twenty years after(二十年后)-第62章

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〃You　see；〃　said　Raoul；　〃we　have　done　wisely。〃
〃What　a　horrible　face　that　monk　has；〃　said　De　Guiche。
〃Horrible！〃　replied　Raoul；　〃especially　in　expression。〃
〃Yes；　yes；〃　said　De　Guiche；　〃a　strange　face；　but　these　monks
are　subject　to　such　degrading　practices；　their　fasts　make
them　pale；　the　blows　of　the　discipline　make　them　hypocrites；
and　their　eyes　become　inflamed　through　weeping　for　the　good
things　of　this　life　we　common　folk　enjoy；　but　they　have
lost。〃
〃Well；〃　said　Raoul；　〃the　poor　man　will　get　his　priest；　but；
by　Heaven；　the　penitent　appears　to　me　to　have　a　better
conscience　than　the　confessor。　I　confess　I　am　accustomed　to
priests　of　a　very　different　appearance。〃
〃Ah！〃　exclaimed　De　Guiche；　〃you　must　understand　that　this　is
one　of　those　wandering　brothers；　who　go　begging　on　the　high
road　until　some　day　a　benefice　falls　down　from　Heaven　on
them；　they　are　mostly　foreigners　　Scotch；　Irish　or　Danish。
I　have　seen　them　before。〃
〃As　ugly？〃
〃No；　but　reasonably　hideous。〃
〃What　a　misfortune　for　the　wounded　man　to　die　under　the
hands　of　such　a　friar！〃
〃Pshaw！〃　said　De　Guiche。　〃Absolution　comes　not　from　him　who
administers　it；　but　from　God。　However；　for　my　part；　I　would
rather　die　unshriven　than　have　anything　to　say　to　such　a
confessor。　You　are　of　my　opinion；　are　you　not；　viscount？　and
I　see　you　playing　with　the　pommel　of　your　sword；　as　if　you
had　a　great　inclination　to　break　the　holy　father's　head。〃
〃Yes；　count；　it　is　a　strange　thing　and　one　which　might
astonish　you；　but　I　feel　an　indescribable　horror　at　the
sight　of　yonder　man。　Have　you　ever　seen　a　snake　rise　up　on
your　path？〃
〃Never；〃　answered　De　Guiche。
〃Well；　it　has　happened　to　me　to　do　so　in　our　Blaisois
forests；　and　I　remember　that　the　first　time　I　encountered
one　with　its　eyes　fixed　upon　me；　curled　up；　swinging　its
head　and　pointing　its　tongue；　I　remained　fixed；　pale　and　as
though　fascinated；　until　the　moment　when　the　Comte　de　la
Fere　　〃
〃Your　father？〃　asked　De　Guiche。
〃No；　my　guardian；〃　replied　Raoul；　blushing。
〃Very　well　　〃
〃Until　the　moment　when　the　Comte　de　la　Fere；〃　resumed　Raoul；
〃said；　‘Come；　Bragelonne；　draw　your　sword；'　then　only　I
rushed　upon　the　reptile　and　cut　it　in　two；　just　at　the
moment　when　it　was　rising　on　its　tail　and　hissing；　ere　it
sprang　upon　me。　Well；　I　vow　I　felt　exactly　the　same
sensation　at　sight　of　that　man　when　he　said；　‘Why　do　you　ask
me　that？'　and　looked　so　strangely　at　me。〃
〃Then　you　regret　that　you　did　not　cut　your　serpent　in　two
morsels？〃
〃Faith；　yes；　almost；〃　said　Raoul。
They　had　now　arrived　within　sight　of　the　little　inn　and
could　see　on　the　opposite　side　the　procession　bearing　the
wounded　man　and　guided　by　Monsieur　d'Arminges。　The　youths
spurred　on。
〃There　is　the　wounded　man；〃　said　De　Guiche；　passing　close　to
the　Augustine　brother。　〃Be　good　enough　to　hurry　yourself　a
little；　monsieur　monk。〃
As　for　Raoul；　he　avoided　the　monk　by　the　whole　width　of　the
road　and　passed　him；　turning　his　head　away　in　repulsion。
The　young　men　rode　up　to　the　wounded　man　to　announce　that
they　were　followed　by　the　priest。　He　raised　himself　to
glance　in　the　direction　which　they　pointed　out；　saw　the
monk；　and　fell　back　upon　the　litter；　his　face　illumined　by
joy。
〃And　now；〃　said　the　youths；　〃we　have　done　all　we　can　for
you；　and　as　we　are　in　haste　to　rejoin　the　prince's　army　we
must　continue　our　journey。　You　will　excuse　us；　sir；　but　we
are　told　that　a　battle　is　expected　and　we　do　not　wish　to
arrive　the　day　after　it。〃
〃Go；　my　young　sirs；〃　said　the　sick　man；　〃and　may　you　both　be
blessed　for　your　piety。　You　have　done　for　me；　as　you
promised；　all　that　you　could　do。　As　for　me　I　can　only
repeat；　may　God　protect　you　and　all　dear　to　you！〃
〃Sir；〃　said　De　Guiche　to　his　tutor；　〃we　will　precede　you；
and　you　can　rejoin　us　on　the　road　to　Cambrin。〃
The　host　was　at　his　door　and　everything　was　prepared　　bed；
bandages；　and　lint；　and　a　groom　had　gone　to　Lens；　the
nearest　village；　for　a　doctor。
〃Everything；〃　said　he　to　Raoul；　〃shall　be　done　as　you
desire；　but　you　will　not　stop　to　have　your　wound　dressed？〃
