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interval till nightfall in bargaining over curiosities。

He sought; one might say; to regain courage and to find a stimulant;
like a criminal who doubts his power to reach the scaffold。 The
consciousness of approaching death gave him; for the time being; the
intrepidity of a duchess with a couple of lovers; so that he entered
the place with an abstracted look; while his lips displayed a set
smile like a drunkard's。 Had not life; or rather had not death;
intoxicated him? Dizziness soon overcame him again。 Things appeared to
him in strange colors; or as making slight movements; his irregular
pulse was no doubt the cause; the blood that sometimes rushed like a
burning torrent through his veins; and sometimes lay torpid and
stagnant as tepid water。 He merely asked leave to see if the shop
contained any curiosities which he required。

A plump…faced young shopman with red hair; in an otter…skin cap; left
an old peasant woman in charge of the shopa sort of feminine
Caliban; employed in cleaning a stove made marvelous by Bernard
Palissy's work。 This youth remarked carelessly:

〃Look round; monsieur! We have nothing very remarkable here
downstairs; but if I may trouble you to go up to the first floor; I
will show you some very fine mummies from Cairo; some inlaid pottery;
and some carved ebonygenuine Renaissance work; just come in; and of
perfect beauty。〃

In the stranger's fearful position this cicerone's prattle and
shopman's empty talk seemed like the petty vexations by which narrow
minds destroy a man of genius。 But as he must even go through with it;
he appeared to listen to his guide; answering him by gestures or
monosyllables; but imperceptibly he arrogated the privilege of saying
nothing; and gave himself up without hindrance to his closing
meditations; which were appalling。 He had a poet's temperament; his
mind had entered by chance on a vast field; and he must see perforce
the dry bones of twenty future worlds。

At a first glance the place presented a confused picture in which
every achievement; human and divine; was mingled。 Crocodiles; monkeys;
and serpents stuffed with straw grinned at glass from church windows;
seemed to wish to bite sculptured heads; to chase lacquered work; or
to scramble up chandeliers。 A Sevres vase; bearing Napoleon's portrait
by Mme。 Jacotot; stood beside a sphinx dedicated to Sesostris。 The
beginnings of the world and the events of yesterday were mingled with
grotesque cheerfulness。 A kitchen jack leaned against a pyx; a
republican sabre on a mediaeval hackbut。 Mme。 du Barry; with a star
above her head; naked; and surrounded by a cloud; seemed to look
longingly out of Latour's pastel at an Indian chibook; while she tried
to guess the purpose of the spiral curves that wound towards her。
Instruments of death; poniards; curious pistols; and disguised weapons
had been flung down pell…mell among the paraphernalia of daily life;
porcelain tureens; Dresden plates; translucent cups from china; old
salt…cellars; comfit…boxes belonging to feudal times。 A carved ivory
ship sped full sail on the back of a motionless tortoise。

The Emperor Augustus remained unmoved and imperial with an air…pump
thrust into one eye。 Portraits of French sheriffs and Dutch
burgomasters; phlegmatic now as when in life; looked down pallid and
unconcerned on the chaos of past ages below them。

Every land of earth seemed to have contributed some stray fragment of
its learning; some example of its art。 Nothing seemed lacking to this
philosophical kitchen…midden; from a redskin's calumet; a green and
golden slipper from the seraglio; a Moorish yataghan; a Tartar idol;
to the soldier's tobacco pouch; to the priest's ciborium; and the
plumes that once adorned a throne。 This extraordinary combination was
rendered yet more bizarre by the accidents of lighting; by a multitude
of confused reflections of various hues; by the sharp contrast of
blacks and whites。 Broken cries seemed to reach the ear; unfinished
dramas seized upon the imagination; smothered lights caught the eye。 A
thin coating of inevitable dust covered all the multitudinous corners
and convolutions of these objects of various shapes which gave highly
picturesque effects。

First of all; the stranger compared the three galleries which
civilization; cults; divinities; masterpieces; dominions; carousals;
sanity; and madness had filled to repletion; to a mirror with numerous
facets; each depicting a world。 After this first hazy idea he would
fain have selected his pleasures; but by dint of using his eyes;
thinking and musing; a fever began to possess him; caused perhaps by
the gnawing pain of hunger。 The spectacle of so much existence;
individual or national; to which these pledges bore witness; ended by
numbing his sensesthe purpose with which he entered the shop was
fulfilled。 He had left the real behind; and had climbed gradually up
to an ideal world; he had attained to the enchanted palace of ecstasy;
whence the universe appeared to him by fragments and in shapes of
flame; as once the future blazed out before the eyes of St。 John in
Patmos。

A crowd of sorrowing faces; beneficent and appalling; dark and
luminous; far and near; gathered in numbers; in myriads; in whole
generations。 Egypt; rigid and mysterious; arose from her sands in the
form of a mummy swathed in black bandages; then the Pharaohs swallowed
up nations; that they might build themselves a tomb; and he beheld
Moses and the Hebrews and the desert; and a solemn antique world。
Fresh and joyous; a marble statue spoke to him from a twisted column
of the pleasure…loving myths of Greece and Ionia。 Ah! who would not
have smiled with him to see; against the earthen red background; the
brown…faced maiden dancing with gleeful reverence before the god
Priapus; wrought in the fine clay of an Etruscan vase? The Latin queen
caressed her chimera。

The whims of Imperial Rome were there in life; the bath was disclosed;
the toilette of a languid Julia; dreaming; waiting for her Tibullus。
Strong with the might of Arabic spells; the head of Cicero evoked
memories of a free Rome; and unrolled before him the scrolls of Titus
Livius。 The young man beheld Senatus Populusque Romanus; consuls;
lictors; togas with purple fringes; the fighting in the Forum; the
angry people; passed in review before him like the cloudy faces of a
dream。

Then Christian Rome predominated in his vision。 A painter had laid
heaven open; he beheld the Virgin Mary wrapped in a golden cloud among
the angels; shining more brightly than the sun; receiving the prayers
of sufferers; on whom this second Eve Regenerate smiles pityingly。 At
the touch of a mosaic; made of various lavas from Vesuvius and Etna;
his fancy fled to the hot tawny south of Italy。 He was present at
Borgia's orgies; he roved among the Abruzzi; sought for Italian love
intrigues; grew ardent over pale faces and dark; almond…shaped eyes。
He shivered over midnight adventures; cut short by the cool thrust of
a jealous blade; as he saw a mediaeval dagger with a hilt wrought like
lace; and spots of rust like splashes of blood upon it。

India and its religions took the shape of the idol with his peaked cap
of fantastic form; with little bells; clad in silk and gold。 Close by;
a mat; as pretty as the bayadere who once lay upon it; still gave out
a faint scent of sandal wood。 His fancy was stirred by a goggle…eyed
Chinese monster; with mouth awry and twisted limbs; the invention of a
people who; grown weary of the monotony of beauty; found an
indescribable pleasure in an infinite variety of ugliness。 A salt…
cellar from Benvenuto Cellini's workshop carried him back to the
Renaissance at its height; to the time when there was no restraint on
art or morals; when torture was the sport of sovereigns; and from
their councils; churchmen with courtesans' arms about them issued
decrees of chastity for simple priests。

On a cameo he saw the conquests of Alexander; the massacres of Pizarro
in a matchbox; and religious wars disorderly; fanatical; and cruel; in
the shadows of a helmet。 Joyous pictures of chivalry were called up by
a suit of Milanese armor; brightly polished and richly wrought; a

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