zanoni-第96章

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gushed　back　upon　her　nature；　dark　and　savage　as　it　was。　　She

pressed　the　arm　on　which　she　leaned　convulsively；　and　exclaimed；

〃No；　no！　not　him！　denounce　her；let　her　perish；　but　I　have　slept

on　HIS　bosom；not　HIM！〃



〃It　shall　be　as　thou　wilt；〃　said　Nicot；　with　a　devil's　sneer；

〃but　he　must　be　arrested　for　the　moment。　　No　harm　shall　happen　to

him；　for　no　accuser　shall　appear。　　But　her；thou　wilt　not　relent

for　her？〃



Fillide　turned　upon　him　her　eyes；　and　their　dark　glance　was

sufficient　answer。





CHAPTER　7。VI。



In　poppa　quella

Che　guidar　gli　dovea；　fatal　Donsella。

〃Ger。　Lib。〃　cant。　xv。　3。



（By　the　prow　was　the　fatal　lady　ordained　to　be　the　guide。）



The　Italian　did　not　overrate　that　craft　of　simulation　proverbial

with　her　country　and　her　sex。　　Not　a　word；　not　a　look；　that　day

revealed　to　Glyndon　the　deadly　change　that　had　converted　devotion

into　hate。　　He　himself；　indeed；　absorbed　in　his　own　schemes；　and

in　reflections　on　his　own　strange　destiny；　was　no　nice　observer。

But　her　manner；　milder　and　more　subdued　than　usual；　produced　a

softening　effect　upon　his　meditations　towards　the　evening；　and　he

then　began　to　converse　with　her　on　the　certain　hope　of　escape；

and　on　the　future　that　would　await　them　in　less　unhallowed　lands。



〃And　thy　fair　friend；〃　said　Fillide；　with　an　averted　eye　and　a

false　smile；　〃who　was　to　be　our　companion？thou　hast　resigned

her；　Nicot　tells　me；　in　favour　of　one　in　whom　he　is　interested。

Is　it　so？〃



〃He　told　thee　this！〃　returned　Glyndon；　evasively。　　〃Well！　does

the　change　content　thee？〃



〃Traitor！〃　muttered　Fillide；　and　she　rose　suddenly；　approached

him；　parted　the　long　hair　from　his　forehead　caressingly；　and

pressed　her　lips　convulsively　on　his　brow。



〃This　were　too　fair　a　head　for　the　doomsman；〃　said　she；　with　a

slight　laugh；　and；　turning　away；　appeared　occupied　in

preparations　for　their　departure。



The　next　morning；　when　he　rose；　Glyndon　did　not　see　the　Italian；

she　was　absent　from　the　house　when　he　left　it。　　It　was　necessary

that　he　should　once　more　visit　C　before　his　final　Departure；

not　only　to　arrange　for　Nicot's　participation　in　the　flight；　but

lest　any　suspicion　should　have　arisen　to　thwart　or　endanger　the

plan　he　had　adopted。　　C；　though　not　one　of　the　immediate

coterie　of　Robespierre；　and　indeed　secretly　hostile　to　him；　had

possessed　the　art　of　keeping　well　with　each　faction　as　it　rose　to

power。　　Sprung　from　the　dregs　of　the　populace；　he　had；

nevertheless；　the　grace　and　vivacity　so　often　found　impartially

amongst　every　class　in　France。　　He　had　contrived　to　enrich

himselfnone　knew　howin　the　course　of　his　rapid　career。　　He

became；　indeed；　ultimately　one　of　the　wealthiest　proprietors　of

Paris；　and　at　that　time　kept　a　splendid　and　hospitable　mansion。

He　was　one　of　those　whom；　from　various　reasons；　Robespierre

deigned　to　favour；　and　he　had　often　saved　the　proscribed　and

suspected；　by　procuring　them　passports　under　disguised　names；　and

advising　their　method　of　escape。　　But　C　was　a　man　who　took　this

trouble　only　for　the　rich。　　〃The　incorruptible　Maximilien；〃　who

did　not　want　the　tyrant's　faculty　of　penetration；　probably　saw

through　all　his　manoeuvres；　and　the　avarice　which　he　cloaked

beneath　his　charity。　　But　it　was　noticeable　that　Robespierre

frequently　seemed　to　wink　atnay；　partially　to　encouragesuch

vice　in　men　whom　he　meant　hereafter　to　destroy；　as　would　tend　to

lower　them　in　the　public　estimation；　and　to　contrast　with　his　own

austere　and　unassailable　integrity　and　PURISM。　　And；　doubtless；

he　often　grimly　smiled　in　his　sleeve　at　the　sumptuous　mansion　and

the　griping　covetousness　of　the　worthy　Citizen　C。



To　this　personage；　then；　Glyndon　musingly　bent　his　way。　　It　was

true；　as　he　had　darkly　said　to　Viola；　that　in　proportion　as　he

had　resisted　the　spectre；　its　terrors　had　lost　their　influence。

The　time　had　come　at　last；　when；　seeing　crime　and　vice　in　all

their　hideousness；　and　in　so　vast　a　theatre；　he　had　found　that　in

