twenty years after(二十年后)-第61章
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They approached the spot where the unfortunate victims lay。
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The Monk。
Two men lay prone upon the ground; one bathed in blood and
motionless; with his face toward the earth; this one was
dead。 The other leaned against a tree; supported there by
the two valets; and was praying fervently; with clasped
hands and eyes raised to Heaven。 He had received a ball in
his thigh; which had broken the bone。 The young men first
approached the dead man。
〃He is a priest;〃 said Bragelonne; 〃he has worn the tonsure。
Oh; the scoundrels! to lift their hands against a minister
of God。〃
〃Come here; sir;〃 said Urban; an old soldier who had served
under the cardinal duke in all his campaigns; 〃come here;
there is nothing to be done with him; whilst we may perhaps
be able to save the other。〃
The wounded man smiled sadly。 〃Save me! Oh; no!〃 said he;
〃but help me to die; if you can。〃
〃Are you a priest?〃 asked Raoul。
〃No sir。〃
〃I ask; as your unfortunate companion appeared to me to
belong to the church。〃
〃He is the curate of Bethune; sir; and was carrying the holy
vessels belonging to his church; and the treasure of the
chapter; to a safe place; the prince having abandoned our
town yesterday; and as it was known that bands of the enemy
were prowling about the country; no one dared to accompany
the good man; so I offered to do so。
〃And; sir;〃 continued the wounded man; 〃I suffer much and
would like; if possible; to be carried to some house。〃
〃Where you can be relieved?〃 asked De Guiche。
〃No; where I can confess。〃
〃But perhaps you are not so dangerously wounded as you
think;〃 said Raoul。
〃Sir;〃 replied the wounded man; 〃believe me; there is no
time to lose; the ball has broken the thigh bone and entered
the intestines。〃
〃Are you a surgeon?〃 asked De Guiche。
〃No; but I know a little about wounds; and mine; I know; is
mortal。 Try; therefore; either to carry me to some place
where I may see a priest or take the trouble to send one to
me here。 It is my soul that must be saved; as for my body;
it is lost。〃
〃To die whilst doing a good deed! It is impossible。 God will
help you。〃
〃Gentlemen; in the name of Heaven!〃 said the wounded man;
collecting all his forces; as if to get up; 〃let us not lose
time in useless words。 Either help me to gain the nearest
village or swear to me on your salvation that you will send
me the first monk; the first cure; the first priest you may
meet。 But;〃 he added in a despairing tone; 〃perhaps no one
will dare to come for it is known that the Spaniards are
ranging through the country; and I shall die without
absolution。 My God! my God! Good God! good God!〃 added the
wounded man; in an accent of terror which made the young men
shudder; 〃you will not allow that? that would be too
terrible!〃
〃Calm yourself; sir;〃 replied De Guiche。 〃I swear to you;
you shall receive the consolation that you ask。 Only tell us
where we shall find a house at which we can demand aid and a
village from which we can fetch a priest。〃
〃Thank you; and God reward you! About half a mile from this;
on the same road; there is an inn; and about a mile further
on; after leaving the inn; you will reach the village of
Greney。 There you must find the curate; or if he is not at
home; go to the convent of the Augustines; which is the last
house on the right; and bring me one of the brothers。 Monk
or priest; it matters not; provided only that he has
received from holy church the power of absolving in articulo
mortis。〃
〃Monsieur d'Arminges;〃 said De Guiche; 〃remain beside this
unfortunate man and see that he is removed as gently as
possible。 The vicomte and myself will go and find a priest。〃
〃Go; sir;〃 replied the tutor; 〃but in Heaven's name do not
expose yourself to danger!〃
〃Do not fear。 Besides; we are safe for to…day; you know the
axiom; ‘Non bis in idem。'〃
〃Courage; sir;〃 said Raoul to the wounded man。 〃We are going
to execute your wishes。〃
〃May Heaven prosper you!〃 replied the dying man; with an
accent of gratitude impossible to describe。
