st. ives-第8章
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To my great surprise; the doctor appeared very much affected。 He
nodded his little bob…wigged head at us; and said repeatedly; 'All
right; Johnny … me comprong。'
Then Goguelat shook hands with me; embraced me again; and I went
out of the room sobbing like an infant。
How often have I not seen it; that the most unpardonable fellows
make the happiest exits! It is a fate we may well envy them。
Goguelat was detested in life; in the last three days; by his
admirable staunchness and consideration; he won every heart; and
when word went about the prison the same evening that he was no
more; the voice of conversation became hushed as in a house of
mourning。
For myself I was like a man distracted; I cannot think what ailed
me: when I awoke the following day; nothing remained of it; but
that night I was filled with a gloomy fury of the nerves。 I had
killed him; he had done his utmost to protect me; I had seen him
with that awful smile。 And so illogical and useless is this
sentiment of remorse; that I was ready; at a word or a look; to
quarrel with somebody else。 I presume the disposition of my mind
was imprinted on my face; and when; a little after; I overtook;
saluted and addressed the doctor; he looked on me with
commiseration and surprise。
I had asked him if it was true。
'Yes;' he said; 'the fellow's gone。'
'Did he suffer much?' I asked。
'Devil a bit; passed away like a lamb;' said he。 He looked on me a
little; and I saw his hand go to his fob。 'Here; take that! no
sense in fretting;' he said; and; putting a silver two…penny…bit in
my hand; he left me。
I should have had that twopenny framed to hang upon the wall; for
it was the man's one act of charity in all my knowledge of him。
Instead of that; I stood looking at it in my hand and laughed out
bitterly; as I realised his mistake; then went to the ramparts; and
flung it far into the air like blood money。 The night was falling;
through an embrasure and across the gardened valley I saw the
lamplighters hasting along Princes Street with ladder and lamp; and
looked on moodily。 As I was so standing a hand was laid upon my
shoulder; and I turned about。 It was Major Chevenix; dressed for
the evening; and his neckcloth really admirably folded。 I never
denied the man could dress。
'Ah!' said he; 'I thought it was you; Champdivers。 So he's gone?'
I nodded。
'Come; come;' said he; 'you must cheer up。 Of course it's very
distressing; very painful and all that。 But do you know; it ain't
such a bad thing either for you or me? What with his death and
your visit to him I am entirely reassured。'
So I was to owe my life to Goguelat at every point。
'I had rather not discuss it;' said I。
'Well;' said he; 'one word more; and I'll agree to bury the
subject。 What did you fight about?'
'Oh; what do men ever fight about?' I cried。
'A lady?' said he。
I shrugged my shoulders。
'Deuce you did!' said he。 'I should scarce have thought it of
him。'
And at this my ill…humour broke fairly out in words。 'He!' I
cried。 'He never dared to address her … only to look at her and
vomit his vile insults! She may have given him sixpence: if she
did; it may take him to heaven yet!'
At this I became aware of his eyes set upon me with a considering
look; and brought up sharply。
'Well; well;' said he。 'Good night to you; Champdivers。 Come to
me at breakfast…time to…morrow; and we'll talk of other subjects。'
I fully admit the man's conduct was not bad: in writing it down so
long after the events I can even see that it was good。
CHAPTER IV … ST。 IVES GETS A BUNDLE OF BANK NOTES
I WAS surprised one morning; shortly after; to find myself the
object of marked consideration by a civilian and a stranger。 This
was a man of the middle age; he had a face of a mulberry colour;
round black eyes; comical tufted eyebrows; and a protuberant
forehead; and was dressed in clothes of a Quakerish cut。 In spite
of his plainness; he had that inscrutable air of a man well…to…do
in his affairs。 I conceived he had been some while observing me
from a distance; for a sparrow sat betwixt us quite unalarmed on
the breech of a piece of cannon。 So soon as our eyes met; he drew
near and addressed me in the French language; which he spoke with a
good fluency but an abominable accent。
'I have the pleasure of addressing Monsieur le Vicomte Anne de
Keroual de Saint…Yves?' said he。
'Well;' said I; 'I do not call myself all that; but I have a right
to; if I chose。 In the meanwhile I call myself plain Champdivers;
at your disposal。 It was my mother's name; and good to go
soldiering with。'
'I think not quite;' said he; 'for if I remember rightly; your
mother also had the particle。 Her name was Florimonde de
Champdivers。'
'Right again!' said I; 'and I am extremely pleased to meet a
gentleman so well informed in my quarterings。 Is monsieur Born
himself?' This I said with a great air of assumption; partly to
conceal the degree of curiosity with which my visitor had inspired
me; and in part because it struck me as highly incongruous and
comical in my prison garb and on the lips of a private soldier。
He seemed to think so too; for he laughed。
'No; sir;' he returned; speaking this time in English; 'I am not
〃BORN;〃 as you call it; and must content myself with DYING; of
which I am equally susceptible with the best of you。 My name is
Mr。 Romaine … Daniel Romaine … a solicitor of London City; at your
service; and; what will perhaps interest you more; I am here at the
request of your great…uncle; the Count。'
'What!' I cried; 'does M。 de Keroual de St。…Yves remember the
existence of such a person as myself; and will he deign to count
kinship with a soldier of Napoleon?'
'You speak English well;' observed my visitor。
'It has been a second language to me from a child;' said I。 'I had
an English nurse; my father spoke English with me; and I was
finished by a countryman of yours and a dear friend of mine; a Mr。
Vicary。'
A strong expression of interest came into the lawyer's face。
'What!' he cried; 'you knew poor Vicary?'
'For more than a year;' said I; 'and shared his hiding…place for
many months。'
'And I was his clerk; and have succeeded him in business;' said he。
'Excellent man! It was on the affairs of M。 de Keroual that he
went to that accursed country; from which he was never destined to
return。 Do you chance to know his end; sir?'
'I am sorry;' said I; 'I do。 He perished miserably at the hands of
a gang of banditti; such as we call CHAUFFEURS。 In a word; he was
tortured; and died of it。 See;' I added; kicking off one shoe; for
I had no stockings; 'I was no more than a child; and see how they
had begun to treat myself。'
He looked at the mark of my old burn with a certain shrinking。
'Beastly people!' I heard him mutter to himself。
'The English may say so with a good grace;' I observed politely。
Such speeches were the coin in which I paid my way among this
credulous race。 Ninety per cent。 of our visitors would have
accepted the remark as natural in itself and creditable to my
powers of judgment; but it appeared my lawyer was more acute。
'You are not entirely a fool; I perceive;' said he。
'No;' said I; 'not wholly。'
'And yet it is well to beware of the ironical mood;' he continued。
'It is a dangerous instrument。 Your great…uncle has; I believe;
practised it very much; until it is now become a problem what he
means。'
'And that brings me back to what you will admit is a most natural
inquiry;' said I。 'To what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?
how did you recognise me? and how did you know I was here?'
Carefull separating his coat skirts; the lawyer took a s