第17章

类别:其他 作者:Baron Edward Bulwer Lytton Lyt字数:19537更新时间:18/12/14 17:00:14
\"AndIdarenotappointmyownhouse;tyrannymakesspiesofourverywalls。Buttheplacehereindesignatedissecure;\"andheslippedanaddressintothehandofhiscorrespondent。 \"To-night,then,atnine!MeanwhileIhaveotherbusiness。\"Themanpaused,hiscolourchanged,anditwaswithaneagerandpassionatevoicethatheresumed,—— \"Yourlastlettermentionedthiswealthyandmysteriousvisitor,——thisZanoni。HeisstillatVenice?\" \"Iheardthathehadleftthismorning;buthiswifeisstillhere。\" \"Hiswife!——thatiswell!\" \"Whatknowyouofhim?Thinkyouthathewouldjoinus?Hiswealthwouldbe——\" \"Hishouse,hisaddress,——quick!\"interruptedtheman。 \"ThePalazzodi——,ontheGrandCanal。\" \"Ithankyou,——atninewemeet。\" Themanhurriedonthroughthestreetfromwhichhehademerged; and,passingbythehouseinwhichhehadtakenuphislodging(hehadarrivedatVenicethenightbefore),awomanwhostoodbythedoorcaughthisarm。 \"Monsieur,\"shesaidinFrench,\"Ihavebeenwatchingforyourreturn。Doyouunderstandme?Iwillbraveall,riskall,togobackwithyoutoFrance,——tostand,throughlifeorindeath,bymyhusband\'sside!\" \"Citoyenne,Ipromisedyourhusbandthat,ifsuchyourchoice,I wouldhazardmyownsafetytoaidit。Butthinkagain!YourhusbandisoneofthefactionwhichRobespierre\'seyeshavealreadymarked;hecannotfly。AllFranceisbecomeaprisontothe\'suspect。\'Youdonotendangeryourselfbyreturn。Frankly,citoyenne,thefateyouwouldsharemaybetheguillotine。I speak(asyouknowbyhisletter)asyourhusbandbademe。\" \"Monsieur,Iwillreturnwithyou,\"saidthewoman,withasmileuponherpaleface。 \"AndyetyoudesertedyourhusbandinthefairsunshineoftheRevolution,toreturntohimamidstitsstormsandthunder,\"saidtheman,inatonehalfofwonder,halfrebuke。 \"Becausemyfather\'sdaysweredoomed;becausehehadnosafetybutinflighttoaforeignland;becausehewasoldandpenniless,andhadnonebutmetoworkforhim;becausemyhusbandwasnotthenindanger,andmyfatherwas!HEisdead—— dead!Myhusbandisindangernow。Thedaughter\'sdutiesarenomore,——thewife\'sreturn!\" \"Beitso,citoyenne;onthethirdnightIdepart。Beforethenyoumayretractyourchoice。\" \"Never!\" Adarksmilepassedovertheman\'sface。 \"Oguillotine!\"hesaid,\"howmanyvirtueshastthoubroughttolight!Wellmaytheycallthee\'AHolyMother!\'Ogoryguillotine!\" Hepassedonmutteringtohimself,hailedagondola,andwassoonamidstthecrowdedwatersoftheGrandCanal。 CHAPTER6。V。 Cequej\'ignoreEstplustristepeut-etreetplusaffreuxencore。 LaHarpe,\"LeComtedeWarwick,\"Act5,sc。1。 (ThatwhichIknownotis,perhaps,moresadandfearfulstill。) Thecasementstoodopen,andViolawasseatedbyit。Beneathsparkledthebroadwatersinthecoldbutcloudlesssunlight;andtothatfairform,thathalf-avertedface,turnedtheeyesofmanyagallantcavalier,astheirgondolasglidedby。 Butatlast,inthecentreofthecanal,oneofthesedarkvesselshaltedmotionless,asamanfixedhisgazefromitslatticeuponthatstatelypalace。Hegavethewordtotherowers,——thevesselapproachedthemarge。Thestrangerquittedthegondola;hepassedupthebroadstairs;heenteredthepalace。Weepon,smilenomore,youngmother!——thelastpageisturned! Anattendantenteredtheroom,andgavetoViolaacard,withthesewordsinEnglish,\"Viola,Imustseeyou!ClarenceGlyndon。\" Oh,yes,howgladlyViolawouldseehim;howgladlyspeaktohimofherhappiness,ofZanoni!——howgladlyshowtohimherchild! PoorClarence!shehadforgottenhimtillnow,asshehadallthefeverofherearlierlife,——itsdreams,itsvanities,itspoorexcitement,thelampsofthegaudytheatre,theapplauseofthenoisycrowd。 Heentered。Shestartedtobeholdhim,sochangedwerehisgloomybrow,hisresolute,carewornfeatures,fromthegracefulformandcarelesscountenanceoftheartist-lover。Hisdress,thoughnotmean,wasrude,neglected,anddisordered。Awild,desperate,half-savageairhadsupplantedthatingenuousmien,diffidentinitsgrace,earnestinitsdiffidence,whichhadoncecharacterisedtheyoungworshipperofArt,thedreamingaspirantaftersomestarrierlore。 \"Isityou?\"shesaidatlast。\"PoorClarence,howchanged!\" \"Changed!\"hesaidabruptly,asheplacedhimselfbyherside。 \"AndwhomamItothank,butthefiends——thesorcerers——whohaveseizeduponthyexistence,asuponmine?Viola,hearme。AfewweekssincethenewsreachedmethatyouwereinVenice。Underotherpretences,andthroughinnumerabledangers,Ihavecomehither,riskingliberty,perhapslife,ifmynameandcareerareknowninVenice,towarnandsaveyou。Changed,youcallme!—— changedwithout;butwhatisthattotheravageswithin?Bewarned,bewarnedintime!\" ThevoiceofGlyndon,soundinghollowandsepulchral,alarmedViolaevenmorethanhiswords。Pale,haggard,emaciated,heseemedalmostasonerisenfromthedead,toappallandaweher。 \"What,\"shesaid,atlast,inafalteringvoice,——\"whatwildwordsdoyouutter!Canyou——\" \"Listen!\"interruptedGlyndon,layinghishanduponherarm,anditstouchwasascoldasdeath,——\"listen!Youhaveheardoftheoldstoriesofmenwhohaveleaguedthemselveswithdevilsfortheattainmentofpreternaturalpowers。Thosestoriesarenotfables。Suchmenlive。Theirdelightistoincreasetheunhallowedcircleofwretcheslikethemselves。Iftheirproselytesfailintheordeal,thedemonseizesthem,eveninthislife,asithathseizedme!