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第39章 BOOK THE SECOND:THE GOLDEN THREAD(22)

'Why does he make that abominable noise?Is it his child?'

'Excuse me,Monsieur the Marquis—it is a pity—yes.'

The fountain was a little removed;for the street opened,where it was,into a space some ten or twelve yards square. As the tall man suddenly got up from the ground,and came running at the carriage,Monsieur the Marquis clapped his hand for an instant on his sword-hilt.

'Killed!'shrieked the man,in wild desperation,extending both arms at their length above his head,and staring at him.'Dead!'

The people closed round,and looked at Monsieur the Marquis. There was nothing revealed by the many eyes that looked at him but watchfulness and eagerness;there was no visible menacing or anger.Neither did the people say anything;after the first cry,they had been silent,and they remained so.The voice of the submissive man who had spoken,was flat and tame in its extreme submission.Monsieur the Marquis ran his eyes over them all,as if they had been mere rats come out of their holes.

He took out his purse.

'It is extraordinary to me,'said he,'that you people cannot take care of yourselves and your children. One or the other of you is for ever in the way.How do I know what injury you have done my horses?See!Give him that.'

He threw out a gold coin for the valet to pick up,and all theheads craned forward that all the eyes might look down as it fell. The tall man called out again with a most unearthly cry,'Dead!'

He was arrested by the quick arrival of another man,for whom the rest made way. On seeing him,the miserable creature fell upon his shoulder,sobbing and crying,and pointing to the fountain,where some women were stooping over the motionless bundle,and moving gently about it.They were as silent,however,as the men.

'I know all,I know all,'said the last comer.'Be a brave man,my Gaspard!It is better for the poor little plaything to die so,than to live. It has died in a moment without pain.Could it have lived an hour as happily?'

'You are a philosopher,you there,'said the Marquis,smiling.'How do they call you?'

'They call me Defarge.'

'Of what trade?'

'Monsieur the Marquis,vendor of wine.'

'Pick up that,philosopher and vendor of wine,'said the Marquis,throwing him another gold coin,'and spend it as you will. The horses there;are they right?'

Without deigning to look at the assemblage a second time,Monsieur the Marquis leaned back in his seat,and was just being driven away with the air of a gentleman who had accidentally broken some common thing,and had paid for it,and could afford to pay for it;when his ease was suddenly disturbed by a coin flying into his carriage,and ringing on its floor.

'Hold!'said Monsieur the Marquis.'Hold the horses!Who threw that?'

He looked to the spot where Defarge the vendor of wine hadstood,a moment before;but the wretched father was grovelling on his face on the pavement in that spot,and the figure that stood beside him was the figure of a dark stout woman,knitting.

'You dogs,'said the Marquis,but smoothly,and with an unchanged front,except as to the spots on his nose:'I would ride over any of you very willingly,and exterminate you from the earth. If I knew which rascal threw at the carriage,and if that brigand were sufficiently near it,he should be crushed under the wheels.'

So cowed was their condition,and so long and hard their experience of what such a man could do to them,within the law and beyond it,that not a voice,or a hand,or even an eye was raised. Among the men,not one.But the woman who stood knitting looked up steadily,and looked the Marquis in the face.It was not for his dignity to notice it;his contemptuous eyes passed over her,and over all the other rats;and he leaned back in his seat again,and gave the word,'Go on!'

He was driven on,and other carriages came whirling by in quick succession;the Minister,the State-Projector,the Farmer-General,the Doctor,the Lawyer,the Ecclesiastic,the Grand Opera,the Comedy,the whole Fancy Ball in a bright continuous flow,came whirling by. The rats had crept out of their holes to look on,and they remained looking on for hours;soldiers and police often passing between them and the spectacle,and making a barrier behind which they slunk,and through which they peeped.The father had long ago taken up his bundle and hidden himself away with it,when the women who had tended the bundle while it lay on the base of the fountain,sat there watching the running of the water and the rolling of the Fancy Ball—when the one woman who had stood conspicuous,knitting,still knitted onwith the steadiness of Fate.The water of the fountain ran,the swift river ran,the day ran into evening,so much life in the city ran into death according to rule,time and tide waited for no man,the rats were sleeping close together in their dark holes again,the Fancy Ball was lighted up at supper,all things ran their courses.

XIV.MONSEIGNEUR IN THE COUNTRY

A beautiful landscape,with the corn bright in it,but not abundant. Patches of poor rye where corn should have been,patches of poor peas and beans,patches of most coarse vegetable substitutes for wheat.On inanimate nature,as on the men and women who cultivated it,a prevalent tendency towards an appearance of vegetating unwillingly—a dejected disposition to give up,and wither away.

Monsieur the Marquis in his travelling carriage(which might have been lighter),conducted by four post-horses and two postilions,fagged up a steep hill. A blush on the countenance of Monsieur the Marquis was no impeachment of his high breeding;it was not from within;it was occasioned by an external circumstance beyond his control—the setting sun.

The sunset struck so brilliantly into the travelling carriage when it gained the hill-top,that its occupant was steeped in crimson.'It will die out,'said Monsieur the Marquis,glancing at his hands,'directly.'

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