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took a pleasure in deciphering thema sort of mechanical amusement。



〃Sitting at your doorexpectedCapriceI obeyRivalsI; never!

thy Paulineloveno more of Pauline?If you had wished to leave me

for ever; you would not have deserted meLove eternalTo die〃



The words caused him a sort of remorse; he seized the tongs; and

rescued a last fragment of the letter from the flames。



〃I have murmured;〃 so Pauline wrote; 〃but I have never complained; my

Raphael! If you have left me so far behind you; it was doubtless

because you wished to hide some heavy grief from me。 Perhaps you will

kill me one of these days; but you are too good to torture me。 So do

not go away from me like this。 There! I can bear the worst of torment;

if only I am at your side。 Any grief that you could cause me would not

be grief。 There is far more love in my heart for you than I have ever

yet shown you。 I can endure anything; except this weeping far away

from you; this ignorance of your〃



Raphael laid the scorched scrap on the mantelpiece; then all at once

he flung it into the fire。 The bit of paper was too clearly a symbol

of his own love and luckless existence。



〃Go and find M。 Bianchon;〃 he told Jonathan。



Horace came and found Raphael in bed。



〃Can you prescribe a draught for mesome mild opiate which will

always keep me in a somnolent condition; a draught that will not be

injurious although taken constantly。〃



〃Nothing is easier;〃 the young doctor replied; 〃but you will have to

keep on your feet for a few hours daily; at any rate; so as to take

your food。〃



〃A few hours!〃 Raphael broke in; 〃no; no! I only wish to be out of bed

for an hour at most。〃



〃What is your object?〃 inquired Bianchon。



〃To sleep; for so one keeps alive; at any rate;〃 the patient answered。

〃Let no one come in; not even Mlle。 Pauline de Wistchnau!〃 he added to

Jonathan; as the doctor was writing out his prescription。



〃Well; M。 Horace; is there any hope?〃 the old servant asked; going as

far as the flight of steps before the door; with the young doctor。



〃He may live for some time yet; or he may die to…night。 The chances of

life and death are evenly balanced in his case。 I can't understand it

at all;〃 said the doctor; with a doubtful gesture。 〃His mind ought to

be diverted。〃



〃Diverted! Ah; sir; you don't know him! He killed a man the other day

without a word!Nothing can divert him!〃



For some days Raphael lay plunged in the torpor of this artificial

sleep。 Thanks to the material power that opium exerts over the

immaterial part of us; this man with the powerful and active

imagination reduced himself to the level of those sluggish forms of

animal life that lurk in the depths of forests; and take the form of

vegetable refuse; never stirring from their place to catch their easy

prey。 He had darkened the very sun in heaven; the daylight never

entered his room。 About eight o'clock in the evening he would leave

his bed; with no very clear consciousness of his own existence; he

would satisfy the claims of hunger and return to bed immediately。 One

dull blighted hour after another only brought confused pictures and

appearances before him; and lights and shadows against a background of

darkness。 He lay buried in deep silence; movement and intelligence

were completely annihilated for him。 He woke later than usual one

evening; and found that his dinner was not ready。 He rang for

Jonathan。



〃You can go;〃 he said。 〃I have made you rich; you shall be happy in

your old age; but I will not let you muddle away my life any longer。

Miserable wretch! I am hungrywhere is my dinner? How is it?Answer

me!〃



A satisfied smile stole over Jonathan's face。 He took a candle that

lit up the great dark rooms of the mansion with its flickering light;

brought his master; who had again become an automaton; into a great

gallery; and flung a door suddenly open。 Raphael was all at once

dazzled by a flood of light and amazed by an unheard…of scene。



His chandeliers had been filled with wax…lights; the rarest flowers

from his conservatory were carefully arranged about the room; the

table sparkled with silver; gold; crystal; and porcelain; a royal

banquet was spreadthe odors of the tempting dishes tickled the

nervous fibres of the palate。 There sat his friends; he saw them among

beautiful women in full evening dress; with bare necks and shoulders;

with flowers in their hair; fair women of every type; with sparkling

eyes; attractively and fancifully arrayed。 One had adopted an Irish

jacket; which displayed the alluring outlines of her form; one wore

the 〃basquina〃 of Andalusia; with its wanton grace; here was a half…

clad Dian the huntress; there the costume of Mlle。 de la Valliere;

amorous and coy; and all of them alike were given up to the

intoxication of the moment。



As Raphael's death…pale face showed itself in the doorway; a sudden

outcry broke out; as vehement as the blaze of this improvised banquet。

The voices; perfumes; and lights; the exquisite beauty of the women;

produced their effect upon his senses; and awakened his desires。

Delightful music; from unseen players in the next room; drowned the

excited tumult in a torrent of harmonythe whole strange vision was

complete。



Raphael felt a caressing pressure on is own hand; a woman's white;

youthful arms were stretched out to grasp him; and the hand was

Aquilina's。 He knew now that this scene was not a fantastic illusion

like the fleeting pictures of his disordered dreams; he uttered a

dreadful cry; slammed the door; and dealt his heartbroken old servant

a blow in the face。



〃Monster!〃 he cried; 〃so you have sworn to kill me!〃 and trembling at

the risks he had just now run; he summoned all his energies; reached

his room; took a powerful sleeping draught; and went to bed。



〃The devil!〃 cried Jonathan; recovering himself。 〃And M。 Bianchon most

certainly told me to divert his mind。〃



It was close upon midnight。 By that time; owing to one of those

physical caprices that are the marvel and the despair of science;

Raphael; in his slumber; became radiant with beauty。 A bright color

glowed on his pale cheeks。 There was an almost girlish grace about the

forehead in which his genius was revealed。 Life seemed to bloom on the

quiet face that lay there at rest。 His sleep was sound; a light; even

breath was drawn in between red lips; he was smilinghe had passed no

doubt through the gate of dreams into a noble life。 Was he a

centenarian now? Did his grandchildren come to wish him length of

days? Or; on a rustic bench set in the sun and under the trees; was he

scanning; like the prophet on the mountain heights; a promised land; a

far…off time of blessing。



〃Here you are!〃



The words; uttered in silver tones; dispelled the shadowy faces of his

dreams。 He saw Pauline; in the lamplight; sitting upon the bed;

Pauline grown fairer yet through sorrow and separation。 Raphael

remained bewildered by the sight of her face; white as the petals of

some water flower; and the shadow of her long; dark hair about it

seemed to make it whiter still。 Her tears had left a gleaming trace

upon her cheeks; and hung there yet; ready to fall at the least

movement。 She looked like an angel fallen from the skies; or a spirit

that a breath might waft away; as she sat there all in white; with her

head bowed; scarcely creasing the quilt beneath her weight。



〃Ah; I have forgotten everything!〃 she cried; as Raphael opened his

eyes。 〃I have no voice left except to tell you; 'I am yours。' There is

nothing in my heart but love。 Angel of my life; you have never been so

beautiful before! Your eyes are blazing But come; I can guess it

all。 You have been in search of health without me; you were afraid of

mewell〃



〃Go! go! leave me;〃 Raphael muttered at last。 〃Why do you not go? If

you stay; I shall die。 Do you want to see me die?〃



〃Die?〃 she echoed。 〃Can you die without me? Die? But y

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