第 17 节
作者:朝令夕改      更新:2021-02-21 16:09      字数:9322
  present; and I neglect no opportunity of discharging a part of it。
  But enough of that; Caron。  Tell me of yourself。  It is a full
  twelvemonth since last we met; and in that time; from what I have
  heard; you have done much and gone far。  Tell me of it; Caron。〃
  They drew their chairs to the hearth; and they sat talking so long
  that the early February twilight came down upon them while they
  were still at their reminiscences。  La Boulaye had intended reaching
  Valenciennes that night; but rather than journey forward in the
  dark he now proposed to lie at Boisvert; a resolution in which he
  did not lack for encouragement from Charlot。
  CHAPTER IX
  THE CAPTIVES
  Amid the sordid surroundings of Charlot's private quarters the
  Captain and the Deputy supped that evening。  The supper sorted well
  with the house … a greasy; ill…cooked meal that proved little
  inviting to the somewhat fastidious La Boulaye。  But the wine;
  plundered; no doubt; in common with the goblets out of which they
  drank it … was more than good; and whilst La Boulaye showed his
  appreciation of it; Charlot abused it like a soldier。  They sat
  facing each other across the little deal table; whose stains were
  now hidden by a cloth; and to light them they had four tapers set
  in silver candlesticks of magnificent workmanship; and most
  wondrous weight; which Tardivet informed his guest had been the
  property of a ci…devant prince of the blood。
  As the night wore on Captain Charlot grew boisterous and more
  confidential。  He came at length to speak of the last capture they
  had made。
  〃I have taken prizes; Caron;〃said he; 〃which a king might not
  despise。  But to…day … 〃  He raised his eyes to the ceiling and
  wagged his head。
  〃Well?〃 quoth La Boulaye。  〃What about to…day?〃
  〃I have made a capture worth more than all the others put together。
  It was an indifferent…looking berline; and my men were within an
  ace of allowing it to pass。  But I have a nose; mon cher〃 … and he
  tapped the organ with ludicrous significance … 〃and; bon Dieu; what
  affair!  I can smell an aristocrat a league off。  Down upon that
  coach I swooped like a hawk upon a sparrow。  Within it sat two women;
  thickly veiled; and I give you my word that in a sense I pitied them;
  for not a doubt of it; but they were in the act of congratulating
  themselves upon their escape from France。  But sentiment may become
  fatal if permitted to interfere with enterprise。  Stifling my regrets
  I desired them to alight; and they being wise obeyed me without demur。
  I allowed them to retain their veils。  I sought the sight of things
  other than women's faces; and a brief survey of the coach showed me
  where to bestow my attention。  I lifted the back seat。  It came up
  like the lid of the chest it was; and beneath it I discovered enough
  gold and silver plate to outweigh in value almost everything that I
  had ever taken。  But that was by no means all。  Under the front seat
  there was a chest of gold … louis d'ors they were; some two or three
  thousand at least … and; besides that; a little iron…bound box of
  gems which in itself was worth more than all the rest of the contents
  of that treasure…casket of a coach。  I tell you; Caron; I dropped
  the lid of that seat in some haste; for I was not minded that my men
  should become as wise as I。  I stepped down and bade; the women
  re…enter; and hither under strong escort I have brought them。〃
  〃And these treasures?〃 asked La Boulaye。
  〃They are still in the coach below; with the women。  I have told
  these that they shall spend the night there。  To…morrow I shall see
  to them and give them their liberty … which is a more generous
  proceeding than might befall them at the hands of another。  When
  they are gone comes the division of the spoil。〃  He closed one eye
  slowly; in a very ponderous wink。  〃To my men I shall relegate the
  gold and silver plate as well as the money。  For myself I shall
  only retain the little iron…bound box。  My followers will account
  me more than generous and themselves more than satisfied。  As for
  me; La Boulaye … by St。 Guillotine; I am tempted to emigrate also and
  set up as an aristocrat myself in Prussia or England; for in that
  little box there is something more than a fortune。  I asked you
  to…day whether you were minded to lay information against me in
  Paris。  My faith; I am little concerned whether you do or not; for
  I think that before you can reach Paris; Captain Charlot Tardivet
  will be no more than a name in the Republican army。  Abroad I
  shall call myself Charlot du Tardivet; and I shall sleep in fine
  linen and live on truffles and champagne。  Caron; your health!〃
  He drained his glass; and laughed softly to himself as he set it
  down。
  〃Do you trust your men?〃 asked La Boulaye。
  〃Eh?  Trust them?  Name of a name! They know me。  I have placed the
  ten most faithful ones on guard。  They answer to the rest of us
  with their necks for the safety of their charge。  Come hither;
  Caron。〃
  He rose somewhat unsteadily; and lurched across to the window。  La
  Boulaye followed him; and gazing out under his indication; he
  beheld the coach by the blaze of a fire which the men had lighted
  to keep them from freezing at their post。
  〃Does that look secure?〃
  〃Why; yes … secure enough。  But if those fellows were to take it
  into their heads that it would be more profitable to share the prize
  among ten than among sixty?〃
  〃Secreanom!!〃 swore Charlot impatiently。  〃You do my wits poor
  credit。  For what do you take me?  Have I gone through so much; think
  you; without learning how little men are to be trusted?   Faugh!
