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the wandering jew, volume 10-第8章

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the equal innocence of two loving and passionate beingswhat guarantees
for the future in the remembrance which a man preserves of his first
love!

We say; then; that Adrienne was only half…satisfied; though convinced by
the vexation of Rose…Pompon that Djalma had never entertained a serious
attachment for the grisette。

〃And why do you detest me; miss?〃 said Adrienne mildly; when Rose…Pompon
had finished her speech。

〃Oh! bless me; madame!〃 replied the latter; forgetting altogether her
assumption of triumph; and yielding to the natural sincerity of her
character; 〃pretend that you don't know why I detest you!Oh; yes!
people go and pick bouquets from the jaws of a panther for people that
they care nothing about; don't they?  And if it was only that!〃 added
Rose…Pompon; who was gradually getting animated; and whose pretty face;
at first contracted into a sullen pout; now assumed an expression of real
and yet half…comic sorrow。

〃And if it was only the nosegay!〃 resumed she。  〃Though it gave me a
dreadful turn to see Prince Charming leap like a kid upon the stage; I
might have said to myself: ‘Pooh! these Indians have their own way of
showing politeness。  Here; a lady drops her nosegay; and a gentleman
picks it up and gives it to her; but in India it is quite another thing;
the man picks up the nosegay; and does not return it to the womanhe
only kills a panther before her eyes。'  Those are good manners in that
country; I suppose; but what cannot be good manners anywhere is to treat
a woman as I have been treated。  And all thanks to you; madame!〃

These complaints of Rose…Pompon; at once bitter and laughable; did not at
all agree with what she had previously stated as to Djalma's passionate
love for her; but Adrienne took care not to point out this contradiction;
and said to her; mildly: 〃You must be mistaken; miss; when you suppose
that I had anything to do with your troubles。  But; in any case; I regret
sincerely that you should have been ill…treated by any one。〃

〃If you think I have been beaten; you are quite wrong;〃 exclaimed Rose…
Pompon。  〃Ah! well; I am sure!  No; it is not that。  But I am certain
that; had it not been for you; Prince Charming would have got to love me
a little。  I am worthy of the trouble; after alland then there are
different sorts of loveI am not so very particularnot even so much as
that;〃 added Rose…Pompon; snapping her fingers。

〃Ah!〃 she continued; 〃when Ninny Moulin came to fetch me; and brought me
jewels and laces to persuade me to go with him; he was quite right in
saying there was no harm in his offers。〃

〃Ninny Moulin?〃 asked Mdlle。 de Cardoville; becoming more and more
interested; 〃who is this Ninny Moulin; miss?〃

〃A religious writer;〃 answered Rose…Pompon; pouting; 〃the right…hand man
of a lot of old sacristans; whose money he takes on pretense of writing
about morality and religion。  A fine morality it is!〃

At these words〃a religious writer〃〃sacristans〃 Adrienne instantly
divined some new plot of Rodin or Father d'Aigrigny; of which she and
Djalma were to have been the victims。  She began vaguely to perceive the
real state of the case; as she resumed: 〃But; miss; under what pretence
could this man take you away with him?〃

〃He came to fetch me; and said I need not fear for my virtue; and was
only to make myself look pretty。  So I said to myself: 'Philemon's out of
town; and it's very dull here all alone: This seems a droll affair; what
can I risk by it?'Alas! I didn't know what I risked;〃 added Rose…
Pompon; with a sigh。  〃Well! Ninny Moulin takes me away in a fine
carriage。  We stop in the Place du Palais…Royal。  A sullen…looking man;
with a yellow face; gets up in the room of Ninny Moulin; and takes me to
the house of Prince Charming。  When I saw himla! he was so handsome; so
very handsome; that I was quite dizzy…like; and he had such a kind; noble
air; that I said to myself; 'Well! there will be some credit if I remain
a good girl now!'I did not know what a true word I was speaking。  I
have been goodoh! worse than good。〃

〃What; miss! do you regret having been so virtuous?〃

〃Why; you see; I regret; at least; that I have not had the pleasure of
refusing。  But how can you refuse; when nothing is askedwhen you are
not even thought worth one little loving word?〃

〃But; miss; allow me to observe to you that the indifference of which you
complain does not see to have prevented your making a long stay in the
house in question。〃

〃How should I know why the prince kept me there; or took me out riding
with him; or to the play?  Perhaps it is the fashion in his savage
country to have a pretty girl by your side; and to pay no attention to
her at all!〃

〃But why; then; did you remain; miss?〃

〃Why did I remain?〃 said Rose…Pompon; stamping her loot with vexation。
〃I remained because; without knowing how it happened; I began to get very
fond of Prince Charming; and what is queer enough; I; who am as gay as a
lark; loved him because he was so sorrowful; which shows that it was a
serious matter。  At last; one day; I could hold out no longer。  I said:
‘Never mind; I don't care for the consequences。  Philemon; I am sure; is
having his fun in the country。'  That set my mind at ease。  So one
morning; I dress myself in my best; all very pretty; look in my glass;
and say: 〃Well; that will dohe can't stand that;!' and; going to his
room; I tell him all that passes through my head; I laugh; I cryat last
I tell him that I adore him。  What do you think he answers; in his mild
voice; and as cold as a piece of marble?  Why; ‘Poor childpoor child
poor child!'〃 added Rose…Pompon; with indignation; 〃neither more nor less
than if I had come to complain to him of the toothache。  But the worst of
it is that I am sure; if he were not in love elsewhere; he would be all
fire and gunpowder。  Only now he is so sad; so dejected!〃

Then; pausing a moment; Rose…Pompon added: 〃No; I will not tell you that;
you would be too pleased。〃 But; after another pause; she continued:
〃Well; never mind; I will tell you; though〃; and this singular girl
looked at Mdlle。 de Cardoville with a mixture of sympathy and deference。
〃Why should I keep it from you?  I began by riding the high horse; and
saying that the prince wished to marry me; and I finished by confessing
that he almost turned me out。  Well; it's not my fault; when I try to
fib; I am sure to get confused。  So; madame; this is the plain truth:
When I met you at poor Mother Bunch's; I was at first as angry as a
little turkey…cock; but when I heard you; that are such a fine great
lady; speak so kindly to the poor girl; and treat her as your sister; do
what I would; my anger began to go away。  Since we have been here; I have
done my utmost to get it up again; but I find it impossible; and the more
I see the difference between us; the more I perceive that Prince Charming
was right in thinking so much of you。  For you must know; madame; that he
is over head and ears in love with you。  I don't say so merely because he
killed the panther for you at the Porte…Saint…Martin; but if you knew all
the tricks he played with your bouquet; and how he will sit up all night
weeping
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