——iftheysucceed,woe,yea,amorelastingwoe!Thereisanotherlife,wherenospellscancharmtheevilone,orallaythetorture。Ihavecomefromascenewherebloodflowsinrivers,——whereDeathstandsbythesideofthebravestandthehighest,andtheonemonarchistheGuillotine;butallthemortalperilswithwhichmencanbebeset,arenothingtothedrearinessofthechamberwheretheHorrorthatpassesdeathmovesandstirs!\" ItwasthenthatGlyndon,withacoldanddistinctprecision,detailed,ashehaddonetoAdela,theinitiationthroughwhichhehadgone。Hedescribed,inwordsthatfrozethebloodofhislistener,theappearanceofthatformlessphantom,withtheeyesthatsearedthebrainandcongealedthemarrowofthosewhobeheld。Onceseen,itneverwastobeexorcised。Itcameatitsownwill,promptingblackthoughts,——whisperingstrangetemptations。Onlyinscenesofturbulentexcitementwasitabsent!Solitude,serenity,thestrugglingdesiresafterpeaceandvirtue,——THESEweretheelementsitlovedtohaunt! Bewildered,terror-stricken,thewildaccountconfirmedbythedimimpressionsthatnever,inthedepthandconfidenceofaffection,hadbeencloselyexamined,butratherbanishedassoonasfelt,——thatthelifeandattributesofZanoniwerenotlikethoseofmortals,——impressionswhichherownlovehadmadeherhithertocensureassuspicionsthatwronged,andwhich,thusmitigated,hadperhapsonlyservedtorivetthefascinatedchainsinwhichheboundherheartandsenses,butwhichnow,asGlyndon\'sawfulnarrativefilledherwithcontagiousdread,halfunboundtheveryspellstheyhadwovenbefore,——Violastartedupinfear,notforHERSELF,andclaspedherchildinherarms! \"Unhappiestone!\"criedGlyndon,shuddering,\"hastthouindeedgivenbirthtoavictimthoucanstnotsave?Refuseitsustenance,——letitlooktotheeinvainforfood!Inthegrave,atleast,therearereposeandpeace!\" ThentherecamebacktoViola\'smindtheremembranceofZanoni\'snight-longwatchesbythatcradle,andthefearwhicheventhenhadcreptoverherassheheardhismurmuredhalf-chantedwords。 Andasthechildlookedatherwithitsclear,steadfasteye,inthestrangeintelligenceofthatlooktherewassomethingthatonlyconfirmedherawe。SotherebothMotherandForewarnerstoodinsilence,——thesunsmilinguponthemthroughthecasement,anddarkbythecradle,thoughtheysawitnot,satthemotionless,veiledThing! Butbydegreesbetterandjusterandmoregratefulmemoriesofthepastreturnedtotheyoungmother。Thefeaturesoftheinfant,asshegazed,tooktheaspectoftheabsentfather。A voiceseemedtobreakfromthoserosylips,andsay,mournfully,\"Ispeaktotheeinthychild。Inreturnforallmylovefortheeandthine,dostthoudistrustme,atthefirstsentenceofamaniacwhoaccuses?\" Herbreastheaved,herstaturerose,hereyesshonewithasereneandholylight。 \"Go,poorvictimofthineowndelusions,\"shesaidtoGlyndon;\"I wouldnotbelievemineownsenses,iftheyaccusedITSfather! AndwhatknowestthouofZanoni?WhatrelationhaveMejnourandthegrislyspectresheinvoked,withtheradiantimagewithwhichthouwouldstconnectthem?\" \"Thouwiltlearntoosoon,\"repliedGlyndon,gloomily。\"Andtheveryphantomthathauntsme,whispers,withitsbloodlesslips,thatitshorrorsawaitboththineandthee!Itakenotthydecisionyet;beforeIleaveVeniceweshallmeetagain。\" Hesaid,anddeparted。 CHAPTER6。VI。 Quelestl\'egarementoutonameselivre? LaHarpe,\"LeComtedeWarwick,\"Act4,sc。4。 (Towhatdelusiondoesthysoulabandonitself?) Alas,Zanoni!theaspirer,thedark,brightone!——didstthouthinkthatthebondbetweenthesurvivorofagesandthedaughterofadaycouldendure?Didstthounotforeseethat,untiltheordealwaspast,therecouldbenoequalitybetweenthywisdomandherlove?Artthouabsentnowseekingamidstthysolemnsecretsthesolemnsafeguardsforchildandmother,andforgettestthouthatthephantomthatservedtheehathpoweroveritsowngifts,——overthelivesittaughttheetorescuefromthegrave?DostthounotknowthatFearandDistrust,oncesownintheheartofLove,springupfromtheseedintoaforestthatexcludesthestars?Dark,brightone!thehatefuleyesglarebesidethemotherandthechild! AllthatdayViolawasdistractedbyathousandthoughtsandterrors,whichfledassheexaminedthemtosettlebackthedarklier。Sherememberedthat,asshehadoncesaidtoGlyndon,herverychildhoodhadbeenhauntedwithstrangeforebodings,thatshewasordainedforsomepreternaturaldoom。Sherememberedthat,asshehadtoldhimthis,sittingbytheseasthatslumberedinthearmsoftheBayofNaples,he,too,hadacknowledgedthesameforebodings,andamysterioussympathyhadappearedtounitetheirfates。Sheremembered,aboveall,that,comparingtheirentangledthoughts,bothhadthensaid,thatwiththefirstsightofZanonitheforeboding,theinstinct,hadspokentotheirheartsmoreaudiblythanbefore,whisperingthat\"withHIMwasconnectedthesecretoftheunconjecturedlife。\" Andnow,whenGlyndonandViolametagain,thehauntingfearsofchildhood,thusreferredto,wokefromtheirenchantedsleep。 WithGlyndon\'sterrorshefeltasympathy,againstwhichherreasonandherlovestruggledinvain。Andstill,whensheturnedherlooksuponherchild,itwatchedherwiththatsteady,earnesteye,anditslipsmovedasifitsoughttospeaktoher,——butnosoundcame。Theinfantrefusedtosleep。Whenevershegazeduponitsface,stillthosewakeful,watchfuleyes!——andintheirearnestness,therespokesomethingofpain,ofupbraiding,ofaccusation。Theychilledherasshelooked。