burlesques-第7章
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in the front of the house; and I wanted to show you a picture。 I'm
proud of my pictures。 That Leonardo came from Genoa; and was a
gift to our father from my cousin; Marshal Manasseh: that Murillo
was pawned to my uncle by Marie Antoinette before the flight to
Varennesthe poor lady could not redeem the pledge; you know; and
the picture remains with us。 As for the Rafael; I suppose you are
aware that he was one of our people。 But what are you gazing at?
Oh! my sisterI forgot。 Miriam! this is the Lord Codlingsby。〃
She had been seated at an ivory pianoforte on a mother…of…pearl
music…stool; trying a sonata of Herz。 She rose when thus
apostrophized。 Miriam de Mendoza rose and greeted the stranger。
The Talmud relates that Adam had two wivesZillah the dark beauty;
Eva the fair one。 The ringlets of Zillah were black; those of Eva
were golden。 The eyes of Zillah were night; those of Eva were
morning。 Codlingsby was fairof the fair Saxon race of Hengist
and Horsathey called him Miss Codlingsby at school; but how much
fairer was Miriam the Hebrew!
Her hair had that deep glowing tinge in it which has been the
delight of all painters; and which; therefore; the vulgar sneer at。
It was of burning auburn。 Meandering over her fairest shoulders in
twenty thousand minute ringlets; it hung to her waist and below it。
A light blue velvet fillet clasped with a diamond aigrette (valued
at two hundred thousand tomauns; and bought from Lieutenant
Vicovich; who had received it from Dost Mahomed); with a simple bird
of paradise; formed her head…gear。 A sea…green cymar with short
sleeves; displayed her exquisitely moulded arms to perfection; and
was fastened by a girdle of emeralds over a yellow satin frock。
Pink gauze trousers spangled with silver; and slippers of the same
color as the band which clasped her ringlets (but so covered with
pearls that the original hue of the charming little papoosh
disappeared entirely) completed her costume。 She had three
necklaces on; each of which would have dowered a Princessher
fingers glistened with rings to their rosy tips; and priceless
bracelets; bangles; and armlets wound round an arm that was whiter
than the ivory grand piano on which it leaned。
As Miriam de Mendoza greeted the stranger; turning upon him the
solemn welcome of her eyes; Codlingsby swooned almost in the
brightness of her beauty。 It was well she spoke; the sweet kind
voice restored him to consciousness。 Muttering a few words of
incoherent recognition; he sank upon a sandalwood settee; as
Goliath; the little slave; brought aromatic coffee in cups of opal;
and alabaster spittoons; and pipes of the fragrant Gibelly。
〃My lord's pipe is out;〃 said Miriam with a smile; remarking the
bewilderment of her guestwho in truth forgot to smokeand taking
up a thousand pound note from a bundle on the piano; she lighted it
at the taper and proceeded to re…illumine the extinguished chibouk
of Lord Codlingsby。
IV。
When Miriam; returning to the mother…of…pearl music…stool; at a
signal from her brother; touched the silver and enamelled keys of
the ivory piano; and began to sing; Lord Codlingsby felt as if he
were listening at the gates of Paradise; or were hearing Jenny
Lind。
〃Lind is the name of the Hebrew race; so is Mendelssohn; the son of
Almonds; so is Rosenthal; the Valley of the Roses: so is Lowe or
Lewis or Lyons or Lion。 The beautiful and the brave alike give
cognizances to the ancient people: you Saxons call yourselves
Brown; or Smith; or Rodgers;〃 Rafael observed to his friend; and;
drawing the instrument from his pocket; he accompanied his sister;
in the most ravishing manner; on a little gold and jewelled harp;
of the kind peculiar to his nation。
All the airs which the Hebrew maid selected were written by
composers of her race; it was either a hymn by Rossini; a polacca
by Braham; a delicious romance by Sloman; or a melody by Weber;