〃Oh；　my　wound　　mine　　'tis　nothing；〃　replied　the
viscount；　〃it　will　be　time　to　think　about　it　when　we　next
halt；　only　have　the　goodness；　should　you　see　a　cavalier　who
makes　inquiries　about　a　young　man　on　a　chestnut　horse
followed　by　a　servant；　to　tell　him；　in　fact；　that　you　have
seen　me；　but　that　I　have　continued　my　journey　and　intend　to
dine　at　Mazingarbe　and　to　stop　at　Cambrin。　This　cavalier　is
my　attendant。〃
〃Would　it　not　be　safer　and　more　certain　if　I　should　ask　him
his　name　and　tell　him　yours？〃　demanded　the　host。
〃There　is　no　harm　in　over…precaution。　I　am　the　Viscount　de
Bragelonne　and　he　is　called　Grimaud。〃
At　this　moment　the　wounded　man　arrived　from　one　direction
and　the　monk　from　the　other；　the　latter　dismounting　from　his
mule　and　desiring　that　it　should　be　taken　to　the　stables
without　being　unharnessed。
〃Sir　monk；〃　said　De　Guiche；　〃confess　well　that　brave　man；
and　be　not　concerned　for　your　expenses　or　for　those　of　your
mule；　all　is　paid。〃
〃Thanks；　monsieur；〃　said　the　monk；　with　one　of　those　smiles
that　made　Bragelonne　shudder。
〃Come；　count；〃　said　Raoul；　who　seemed　instinctively　to
dislike　the　vicinity　of　the　Augustine；　〃come；　I　feel　ill
here；〃　and　the　two　young　men　spurred　on。
The　litter；　borne　by　two　servants；　now　entered　the　house。
The　host　and　his　wife　were　standing　on　the　steps；　whilst　the
unhappy　man　seemed　to　suffer　dreadful　pain　and　yet　to　be
concerned　only　to　know　if　he　was　followed　by　the　monk。　At
sight　of　this　pale；　bleeding　man；　the　wife　grasped　her
husband's　arm。
〃Well；　what's　the　matter？〃　asked　the　latter；　〃are　you　going
to　be　ill　just　now？〃
〃No；　but　look；〃　replied　the　hostess；　pointing　to　the　wounded
man；　〃I　ask　you　if　you　recognize　him？〃
〃That　man　　wait　a　bit。〃
〃Ah！　I　see　you　know　him；〃　exclaimed　the　wife；　〃for　you　have
become　pale　in　your　turn。〃
〃Truly；〃　cried　the　host；　〃misfortune　is　coming　on　our　house；
it　is　the　former　executioner　of　Bethune。〃
〃The　former　executioner　of　Bethune！〃　murmured　the　young
monk；　shrinking　back　and　showing　on　his　countenance　the
feeling　of　repugnance　which　his　penitent　inspired。
Monsieur　d'Arminges；　who　was　at　the　door；　perceived　his
hesitation。
〃Sir　monk；〃　said　he；　〃whether　he　is　now　or　has　been　an
executioner；　this　unfortunate　being　is　none　the　less　a　man。
Render　to　him；　then；　the　last　service　he　can　by　any
possibility　ask　of　you；　and　your　work　will　be　all　the　more
meritorious。〃
The　monk　made　no　reply；　but　silently　wended　his　way　to　the
room　where　the　two　valets　had　deposited　the　dying　man　on　a
bed。　D'Arminges　and　Olivain　and　the　two　grooms　then　mounted
their　horses；　and　all　four　started　off　at　a　quick　trot　to
rejoin　Raoul　and　his　companion。　Just　as　the　tutor　and　his
escort　disappeared　in　their　turn；　a　new　traveler　stopped　on
the　threshold　of　the　inn。
〃What　does　your　worship　want？〃　demanded　the　host；　pale　and
trembling　from　the　discovery　he　had　just　made。
The　traveler　made　a　sign　as　if　he　wished　to　drink；　and　then
pointed　to　his　horse　and　gesticulated　like　a　man　who　is
brushing　something。
〃Ah；　diable！〃　said　the　host　to　himself；　〃this　man　seems
dumb。　And　where　will　your　worship　drink？〃
〃There；〃　answered　the　traveler；　pointing　to　the　table。
〃I　was　mistaken；〃　said　the　host；　〃he's　not　quite　dumb。　And
what　else　does　your　worship　wish　for？〃
〃To　know　if　you　have　seen　a　young　man　pass；　fifteen　years　of
age；　mounted　on　a　chestnut　horse　and　followed　by　a　groom？〃
〃The　Viscount　de　Bragelonne？
〃Just　so。〃
〃Then　you　are　called　Monsieur　Grimaud？〃
The　traveler　made　a　sign　of　assent。
〃Well；　then；〃　said　the　host；　〃your　young　master　was　here　a
quarter　of　an　hour　ago；　he　will　dine　at　Mazingarbe　and　sleep
at　Cambrin。〃
〃How　far　is　Mazingarbe？〃
〃Two　miles　and　a　half。〃
〃Thank　you。〃
Grimaud　was　drinking　his　wine　silently　and　had　just　placed
his　glass　on　the　table　to　be　filled　a　second　time；　when　a
terrific　scream　resounded　from　the　room　occupied　by　the　monk
and　the　dying　man。　Grimaud　sprang　up。
〃What　is　that？〃　said　he；　〃whence　comes　that　cry？〃
〃From　the　wounded　man's　room；〃　replied　the　host。
〃What　wounded　man？〃
〃The　former　executioner　of　Bethune；　who　has　just　been
brought　in　here；　assassinated　by　Spaniards；　an