Unabletoendure,ofherself,thissuddenandcompleterevulsionofallthefeelingswhichhadhithertomadeupherlife,sheformedtheresolutionnaturaltoherlandandcreed;shesentforthepriestwhohadhabituallyattendedheratVenice,andtohimsheconfessed,withpassionatesobsandintenseterror,thedoubtsthathadbrokenuponher。Thegoodfather,aworthyandpiousman,butwithlittleeducationandlesssense,onewhoheld(asmanyofthelowerItaliansdotothisday)evenapoettobeasortofsorcerer,seemedtoshutthegatesofhopeuponherheart。Hisremonstranceswereurgent,forhishorrorwasunfeigned。HejoinedwithGlyndoninimploringhertofly,ifshefeltthesmallestdoubtthatherhusband\'spursuitswereofthenaturewhichtheRomanChurchhadbenevolentlyburnedsomanyscholarsforadopting。AndeventhelittlethatViolacouldcommunicateseemed,totheignorantascetic,irrefragableproofofsorceryandwitchcraft;hehad,indeed,previouslyheardsomeofthestrangerumourswhichfollowedthepathofZanoni,andwasthereforepreparedtobelievetheworst;theworthyBartolomeowouldhavemadenobonesofsendingWatttothestake,hadheheardhimspeakofthesteam-engine。ButViola,asuntutoredashimself,wasterrifiedbyhisroughandvehementeloquence,—— terrified,forbythatpenetrationwhichCatholicpriests,howeverdull,generallyacquire,intheirvastexperienceofthehumanhearthourlyexposedtotheirprobe,Bartolomeospokelessofdangertoherselfthantoherchild。\"Sorcerers,\"saidhe,\"haveeversoughtthemosttodecoyandseducethesoulsoftheyoung,——nay,theinfant;\"andtherewithheenteredintoalongcatalogueoflegendaryfables,whichhequotedashistoricalfacts。AllatwhichanEnglishwomanwouldhavesmiled,appalledthetenderbutsuperstitiousNeapolitan;andwhenthepriestlefther,withsolemnrebukesandgraveaccusationsofaderelictionofherdutiestoherchild,ifshehesitatedtoflywithitfromanabodepollutedbythedarkerpowersandunhallowedarts,Viola,stillclingingtotheimageofZanoni,sankintoapassivelethargywhichheldherveryreasoninsuspense。 Thehourspassed:nightcameon;thehousewashushed;andViola,slowlyawakenedfromthenumbnessandtorporwhichhadusurpedherfaculties,tossedtoandfroonhercouch,restlessandperturbed。Thestillnessbecameintolerable;yetmoreintolerablethesoundthatalonebrokeit,thevoiceoftheclock,knellingmomentaftermomenttoitsgrave。Themoments,atlast,seemedthemselvestofindvoice,——togainshape。Shethoughtshebeheldthemspringing,wanandfairy-like,fromthewombofdarkness;anderetheyfellagain,extinguished,intothatwomb,theirgrave,theirlowsmallvoicesmurmured,\"Woman,wereporttoeternityallthatisdoneintime!Whatshallwereportofthee,Oguardianofanew-bornsoul?\"Shebecamesensiblethatherfancieshadbroughtasortofpartialdelirium,thatshewasinastatebetweensleepandwaking,whensuddenlyonethoughtbecamemorepredominantthantherest。Thechamberwhich,inthatandeveryhousetheyhadinhabited,eventhatintheGreekisles,Zanonihadsetaparttoasolitudeonwhichnonemightintrude,thethresholdofwhichevenViola\'sstepwasforbidtocross,andnever,hitherto,inthatsweetreposeofconfidencewhichbelongstocontentedlove,hadsheevenfeltthecuriousdesiretodisobey,——now,thatchamberdrewhertowardsit。PerhapsTHEREmightbefoundasomewhattosolvetheriddle,todispelorconfirmthedoubt:thatthoughtgrewanddeepenedinitsintenseness;itfastenedonheraswithapalpableandirresistiblegrasp;itseemedtoraiseherlimbswithoutherwill。 Andnow,throughthechamber,alongthegalleriesthouglidest,O lovelyshape!sleep-walking,yetawake。Themoonshinesontheeasthouglidestby,casementaftercasement,white-robedandwanderingspirit!——thinearmscrosseduponthybosom,thineeyesfixedandopen,withacalmunfearingawe。Mother,itisthychildthatleadstheeon!Thefairymomentsgobeforethee;thouheareststilltheclock-knelltollingthemtotheirgravesbehind。On,glidingon,thouhastgainedthedoor;nolockbarsthee,nomagicspelldrivestheeback。Daughterofthedust,thoustandestalonewithnightinthechamberwhere,paleandnumberless,thehostsofspacehavegatheredroundtheseer! CHAPTER6。VII。 DesErdenlebensSchweresTraumbildsinkt,undsinkt,undsinkt。 \"DasIdealunddasLebens。\" (TheDreamShapeoftheheavyearthlylifesinks,andsinks,andsinks。) Shestoodwithinthechamber,andgazedaroundher;nosignsbywhichaninquisitorofoldcouldhavedetectedthescholaroftheBlackArtwerevisible。Nocruciblesandcaldrons,nobrass- boundvolumesandcipheredgirdles,noskullsandcross-bones。 Quietlystreamedthebroadmoonlightthroughthedesolatechamberwithitsbare,whitewalls。Afewbunchesofwitheredherbs,afewantiquevesselsofbronze,placedcarelesslyonawoodenform,wereallwhichthatcuriousgazecouldidentifywiththepursuitsoftheabsentowner。Themagic,ifitexisted,dweltintheartificer,andthematerials,tootherhands,werebutherbsandbronze。Soisiteverwiththyworksandwonders,OGenius,——SeekeroftheStars!Wordsthemselvesarethecommonpropertyofallmen;yet,fromwordsthemselves,ThouArchitectofImmortalities,pilestuptemplesthatshalloutlivethePyramids,andtheveryleafofthePapyrusbecomesaShinar,statelywithtowers,roundwhichtheDelugeofAges,shallroarinvain! ButinthatsolitudehasthePresencethattherehadinvokeditswondersleftnoenchantmentofitsown?Itseemedso;forasViolastoodinthechamber,shebecamesensiblethatsomemysteriouschangewasatworkwithinherself。