〃Yes;〃 said de Batz calmly; 〃but not by your friend the Scarlet
Pimpernel。〃
〃Why not?〃
Scarce were those two little words out of St。 Just's mouth than he
repented of them。 He bit his lip; and with a dark frown upon his
face he turned almost defiantly towards his friend。
But de Batz smiled with easy bonhomie。
〃Ah; friend Armand;〃 he said; 〃you were not cut out for diplomacy;
nor yet for intrigue。 So then;〃 he added more seriously; 〃that
gallant hero; the Scarlet Pimpernel; has hopes of rescuing our
young King from the clutches of Simon the cobbler and of the herd
of hyenas on the watch for his attenuated little corpse; eh?〃
〃I did not say that;〃 retorted St。 Just sullenly。
〃No。 But I say it。 Nay! nay! do not blame yourself; my
over…loyal young friend。 Could I; or any one else; doubt for a
moment that sooner or later your romantic hero would turn his
attention to the most pathetic sight in the whole of Europethe
child…martyr in the Temple prison? The wonder were to me if the
Scarlet Pimpernel ignored our little King altogether for the sake
of his subjects。 No; no; do not think for a moment that you have
betrayed your friend's secret to me。 When I met you so luckily
today I guessed at once that you were here under the banner of the
enigmatical little red flower; and; thus guessing; I even went a
step further in my conjecture。 The Scarlet Pimpernel is in Paris
now in the hope of rescuing Louis XVII from the Temple prison。〃
〃If that is so; you must not only rejoice but should be able to
help。〃
〃And yet; my friend; I do neither the one now nor mean to do the
other in the future;〃 said de Batz placidly。 〃I happen to be a
Frenchman; you see。〃
〃What has that to do with such a question?〃
〃Everything; though you; Armand; despite that you are a Frenchman
too; do not look through my spectacles。 Louis XVII is King of
France; my good St。 Just; he must owe his freedom and his life to
us Frenchmen; and to no one else。〃
〃That is sheer madness; man;〃 retorted Armand。 〃Would you have the
child perish for the sake of your own selfish ideas?〃
〃You may call them selfish if you will; all patriotism is in a
measure selfish。 What does the rest of the world care if we are a
republic or a monarchy; an oligarchy or hopeless anarchy? We work
for ourselves and to please ourselves; and I for one will not
brook foreign interference。〃
〃Yet you work with foreign money!〃
〃That is another matter。 I cannot get money in France; so I get
it where I can; but I can arrange for the escape of Louis XVII is
King of France; my good St。 Just; he must of France should belong
the honour and glory of having saved our King。〃
For the third time now St。 Just allowed the conversation to drop;
he was gazing wide…eyed; almost appalled at this impudent display
of well…nigh ferocious selfishness and vanity。 De Batz; smiling
and complacent; was leaning back in his chair; looking at his
young friend with perfect contentment expressed in every line of
his pock…marked face and in the very attitude of his well…fed
body。 It was easy enough now to understand the remarkable
immunity which this man was enjoying; despite the many foolhardy
plots which he hatched; and which had up to now invariably come to
naught。
A regular braggart and empty windbag; he had taken but one good
care; and that was of his own skin。 Unlike other less fortunate
Royalists of France; he neither fought in the country nor braved
dangers in town。 He played a safer gamecrossed the frontier and
constituted himself agent of Austria; he succeeded in gaining the
Emperor's money for the good of the Royalist cause; and for his
own most especial benefit。
Even a less astute man of the world than was Armand St。 Just would
easily have guessed that de Batz' desire to be the only instrument
in the rescue of the poor little Dauphin from the Temple was not
actuated by patriotism; but solely by greed。 Obviously there was
a rich reward waiting for him in Vienna the day that he brought
Louis XVII safely into Austrian territory; that reward he would
miss if a meddlesome Englishman interfered in this affair。 Whether
in this wrangle he risked the life of the child…King or not
mattered to him not at all。 It was de Batz who was to get the
reward; and whose welfare and prosperity mattered more than the
most precious life in Europe。
CHAPTER III
THE DEMON CHANCE
St。 Just would have given much to be back in his lonely squalid
lodgings now。 Too late did he realise how wise had been the
dictum which had warned him against making or renewing friendships
in France。
Men had changed with the times。 How terribly they had changed!
Personal safety had become a fetish with mosta goal so difficult
to attain that it had to be fought for and striven for; even at
the expense of humanity and of self…respect。
Selfishnessthe mere; cold…blooded insistence for self…advancement
ruled supreme。 De Batz; surfeited with foreign money; used it
firstly to ensure his own immunity; scatt