  Look at the porte…cochere。  The gates are closed … aye; and locked;
  mon cher; and the keys are here; in my pocket。  Do you imagine they
  are to be broken through without arousing anyone?   And then; the
  horses。  They are in the stables over there; and again; the keys are
  in my pocket。  So that; you see; I do not leave everything to the
  honesty of my ten most faithful ones。〃
  〃You have learned wisdom; not a doubt of it;〃 laughed the Deputy。
  〃In a hard school; Caron;〃answered the Captain soberly。  〃Aye; name
  of a name; in a monstrous hard school。〃
  He turned from the window; and the light of the tapers falling on
  his face; showed it heavily scored with lines of pain; testifying to
  the ugly memories which the Deputy's light words had evoked。  Then
  suddenly he laughed; half…bitterly; half humourously。
  〃La; la!〃 said he。  〃The thing's past。  Charlot Tardivet the
  bridegroom of Bellecour and Captain Charlot of Dumouriez' army are
  different men…very different。〃
  He strode back to the table; filled his goblet; and gulped down the
  wine。  Then he crossed to the fire and stood with his back to La
  Boulaye for a spell。  When next he faced his companion all signs of
  emotion had cleared from his countenance。  It was again the callous;
  reckless face of Captain Charlot; rendered a trifle more reckless
  and a trifle more callous by the wine…flush on his cheeks and the
  wine…glitter in his eye。
  〃Caron〃 said he; with a half…smile; 〃shall we have these ladies in
  to supper?〃
  〃God forbid! 〃ejaculated La Boulaye。
  〃Nay; but I will;〃the other insisted; and he moved across to the
  window。
  As he passed him; La Boulaye laid a detaining hand upon his arm。
  〃Not that; Charlot;〃 he begged impressively; his dark face very set。
  〃Plunder them; turn them destitute upon the world; if you will; but
  remember; at least; that they are women。〃
  Charlot laughed in his face。
  〃It is something to remember; is it not?   They remembered it of
  our women; these aristocrats!〃
  There was so much ugly truth in the Captain's words; and such a
  suggestion of just; if bitter; retribution in his mental attitude;
  that La Boulaye released his arm; at a loss for further arguments
  wherewith to curb him。
  〃Paydi!〃 Charlot continued; 〃I have a mind for a frolic。  Does not
  justice give me the right to claim that these aristocrats shall
  amuse me?〃
  With an oath he turned abruptly; and pulled the casement open。
  〃Guyot!〃 he called; and a voice from below made answer to him。
  〃You will make my compliments to the citoyennes in the coach; Guyot;
  and tell them that the Citizen…captain Tardivet requests the honour
  of their company to supper。〃
  Then he went to the door; and calling Dame Capoulade; he bade her
  set two fresh covers; in which he was expeditiously obeyed。  La
  Boulaye stood by the fire; his pale face impassive now and almost
  indifferent。  Charlot returned to the window to learn from Guyot
  that the citoyennes thanked the Citizen…captain; but that they were
  tired and sought to be excused; asking nothing better than to be
  allowed to remain at peace in their carriage。
  〃Sacred name of a name!〃 he croaked; a trifle thickly; for the wine
  he had taken was mastering him more and more。  〃Are they defying us?
  Since they will not accept an invitation; compel them to obey a
  command。  Bring them up at once; Guyot。〃
  〃At once; Captain;〃was the answer; and Guyot went about the business。
  Charlot closed the window and approached the table。
  〃They are coquettish these scented dames;〃he mocked; as he poured
  himself out some wine。  〃You are not drinking Caron。〃
  〃It is perhaps wise th