Herbloodcoursedrapidly,andwithasensationofdelight,throughherveins,——shefeltasifchainswerefallingfromherlimbs,asifcloudaftercloudwasrollingfromhergaze。AlltheconfusedthoughtswhichhadmovedthroughhertrancesettledandcentredthemselvesinoneintensedesiretoseetheAbsentOne,——tobewithhim。Themonadsthatmakeupspaceandairseemedchargedwithaspiritualattraction,——tobecomeamediumthroughwhichherspiritcouldpassfromitsclay,andconferwiththespirittowhichtheunutterabledesirecompelledit。Afaintnessseizedher;shetotteredtotheseatonwhichthevesselsandherbswereplaced,and,asshebentdown,shesawinoneofthevesselsasmallvaseofcrystal。Byamechanicalandinvoluntaryimpulse,herhandseizedthevase;sheopenedit,andthevolatileessenceitcontainedsparkledup,andspreadthroughtheroomapowerfulanddeliciousfragrance。Sheinhaledtheodour,shelavedhertempleswiththeliquid,andsuddenlyherlifeseemedtospringupfromthepreviousfaintness,——tospring,tosoar,tofloat,todilateuponthewingsofabird。Theroomvanishedfromhereyes。Away,away,overlandsandseasandspaceontherushingdesirefliesthedisprisonedmind! Uponastratum,notofthisworld,stoodtheworld-bornshapesofthesonsofScience,uponanembryoworld,uponacrude,wan,attenuatedmassofmatter,oneoftheNebulae,whichthesunsofthemyriadsystemsthrowoffastheyrollroundtheCreator\'sthrone*,tobecomethemselvesnewworldsofsymmetryandglory,—— planetsandsunsthatforeverandforevershallintheirturnmultiplytheirshiningrace,andbethefathersofsunsandplanetsyettocome。 (*\"Astronomyinstructsusthat,intheoriginalconditionofthesolarsystem,thesunwasthenucleusofanebulosityorluminousmasswhichrevolvedonitsaxis,andextendedfarbeyondtheorbitsofalltheplanets,——theplanetsasyethavingnoexistence。Itstemperaturegraduallydiminished,and,becomingcontractedbycooling,therotationincreasedinrapidity,andzonesofnebulosityweresuccessivelythrownoff,inconsequenceofthecentrifugalforceoverpoweringthecentralattraction。 Thecondensationoftheseseparatemassesconstitutedtheplanetsandsatellites。Butthisviewoftheconversionofgaseousmatterintoplanetarybodiesisnotlimitedtoourownsystem;itextendstotheformationoftheinnumerablesunsandworldswhicharedistributedthroughouttheuniverse。Thesublimediscoveriesofmodernastronomershaveshownthateverypartoftherealmsofspaceaboundsinlargeexpansionsofattenuatedmattertermednebulae,whichareirregularlyreflectiveoflight,ofvariousfigures,andindifferentstatesofcondensation,fromthatofadiffused,luminousmasstosunsandplanetslikeourown。\"——FromMantell\'seloquentanddelightfulwork,entitled\"TheWondersofGeology,\"volumei。page22。) There,inthatenormoussolitudeofaninfantworld,whichthousandsandthousandsofyearscanaloneripenintoform,thespiritofViolabeheldtheshapeofZanoni,orratherthelikeness,thesimulacrun,theLEMURofhisshape,notitshumanandcorporealsubstance,——asif,likehers,theIntelligencewaspartedfromtheClay,——andasthesun,whileitrevolvesandglows,hadcastoffintoremotestspacethatnebularimageofitself,sothethingofearth,intheactionofitsmoreluminousandenduringbeing,hadthrownitslikenessintothatnew-bornstrangeroftheheavens。Therestoodthephantom,——aphantomMejnour,byitsside。Inthegiganticchaosaroundravedandstruggledthekindlingelements;waterandfire,darknessandlight,atwar,——vapourandcloudhardeningintomountains,andtheBreathofLifemovinglikeasteadfastsplendouroverall。 Asthedreamerlooked,andshivered,shebeheldthateventherethetwophantomsofhumanitywerenotalone。Dimmonster-formsthatthatdisorderedchaosalonecouldengender,thefirstreptileColossalracethatwreatheandcrawlthroughtheearlieststratumofaworldlabouringintolife,coiledintheoozingmatterorhoveredthroughthemeteorousvapours。Butthesethetwoseekersseemednottoheed;theirgazewasfixedintentuponanobjectinthefarthestspace。Withtheeyesofthespirit,Violafollowedtheirs;withaterrorfargreaterthanthechaosanditshideousinhabitantsproduced,shebeheldashadowylikenessoftheveryroominwhichherformyetdwelt,itswhitewalls,themoonshinesleepingonitsfloor,itsopencasement,withthequietroofsanddomesofVeniceloomingovertheseathatsighedbelow,——andinthatroomtheghost-likeimageofherself!Thisdoublephantom——hereherselfaphantom,gazingthereuponaphantom-self——hadinitahorrorwhichnowordscantell,nolengthoflifeforego。 Butpresentlyshesawthisimageofherselfriseslowly,leavetheroomwithitsnoiselessfeet:itpassesthecorridor,itkneelsbyacradle!HeavenofHeaven!Shebeholdsherchild!—— stillwithitswondrous,child-likebeautyanditssilent,wakefuleyes。Butbesidethatcradletheresitscoweringamantled,shadowyform,——themorefearfulandghastlyfromitsindistinctandunsubstantialgloom。Thewallsofthatchamberseemtoopenasthesceneofatheatre。Agrimdungeon;streetsthroughwhichpourshadowycrowds;wrathandhatred,andtheaspectofdemonsintheirghastlyvisages;aplaceofdeath;amurderousinstrument;ashamble-houseofhumanflesh;herself; herchild;——all,all,rapidphantasmagoria,chasedeachother。 Suddenlythephantom-Zanoniturned,itseemedtoperceiveherself,——hersecondself。Itsprangtowardsher;herspiritcouldbearnomore。Sheshrieked,shewoke。