twenty years after(二十年后)-第155章

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horseshoe；　were　the　buildings　occupied　by　Mazarin；　and　at
each　wing　the　pavilion　（or　smaller　building）；　where
D'Artagnan　was　confined；　and　that；　level　with　the　orangery；
where　Athos　was　to　be。　From　the　ends　of　these　two　wings
extended　the　park。
Athos；　when　he　reached　his　appointed　room；　observed　through
the　gratings　of　his　window；　walls　and　roofs；　and　was　told；
on　inquiry；　by　Comminges；　that　he　was　looking　on　the　back　of
the　pavilion　where　D'Artagnan　was　confined。
〃Yes；　'tis　too　true；〃　said　Comminges；　〃'tis　almost　a　prison；
but　what　a　singular　fancy　this　is　of　yours；　count　　you；
who　are　the　very　flower　of　our　nobility　　to　squander　your
valor　and　loyalty　amongst　these　upstarts；　the　Frondists！
Really；　count；　if　ever　I　thought　that　I　had　a　friend　in　the
ranks　of　the　royal　army；　it　was　you。　A　Frondeur！　you；　the
Comte　de　la　Fere；　on　the　side　of　Broussel；　Blancmesnil　and
Viole！　For　shame！　you；　a　Frondeur！〃
〃On　my　word　of　honor；〃　said　Athos；　〃one　must　be　either　a
Mazarinist　or　a　Frondeur。　For　a　long　time　I　had　these　words
whispered　in　my　ears；　and　I　chose　the　latter；　at　any　rate；
it　is　a　French　word。　And　now；　I　am　a　Frondeur　　not　of
Broussel's　party；　nor　of　Blancmesnil's；　nor　am　I　with　Viole；
but　with　the　Duc　de　Beaufort；　the　Ducs　de　Bouillon　and
d'Elbeuf；　with　princes；　not　with　presidents；　councillors　and
low…born　lawyers。　Besides；　what　a　charming　outlook　it　would
have　been　to　serve　the　cardinal！　Look　at　that　wall　
without　a　single　window　　which　tells　you　fine　things　about
Mazarin's　gratitude！〃
〃Yes；〃　replied　De　Comminges；　〃more　especially　if　it　could
reveal　how　Monsieur　d'Artagnan　for　this　last　week　has　been
anathematizing　him。〃
〃Poor　D'Artagnan'〃　said　Athos；　with　the　charming　melancholy
that　was　one　of　the　traits　of　his　character；　〃so　brave；　so
good；　so　terrible　to　the　enemies　of　those　he　loves。　You　have
two　unruly　prisoners　there；　sir。〃
〃Unruly；〃　Comminges　smiled；　〃you　wish　to　terrify　me；　I
suppose。　When　he　came　here；　Monsieur　D'Artagnan　provoked　and
braved　the　soldiers　and　inferior　officers；　in　order；　I
suppose；　to　have　his　sword　back。　That　mood　lasted　some　time；
but　now　he's　as　gentle　as　a　lamb　and　sings　Gascon　songs；
which　make　one　die　of　laughing。〃
〃And　Du　Vallon？〃　asked　Athos。
〃Ah；　he's　quite　another　sort　of　person　　a　formidable
gentleman；　indeed。　The　first　day　he　broke　all　the　doors　in
with　a　single　push　of　his　shoulder；　and　I　expected　to　see
him　leave　Rueil　in　the　same　way　as　Samson　left　Gaza。　But　his
temper　cooled　down；　like　his　friend's；　he　not　only　gets　used
to　his　captivity；　but　jokes　about　it。〃
〃So　much　the　better；〃　said　Athos。
〃Do　you　think　anything　else　was　to　be　expected　of　them？〃
asked　Comminges；　who；　putting　together　what　Mazarin　had　said
of　his　prisoners　and　what　the　Comte　de　la　Fere　had　said；
began　to　feel　a　degree　of　uneasiness。
Athos；　on　the　other　hand；　reflected　that　this　recent
gentleness　of　his　friends　most　certainly　arose　from　some
plan　formed　by　D'Artagnan。　Unwilling　to　injure　them　by
praising　them　too　highly；　he　replied：　〃They？　They　are　two
hotheads　　the　one　a　Gascon；　the　other　from　Picardy；　both
are　easily　excited；　but　they　quiet　down　immediately。　You
have　had　a　proof　of　that　in　what　you　have　just　related　to
me。〃
This；　too；　was　the　opinion　of　Comminges；　who　withdrew
somewhat　reassured。　Athos　remained　alone　in　the　vast
chamber；　where；　according　to　the　cardinal's　directions；　he
was　treated　with　all　the　courtesy　due　to　a　nobleman。　He
awaited　Mazarin's　promised　visit　to　get　some　light　on　his
present　situation。

