the duchesse de langeais- 第16部分

He　opened　the　door　of　the　boudoir。　　It　was　dark　within。　　A　faint　voice　was　raised　to　say　sharply

〃I　did　not　ring。　　What　made　you　come　in　without　orders？　　Go　away；　Suzette。〃

〃Then　you　are　ill；〃　exclaimed　Montriveau。

〃Stand　up；　monsieur；　and　go　out　of　the　room　for　a　minute　at　any　rate；〃　she　said；　ringing　the　bell。

〃Mme　la　Duchesse　rang　for　lights？〃　said　the　footman；　coming　in　with　the　candles。　　When　the　lovers　were　alone　together；　Mme　de　Langeais　still　lay　on　her　couch；　she　was　just　as　silent　and　motionless　as　if　Montriveau　had　not　been　there。

〃Dear；　I　was　wrong；〃　he　began；　a　note　of　pain　and　a　sublime　kindness　in　his　voice。　　〃Indeed；　I　would　not　have　you　without　religion〃

〃It　is　fortunate　that　you　can　recognise　the　necessity　of　a　conscience；〃　she　said　in　a　hard　voice；　without　looking　at　him。　　〃I　thank　you　in　God's　name。〃

The　General　was　broken　down　by　her　harshness；　this　woman　seemed　as　if　she　could　be　at　will　a　sister　or　a　stranger　to　him。　　He　made　one　despairing　stride　towards　the　door。　　He　would　leave　her　forever　without　another　word。　　He　was　wretched；　and　the　Duchess　was　laughing　within　herself　over　mental　anguish　far　more　cruel　than　the　old　judicial　torture。　　But　as　for　going　away；　it　was　not　in　his　power　to　do　it。　　In　any　sort　of　crisis；　a　woman　is；　as　it　were；　bursting　with　a　certain　quantity　of　things　to　say；　so　long　as　she　has　not　delivered　herself　of　them；　she　experiences　the　sensation　which　we　are　apt　to　feel　at　the　sight　of　something　incomplete。　　Mme　de　Langeais　had　not　said　all　that　was　in　her　mind。　　She　took　up　her　parable　and　said

〃We　have　not　the　same　convictions；　General；　I　am　pained　to　think。　　It　would　be　dreadful　if　a　woman　could　not　believe　in　a　religion　which　permits　us　to　love　beyond　the　grave。　　I　set　Christian　sentiments　aside；　you　cannot　understand　them。　　Let　me　simply　speak　to　you　of　expediency。　　Would　you　forbid　a　woman　at　court　the　table　of　the　Lord　when　it　is　customary　to　take　the　sacrament　at　Easter？　　People　must　certainly　do　something　for　their　party。　　The　Liberals；　whatever　they　may　wish　to　do；　will　never　destroy　the　religious　instinct。　　Religion　will　always　be　a　political　necessity。　　Would　you　undertake　to　govern　a　nation　of　logic…choppers？　　Napoleon　was　afraid　to　try；　he　persecuted　ideologists。　　If　you　want　to　keep　people　from　reasoning；　you　must　give　them　something　to　feel。　　So　let　us　accept　the　Roman　Catholic　Church　with　all　its　consequences。　　And　if　we　would　have　France　go　to　mass；　ought　we　not　to　begin　by　going　ourselves？　　Religion；　you　see；　Armand；　is　a　bond　uniting　all　the　conservative　principles　which　enable　the　rich　to　live　in　tranquillity。　　Religion　and　the　rights　of　property　are　intimately　connected。　　It　is　certainly　a　finer　thing　to　lead　a　nation　by　ideas　of　morality　than　by　fear　of　the　scaffold；　as　in　the　time　of　the　Terrorthe　one　method　by　which　your　odious　Revolution　could　enforce　obedience。　　The　priest　and　the　kingthat　means　you；　and　me；　and　the　Princess　my　neighbour；　and；　in　a　word；　the　interests　of　all　honest　people　personified。　　There；　my　friend；　just　be　so　good　as　to　belong　to　your　party；　you　that　might　be　its　Sylla　if　you　had　the　slightest　ambition　that　way。　　I　know　nothing　about　politics　myself；　I　argue　from　my　own　feelings；　but　still　I　know　enough　to　guess　that　society　would　be　overturned　if　people　were　always　calling　its　foundations　in　question〃

