the chouans-第46章
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〃The ghost has taken the Blue with him；〃 cried the voice of Marche…a… Terre。
The fright of the Chouans must have been great； for the words were followed by a stillness so profound that d'Orgemont and his companion could hear them muttering to themselves： 〃Ave； sancta Anna Auriaca gratia plena； Dominus tecum；〃 etc。
〃They are praying； the fools！〃 cried d'Orgemont。
〃Hush！ are you not afraid they will discover us？〃 said Mademoiselle de Verneuil； checking her companion。
The old man's laugh dissipated her fears。
〃That iron back is set in a wall of granite two feet thick；〃 he said。 〃We can hear them； but they can't hear us。〃
Then he took the hand of his preserver and placed it near a crevice through which a current of fresh air was blowing。 She then perceived that the opening was made in the shaft of the chimney。
〃Ai！ ai！〃 cried d'Orgemont。 〃The devil！ how my legs smart！〃
The Chouans； having finished their prayer； departed； and the old miser again caught the hand of his companion and helped her to climb some narrow winding steps cut in the granite wall。 When they had mounted some twenty of these steps the gleam of a lamp dimly lighted their heads。 The miser stopped； turned to his companion； examined her face as if it were a bank note he was doubtful about cashing； and heaved a heavy sigh。
〃By bringing you here；〃 he said； after a moment's silence； 〃I have paid you in full for the service you did me； I don't see why I should give you〃
〃Monsieur； I ask nothing of you；〃 she said。
These words； and also； perhaps； the disdainful expression on the beautiful face； reassured the old man； for he answered； not without a sigh； 〃Ah！ if you take it that way； I have gone too far not to continue on。〃
He politely assisted Marie to climb a few more steps rather strangely constructed； and half willingly； half reluctantly； ushered her into a small closet about four feet square； lighted by a lamp hanging from the ceiling。 It was easy to see that the miser had made preparations to spend more than one day in this retreat if the events of the civil war compelled him to hide himself。
〃Don't brush against that wall； you might whiten yourself；〃 said d'Orgemont suddenly； as he hurriedly put his hand between the girl's shawl and the stones which seemed to have been lately whitewashed。 The old man's action produced quite another effect from that he intended。 Marie looked about her and saw in one corner a sort of projection； the shape of which forced from her a cry of terror； for she fancied it was that of a human being standing erect and mortared into the wall。 D'Orgemont made a violent sign to her to hold her tongue； and his little eyes of a porcelain blue showed as much fear as those of his companion。
〃Fool！ do you think I murdered him？ It is the body of my brother；〃 and the old man gave a lugubrious sigh。 〃He was the first sworn…in priest； and this was the only asylum where he was safe against the fury of the Chouans and the other priests。 He was my elder brother； and he alone had the patience to each me the decimal calculus。 Oh！ he was a good priest！ He was economical and laid by money。 It is four years since he died； I don't know what was the matter with him； perhaps it was that priests are so in the habit of kneeling down to pray that he couldn't get accustomed to standing upright here as I do。 I walled him up there； /they'd/ have dug him up elsewhere。 Some day perhaps I can put him in holy ground； as he used to call it；poor man； he only took the oath out of fear。〃
A tear rolled from the hard eyes of the little old man； whose rusty wig suddenly seemed less hideous to the girl； and she turned her eyes respectfully away from his distress。 But； in spite of these tender reminiscences； d'Orgemont kept on saying； 〃Don't go near the wall； you might〃
His eyes never ceased to watch hers； hoping thus to prevent her from examining too closely the walls of the closet； where the close air was scarcely enough to inflate the lungs。 Marie succeeded； however； in getting a sufficiently good look in spite of her Argus； and she came to the conclusion that the strange protuberances in the walls were neither more nor less than sacks of coin which the miser had placed there and plastered up。
Old d'Orgemont was now in a state of almost grotesque bewilderment。 The pain in his legs； the terror he felt at seeing a human being in the midst of his hoards； could be read in every wrinkle of his face； and yet at the same time his eyes expressed； with unaccustomed fire； a lively emotion excited in him by the presence of his liberator； whose white and rosy cheek invited kisses； and whose velvety black eye sent waves of blood to his heart； so hot that he was much in doubt whether they were signs of life or of death。
〃Are you married？〃 he asked； in a trembling voice。
〃No；〃 she said； smiling。
〃I have a little something；〃 he continued； heaving a sigh； 〃though I am not so rich as people think for。 A young girl like you must love diamonds； trinkets； carriages； money。 I've got all that to giveafter my death。 Hey！ if you will〃
The old man's eyes were so shrewd and betrayed such calculation in this ephemeral love that Mademoiselle de Verneuil； as she shook her head in sign of refusal； felt that his desire to marry her was solely to bury his secret in another himself。
〃Money！〃 she said； with a look of scorn which made him satisfied and angry both； 〃money is nothing to me。 You would be three times as rich as you are； if you had all the gold that I have refused〃 she stopped suddenly。
〃Don't go near that wall； or〃
〃But I hear a voice；〃 she said； 〃it echoes through that wall；a voice that is more to me than all your riches。〃
Before the miser could stop her Marie had laid her hand on a small colored engraving of Louis XV。 on horseback； to her amazement it turned； and she saw； in a room beneath her； the Marquis de Montauran； who was loading a musket。 The opening； hidden by a little panel on which the picture was gummed； seemed to form some opening in the ceiling of the adjoining chamber； which； no doubt； was the bedroom of the royalist general。 D'Orgemont closed the opening with much precaution； and looked at the girl sternly。
〃Don't say a word if you love your life。 You haven't thrown your grappling…iron on a worthless building。 Do you know that the Marquis de Montauran is worth more than one hundred thousand francs a year from lands which have not yet been confiscated？ And I read in the Primidi de l'Ille…et…Vilaine a decree of the Consuls putting an end to confiscation。 Ha！ ha！ you'll think the Gars a prettier fellow than ever； won't you？ Your eyes are shining like two new louis d'or。〃
Mademoiselle de Verneuil's face was； indeed； keenly excited when she heard that well…known voice so near her。 Since she had been standing there； erect； in the midst as it were of a silver mine； the spring of her mind； held down by these strange events； recovered itself。 She seemed to have formed some sinister resolution and to perceive a means of carrying it out。
〃There is no return from such contempt；〃 she was saying to herself； 〃and if he cannot love me； I will kill himno other woman shall have him。〃
〃No； abbe； no！〃 cried the young chief； in a loud voice which was heard through the panel； 〃it must be so。〃
〃Monsieur le marquis；〃 replied the Abbe Gudin； haughtily； 〃you will scandalize all Brittany if you give that ball at Saint James。 It is preaching； not dancing； which will rouse our villagers。 Take guns； not fiddles。〃
〃Abbe； you have sense enough to know that it is not in a general assembly of our partisans that I can learn to know these people； or judge of what I may be able to undertake with them。 A supper is better for examining faces than all the spying in the world； of which； by the bye； I have a horror； they can be made to talk with glasses in their hand。〃
Marie quivered； as she listened； and conceived the idea of going to the ball and there avenging herself。
〃Do you take me for an idiot with your sermon against dancing？〃 continued Montauran。 〃Wouldn't you yourself dance a reed if it would restore your order under its new name of Fathers of the Faith？ Don't you know that Bretons come away from the mass and go to dancing？ Are
