第14章 IV(4)

I should,without stopping to consider,place my sword and my arm at her disposal,and devote myself to her service.How much more eagerly would I die for you,madam,whose beauty has ravished my heart!What do you demand of me?Tell me what you desire me to do.""Prevent this duel;don't allow an interview to take place between your uncle and the man whom he mentioned.Tell me you will do this,and I shall be safe;for you have never learned to lie;I know.""Of course he hasn't,you may be sure of that,you simpleton!"muttered Maitre Quennebert in his corner."If you only knew what a mere novice you are at that game compared with the chevalier!If you only knew whom you had before you!""At your age,"went on Angelique,"one cannot feign--the heart is not yet hardened,and is capable of compassion.But a dreadful idea occurs to me--a horrible suspicion!Is it all a devilish trick--a snare arranged in joke?Tell me that it is not all a pretence!Apoor woman encounters so much perfidy.Men amuse themselves by troubling her heart and confusing her mind;they excite her vanity,they compass her round with homage,with flattery,with temptation,and when they grow tired of fooling her,they despise and insult her.

Tell me,was this all a preconcerted plan?This love,this jealousy,were they only acted?""Oh,madame,"broke in the chevalier,with an expression of the deepest indignation,"how can you for an instant imagine that a human heart could be so perverted?I am not acquainted with the man whom the commander accused you of loving,but whoever he may be I feel sure that he is worthy of your love,and that he would never have consented to such a dastardly joke.Neither would my uncle;his jealousy mastered him and drove him mad But I am not dependent on him;I am my own master,and can do as Iplease.I will hinder this duel;I will not allow the illusion and ignorance of him who loves you and,alas that I must say it,whom you love,to be dispelled,for it is in them he finds his happiness.Be happy with him!As for me,I shall never see you again;but the recollection of this meeting,the joy of having served you,will be my consolation."Angelique raised her beautiful eyes,and gave the chevalier a long look which expressed her gratitude more eloquently than words.

"May I be hanged!"thought Maitre Quennebert,"if the baggage isn't making eyes at him already!But one who is drowning clutches at a straw.""Enough,madam,"said the chevalier;"I understand all you would say.

You thank me in his name,and ask me to leave you:I obey-yes,madame,I am going;at the risk of my life I will prevent this meeting,I will stifle this fatal revelation.But grant me one last prayer-permit me to look forward to seeing you once more before Ileave this city,to which I wish I had never come.But I shall quit it in a day or two,to-morrow perhaps--as soon as I know that your happiness is assured.Oh!do not refuse my last request;let the light of your eyes shine on me for the last time;after that I shall depart--I shall fly far away for ever.But if perchance,in spite of every effort,I fail,if the commander's jealousy should make him impervious to my entreaties--to my tears,if he whom you love should come and overwhelm you with reproaches and then abandon you,would you drive me from your presence if I should then say,'I love you'?

Answer me,I beseech you."

"Go!"said she,"and prove worthy of my gratitude--or my love."Seizing one of her hands,the chevalier covered it with passionate kisses.

"Such barefaced impudence surpasses everything I could have imagined!"murmured Quennebert:"fortunately,the play is over for to-night;if it had gone on any longer,I should have done something foolish.The lady hardly imagines what the end of the comedy will be."Neither did Quennebert.It was an evening of adventures.It was written that in the space of two hours Angelique was to run the gamut of all the emotions,experience all the vicissitudes to which a life such as she led is exposed:hope,fear,happiness,mortification,falsehood,love that was no love,intrigue within intrigue,and,to crown all,a totally unexpected conclusion.