第 18 节
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男孩不逛街 更新:2021-02-21 10:45 字数:9322
greatly excited。 With redoubled attention; Blanche continued in these
words:
〃The adopted brother of Agricola; the poor deserted child whom the wife
of our good Dagobert so generously took in; forms; my father tells me; a
great contrast with Agricola; not in heart; for they have both excellent
hearts; but Gabriel is as thoughtful and melancholy as Agricola is
lively; joyous; and active。 Moreover; adds my father; each of them; so
to speak; has the aspect; which belongs to his character。 Agricola is
dark; tall; and strong; with a gay and bold air; Gabriel; on the
contrary; is weak; fair; timid as a girl; and his face wears an
expression of angelic mildness。〃
The orphans looked at each other in surprise; then; as they turned
towards the soldier their ingenuous countenances; Rose said to him; 〃Have
you heard; Dagobert? Father says; that your Gabriel is fair; and has the
face of an angel。 Why; 'tis exactly like ours!〃
〃Yes; yes; I heard very well; it is that which surprised me; in your
dream。〃
〃I should like to know; if he has also blue eyes;〃 said Rose。
〃As for that; my children; though the general says nothing about it; I
will answer for it: your fair boys have always blue eyes。 But; blue or
black; he will not use them to stare at young ladies; go on; and you will
see why。〃
Blanche resumed:
〃His face wears an expression of angelic mildness。 One of the Brothers
of the Christian Schools; where he went with Agricola and other children
of his quarter; struck with his intelligence and good disposition; spoke
of him to a person of consequence; who; becoming interested in the lad;
placed him in a seminary for the clergy; and; since the last two years;
Gabriel is a priest。 He intends devoting himself to foreign missions;
and will soon set out for America。〃
〃Your Gabriel is a priest; it appears?〃 said Rose; looking at Dagobert。
〃While ours is an angel;〃 added Blanche。
〃Which only proves that yours is a step higher than mine。 Well; every
one to his taste; there are good people in all trades; but I prefer that
it should be Gabriel who has chosen the black gown。 I'd rather see my
boy with arms bare; hammer in hand; and a leathern apron round him;
neither more nor less than your old grandfather; my childrenthe father
of Marshal Simon; Duke of Lignyfor; after all; marshal and duke he is
by the grace of the Emperor。 Now finish your letter。〃
〃Soon; alas; yes!〃 said Blanche; 〃there are only a few lines left。〃 And
she proceeded:
〃Thus; my dear; loving Eva; if this journal should ever reach its
destination; you will be able to satisfy Dagobert as to the position of
his wife and son; whom he left for our sakes。 How can we ever repay such
a sacrifice? But I feel sure; that your good and generous heart will
have found some means of compensation。
〃Adieu!Again adieu; for to…day; my beloved Eva; I left off writing for
a moment; to visit the tent of Djalma。 He slept peacefully; and his
father watched beside him; with a smile; he banished my fears。 This
intrepid young man is no longer in any danger。 May he still be spared in
the combat of to…morrow! Adieu; my gentle Eva! the night is silent and
calm; the fires of the bivouac are slowly dying out; and our poor
mountaineers repose after this bloody day; I can hear; from hour to hour;
the distant all's well of our sentinels。 Those foreign words bring back
my grief; they remind me of what I sometimes forget in writingthat I am
faraway; separated from you and from my child! Poor; beloved beings!
