二十年后-第45章
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ice dead。〃
〃My antagonist took flight；〃 replied De Guiche 〃and left me at liberty to e to your assistance。 But are you seriously wounded？ I see you are covered with blood！〃
〃I believe；〃 said Raoul； 〃that I have got something like a scratch on the arm。 If you will help me to drag myself from under my horse I hope nothing need prevent us continuing our journey。〃
Monsieur d'Arminges and Olivain had already dismounted and were attempting to raise the struggling horse。 At last Raoul succeeded in drawing his foot from the stirrup and his leg from under the animal； and in a second he was on his feet again。
〃Nothing broken？〃 asked De Guiche。
〃Faith； no； thank Heaven！〃 replied Raoul； 〃but what has bee of the poor wretches whom these scoundrels were murdering？〃
〃I fear we arrived too late。 They have killed them； I think； and taken flight； carrying off their booty。 My servants are examining the bodies。〃
〃Let us go and see whether they are quite dead； or if they can still be helped；〃 suggested Raoul。 〃Olivain； we have e into possession of two horses； but I have lost my own。 Take for yourself the better of the two and give me yours。〃
They approached the spot where the unfortunate victims lay。
The Monk
Two men lay prone upon the ground； one bathed in blood and motionless； with his face toward the earth； this one was dead。 The other leaned against a tree； supported there by the two valets； and was praying fervently； with clasped hands and eyes raised to Heaven。 He had received a ball in his thigh； which had broken the bone。 The young men first approached the dead man。
〃He is a priest；〃 said Bragelonne； 〃he has worn the tonsure。 Oh； the scoundrels！ to lift their hands against a minister of God。〃
〃e here； sir；〃 said Urban； an old soldier who had served under the cardinal duke in all his campaigns； 〃e here； there is nothing to be done with him； whilst we may perhaps be able to save the other。〃
The wounded man smiled sadly。 〃Save me！ Oh； no！〃 said he； 〃but help me to die； if you can。〃
〃Are you a priest？〃 asked Raoul。
〃No sir。〃
〃I ask； as your unfortunate panion appeared to me to belong to the church。〃
〃He is the curate of Bethune； sir； and was carrying the holy vessels belonging to his church； and the treasure of the chapter； to a safe place； the prince having abandoned our town yesterday； and as it was known that bands of the enemy were prowling about the country； no one dared to acpany the good man； so I offered to do so。
〃And； sir；〃 continued the wounded man； 〃I suffer much and would like； if possible； to be carried to some house。〃
〃Where you can be relieved？〃 asked De Guiche。
〃No； where I can confess。〃
〃But perhaps you are not so dangerously wounded as you think；〃 said Raoul。
〃Sir；〃 replied the wounded man； 〃believe me； there is no time to lose； the ball has broken the thigh bone and entered the intestines。〃
〃Are you a surgeon？〃 asked De Guiche。
〃No； but I know a little about wounds； and mine； I know； is mortal。 Try； therefore； either to carry me to some place where I may see a priest or take the trouble to send one to me here。 It is my soul that must be saved； as for my body； it is lost。〃
〃To die whilst doing a good deed！ It is impossible。 God will help you。〃
〃Gentlemen； in the name of Heaven！〃 said the wounded man； collecting all his forces； as if to get up； 〃let us not lose time in useless words。 Either help me to gain the nearest village or swear to me on your salvation that you will send me the first monk； the first cure； the first priest you may meet。 But；〃 he added in a despairing tone； 〃perhaps no one will dare to e for it is known that the Spaniards are ranging through the country； and I shall die without absolution。 My God！ my God！ Good God！ good God！〃 added the wounded man； in an accent of terror which made the young men shudder； 〃you will not allow that？ that would be too terrible！〃
〃Calm yourself； sir；〃 replied De Guiche。 〃I swear to you； you shall receive the consolation that you ask。 Only tell us where we shall find a house at which we can demand aid and a village from which we can fetch a priest。〃
〃Thank you； and God reward you！ About half a mile from this； on the same road； there is an inn； and about a mile further on； after leaving the inn； you will reach the village of Greney。 There you must find the curate； or if he is not at home； go to the convent of the Augustines； which is the last house on the right； and bring me one of the brothers。 Monk or priest； it matters not； provided only that he has received from holy church the power of absolving in articulo mortis。〃
〃Monsieur d'Arminges；〃 said De Guiche； 〃remain beside this unfortunate man and see that he is removed as gently as possible。 The vite and myself will go and find a priest。〃