〃If　that　is　how　your　Court　and　your　Government　think；　I　am　sorry　for　you；〃　broke　in　Montriveau。　　〃The　Restoration；　madam；　ought　to　say；　like　Catherine　de　Medici；　when　she　heard　that　the　battle　of　Dreux　was　lost；　‘Very　well；　now　we　will　go　to　the　meeting…house。'　　Now　1815　was　your　battle　of　Dreux。　　Like　the　royal　power　of　those　days；　you　won　in　fact；　while　you　lost　in　right。　　Political　Protestantism　has　gained　an　ascendancy　over　people's　minds。　　If　you　have　no　mind　to　issue　your　Edict　of　Nantes；　or　if；　when　it　is　issued；　you　publish　a　Revocation；　if　you　should　one　day　be　accused　and　convicted　of　repudiating　the　Charter；　which　is　simply　a　pledge　given　to　maintain　the　interests　established　under　the　Republic；　then　the　Revolution　will　rise　again；　terrible　in　her　strength；　and　strike　but　a　single　blow。　　It　will　not　be　the　Revolution　that　will　go　into　exile；　she　is　the　very　soil　of　France。　　Men　die；　but　people's　interests　do　not　die。　。　。　。　　Eh；　great　Heavens！　what　are　France　and　the　crown　and　rightful　sovereigns；　and　the　whole　world　besides；　to　us？　　Idle　words　compared　with　my　happiness。　　Let　them　reign　or　be　hurled　from　the　throne；　little　do　I　care。　　Where　am　I　now？〃

〃In　the　Duchesse　de　Langeais's　boudoir；　my　friend。〃

〃No；　no。　　No　more　of　the　Duchess；　no　more　of　Langeais；　I　am　with　my　dear　Antoinette。〃

〃Will　you　do　me　the　pleasure　to　stay　where　you　are；〃　she　said；　laughing　and　pushing　him　back；　gently　however。

〃So　you　have　never　loved　me；〃　he　retorted；　and　anger　flashed　in　lightning　from　his　eyes。

〃No；　dear〃；　but　the　〃No〃　was　equivalent　to　〃Yes。〃

〃I　am　a　great　ass；〃　he　said；　kissing　her　hands。　　The　terrible　queen　was　a　woman　once　more。〃Antoinette；〃　he　went　on；　laying　his　head　on　her　feet；　〃you　are　too　chastely　tender　to　speak　of　our　happiness　to　anyone　in　this　world。〃

〃Oh！〃　she　cried；　rising　to　her　feet　with　a　swift；　graceful　spring；　〃you　are　a　great　simpleton。〃　　And　without　another　word　she　fled　into　the　drawing…room。

〃What　is　it　now？〃　wondered　the　General；　little　knowing　that　the　touch　of　his　burning　forehead　had　sent　a　swift　electric　thrill　through　her　from　foot　to　head。

In　hot　wrath　he　followed　her　to　the　drawing…room；　only　to　hear　divinely　sweet　chords。　　The　Duchess　was　at　the　piano。　　If　the　man　of　science　or　the　poet　can　at　once　enjoy　and　comprehend；　bringing　his　intelligence　to　bear　upon　his　enjoyment　without　loss　of　delight；　he　is　conscious　that　the　alphabet　and　phraseology　of　music　are　but　cunning　instruments　for　the　composer；　like　the　wood　and　copper　wire　under　the　hands　of　the　executant。　　For　the　poet　and　the　man　of　science　there　is　a　music　existing　apart；　underlying　the　double　expression　of　this　language　of　the　spirit　and　senses。　　Andiamo　mio　ben　can　draw　tears　of　joy　or　pitying　laughter　at　the　will　of　the　singer；　and　not　unfrequently　one　here　and　there　in　the　world；　some　girl　unable　to　live　and　bear　the　heavy　burden　of　an　unguessed　pain；　some　man　whose　soul　vibrates　with　the　throb　of　passion；　may　take　up　a　musical　theme；　and　lo！　heaven　is　opened　for　them；　or　they　find　a　language　for　themselves　in　some　sublime　melody；　some　song　lost　to　the　world。

The　General　was　listening　now　to　such　a　song；　a　mysterious　music　unknown　to　all　other　ears；　as　the　solitary　plaint　of　some　mateless　bird　dying　alone　in　a　virgin　forest。