Shefoundthatintruthshehadleftthatdismalchamber;thecradlewasbeforeher,thechild!all——allasthattrancehadseenit;and,vanishingintoair,eventhatdark,formlessThing! \"Mychild!mychild!thymothershallsavetheeyet!\" CHAPTER6。VIII。 Qui?Toim\'abandonner!Ouvas-tu?Non!demeure,Demeure! LaHarpe,\"LeComtedeWarwick,\"Act3,sc。5。 (Who?THOUabandonme!——wheregoestthou?No!stay,stay!) LetterfromViolatoZanoni。 \"Ithascometothis!——Iamthefirsttopart!I,theunfaithfulone,bidtheefarewellforever。Whenthineeyesfalluponthiswritingthouwiltknowmeasoneofthedead。Forthouthatwert,andstillartmylife,——Iamlosttothee!Olover!O husband!Ostillworshippedandadored!ifthouhasteverlovedme,ifthoucanststillpity,seeknottodiscoverthestepsthatflythee。Ifthycharmscandetectandtractme,spareme,spareourchild!Zanoni,Iwillrearittolovethee,tocalltheefather!Zanoni,itsyounglipsshallprayforthee!Ah,sparethychild,forinfantsarethesaintsofearth,andtheirmediationmaybeheardonhigh!ShallItelltheewhyIpart? No;thou,thewisely-terrible,canstdivinewhatthehandtremblestorecord;andwhileIshudderatthypower,——whileitisthypowerIfly(ourchilduponmybosom),——itcomfortsmestilltothinkthatthypowercanreadtheheart!Thouknowestthatitisthefaithfulmotherthatwritestothee,itisnotthefaithlesswife!Istheresininthyknowledge,Zanoni?Sinmusthavesorrow:anditweresweet——oh,howsweet——tobethycomforter。Butthechild,theinfant,thesoulthatlookstomineforitsshield!——magician,Iwrestfromtheethatsoul! Pardon,pardon,ifmywordswrongthee。See,Ifallonmykneestowritetherest! \"WhydidIneverrecoilbeforefromthymysteriouslore;whydidtheverystrangenessofthineunearthlylifeonlyfascinatemewithadelightfulfear?Because,ifthouwertsorcererorangel- demon,therewasnoperiltootherbutmyself:andnonetome,formylovewasmyheavenliestpart;andmyignoranceinallthings,exceptthearttolovethee,repelledeverythoughtthatwasnotbrightandgloriousasthineimagetomyeyes。ButNOW thereisanother!Look!whydoesitwatchmethus,——whythatnever-sleeping,earnest,rebukinggaze?Havethyspellsencompasseditalready?Hastthoumarkedit,cruelone,fortheterrorsofthyunutterableart?Donotmaddenme,——donotmaddenme!——unbindthespell! \"Hark!theoarswithout!Theycome,——theycome,tobearmefromthee!Ilookround,andmethinksthatIseetheeeverywhere。 Thouspeakesttomefromeveryshadow,fromeverystar。There,bythecasement,thylipslastpressedmine;there,therebythatthresholddidstthouturnagain,andthysmileseemedsotrustinglytoconfideinme!Zanoni——husband!——Iwillstay!I cannotpartfromthee!No,no!Iwillgototheroomwherethydearvoice,withitsgentlemusic,assuagedthepangsoftravail!——where,heardthroughthethrillingdarkness,itfirstwhisperedtomyear,\'Viola,thouartamother!\'Amother!——yes,Irisefrommyknees,——IAMamother!Theycome!Iamfirm; farewell!\" Yes;thussuddenly,thuscruelly,whetherinthedeliriumofblindandunreasoningsuperstition,orintheresolveofthatconvictionwhichspringsfromduty,thebeingforwhomhehadresignedsomuchofempireandofgloryforsookZanoni。Thisdesertion,neverforeseen,neveranticipated,wasyetbuttheconstantfatethatattendsthosewhowouldplaceMindBEYONDtheearth,andyettreasuretheHeartWITHINit。Ignoranceeverlastinglyshallrecoilfromknowledge。Butneveryet,fromnoblerandpurermotivesofself-sacrifice,didhumanlovelinkitselftoanother,thandidtheforsakingwifenowabandontheabsent。Forrightlyhadshesaidthatitwasnotthefaithlesswife,itWASthefaithfulmotherthatfledfromallinwhichherearthlyhappinesswascentred。 Aslongasthepassionandfervourthatimpelledtheactanimatedherwithfalsefever,sheclaspedherinfanttoherbreast,andwasconsoled,——resigned。Butwhatbitterdoubtofherownconduct,whaticypangofremorseshotthroughherheart,when,astheyrestedforafewhoursontheroadtoLeghorn,sheheardthewomanwhoaccompaniedherselfandGlyndonprayforsafetytoreachherhusband\'sside,andstrengthtosharetheperilsthatwouldmeetherthere!Terriblecontrasttoherowndesertion! Sheshrunkintothedarknessofherownheart,——andthennovoicefromwithinconsoledher。 CHAPTER6。IX。 Zukunfthastdumirgegeben,DochdunehmstdenAugenblick。 \"Kassandra。\" (Futurityhastthougiventome,——yettakestfrommetheMoment。) \"Mejnour,beholdthywork!Out,outuponourlittlevanitiesofwisdom!——outuponouragesofloreandlife!TosaveherfromPerilIleftherpresence,andthePerilhasseizedherinitsgrasp!\" \"Chidenotthywisdombutthypassions!Abandonthineidlehopeoftheloveofwoman。See,forthosewhowouldunitetheloftywiththelowly,theinevitablecurse;thyverynatureuncomprehended,——thysacrificesunguessed。Thelowlyoneviewsbutintheloftyanecromancerorafiend。Titan,canstthouweep?\" \"Iknowitnow,Iseeitall!ItWASherspiritthatstoodbesideourown,andescapedmyairyclasp!Ostrongdesireofmotherhoodandnature!unveilingalloursecrets,piercingspaceandtraversingworlds!——Mejnour,whatawfullearninglieshidintheignoranceoftheheartthatloves!\" \"Theheart,\"answeredthemystic,coldly;\"ay,forfivethousandyearsIhaveransackedthemysteriesofcreation,butIhavenotyetdiscoveredallthewondersintheheartofthesimplestboor!\" \"Yetoursolemnritesdeceivedusnot;theprophet-shadows,darkwithterrorandredwithblood,stillforetoldthat,eveninthedungeon,andbeforethedeathsman,I,——Ihadthepowertosavethemboth!\" \"Butatsomeunconjecturedandmostfatalsacrificetothyself。