第 18 节
作者: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