The two young men galloped off in the direction mentioned
and in ten minutes reached the inn。 Raoul; without
dismounting; called to the host and announced that a wounded
man was about to be brought to his house and begged him in
the meantime to prepare everything needful。 He desired him
also; should he know in the neighborhood any doctor or
chirurgeon; to fetch him; taking on himself the payment of
the messenger。
The host; who saw two young noblemen; richly clad; promised
everything they required; and our two cavaliers; after
seeing that preparations for the reception were actually
begun; started off again and proceeded rapidly toward
Greney。
They had gone rather more than a league and had begun to
descry the first houses of the village; the red…tiled roofs
of which stood out from the green trees which surrounded
them; when; coming toward them mounted on a mule; they
perceived a poor monk; whose large hat and gray worsted
dress made them take him for an Augustine brother。 Chance
for once seemed to favor them in sending what they were so
assiduously seeking。 He was a man about twenty…two or
twenty…three years old; but who appeared much older from
ascetic exercises。 His complexion was pale; not of that
deadly pallor which is a kind of neutral beauty; but of a
bilious; yellow hue; his colorless hair was short and
scarcely extended beyond the circle formed by the hat around
his head; and his light blue eyes seemed destitute of any
expression。
〃Sir;〃 began Raoul; with his usual politeness; 〃are you an
ecclesiastic?〃
〃Why do you ask me that?〃 replied the stranger; with a
coolness which was barely civil。
〃Because we want to know;〃 said De Guiche; haughtily。
The stranger touched his mule with his heel and continued
his way。
In a second De Guiche had sprung before him and barred his
passage。 〃Answer; sir;〃 exclaimed he; 〃you have been asked
politely; and every question is worth an answer。〃
〃I suppose I am free to say or not to say who I am to two
strangers who take a fancy to ask me。〃
It was with difficulty that De Guiche restrained the intense
desire he had of breaking the monk's bones。
〃In the first place;〃 he said; making an effort to control
himself; 〃we are not people who may be treated anyhow; my
friend there is the Viscount of Bragelonne and I am the
Count de Guiche。 Nor was it from caprice we asked the
question; for there is a wounded and dying man who demands
the succor of the church。 If you be a priest; I conjure you
in the name of humanity to follow me to aid this man; if you
be not; it is a different matter; and I warn you in the name
of courtesy; of which you appear profoundly ignorant; that I
shall chastise you for your insolence。〃
The pale face of the monk became so livid and his smile so
strange; that Raoul; whose eyes were still fixed upon him;
felt as if this smile had struck to his heart like an
insult。
〃He is some Spanish or Flemish spy;〃 said he; putting his
hand to his pistol。 A glance; threatening and transient as
lightning; replied to Raoul。
〃Well; sir;〃 said De Guiche; 〃are you going to reply?〃
〃I am a priest;〃 said the young man。
〃Then; father;〃 said Raoul; forcing himself to convey a
respect by speech that did not come from his heart; 〃if you
are a priest you have an opportunity; as my friend has told
you; of exercising your vocation。 At the next inn you will
find a wounded man; now being attended by our servants; who
has asked the assistance of a minister of God。〃
〃I will go;〃 said the monk。
And he touched his mule。
〃If you do not go; sir;〃 said De Guiche; 〃remember that we
have two steeds able to catch your mule and the power of
having you seized wherever you may be; and then I swear your
trial will be summary; one can always find a tree and a
cord。〃
The monk's eye again flashed; but that was all; he merely
repeated his phrase; 〃I will go;〃 and he went。
〃Let us follow him;〃 said De Guiche; 〃it will be the surest
plan。〃
〃I was about to propose so doing;〃 answered De Bragelonne。
In the space of five minutes the monk turned around to
ascertain whether he was followed or not。
〃You see;〃 said Raoul; 〃we have done wisely。〃
〃What a horrible face that monk has;〃 s