\" \"Tomyself!Icysage,thereisnoselfinlove!Igo。Nay,alone:Iwanttheenot。Iwantnownootherguidebutthehumaninstinctsofaffection。Nocavesodark,nosolitudesovast,astoconcealher。Thoughmineartfailme;thoughthestarsheedmenot;thoughspace,withitsshiningmyriads,isagaintomebuttheazurevoid,——Ireturnbuttoloveandyouthandhope! Whenhavetheyeverfailedtotriumphandtosave!\" BOOKVII。 THEREIGNOFTERROR。 OrridamaestaneiferoaspettoTerroreaccresce,epiusuperboilrende; Rosseggiangliocchi,edivenenoinfettoComeinfaustacometa,ilguardosplende,Gilinvolveilmento,esull\'irsutopettoIspidaefoitalagranbarbescende; EINGUISADEVORAGINEPROFONDA SAPRELABOCCAA\'ATROSANGUEIMMONDA。 (Ger。Lib。,Cant。iv。7。) Ahorriblemajestyinthefierceaspectincreasesitterror,andrendersitmoresuperb。Redglowtheeyes,andtheaspectinfected,likeabalefulcomet,withenvenomedinfluences,glaresaround。Avastbeardcoversthechin——and,roughandthick,descendsovertheshaggybreast——Andlikeaprofoundgulfexpandthejaws,foulwithblackgore。 CHAPTER7。I。 Quisuis-je,moiqu\'onaccuse?UnesclavedelaLiberte,unmartyrvivantdelaRepublique。 \"DiscoursdeRobespierre,8Thermidor。\" (WhoamI,——_I_whomtheyaccuse?AslaveofLiberty,——alivingmartyrfortheRepublic。) Itroars,——TheRiverofHell,whosefirstoutbreakwaschantedasthegushofachanneltoElysium。Howburstintoblossominghopesfairheartsthathadnourishedthemselvesonthediamonddewsoftherosydawn,whenLibertycamefromthedarkocean,andthearmsofdecrepitThraldom——AurorafromthebedofTithon! Hopes!yehaveripenedintofruit,andthefruitisgoreandashes!BeautifulRoland,eloquentVergniaud,visionaryCondorcet,high-heartedMalesherbes!——wits,philosophers,statesmen,patriots,dreamers!beholdthemillenniumforwhichyedaredandlaboured! Iinvoketheghosts!Saturnhathdevouredhischildren(\"LaRevolutionestcommeSaturne,elledevoreratoussesenfans。\"—— Vergniaud。),andlivesalone,——IhistruenameofMoloch! ItistheReignofTerror,withRobespierretheking。Thestrugglesbetweentheboaandthelionarepast:theboahasconsumedthelion,andisheavywiththegorge,——Dantonhasfallen,andCamilleDesmoulins。Dantonhadsaidbeforehisdeath,\"ThepoltroonRobespierre,——Ialonecouldhavesavedhim。\" Fromthathour,indeed,thebloodofthedeadgiantcloudedthecraftof\"MaximilientheIncorruptible,\"asatlast,amidstthedinoftherousedConvention,itchokedhisvoice。(LesangdeDantont\'etouffe!\"(thebloodofDantonchokesthee!)saidGarnierdel\'Aube,whenonthefatal9thofThermidor,Robespierregaspedfeeblyforth,\"Pourladernierefois,PresidentdesAssassins,jetedemandelaparole。\"(Forthelasttime,PresidentofAssassins,Idemandtospeak。))If,afterthatlastsacrifice,essential,perhaps,tohissafety,RobespierrehadproclaimedthecloseoftheReignofTerror,andacteduponthemercywhichDantonhadbeguntopreach,hemighthavelivedanddiedamonarch。Buttheprisonscontinuedtoreek,——theglaivetofall;andRobespierreperceivednotthathismobsweregluttedtosatietywithdeath,andthestrongestexcitementachiefcouldgivewouldbeareturnfromdevilsintomen。 WearetransportedtoaroominthehouseofCitizenDupleix,themenuisier,inthemonthofJuly,1794;or,inthecalendaroftheRevolutionists,itwastheThermidoroftheSecondYearoftheRepublic,OneandIndivisible!Thoughtheroomwassmall,itwasfurnishedanddecoratedwithaminuteandcarefuleffortateleganceandrefinement。Itseemed,indeed,thedesireoftheownertoavoidatoncewhatwasmeanandrude,andwhatwasluxuriousandvoluptuous。Itwasatrim,orderly,precisegracethatshapedtheclassicchairs,arrangedtheampledraperies,sanktheframelessmirrorsintothewall,placedbustandbronzeontheirpedestals,andfilledupthenicheshereandtherewithwell-boundbooks,filedregularlyintheirappointedranks。Anobserverwouldhavesaid,\"Thismanwishestoimplytoyou,——Iamnotrich;Iamnotostentatious;Iamnotluxurious;IamnoindolentSybarite,withcouchesofdown,andpicturesthatprovokethesense;Iamnohaughtynoble,withspacioushalls,andgalleriesthatawetheecho。ButsomuchthegreaterismymeritifIdisdaintheseexcessesoftheeaseorthepride,sinceIlovetheelegant,andhaveataste!Othersmaybesimpleandhonest,fromtheverycoarsenessoftheirhabits;ifI,withsomuchrefinementanddelicacy,amsimpleandhonest,——reflect,andadmireme!\" Onthewallsofthischamberhungmanyportraits,mostofthemrepresentedbutoneface;ontheformalpedestalsweregroupedmanybusts,mostofthemsculpturedbutonehead。InthatsmallchamberEgotismsatsupreme,andmadetheArtsitslooking- glasses。Erectinachair,beforealargetablespreadwithletters,sattheoriginalofbustandcanvas,theowneroftheapartment。Hewasalone,yethesaterect,formal,stiff,precise,asifinhisveryhomehewasnotatease。Hisdresswasinharmonywithhispostureandhischamber;itaffectedaneatnessofitsown,——foreignbothtothesumptuousfashionsofthedeposednobles,andthefilthyruggednessofthesans- culottes。Frizzledandcoiffe,notahairwasoutoforder,notaspecklodgedonthesleeksurfaceofthebluecoat,notawrinklecrumpledthesnowyvest,withitsunder-reliefofdelicatepink。Atthefirstglance,youmighthaveseeninthatfacenothingbuttheill-favouredfeaturesofasicklycountenance;atasecondglance,youwouldhaveperceivedthatithadapower,acharacterofitsown。