第 19 节
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twelve years had elapsed with no other alloy than the doubt which at
times embittered her joy。 Each year; according to her pledged faith;
the monk of Marmoustier; who was unknown to everyone except the
servant…maid; came to pass a whole day at the chateau to see his
child; although Bertha had many times besought brother Jehan to yield
his right。 But Jehan pointed to the child; saying; 〃You see him every
day of the year; and I only once!〃 And the poor mother could find no
word to answer this speech with。
A few months before the last rebellion of the Dauphin Louis against
his father; the boy was treading closely on the heels of his twelfth
year; and appeared likely to become a great savant; so learned was he
in all the sciences。 Old Bastarnay had never been more delighted at
having been a father in his life; and resolved to take his son with
him to the Court of Burgundy; where Duke Charles promised to make for
this well…beloved son a position; which should be the envy of princes;
for he was not at all averse to clever people。 Seeing matters thus
arranged; the devil judged the time to be ripe for his mischiefs。 He
took his tail and flapped it right into the middle of this happiness;
so that he could stir it up in his own peculiar way。
III
HORRIBLE CHASTISEMENT OF BERTHA AND EXPIATION OF THE SAME;
WHO DIED PARDONED
The servant of the lady of Bastarnay; who was then about five…and…
thirty years old; fell in love with one of the master's men…at…arms;
and was silly enough to let him take loaves out of the oven; until
there resulted therefrom a natural swelling; which certain wags in
these parts call a nine months' dropsy。 The poor woman begged her
mistress to intercede for her with the master; so that he might compel
this wicked man to finish at the altar that which he had commenced
elsewhere。 Madame de Bastarnay had no difficulty in obtaining this
favour from him; and the servant was quite satisfied。 But the old
warrior; who was always extremely rough; hastened into his pretorium;
and blew him up sky…high; ordering him; under the pain of the gallows;
to marry the girl; which the soldier preferred to do; thinking more of
his neck than of his peace of mind。
Bastarnay sent also for the female; to whom he imagined; for the
honour of his house; he ought to sing a litany; mixed with epithets
and ornamented with extremely strong expressions; and made her think;
by way of punishment; that she was not going to be married; but flung
into one of the cells in the jail。 The girl fancied that Madame wanted
to get rid of her; in order to inter the secret of the birth of her
beloved son。 With this impression; when the old ape said such
outrageous things to hernamely; that he must have been a fool to
keep a harlot in his houseshe replied that he certainly was a very
big fool; seeing that for a long time past his wife had been played
the harlot; and with a monk too; which was the worst thing that could
happen to a warrior。
Think of the greatest storm you ever saw it in your life; and you will
have a weak sketch of the furious rage into which the old man fell;
when thus assailed in a portion of his heart which was a triple life。
He seized the girl by the throat; and would have killed her there and
then; but she; to prove her story; detailed the how; the why; and the
when; and said that if he had no faith in her; he could have the
evidence of his own ears by hiding himself the day that Father Jehan
de Sacchez; the prior of Marmoustier; came。 He would then hear the
words of the father; who solaced herself for his year's fast; and in
one day kissed his son for the rest of the year。
Imbert ordered this woman instantly to leave the castle; since; if her
accusation were true; he would kill her just as though she had
invented a tissue of lies。 In an instant he had given her a hundred
crowns; besides her man; enjoining them not to sleep in Touraine; and
for greater security; they were conducted into Burgundy; by de
Bastarnay's officers。 He informed his wife of their departure; saying;
that as her servant was a damaged article he had thought it best to
get rid of her; but had given her a hundred crowns; and found
employment for the man at the Court of Burgundy。 Bertha was astonished
to learn that her maid had left the castle without receiving her
dismissal from herself; her mistress; but she said nothing。 Soon
afterwards she had other fish to fry; for she became a prey to vague
apprehensions; because her husband completely changed in his manner;
commenced to notice the likeness of his first…born to himself; and
could find nothing resembling his nose; or his forehead; his this; or
his that; in the youngest he loved so well。
〃He is my very image;〃 replied Bertha one day that he was throwing out
these hints。 〃Know you not that in well regulated households; children
are formed from the father and mother; each in turn; or often from
both together; because the mother mingles her qualities with the vital
force of the father? Some physicians declare that they have known many
children born without any resemblance to either father or mother; and
attribute these mysteries to the whim of the Almighty。〃
〃You have become very learned; my dear;〃 replied Bastarnay; 〃but I;
who am an ignoramus; I should fancy that a child who resembles a
monk〃
〃Had a monk for a father!〃 said Bertha; looking at him with an
unflinching gaze; although ice rather than blood was coursing through
her veins。
The old fellow thought he was mistaken; and cursed the servant; but he
was none the less determined to make sure of the affair。 As the day of
Father Jehan's visit was close at hand; Bertha; whose suspicions were
aroused by this speech; wrote him that it was her wish that he should
not come this year; without; however; telling him her reason; then she
went in search of La Fallotte at Loches; who was to give her letter to
Jehan; and believed everything was safe for the present。 She was all
the more pleased at having written to her friend the prior; when
Imbert; who; towards the time appointed for the poor monk's annual
treat; had always been accustomed to take a journey into the province
of Maine; where he had considerable property; remained this time at
home; giving as his reason the preparations for rebellion which
monseigneur Louis was then making against his father; who as everyone
knows; was so cut up at this revolt that it caused his death。 This
reason was so good a one; that poor Bertha was quite satisfied with
it; and did not trouble herself。 On the regular day; however; the
prior arrived as usual。 Bertha seeing him; turned pale; and asked him
if he had not received her message。
〃What message?〃 said Jehan。
〃Ah! we are lost then; the child; thou; and I;〃 replied Bertha。
〃Why so?〃 said the prior。
〃I know not;〃 said she; 〃but our last day has come。〃
She inquired of her dearly beloved son where Bastarnay was。 The young
man told her that his father had been sent for by a special messenger
to Loches; and would not be back until evening。 Thereupon Jehan
wished; is spite of his mistress; to remain with her and his dear son;
asserting that no harm would come of it; after the lapse of twelve
years; since the birth of their boy。
The days when that adventurous night you know of was celebrated;
Bertha stayed in her room with the poor monk until supper time。 But on
this occasion the lovershastened by the apprehensions of Bertha;
which was shared by Jehan directly she had informed him of themdined
immediately; although the prior of Marmoustier reassured Bertha by
pointing out to her the privileges of the Church; and how Bastarnay;
already in bad odour at court; would be afraid to attack a dignitary
of Marmoustier。 When they were sitting down to table their little one
happened to be playing; and in spite of the reiterated prayers of his
mother; would not stop his games; since he was galloping about the
courtyard on a fine Spanish barb; which Duke Charles of Burgundy had
presented to Bastarnay。 And because young lads like to show off;
varlets make themselves bachelors at arms; and bachelors wish to play
the knight; this boy was delighted at being able to show the monk what
a man he was becoming; he made the horse jump like a flea in the
bedclothes; and sat as steady as a trooper in the saddle。
〃Let him have his way; my darling;〃 said the monk to Bertha。
〃Disobedient children often become great characters。〃
Bertha ate sparingly; for her heart was as swollen as a sponge in
water。 At the first mouthful; the monk; who was a great scholar; felt
in his stomach a pain; and on his palette a bitter taste of poison
that caused him to suspect that the Sire de Bastarnay had given them
all their quietus。 Before he had made this discovery Bertha had eaten。
Suddenly the monk pulled off the tablecloth and flung everything into
the fireplace; telling Be