scaramouche-第75章
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Tour d'Azyr？ To her in her limited knowledge； her mind filled
with her uncle's contrary conviction； it seemed that Andre…Louis
was only acting； he would act a part to the very end。
Be that as it might； she shifted her ground to answer him。
〃You had my uncle's letter？〃
〃And I answered it。〃
〃I know。 But what he said； he will fulfil。 Do not dream that he
will relent if you carry out this horrible purpose。〃
〃Come； now； that is a better reason than the other；〃 said he。 〃If
there is a reason in the world that could move me it would be that。
But there is too much between La Tour d'Azyr and me。 There is an
oath I swore on the dead hand of Philippe de Vilmorin。 I could
never have hoped that God would afford me so great an opportunity
of keeping it。〃
〃You have not kept it yet；〃 she warned him。
He smiled at her。 〃True！〃 he said。 〃But nine o'clock will soon be
here。 Tell me；〃 he asked her suddenly； 〃why did you not carry this
request of yours to M。 de La Tour d'Azyr？〃
〃I did；〃 she answered him； and flushed as she remembered her
yesterday's rejection。 He interpreted the flush quite otherwise。
〃And he？〃 he asked。
〃M。 de La Tour d'Azyr's obligations。。。 〃 she was beginning： then
she broke off to answer shortly： 〃Oh； he refused。〃
〃So； so。 He must； of course； whatever it may have cost him。 Yet
in his place I should have counted the cost as nothing。 But men
are different； you see。〃 He sighed。 〃Also in your place； had that
been so； I think I should have left the matter there。 But then。。。 〃
〃I don't understand you； Andre。〃
〃I am not so very obscure。 Not nearly so obscure as I can be。 Turn
it over in your mind。 It may help to comfort you presently。〃 He
consulted his watch again。 〃Pray use this house as your own。 I
must be going。〃
Le Chapelier put his head in at the door。
〃Forgive the intrusion。 But we shall be late； Andre； unless you。。。 〃
〃Coming；〃 Andre answered him。 〃If you will await my return； Aline；
you will oblige me deeply。 Particularly in view of your uncle's
resolve。〃
She did not answer him。 She was numbed。 He took her silence for
assent； and； bowing； left her。 Standing there she heard his steps
going down the stairs together with Le Chapelier's。 He was
speaking to his friend； and his voice was calm and normal。
Oh； he was mad … blinded by self…confidence and vanity。 As his
carriage rattled away； she sat down limply； with a sense of
exhaustion and nausea。 She was sick and faint with horror。
Andre…Louis was going to his death。 Conviction of it … an
unreasoning conviction； the result； perhaps； of all M。 de Kercadiou's
rantings … entered her soul。 Awhile she sat thus； paralyzed by
hopelessness。 Then she sprang up again； wringing her hands。 She
must do something to avert this horror。 But what could she do？ To
follow him to the Bois and intervene there would be to make a scandal
for no purpose。 The conventions of conduct were all against her；
offering a barrier that was not to be overstepped。 Was there no one
could help her？
Standing there； half…frenzied by her helplessness； she caught again
a sound of vehicles and hooves on the cobbles of the street below。
A carriage was approaching。 It drew up with a clatter before the
fencing…academy。 Could it be Andre…Louis returning？ Passionately
she snatched at that straw of hope。 Knocking； loud and urgent； fell
upon the door。 She heard Andre…Louis' housekeeper； her wooden shoes
clanking upon the stairs； hurrying down to open。
She sped to the door of the anteroom； and pulling it wide stood
breathlessly to listen。 But the voice that floated up to her was
not the voice she so desperately hoped to hear。 It was a woman's
voice asking in urgent tones for M。 Andre…Louis … a voice at first
vaguely familiar； then clearly recognized； the voice of Mme。 de
Plougastel。
Excited； she ran to the head of the narrow staircase in time to hear
Mme。 de Plougastel exclaim in agitation：
〃He has gone already！ Oh； but how long since？ Which way did he
take？〃
It was enough to inform Aline that Mme。 de Plougastel's errand must