that; thrilling on the strings of the instrument; wakened a harmony
on the fibres of the heart; but she sang no other than the songs of
her nation。
〃Beautiful one! sing ever; sing always;〃 Codlingsby thought。 〃I
could sit at thy feet as under a green palm…tree; and fancy that
Paradise…birds were singing in the boughs。〃
Rafael read his thoughts。 〃We have Saxon blood too in our veins;〃
he said。 〃You smile! but it is even so。 An ancestress of ours
made a mesalliance in the reign of your King John。 Her name was
Rebecca; daughter of Isaac of York; and she married in Spain;
whither she had fled to the Court of King Boabdil; Sir Wilfred of
Ivanhoe; then a widower by the demise of his first lady; Rowena。
The match was deemed a cruel insult amongst our people but Wilfred
conformed; and was a Rabbi of some note at the synagogue of
Cordova。 We are descended from him lineally。 It is the only blot
upon the escutcheon of the Mendozas。〃
As they sat talking together; the music finished; and Miriam having
retired (though her song and her beauty were still present to the
soul of the stranger) at a signal from Mendoza; various messengers
from the outer apartments came in to transact business with him。
First it was Mr。 Aminadab; who kissed his foot; and brought papers
to sign。 〃How is the house in Grosvenor Square; Aminadab; and is
your son tired of his yacht yet?〃 Mendoza asked。 〃That is my
twenty…fourth cashier;〃 said Rafael to Codlingsby; when the
obsequious clerk went away。 〃He is fond of display; and all my
people may have what money they like。〃
Entered presently the Lord Bareacres; on the affair of his
mortgage。 The Lord Bareacres; strutting into the apartment with a
haughty air; shrank back; nevertheless; with surprise on beholding
the magnificence around him。 〃Little Mordecai;〃 said Rafael to a
little orange…boy; who came in at the heels of the noble; 〃take
this gentleman out and let him have ten thousand pounds。 I can't
do more for you; my lord; than thisI'm busy。 Good…by!〃 And
Rafael waved his hand to the peer; and fell to smoking his
narghilly。
A man with a square face; cat…like eyes; and a yellow moustache;
came next。 He had an hour…glass of a waist; and walked uneasily
upon his high…heeled boots。 〃Tell your master that he shall have
two millions more; but not another shilling;〃 Rafael said。 That
story about the five…and…twenty millions of ready money at
Cronstadt is all bosh。 They won't believe it in Europe。 You
understand me; Count Grogomoffski?〃
〃But his Imperial Majesty said four millions; and I shall get the
knout unless〃
〃Go and speak to Mr。 Shadrach; in room Z 94; the fourth court;〃
said Mendoza good…naturedly。 〃Leave me at peace; Count: don't you
see it is Friday; and almost sunset?〃 The Calmuck envoy retired
cringing; and left an odor of musk and candle…grease behind him。
An orange…man; an emissary from Lola Montes; a dealer in piping
bullfinches; and a Cardinal in disguise; with a proposal for a new
loan for the Pope; were heard by turns; and each; after a rapid
colloquy in his own language; was dismissed by Rafael。
〃The queen must come back from Aranjuez; or that king must be
disposed of;〃 Rafael exclaimed; as a yellow…faced amabassador from
Spain; General the Duke of Olla Podrida; left him。 〃Which shall it
be; my Codlingsby?〃 Codlingsby was about laughingly to answerfor
indeed he was amazed to find all the affairs of the world
represented here; and Holywell Street the centre of Europewhen
three knocks of a peculiar nature were heard; and Mendoza starting
up; said; 〃Ha! there are only four men in the world who know that
signal。〃 At once; and with a reverence quite distinct from his
former nonchalant manner; he advanced towards the new…comer。
He was an old manan old man evidently; too; of the Hebrew race
the light of his eyes was unfathomableabout his mouth there
played an inscrutable smile。 He had a cotton umbrella; and old