Theforehead,thoughlowandcompressed,wasnotwithoutthatappearanceofthoughtandintelligencewhich,itmaybeobserved,thatbreadthbetweentheeyebrowsalmostinvariablygives;thelipswerefirmandtightlydrawntogether,yeteverandanontheytrembled,andwrithedrestlessly。Theeyes,sullenandgloomy,wereyetpiercing,andfullofaconcentratedvigourthatdidnotseemsupportedbythethin,feebleframe,orthegreenlividnessofthehues,whichtoldofanxietyanddisease。 SuchwasMaximilienRobespierre;suchthechamberoverthemenuisier\'sshop,whenceissuedtheedictsthatlaunchedarmiesontheircareerofglory,andordainedanartificialconduittocarryoffthebloodthatdelugedthemetropolisofthemostmartialpeopleintheglobe!Suchwasthemanwhohadresignedajudicialappointment(theearlyobjectofhisambition)ratherthanviolatehisphilanthropicalprinciplesbysubscribingtothedeathofasinglefellow-creature;suchwasthevirginenemytocapitalpunishments;andsuch,Butcher-Dictatornow,wasthemanwhosepureandrigidmanners,whoseincorruptiblehonesty,whosehatredoftheexcessesthattempttoloveandwine,would,hadhediedfiveyearsearlier,havelefthimthemodelforprudentfathersandcarefulcitizenstoplacebeforetheirsons。Suchwasthemanwhoseemedtohavenovice,tillcircumstance,thathotbed,broughtforththetwowhich,inordinarytimes,lieeverthedeepestandmostlatentinaman\'sheart,——CowardiceandEnvy。Tooneofthesesourcesistobetracedeverymurderthatmaster-fiendcommitted。Hiscowardicewasofapeculiarandstrangesort;foritwasaccompaniedwiththemostunscrupulousanddeterminedWILL,——awillthatNapoleonreverenced;awillofiron,andyetnervesofaspen。Mentally,hewasahero,—— physically,adastard。Whentheveriestshadowofdangerthreatenedhisperson,theframecowered,butthewillsweptthedangertotheslaughter-house。Sotherehesat,boltupright,—— hissmall,leanfingersclenchedconvulsively;hissulleneyesstrainingintospace,theirwhitesyellowedwithstreaksofcorruptblood;hisearsliterallymovingtoandfro,liketheignobleranimals\',tocatcheverysound,——aDionysiusinhiscave;buthisposturedecorousandcollected,andeveryformalhairinitsfrizzledplace。 \"Yes,yes,\"hesaidinamutteredtone,\"Ihearthem;mygoodJacobinsareattheirpostonthestairs。Pitytheyswearso!I havealawagainstoaths,——themannersofthepoorandvirtuouspeoplemustbereformed。Whenallissafe,anexampleortwoamongstthosegoodJacobinswouldmakeeffect。Faithfulfellows,howtheyloveme!Hum!——whatanoathwasthat!——theyneednotswearsoloud,——upontheverystaircase,too!Itdetractsfrommyreputation。Ha!steps!\" Thesoliloquistglancedattheoppositemirror,andtookupavolume;heseemedabsorbedinitscontents,asatallfellow,abludgeoninhishand,agirdleadornedwithpistolsroundhiswaist,openedthedoor,andannouncedtwovisitors。Theonewasayoungman,saidtoresembleRobespierreinperson,butofafarmoredecidedandresoluteexpressionofcountenance。Heenteredfirst,and,lookingoverthevolumeinRobespierre\'shand,forthelatterseemedstillintentonhislecture,exclaimed,—— \"What!Rousseau\'sHeloise?Alove-tale!\" \"DearPayan,itisnotthelove,——itisthephilosophythatcharmsme。Whatnoblesentiments!——whatardourofvirtue!IfJeanJacqueshadbutlivedtoseethisday!\" WhiletheDictatorthuscommentedonhisfavouriteauthor,whominhisorationshelabouredhardtoimitate,thesecondvisitorwaswheeledintotheroominachair。Thismanwasalsoinwhat,tomost,istheprimeoflife,——namely,aboutthirty-eight;buthewasliterallydeadinthelowerlimbs:crippled,paralytic,distorted,hewasyet,asthetimesooncametotellhim,——aHerculesinCrime!Butthesweetestofhumansmilesdweltuponhislips;abeautyalmostangeliccharacterisedhisfeatures(\"Figured\'ange,\"saysoneofhiscontemporaries,indescribingCouthon。Theaddress,drawnupmostprobablybyPayan(Thermidor9),afterthearrestofRobespierre,thusmentionshiscrippledcolleague:\"Couthon,cecitoyenvertueux,QUIN\'AQUELECOEUR ETLATETEDEVIVANS,maisquilesabrulantsdepatriotisme\" (Couthon,thatvirtuouscitizen,whohasbuttheheadandtheheartoftheliving,yetpossessestheseallonflamewithpatriotism。));aninexpressibleaspectofkindness,andtheresignationofsufferingbutcheerfulbenignity,stoleintotheheartsofthosewhoforthefirsttimebeheldhim。Withthemostcaressing,silver,flute-likevoice,CitizenCouthonsalutedtheadmirerofJeanJacques。 \"Nay,——donotsaythatitisnottheLOVEthatattractsthee;itISthelove!butnotthegross,sensualattachmentofmanforwoman。No!thesublimeaffectionforthewholehumanrace,andindeed,forallthatlives!\" AndCitizenCouthon,bendingdown,fondledthelittlespanielthatheinvariablycarriedinhisbosom,eventotheConvention,asaventfortheexuberantsensibilitieswhichoverflowedhisaffectionateheart。(ThistendernessforsomepetanimalwasbynomeanspeculiartoCouthon;itseemsratheracommonfashionwiththegentlebutchersoftheRevolution。M。GeorgeDuvalinformsus(\"SouvenirsdelaTerreur,\"volumeiiipage183)thatChaumettehadanaviary,towhichhedevotedhisharmlessleisure;themurderousFourniercarriedonhisshouldersaprettylittlesquirrel,attachedbyasilverchain;Panisbestowedthesuperfluityofhisaffectionsupontwogoldpheasants;andMarat,whowouldnotabateoneofthethreehundredthousandheadshedemanded,REAREDDOVES!AproposofthespanielofCouthon,DuvalgivesusanamusinganecdoteofSergent,notoneoftheleastrelentlessagentsofthemassacreofSeptember。