〃Go； sir；〃 replied the tutor； 〃but in Heaven's name do not expose yourself to danger！〃
〃Do not fear。 Besides； we are safe for to…day； you know the axiom； ‘Non bis in idem。'〃
〃Courage； sir；〃 said Raoul to the wounded man。 〃We are going to execute your wishes。〃
〃May Heaven prosper you！〃 replied the dying man； with an accent of gratitude impossible to describe。
The two young men galloped off in the direction mentioned and in ten minutes reached the inn。 Raoul； without dismounting； called to the host and announced that a wounded man was about to be brought to his house and begged him in the meantime to prepare everything needful。 He desired him also； should he know in the neighborhood any doctor or chirurgeon； to fetch him； taking on himself the payment of the messenger。
The host； who saw two young noblemen； richly clad； promised everything they required； and our two cavaliers； after seeing that preparations for the reception were actually begun； started off again and proceeded rapidly toward Greney。
They had gone rather more than a league and had begun to descry the first houses of the village； the red…tiled roofs of which stood out from the green trees which surrounded them； when； ing toward them mounted on a mule； they perceived a poor monk； whose large hat and gray worsted dress made them take him for an Augustine brother。 Chance for once seemed to favor them in sending what they were so assiduously seeking。 He was a man about twenty…two or twenty…three years old； but who appeared much older from ascetic exercises。 His plexion was pale； not of that deadly pallor which is a kind of neutral beauty； but of a bilious； yellow hue； his colorless hair was short and scarcely extended beyond the circle formed by the hat around his head； and his light blue eyes seemed destitute of any expression。
〃Sir；〃 began Raoul； with his usual politeness； 〃are you an ecclesiastic？〃
〃Why do you ask me that？〃 replied the stranger； with a coolness which was barely civil。
〃Because we want to know；〃 said De Guiche； haughtily。
The stranger touched his mule with his heel and continued his way。
In a second De Guiche had sprung before him and barred his passage。 〃Answer； sir；〃 exclaimed he； 〃you have been asked politely； and every question is worth an answer。〃
〃I suppose I am free to say or not to say who I am to two strangers who take a fancy to ask me。〃
It was with difficulty that De Guiche restrained the intense desire he had of breaking the monk's bones。
〃In the first place；〃 he said； making an effort to control himself； 〃we are not people who may be treated anyhow； my friend there is the Viscount of Bragelonne and I am the Count de Guiche。 Nor was it from caprice we asked the question； for there is a wounded and dying man who demands the succor of the church。 If you be a priest； I conjure you in the name of humanity to follow me to aid this man； if you be not； it is a different matter； and I warn you in the name of courtesy； of which you appear profoundly ignorant； that I shall chastise you for your insolence。〃
The pale face of the monk became so livid and his smile so strange； that Raoul； whose eyes were still fixed upon him； felt as if this smile had struck to his heart like an insult。
〃He is some Spanish or Flemish spy；〃 said he； putting his hand to his pistol。 A glance； threatening and transient as lightning； replied to Raoul。
〃Well； sir；〃 said De Guiche； 〃are you going to reply？〃
〃I am a priest；〃 said the young man。
〃Then； father；〃 said Raoul； forcing himself to convey a respect by speech that did not e from his heart； 〃if you are a priest you have an opportunity； as my friend has told you； of exercising your vocation。 At the next inn you will find a wounded man； now being attended by our servants； who has asked the assistance of a minister of God。〃
〃I will go；〃 said the monk。
And he touched his mule。
〃If you do not go； sir；〃 said De Guiche； 〃remember that we have two steeds able to catch your mule and the power of having you seized wherever you may be； and then I swear your trial will be summary； one can always find a tree and a cord。〃
The monk's eye again flashed； but that was all； he merely repeated his phrase； 〃I will go；〃 and he went。
〃Let us follow him；〃 said De Guiche； 〃it will be the surest plan。〃
〃I was about to propose so doing；〃 answered De Bragelonne。
In the space of five minutes the monk turned around to ascertain whether he was followed or not。
〃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 bee inflamed through weeping for the good things of this life we mon 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 es 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
