第 18 节
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淋雨 更新:2021-02-21 13:47 字数:9322
openings in the closed apartments; and he thought that in several of
the latter he could see persons asleep。
The last story; which was narrower; formed a sort of dado on the
summit of the terraces。 Matho walked round it slowly。
A milky light filled the sheets of talc which closed the little
apertures in the wall; and in their symmetrical arrangement they
looked in the darkness like rows of delicate pearls。 He recognised the
red door with the black cross。 The throbbing of his heart increased。
He would fain have fled。 He pushed the door and it opened。
A galley…shaped lamp hung burning in the back part of the room; and
three rays; emitted from its silver keel; trembled on the lofty
wainscots; which were painted red with black bands。 The ceiling was an
assemblage of small beams; with amethysts and topazes amid their
gilding in the knots of the wood。 On both the great sides of the
apartment there stretched a very low bed made with white leathern
straps; while above; semi…circles like shells; opened in the thickness
of the wall; suffered a garment to come out and hang down to the
ground。
There was an oval basin with a step of onyx round it; delicate
slippers of serpent skin were standing on the edge; together with an
alabaster flagon。 The trace of a wet footstep might be seen beyond。
Exquisite scents were evaporating。
Matho glided over the pavement; which was encrusted with gold; mother…
of…pearl; and glass; and; in spite of the polished smoothness of the
ground; it seemed to him that his feet sank as though he were walking
on sand。
Behind the silver lamp he had perceived a large square of azure held
in the air by four cords from above; and he advanced with loins bent
and mouth open。
Flamingoes' wings; fitted on branches of black coral; lay about among
purple cushions; tortoiseshell strigils; cedar boxes; and ivory
spatulas。 There were antelopes' horns with rings and bracelets strung
upon them; and clay vases were cooling in the wind in the cleft of the
wall with a lattice…work of reeds。 Several times he struck his foot;
for the ground had various levels of unequal height; which formed a
succession of apartments; as it were; in the room。 In the background
there were silver balustrades surrounding a carpet strewn with painted
flowers。 At last he came to the hanging bed beside an ebony stool
serving to get into it。
But the light ceased at the edge;and the shadow; like a great
curtain; revealed only a corner of the red mattress with the extremity
of a little naked foot lying upon its ankle。 Then Matho took up the
lamp very gently。
She was sleeping with her cheek in one hand and with the other arm
extended。 Her ringlets were spread about her in such abundance that
she appeared to be lying on black feathers; and her ample white tunic
wound in soft draperies to her feet following the curves of her
person。 Her eyes were just visible beneath her half…closed eyelids。
The curtains; which stretched perpendicularly; enveloped her in a
bluish atmosphere; and the motion of her breathing; communicating
itself to the cords; seemed to rock her in the air。 A long mosquito
was buzzing。
Matho stood motionless holding the silver lamp at arm's length; but on
a sudden the mosquito…net caught fire and disappeared; and Salammbo
awoke。
The fire had gone out of itself。 She did not speak。 The lamp caused
great luminous moires to flicker on the wainscots。
〃What is it?〃 she said。
He replied:
〃'Tis the veil of the goddess!〃
〃The veil of the goddess!〃 cried Salammbo; and supporting herself on
both clenched hands she leaned shuddering out。 He resumed:
〃I have been in the depths of the sanctuary to seek it for you! Look!〃
The Zaimph shone a mass of rays。
〃Do you remember it?〃 said Matho。 〃You appeared at night in my dreams;
but I did not guess the mute command of your eyes!〃 She put out one
foot upon the ebony stool。 〃Had I understood I should have hastened
hither; I should have forsaken the army; I should not have left
Carthage。 To obey you I would go down through the caverns of
Hadrumetum into the kingdom of the shades!Forgive me! it was as
though mountains were weighing upon my days; and yet something drew me
on! I tried to come to you! Should I ever have dared this without the
Gods!Let us go! You must follow me! or; if you do not wish to do so;
I will remain。 What matters it to me!Drown my soul in your breath!