vice　and　crime　there　are　deadlier　horrors　than　in　the　eyes　of　a

phantom…fear。　　His　native　nobleness　began　to　return　to　him。　　As

he　passed　the　streets；　he　revolved　in　his　mind　projects　of　future

repentance　and　reformation。　　He　even　meditated；　as　a　just　return

for　Fillide's　devotion；　the　sacrifice　of　all　the　reasonings　of

his　birth　and　education。　　He　would　repair　whatever　errors　he　had

committed　against　her；　by　the　self…immolation　of　marriage　with

one　little　congenial　with　himself。　　He　who　had　once　revolted　from

marriage　with　the　noble　and　gentle　Viola！he　had　learned　in　that

world　of　wrong　to　know　that　right　is　right；　and　that　Heaven　did

not　make　the　one　sex　to　be　the　victim　of　the　other。　　The　young

visions　of　the　Beautiful　and　the　Good　rose　once　more　before　him；

and　along　the　dark　ocean　of　his　mind　lay　the　smile　of　reawakening

virtue；　as　a　path　of　moonlight。　　Never；　perhaps；　had　the

condition　of　his　soul　been　so　elevated　and　unselfish。



In　the　meanwhile　Jean　Nicot；　equally　absorbed　in　dreams　of　the

future；　and　already　in　his　own　mind　laying　out　to　the　best

advantage　the　gold　of　the　friend　he　was　about　to　betray；　took　his

way　to　the　house　honoured　by　the　residence　of　Robespierre。　　He

had　no　intention　to　comply　with　the　relenting　prayer　of　Fillide；

that　the　life　of　Glyndon　should　be　spared。　　He　thought　with

Barrere；　〃Il　n'y　a　que　les　morts　qui　ne　revient　pas。〃　　In　all　men

who　have　devoted　themselves　to　any　study；　or　any　art；　with

sufficient　pains　to　attain　a　certain　degree　of　excellence；　there

must　be　a　fund　of　energy　immeasurably　above　that　of　the　ordinary

herd。　　Usually　this　energy　is　concentrated　on　the　objects　of

their　professional　ambition；　and　leaves　them；　therefore；

apathetic　to　the　other　pursuits　of　men。　　But　where　those　objects

are　denied；　where　the　stream　has　not　its　legitimate　vent；　the

energy；　irritated　and　aroused；　possesses　the　whole　being；　and　if

not　wasted　on　desultory　schemes；　or　if　not　purified　by　conscience

and　principle；　becomes　a　dangerous　and　destructive　element　in　the

social　system；　through　which　it　wanders　in　riot　and　disorder。

Hence；　in　all　wise　monarchies；nay；　in　all　well…constituted

states；the　peculiar　care　with　which　channels　are　opened　for

every　art　and　every　science；　hence　the　honour　paid　to　their

cultivators　by　subtle　and　thoughtful　statesmen；　who；　perhaps；　for

themselves；　see　nothing　in　a　picture　but　coloured　canvas；

nothing　in　a　problem　but　an　ingenious　puzzle。　　No　state　is　ever

more　in　danger　than　when　the　talent　that　should　be　consecrated　to

peace　has　no　occupation　but　political　intrigue　or　personal

advancement。　　Talent　unhonoured　is　talent　at　war　with　men。　　And

here　it　is　noticeable；　that　the　class　of　actors　having　been　the

most　degraded　by　the　public　opinion　of　the　old　regime；　their　very

dust　deprived　of　Christian　burial；　no　men　（with　certain

exceptions　in　the　company　especially　favoured　by　the　Court）　were

more　relentless　and　revengeful　among　the　scourges　of　the

Revolution。　　In　the　savage　Collot　d'Herbois；　mauvais　comedien；

were　embodied　the　wrongs　and　the　vengeance　of　a　class。



Now　the　energy　of　Jean　Nicot　had　never　been　sufficiently　directed

to　the　art　he　professed。　　Even　in　his　earliest　youth；　the

political　disquisitions　of　his　master；　David；　had　distracted　him

from　the　more　tedious　labours　of　the　easel。　　The　defects　of　his

person　had　embittered　his　mind；　the　atheism　of　his　benefactor　had

deadened　his　conscience。　　For　one　great　excellence　of　religion

above　all；　the　Religion　of　the　Crossis；　that　it　raises　PATIENCE

first　into　a　virtue；　and　next　into　a　hope。　　Take　away　the

doctrine　of　another　life；　of　requital　hereafter；　of　the　smile　of

a　Father　upon　our　sufferings　and　trials　in　our　ordeal　here；　and

what　becomes　of　patience？　　But　without　patience；　what　is　man？

and　what　a　people？　　Without　patience；　art　never　can　be　high；

without　patience；　liberty　never　can　be　perfected。　　By　wild

throes；　and　impetuous；　aimless　struggles；　Intellect　seeks　t