83
Strength　and　Sagacity。

Now　let　us　pass　the　orangery　to　the　hunting　lodge。　At　the
extremity　of　the　courtyard；　where；　close　to　a　portico　formed
of　Ionic　columns；　were　the　dog　kennels；　rose　an　oblong
building；　the　pavilion　of　the　orangery；　a　half　circle；
inclosing　the　court　of　honor。　It　was　in　this　pavilion；　on
the　ground　floor；　that　D'Artagnan　and　Porthos　were　confined；
suffering　interminable　hours　of　imprisonment　in　a　manner
suitable　to　each　different　temperament。
D'Artagnan　was　pacing　to　and　fro　like　a　caged　tiger；　with
dilated　eyes；　growling　as　he　paced　along　by　the　bars　of　a
window　looking　upon　the　yard　of　servant's　offices。
Porthos　was　ruminating　over　an　excellent　dinner　he　had　just
demolished。
The　one　seemed　to　be　deprived　of　reason；　yet　he　was
meditating。　The　other　seemed　to　meditate；　yet　he　was　more
than　half　asleep。　But　his　sleep　was　a　nightmare；　which　might
be　guessed　by　the　incoherent　manner　in　which　he　sometimes
snored　and　sometimes　snorted。
〃Look；〃　said　D'Artagnan；　〃day　is　declining。　It　must　be
nearly　four　o'clock。　We　have　been　in　this　place　nearly
eighty…three　hours。〃
〃Hem！〃　muttered　Porthos；　with　a　kind　of　pretense　of
answering。
〃Did　you　hear；　eternal　sleeper？〃　cried　D'Artagnan；　irritated
that　any　one　could　doze　during　the　day；　when　he　had　the
greatest　difficulty　in　sleeping　during　the　night。
〃What？〃　said　Porthos。
〃I　say　we　have　been　here　eighty…three　hours。〃
〃'Tis　your　fault；〃　answered　Porthos。
〃How；　my　fault？〃
〃Yes；　I　offered　you　escape。〃
〃By　pulling　out　a　bar　and　pushing　down　a　door？〃
〃Certainly。〃
〃Porthos；　men　like　us　can't　go　out　from　here　purely　and
simply。〃
〃Faith！〃　said　Porthos；　〃as　for　me；　I　could　go　out　with　that
purity　and　that　simplicity　which　it　seems　to　me　you　despise
too　much。〃
D'Artagnan　shrugged　his　shoulders。
〃And　besides；〃　he　said；　〃going　out　of　this　chamber　isn't
all。〃
〃Dear　friend；〃　said　Porthos；　〃you　appear　to　be　in　a　somewhat
better　humor　to…day　than　you　were　yesterday。　Explain　to　me
why　going　out　of　this　chamber　isn't　everything。〃
〃Because；　having　neither　arms　nor　password；　we　shouldn't
take　fifty　steps　in　the　court　without　knocking　against　a
sentinel。〃
Very　well；〃　said　Porthos；　〃we　will　kill　the　sentinel　and　we
shall　have　his　arms。〃
〃Yes；　but　before　we　can　kill　him　　and　he　will　be　hard　to
kill；　that　Swiss　　he　will　shriek　out　and　the　whole　picket
will　come；　and　we　shall　be　taken　like　foxes；　we；　who　are
lions；　and　thrown　into　some　dungeon；　where　we　shall　not　even
have　the　consolation　of　seeing　this　frightful　gray　sky　of
Rueil；　which　no　more　resembles　the　sky　of　Tarbes　than　the
moon　is　like　the　sun。　Lack…a…day！　if　we　only　had　some　one　to
instruct　us　about　the　physical　and　moral　topography　of　this
castle。　Ah！　when　one　thinks　that　for　twenty　years；　during
which　time　I　did　not　know　what　to　do　with　myself；　it　never
occurred　to　me　to　come　to　study　Rueil。〃
〃What　difference　does　that　make？〃　said　Porthos。　〃We　shall　go
out　all　the　same。〃
〃Do　you　know；　my　dear　fellow；　why　master　pastrycooks　never
work　with　their　hands？〃
〃No；〃　said　Porthos；　〃but　I　should　be　glad　to　be　informed。〃
〃It　is　because　in　the　presence　of　their　pupils　they　fear
that　some　of　their　tarts　or　creams　may　turn　out　badly
cooked。〃
〃What　then？〃
〃Why；　then　they　would　be　laughed　at；　and　a　master　pastrycook
must　never　be　laughed　at。〃
〃And　what　have　master　pastrycooks　to　do　with　us？〃
〃We　ought；　in　our　adventures；　never　to　be　defeated　or　give
any　one　a　chance　to　laugh　at　us。　In　England；　lately；　we
failed；　we　were　beaten；　and　that　is　a　blemish　on　our
reputation。〃
〃By　whom；　then；　were　we　beaten？〃　asked　Porthos。
〃By　Mordaunt。〃
〃Yes；　but　we　have　drowned　Monsieur　Mordaunt。〃
〃That　is　true；　and　that　will　redeem　us　a　little　in　the　eyes
of　posterity；　if　posterity　ever　looks　at　us。　But　listen；
Porthos：　though　Monsieur　Mordaunt　was　a　man　not　to　be
despised；　Mazarin　is　not　less　strong　than　he；　and　we　shall
not　easily　succeed　in　drowning　him。　We　must；　therefore；
watch　and　play　a　close　game；　for；〃　he　added　with　a　sigh；　〃we
two　are　equal；　perhaps；　to　eight　others；　but　we　are　not
equal　to　the　four　that　you　know　of。〃
〃That　is　true；〃　said　Porthos；　echoing　D'Artagnan's　sigh。
〃Well；　Porthos；　follow　my　examples；　walk　back　and　forth　till
some　news　of　our　friends　reaches　us　or　till　we　are　visited
by　a　good　idea。　But　don't　sleep　as　you　do　all　the　time；
nothing　dulls　the　intellect　like　sleep。　As　to　what　may　lie
before　us；　it　is　perhaps　less　serious　than　we　at　first
thought。　I　don't　believe　that　Monsieur　de　Mazarin　thinks　of
cutting　off　our　heads；　for　heads　are　not　taken　off　without
previous　trial；　a　trial　would　make　a　noise；　and　a　noise
would　get　the　attention　of　our　friends；　who