Let my lips be crushed with kissing your hands!〃
〃Let me see it!〃 she said。 〃Nearer! nearer!〃
Day was breaking; and the sheets of talc in the walls were filled with
a vinous colour。 Salammbo leaned fainting against the cushions of the
bed。
〃I love you!〃 cried Matho。
〃Give it!〃 she stammered out; and they drew closer together。
She kept advancing; clothed in her white trailing simar; and with her
large eyes fastened on the veil。 Matho gazed at her; dazzled by the
splendours of her head; and; holding out the zaimph towards her; was
about to enfold her in an embrace。 She was stretching out her arms。
Suddenly she stopped; and they stood looking at each other; open…
mouthed。
Then without understanding the meaning of his solicitation a horror
seized upon her。 Her delicate eyebrows rose; her lips opened; she
trembled。 At last she struck one of the brass pateras which hung at
the corners of the red mattress; crying:
〃To the rescue! to the rescue! Back; sacrilegious man! infamous and
accursed! Help; Taanach; Kroum; Ewa; Micipsa; Schaoul!〃
And the scared face of Spendius; appearing in the wall between the
clay flagons; cried out these words:
〃Fly! they are hastening hither!〃
A great tumult came upwards shaking the staircases; and a flood of
people; women; serving…men; and slaves; rushed into the room with
stakes; tomahawks; cutlasses; and daggers。 They were nearly paralysed
with indignation on perceiving a man; the female servants uttered
funeral wailings; and the eunuchs grew pale beneath their black skins。
Matho was standing behind the balustrades。 With the zaimph which was
wrapped about him; he looked like a sidereal god surrounded by the
firmament。 The slaves were going to fall upon him; but she stopped
them:
〃Touch it not! It is the mantle of the goddess!〃
She had drawn back into a corner; but she took a step towards him; and
stretched forth her naked arm:
〃A curse upon you; you who have plundered Tanith! Hatred; vengeance;
massacre; and grief! May Gurzil; god of battles; rend you! may
Mastiman; god of the dead; stifle you! and may the Otherhe who may
not be namedburn you!〃
Matho uttered a cry as though he had received a sword…thrust。 She
repeated several times: 〃Begone! begone!〃
The crowd of servants spread out; and Matho; with hanging head; passed
slowly through the midst of them; but at the door he stopped; for the
fringe of the zaimph had caught on one of the golden stars with which
the flagstones were paved。 He pulled it off abruptly with a movement
of his shoulder and went down the staircases。
Spendius; bounding from terrace to terrace; and leaping over the
hedges and trenches; had escaped from the gardens。 He reached the foot
of the pharos。 The wall was discontinued at this spot; so inaccessible
was the cliff。 He advanced to the edge; lay down on his back; and let
himself slide; feet foremost; down the whole length of it to the
bottom; then by swimming he reached the Cape of the Tombs; made a wide
circuit of the salt lagoon; and re…entered the camp of the Barbarians
in the evening。
The sun had risen; and; like a retreating lion; Matho went down the
paths; casting terrible glances about him。
A vague clamour reached his ears。 It had started from the palace; and
it was beginning afresh in the distance; towards the Acropolis。 Some
said that the treasure of the Republic had been seized in the temple
of Moloch; others spoke of the assassination of a priest。 It was
thought; moreover; that the Barbarians had entered the city。
Matho; who did not know how to get out of the enclosures; walked
straight before him。 He was seen; and an outcry was raised。 Every one
understood; and there was consternation; then immense wrath。
From the bottom of the Mappalian quarter; from the heights of the
Acropolis; from the catacombs; from the borders of the lake; the
multitude came in haste。 The patricians left their palaces; and the
traders left their shops; the women forsook their children; swords;
hatchets; and sticks were seized; but the obstacle which had stayed
Salammbo stayed them。 How could the veil be taken back? The mere sight
of it was a crime; it was of the nature of the gods; and contact with
it was death。
The despairing priests wrung their hands on the peristyles of the
temples。 The guards of the Legion galloped about at random; the people
climbed upon the houses; the terraces; the shoulders of