〃Great　Heavens！　what　are　you　playing　there？〃　he　asked　in　an　unsteady　voice。

〃The　prelude　of　a　ballad；　called；　I　believe；　Fleuve　du　Tage。〃

〃I　did　not　know　that　there　was　such　music　in　a　piano；〃　he　returned。

〃Ah！〃　she　said；　and　for　the　first　time　she　looked　at　him　as　a　woman　looks　at　the　man　she　loves；　〃nor　do　you　know；　my　friend；　that　I　love　you；　and　that　you　cause　me　horrible　suffering；　and　that　I　feel　that　I　must　utter　my　cry　of　pain　without　putting　it　too　plainly　into　words。　　If　I　did　not；　I　should　yieldBut　you　see　nothing。〃

〃And　you　will　not　make　me　happy！〃

〃Armand；　I　should　die　of　sorrow　the　next　day。〃

The　General　turned　abruptly　from　her　and　went。　　But　out　in　the　street　he　brushed　away　the　tears　that　he　would　not　let　fall。

The　religious　phase　lasted　for　three　months。　　At　the　end　of　that　time　the　Duchess　grew　weary　of　vain　repetitions；　the　Deity；　bound　hand　and　foot；　was　delivered　up　to　her　lover。　　Possibly　she　may　have　feared　that　by　sheer　dint　of　talking　of　eternity　she　might　perpetuate　his　love　in　this　world　and　the　next。　　For　her　own　sake；　it　must　be　believed　that　no　man　had　touched　her　heart；　or　her　conduct　would　be　inexcusable。　　She　was　young；　the　time　when　men　and　women　feel　that　they　cannot　afford　to　lose　time　or　to　quibble　over　their　joys　was　still　far　off。　　She；　no　doubt；　was　on　the　verge　not　of　first　love；　but　of　her　first　experience　of　the　bliss　of　love。　　And　from　inexperience；　for　want　of　the　painful　lessons　which　would　have　taught　her　to　value　the　treasure　poured　out　at　her　feet；　she　was　playing　with　it。　　Knowing　nothing　of　the　glory　and　rapture　of　the　light；　she　was　fain　to　stay　in　the　shadow。

Armand　was　just　beginning　to　understand　this　strange　situation；　he　put　his　hope　in　the　first　word　spoken　by　nature。　　Every　evening；　as　he　came　away　from　Mme　de　Langeais's；　he　told　himself　that　no　woman　would　accept　the　tenderest；　most　delicate　proofs　of　a　man's　love　during　seven　months；　nor　yield　passively　to　the　slighter　demands　of　passion；　only　to　cheat　love　at　the　last。　　He　was　waiting　patiently　for　the　sun　to　gain　power；　not　doubting　but　that　he　should　receive　the　earliest　fruits。　　The　married　woman's　hesitations　and　the　religious　scruples　he　could　quite　well　understand。　　He　even　rejoiced　over　those　battles。　　He　mistook　the　Duchess's　heartless　coquetry　for　modesty；　and　he　would　not　have　had　her　otherwise。　　So　he　had　loved　to　see　her　devising　obstacles；　was　he　not　gradually　triumphing　over　them？　　Did　not　every　victory　won　swell　the　meagre　sum　of　lovers'　intimacies　long　denied；　and　at　last　conceded　with　every　sign　of　love？　　Still；　he　had　had　such　leisure　to　taste　the　full　sweetness　of　every　small　successive　conquest　on　which　a　lover　feeds　his　love；　that　these　had　come　to　be　matters　of　use　and　wont。　　So　far　as　obstacles　went；　there　were　none　now　save　his　own　awe　of　her；　nothing　else　left　between　him　and　his　desire　save　the　whims　of　her　who　allowed　him　to　call　her　Antoinette。　　So　he　made　up　his　mind　to　demand　more；　to　demand　all。　　Embarrassed　like　a　young　lover　who　cannot　dare　to　believe　that　his　idol　can　stoop　so　low；　he　hesitated　for　a　long　time。　　He　passed　through　the　experience　of　terrible　reactions　within　himself。　　A　set　purpose　was　annihilated　by　a　word；　and　definite　resolves　died　within　him　on　the　threshold。　　He　despised　himself　for　his　weakness；　and　still　his　desire　remained　unuttered。

Nevertheless；　one　evening；　after　sitting　in　gloomy　melancholy；　he　brought　out　a　fierce　demand　for　his　illegally　legitimate　rights。　　The　Duchess　had　not　to　wait　for　her　bond…slave's　request　to　guess　his　desire。　　When　was　a　man's　desire　a　secret？　　An