AladycametoimplorehisprotectionforoneofherrelationsconfinedintheAbbaye。Hescarcelydeignedtospeaktoher。Assheretiredindespair,shetrodbyaccidentonthepawofhisfavouritespaniel。Sergent,turninground,enragedandfurious,exclaimed,\"MADAM,HAVEYOUNOHUMANITY?\") \"Yes,forallthatlives,\"repeatedRobespierre,tenderly。\"GoodCouthon,——poorCouthon!Ah,themaliceofmen!——howwearemisrepresented!Tobecalumniatedastheexecutionersofourcolleagues!Ah,itisTHATwhichpiercestheheart!Tobeanobjectofterrortotheenemiesofourcountry,——THATisnoble; buttobeanobjectofterrortothegood,thepatriotic,tothoseonelovesandreveres,——THATisthemostterribleofhumantorturesatleast,toasusceptibleandhonestheart!\"(Nottofatiguethereaderwithannotations,ImayhereobservethatnearlyeverysentimentascribedinthetexttoRobespierreistobefoundexpressedinhisvariousdiscourses。) \"HowIlovetohearhim!\"ejaculatedCouthon。 \"Hem!\"saidPayan,withsomeimpatience。\"Butnowtobusiness!\" \"Ah,tobusiness!\"saidRobespierre,withasinisterglancefromhisbloodshoteyes。 \"Thetimehascome,\"saidPayan,\"whenthesafetyoftheRepublicdemandsacompleteconcentrationofitspower。ThesebrawlersoftheComiteduSalutPubliccanonlydestroy;theycannotconstruct。Theyhatedyou,Maximilien,fromthemomentyouattemptedtoreplaceanarcybyinstitutions。HowtheymockatthefestivalwhichproclaimedtheacknowledgmentofaSupremeBeing:theywouldhavenoruler,eveninheaven!Yourclearandvigorousintellectsawthat,havingwreckedanoldworld,itbecamenecessarytoshapeanewone。Thefirststeptowardsconstructionmustbetodestroythedestroyers。Whilewedeliberate,yourenemiesact。Betterthisverynighttoattackthehandfulofgensdarmesthatguardthem,thantoconfrontthebattalionstheymayraiseto-morrow。\" \"No,\"saidRobespierre,whorecoiledbeforethedeterminedspiritofPayan;\"Ihaveabetterandsaferplan。Thisisthe6thofThermidor;onthe10th——onthe10th,theConventiongoinabodytotheFeteDecadaire。Amobshallform;thecanonniers,thetroopsofHenriot,theyoungpupilsdel\'EcoledeMars,shallmixinthecrowd。Easy,then,tostriketheconspiratorswhomweshalldesignatetoouragents。Onthesameday,too,FouquierandDumasshallnotrest;andasufficientnumberof\'thesuspect\'tomaintainsalutaryawe,andkeepuptherevolutionaryexcitement,shallperishbytheglaiveofthelaw。The10thshallbethegreatdayofaction。Payan,oftheselastculprits,haveyoupreparedalist?\" \"Itishere,\"returnedPayan,laconically,presentingapaper。 Robespierreglancedoveritrapidly。\"Collotd\'Herbois!——good! Barrere!——ay,itwasBarrerewhosaid,\'Letusstrike:thedeadaloneneverreturn。\'(\"Frappons!iln\'yaquelesmortsquinerevientpas。\"——Barrere。)Vadier,thesavagejester!——good——good! VadieroftheMountain。Hehascalledme\'Mahomet!\'Scelerat! blasphemer!\" \"MahometiscomingtotheMountain,\"saidCouthon,withhissilveryaccent,ashecaressedhisspaniel。 \"Buthowisthis?IdonotseethenameofTallien?Tallien,——I hatethatman;thatis,\"saidRobespierre,correctinghimselfwiththehypocrisyorself-deceitwhichthosewhoformedthecouncilofthisphrase-mongerexhibitedhabitually,evenamongthemselves,——\"thatis,VirtueandourCountryhatehim!ThereisnomaninthewholeConventionwhoinspiresmewiththesamehorrorasTallien。Couthon,IseeathousandDantonswhereTalliensits!\" \"Tallienhastheonlyheadthatbelongstothisdeformedbody,\" saidPayan,whoseferocityandcrime,likethoseofSt。Just,werenotunaccompaniedbytalentsofnocommonorder。\"Wereitnotbettertodrawawaythehead,towin,tobuyhim,forthetime,anddisposeofhimbetterwhenleftalone?HemayhateYOU,buthelovesMONEY!\" \"No,\"saidRobespierre,writingdownthenameofJeanLambertTallien,withaslowhandthatshapedeachletterwithsterndistinctness;\"thatoneheadISMYNECESSITY!\" \"IhaveaSMALLlisthere,\"saidCouthon,sweetly,——\"aVERYsmalllist。YouaredealingwiththeMountain;itisnecessarytomakeafewexamplesinthePlain。Thesemoderatesareasstrawswhichfollowthewind。TheyturnedagainstusyesterdayintheConvention。Alittleterrorwillcorrecttheweathercocks。Poorcreatures!Iowethemnoill-will;Icouldweepforthem。Butbeforeall,lacherepatrie!\" TheterribleglanceofRobespierredevouredthelistwhichthemanofsensibilitysubmittedtohim。\"Ah,thesearewellchosen; mennotofmarkenoughtoberegretted,whichisthebestpolicywiththerelicsofthatparty;someforeignerstoo,——yes,THEY havenoparentsinParis。Thesewivesandparentsarebeginningtopleadagainstus。Theircomplaintsdemoralisetheguillotine!\" \"Couthonisright,\"saidPayan;\"MYlistcontainsthosewhomitwillbesafertodespatchenmasseinthecrowdassembledattheFete。HISlistselectsthosewhomwemayprudentlyconsigntothelaw。Shallitnotbesignedatonce?\" \"ItISsigned,\"saidRobespierre,formallyreplacinghispenupontheinkstand。\"Nowtomoreimportantmatters。Thesedeathswillcreatenoexcitement;butCollotd\'Herbois,BourdonDel\'Oise,Tallien,\"thelastnameRobespierregaspedashepronounced,\"THEYaretheheadsofparties。Thisislifeordeathtousaswellasthem。\" \"Theirheadsarethefootstoolstoyourcurulechair,\"saidPayan,inahalfwhisper。\"Thereisnodangerifwearebold。 Judges,juries,allhavebeenyourselection。Youseizewithonehandthearmy,withtheother,thelaw。Yourvoiceyetcommandsthepeople——\"