what will be your destiny? Ah! if I could only send you; in time; that
medal; which; by a fatal accident; I carried away with me from Warsaw;
you might; perhaps; obtain leave to visit France; or at least to send our
child there with Dagobert; for you know of what importanceBut why add
this sorrow to all the rest? Unfortunately; the years are passing away;
the fatal day will arrive; and this last hope; in which I live for you;
will also be taken from me: but I will not close the evening by so sad a
thought。 Adieu; my beloved Eva! Clasp our child to your bosom; and
cover it with all the kisses which I send to both of you from the depths
of exile!〃
〃Till to…morrowafter the battle!〃
The reading of this touching letter was followed by long silence。 The
tears of Rose and Blanche flowed together。 Dagobert; with his head
resting on his hand; was absorbed in painful reflections。
Without doors; the wind had now augmented in violence; a heavy rain began
to beat on the sounding panes; the most profound silence reigned in the
interior of the inn。 But; whilst the daughters of General Simon were
reading with such deep emotion; these fragments of their father's
journal; a strange and mysterious scene transpired in the menagerie of
the brute…tamer。
CHAPTER IX。
THE CAGES。
Morok had prepared himself。 Over his deer…skin vest he had drawn the
coat of mailthat steel tissue; as pliable as cloth; as hard as
diamonds; next; clothing his arms and legs in their proper armor; and his
feet in iron…bound buskins; and concealing all this defensive equipment
under loose trousers and an ample pelisse carefully buttoned; he took in
his hand a long bar of iron; white…hot; set in a wooden handle。
Though long ago daunted by the skill and energy of the Prophet; his tiger
Cain; his lion Judas; and his black panther Death; had sometimes
attempted; in a moment of rebellion; to try their fangs and claws on his
person; but; thanks to the armor concealed beneath his pelisse; they
blunted their claws upon a skin of steel; and notched their fangs upon
arms or legs of iron; whilst a slight touch of their master's metallic
wand left a deep furrow in their smoking; shrivelled flesh。
Finding the inutility of their efforts; and endowed with strong memory;
the beasts soon learned that their teeth and claws were powerless when
directed against this invulnerable being。 Hence; their terrified
submission reached to such a point that; in his public representations;
their master could make them crouch and cower at his feet by the least
movement of a little wand covered with flame…colored paper。
The Prophet; thus armed with care; and holding in his hand the iron made
hot by Goliath; descended by the trapdoor of the loft into the large shed
beneath; in which were deposited the cages of his animals。 A mere wooden
partition separated this shed from the stable that contained his horses。
A lantern; with a reflector; threw a vivid light on the cages。 They were
four in number。 A wide iron grating formed their sides; turning at one
end upon hinges like a door; so as to give ingress to the animal; the
bottom of each den rested on two axle…trees and four small iron castors;
so that they could easily be removed to the large covered wagon in which
they were placed during a journey。 One of them was empty; the other
three contained; as already intimated; a panther; a tiger; and a lion。
The panther; originally from Java; seemed to merit the gloomy name of
Death; by her grim; ferocious aspect。 Completely black; she lay
crouching and rolled up in the bottom of her cage; and her dark hues
mingling with the obscurity which surrounded her; nothing was distinctly
visible but fixed and glaring eyesyellow balls of phosphoric light;
which only kindled; as it were; in the night…time; for it is the nature
of all the animals of the feline species to enjoy entire clearness of
vision but in darkness。
The Prophet entered the stable in silence: the dark red of his long
pelisse contrasted with the pale yellow of his straight hair and beard;
the lantern; placed at some height above the ground; threw its rays full
upon this man; and the strong light; opposed to the deep shadows around
it; gave effect to the sharp proportions of his bony and savage looking
figure。
He approached the cage slowly。 The white rim; which encircled his
eyeball; appeared to dilate; and his look rivaled in motionless
brilliancy the steadily sparkling gaze of the panther。 Still crouching
in the shade; she felt already the fascination of that glance; two or
three times she dropped her eyelids; with a low; angry howl; then;
reopening her eyes; as if in spite of herself; she kept them fastened
immovably on those of the Prophet。 And now her rounded ears clung to her
skull; which was flattened like a viper's; the skin of her forehead
became convulsively wrinkled; she drew in her bristling; but silky
muzzle; and twice silently opened her jaws; garnished with formidable
fangs。 From that moment a kind of magnetic connection seemed to be
established between the man and the beast。
The Prophet extended his glowing bar towards the cage; and said; in a
sharp; imperious tone: 〃Death! come here。〃
The panther rose; but so dragged herself along that her belly and the
bend of her legs touched the ground。 She was three feet high; and nearly
five in length; her elastic and fleshy spine; the sinews of her thighs as
well developed as those of a race…horse; her deep chest; her enormous
jutting shoulders; the nerve and muscle in her short; thick pawsall
announced that this terrible animal united vigor with suppleness; and
strength with