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作者:九十八度      更新:2021-02-21 16:18      字数:9322
  that speaks to thought by thought; without the help of words; or
  color; or form。 Candor; openness of heart have the same power over a
  man that childhood has; the same charm; the same irresistible
  seductions。 Ursula was never more honest and candid than at this
  moment; when she was born again into a new life。
  The abbe came to tear Savinien from his dream; requesting him to take
  a fourth hand at whist。 Ursula went on playing; the heirs departed;
  all except Desire; who was resolved to find out the intentions of his
  uncle and the viscount and Ursula。
  〃You have as much talent as soul; mademoiselle;〃 he said; when the
  young girl closed the piano and sat down beside her godfather。 〃Who is
  your master?〃
  〃A German; living close to the Rue Dauphine on the quai Conti;〃 said
  the doctor。 〃If he had not given Ursula a lesson every day during her
  stay in Paris he would have been here to…day。〃
  〃He is not only a great musician;〃 said Ursula; 〃but a man of adorable
  simplicity of nature。〃
  〃Those lessons must cost a great deal;〃 remarked Desire。
  The players smiled ironically。 When the game was over the doctor; who
  had hitherto seemed anxious and pensive; turned to Savinien with the
  air of a man who fulfills a duty。
  〃Monsieur;〃 he said; 〃I am grateful for the feeling which leads you to
  make me this early visit; but your mother attributes unworthy and
  underhand motives to what I have done; and I should give her the right
  to call them true if I did not request you to refrain from coming
  here; in spite of the honor your visits are to me; and the pleasure I
  should otherwise feel in cultivating your society。 Tell your mother
  that if I do not beg her; in my niece's name and my own; to do us the
  honor of dining here next Sunday it is because I am very certain that
  she would find herself indisposed on that day。〃
  The old man held out his hand to the young viscount; who pressed it
  respectfully; saying:
  〃You are quite right; monsieur。〃
  He then withdrew; but not without a bow to Ursula; in which there was
  more of sadness than disappointment。
  Desire left the house at the same time; but he found it impossible to
  exchange even a word with the young nobleman; who rushed into his own
  house precipitately。
  CHAPTER XIII
  BETROTHAL OF HEARTS
  This rupture between the Portendueres and Doctor Minoret gave talk
  among the heirs for a week; they did homage to the genius of Dionis;
  and regarded their inheritance as rescued。
  So; in an age when ranks are leveled; when the mania for equality
  puts everybody on one footing and threatens to destroy all bulwarks;
  even military subordination;that last refuge of power in France;
  where passions have now no other obstacles to overcome than personal
  antipathies; or differences of fortune;the obstinacy of an old…
  fashioned Breton woman and the dignity of Doctor Minoret created a
  barrier between these lovers; which was to end; as such obstacles
  often do; not in destroying but in strengthening love。 To an ardent
  man a woman's value is that which she costs him; Savinien foresaw a
  struggle; great efforts; many uncertainties; and already the young
  girl was rendered dearer to him; he was resolved to win her。 Perhaps
  our feelings obey the laws of nature as to the lastingness of her
  creations; to a long life a long childhood。
  The next morning; when they woke; Ursula and Savinien had the same
  thought。 An intimate understanding of this kind would create love if
  it were not already its most precious proof。 When the young girl
  parted her curtains just far enough to let her eyes take in Savinien's
  window; she saw the face of her lover above the fastening of his。 When
  one reflects on the immense services that windows render to lovers it
  seems natural and right that a tax should be levied on them。 Having
  thus protested against her godfather's harshness; Ursula dropped the
  curtain and opened her window to close the outer blinds; through which
  she could continue to see without being seen herself。 Seven or eight
  times during the day she went up to her room; always to find the young
  viscount writing; tearing up what he had written; and then writing
  againto her; no doubt!
