part10-第9章
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Mateo on each side of the tartana; and the old invalids behind。
At some little distance to the north of Granada; the road
gradually ascends the hills; here I alighted and walked up slowly with
Manuel; who took this occasion to confide to me the secret of his
heart and of all those tender concerns between himself and Dolores;
with which I had been already informed by the all knowing and all
revealing Mateo Ximenes。 His doctor's diploma had prepared the way for
their union; and nothing more was wanting but the dispensation of
the Pope; on account of their consanguinity。 Then; if he could get the
post of Medico of the fortress; his happiness would be complete! I
congratulated him on the judgment and good taste he had shown in his
choice of a helpmate; invoked all possible felicity on their union;
and trusted that the abundant affections of the kind…hearted little
Dolores would in time have more stable objects to occupy them than
recreant cats and truant pigeons。
It was indeed a sorrowful parting when I took leave of these good
people and saw them slowly descend the hills; now and then turning
round to wave me a last adieu。 Manuel; it is true; had cheerful
prospects to console him; but poor Mateo seemed perfectly cast down。
It was to him a grievous fall from the station of prime minister and
historiographer; to his old brown cloak and his starveling mystery
of ribbon…weaving; and the poor devil; notwithstanding his
occasional officiousness; had; somehow or other; acquired a stronger
hold on my sympathies than I was aware of。 It would have really been a
consolation in parting; could I have anticipated the good fortune in
store for him; and to which I had contributed; for the importance I
had appeared to give to his tales and gossip and local knowledge;
and the frequent companionship in which I had indulged him in the
course of my strolls; had elevated his idea of his own
qualifications and opened a new career to him; and the son of the
Alhambra has since become its regular and well…paid cicerone; insomuch
that I am told he has never been obliged to resume the ragged old
brown cloak in which I first found him。
Towards sunset I came to where the road wound into the mountains;
and here I paused to take a last look at Granada。 The hill on which
I stood commanded a glorious view of the city; the Vega; and the
surrounding mountains。 It was at an opposite point of the compass from
La cuesta de las lagrimas (the hill of tears) noted for the 〃last sigh
of the Moor。〃 I now could realize something of the feelings of poor
Boabdil when he bade adieu to the paradise he was leaving behind;
and beheld before him a rugged and sterile road conducting him to
exile。
The setting sun as usual shed a melancholy effulgence on the ruddy
towers of the Alhambra。 I could faintly discern the balconied window
of the Tower of Comares; where I had indulged in so many delightful
reveries。 The bosky groves and gardens about the city were richly
gilded with the sunshine; the purple haze of a summer evening was
gathering over the Vega; every thing was lovely; but tenderly and
sadly so; to my parting gaze。
〃I will hasten from this prospect;〃 thought I; 〃before the sun is
set。 I will carry away a recollection of it clothed in all its
beauty。〃
With these thoughts I pursued my way among the mountains。 A little
further and Granada; the Vega; and the Alhambra; were shut from my
view; and thus ended one of the pleasantest dreams of a life; which
the reader perhaps may think has been but too much made up of dreams。
THE END