be akin to her own。 At the moment； in the general distress and
confusion of her mind； her mental vision focussed entirely on the
one vital point； she found in this no matter for astonishment。 The
singular regard conceived by Mme。 de Plougastel for Andre…Louis
seemed to her then a sufficient explanation。
Without pausing to consider； she ran down that steep staircase；
calling：
〃Madame！ Madame！〃
The portly； comely housekeeper drew aside； and the two ladies faced
each other on that threshold。 Mme。 de Plougastel looked white and
haggard； a nameless dread staring from her eyes。
〃Aline！ You here！〃 she exclaimed。 And then in the urgency sweeping
aside all minor considerations； 〃Were you also too late？〃 she asked。
〃No； madame。 I saw him。 I implored him。 But he would not listen。〃
〃Oh； this is horrible！〃 Mme。 de Plougastel shuddered as she spoke。
〃I heard of it only half an hour ago； and I came at once； to prevent
it at all costs。〃
The two women looked blankly； despairingly； at each other。 In the
sunshine…flooded street one or two shabby idlers were pausing to
eye the handsome equipage with its magnificent bay horses； and the
two great ladies on the doorstep of the fencing…academy。 From
across the way came the raucous voice of an itinerant bellows…mender
raised in the cry of his trade：
〃A raccommoder les vieux soufflets！〃
Madame swung to the housekeeper。
〃How long is it since monsieur left？〃
〃Ten minutes； maybe； hardly more。〃 Conceiving these great ladies
to be friends of her invincible master's latest victim； the good
woman preserved a decently stolid exterior。
Madame wrung her hands。 〃Ten minutes！ Oh！〃 It was almost a moan。
〃Which way did he go？〃
〃The assignation is for nine o'clock in the Bois de Boulogne；〃
Aline informed her。 〃Could we follow？ Could we prevail if we did？〃
〃Ah； my God！ The question is should we come in time？ At nine
o'clock！ And it wants but little more than a quarter of an hour。
Mon Dieu！ Mon Dieu！〃 Madame clasped and unclasped her hands in
anguish。 〃Do you know； at least； where in the Bois they are to meet？〃
〃No … only that it is in the Bois。〃
〃In the Bois！〃 Madame was flung into a frenzy。 〃The Bois is nearly
half as large as Paris。〃 But she swept breathlessly on； 〃Come；
Aline： get in； get in！〃
Then to her coachman。 〃To the Bois de Boulogne by way of the Cours
Ia Reine；〃 she commanded； 〃as fast as you can drive。 There are ten
pistoles for you if we are in time。 Whip up； man！〃
She thrust Aline into the carriage； and sprang after her with the
energy of a girl。 The heavy vehicle … too heavy by far for this
race with time … was moving before she had taken her seat。 Rocking
and lurching it went； earning the maledictions of more than one
pedestrian whom it narrowly avoided crushing against a wall or
trampling underfoot。
Madame sat back with closed eyes and trembling lips。 Her face
showed very white and drawn。 Aline watched her in silence。 Almost
it seemed to her that Mme。 de Plougastel was suffering as deeply
as herself； enduring an anguish of apprehension as great as her own。
Later Aline was to wonder at this。 But at the moment all the
thought of which her half…numbed mind was capable was bestowed upon
their desperate errand。
The carriage rolled across the Place Louis XV and out on to the
Cours Ia Reine at last。 Along that beautiful； tree…bordered avenue
between the Champs Elysees and the Seine； almost empty at this hour
of the day； they made better speed； leaving now a cloud of dust
behind them。
But fast to danger…point as was the speed； to the women in that
carriage it was too slow。 As they reached the barrier at the end
of the Cours； nine o'clock was striking in the city behind them；
and every stroke of it seemed to sound a note of doom。
Yet here at the barrier the regulations compelled a momentary halt。
Aline enquired of the sergeant…in…charge how long it was since a
cabriolet such as she described had gone that way。 She was answered
that some twenty minutes ago a vehicle had passed the barrier
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