  The next morning when she woke La Bougival gave her the following
  letter:
  To Mademoiselle Ursula:
  Mademoiselle;I do not conceal from myself the distrust a young
  man inspires when he has placed himself in the position from which
  your godfather's kindness released me。 I know that I must in
  future give greater guarantees of good conduct than other men;
  therefore; mademoiselle; it is with deep humility that I place
  myself at your feet and ask you to consider my love。 This
  declaration is not dictated by passion; it comes from an inward
  certainty which involves the whole of life。 A foolish infatuation
  for my young aunt; Madame de Kergarouet; was the cause of my going
  to prison; will you not regard as a proof of my sincere love the
  total disappearance of those wishes; of that image; now effaced
  from my heart by yours? No sooner did I see you; asleep and so
  engaging in your childlike slumber at Bouron; than you occupied my
  soul as a queen takes possession of her empire。 I will have no
  other wife than you。 You have every qualification I desire in her
  who is to bear my name。 The education you have received and the
  dignity of your own mind; place you on the level of the highest
  positions。 But I doubt myself too much to dare describe you to
  yourself; I can only love you。 After listening to you yesterday I
  recalled certain words which seem as though written for you;
  suffer me to transcribe them:
  〃Made to draw all hearts and charm all eyes; gentle and
  intelligent; spiritual yet able to reason; courteous as though she
  had passed her life at court; simple as the hermit who had never
  known the world; the fire of her soul is tempered in her eyes by
  sacred modesty。〃
  I feel the value of the noble soul revealed in you by many; even
  the most trifling; things。 This it is which gives me the courage
  to ask you; provided you love no one else; to let me prove to you
  by my conduct and my devotion that I am not unworthy of you。 It
  concerns my very life; you cannot doubt that all my powers will be
  employed; not only in trying to please you; but in deserving your
  esteem; which is more precious to me than any other upon earth。
  With this hope; Ursulaif you will suffer me so to call you in my
  heartNemours will be to me a paradise; the hardest tasks will
  bring me joys derived through you; as life itself is derived from
  God。 Tell me that I may call myself
  Your Savinien。
  Ursula kissed the letter; then; having re…read it and clasped it with
  passionate motions; she dressed herself eagerly to carry it to her
  uncle。
  〃Ah; my God! I nearly forgot to say my prayers!〃 she exclaimed;
  turning back to kneel on her prie…Dieu。
  A few moments later she went down to the garden; where she found her
  godfather and made him read the letter。 They both sat down on a bench
  under the arch of climbing plants opposite to the Chinese pagoda。
  Ursula awaited the old man's words; and the old man reflected long;
  too long for the impatient young girl。 At last; the result of their
  secret interview appeared in the following answer; part of which the
  doctor undoubtedly dictated。
  To Monsieur le Vicomte Savinien de Portenduere:
  Monsieur;I cannot be otherwise than greatly honored by the
  letter in which you offer me your hand; but; at my age; and
  according to the rules of my education; I have felt bound to
  communicate it to my godfather; who is all I have; and whom I love
  as a father and also as a friend。 I must now tell you the painful
  objections which he has made to me; and which must be to you my
  answer。
  Monsieur le vicomte; I am a poor girl; whose fortune depends
  entirely; not only on my godfather's good…will; but also on the
  doubtful success of the measures he may take to elude the schemes
  of his relatives against me。 Though I am the legitimate daughter
  of Joseph Mirouet; band…master of the 45th regiment of infantry;
  my father himself was my godfather's natural half…brother; and
  therefore these relatives may; though without reason; being a suit
  against a young girl who would be defenceless。 You see; monsieur;
  that the smallness of my fortune is not my greatest misfortune。 I
  have many things to make me humble。 It is for your sake; and not
  for my own; that I lay before you these facts; which to loving and
  devoted hearts are sometimes of little weight。 But I beg you to
  consider; monsieur; that if I did not submit them to you; I might
  be suspected of leading your tenderness to overlook obstacles
  which the world; and more especially your mother; regard as
  insuperable。
  I shall be sixteen in four months。 Perhaps you will admit that we
  are both too young and too inexperienced to understand the
  miseries of a l