第11章

类别:其他 作者:William Makepeace Thackeray字数:3892更新时间:18/12/17 17:13:25
Arenottheseremarkableincidents?ThenextwonderwesawwasthearrivalofasetoftotteringoldInvalids,whotooktheirplacesunderuswithdrawnsabres。Thencameasuperbdrum—major,ahandsomesmilinggood—humoredgiantofaman,hisbreechesastonishinglyembroideredwithsilverlace。Himadozenlittledrummer—boysfollowed——\"thelittledarlings!\"alltheladiescriedoutinabreath:theywereindeedprettylittlefellows,andcameandstoodcloseunderus:thehugedrum—majorsmiledoverhislittlered—cappedflock,andformanyhoursinthemostperfectcontentmenttwiddledhismoustachesandplayedwiththetasselsofhiscane。 Nowthecompanybegantoarrivethickerandthicker。AwholecoveyofConseillers—d\'Etatcamein,inbluecoats,embroideredwithbluesilk,thencameacrowdoflawyersintoquesandcaps,amongwhomweresundryvenerableJudgesinscarlet,purplevelvet,andermine—— akindofBajazetcostume。Lookthere!thereistheTurkishAmbassadorinhisredcap,turninghissolemnbrownfaceaboutandlookingpreternaturallywise。TheDeputieswalkininabody。 Guizotisnotthere:hepassedbyjustnowinfullministerialcostume。PresentlylittleThierssauntersback:whataclear,broadsharp—eyedfacethefellowhas,withhisgrayhaircutdownsodemure!Aservantpasses,pushingthroughthecrowdashabbywheel— chair。IthasjustbroughtoldMonceytheGovernoroftheInvalids,thehonestoldmanwhodefendedParissostoutlyin1814。Hehasbeenveryill,andisworndownalmostbyinfirmities:butinhisillnesshewasperpetuallyasking,\"Doctor,shallIlivetillthe15th?Givemetillthen,andIdiecontented。\"Onecan\'thelpbelievingthattheoldman\'swishishonest,howeveronemaydoubtthepietyofanotherillustriousMarshal,whooncecarriedacandlebeforeCharlesX。inaprocession,andhasbeenthismorningtoNeuillytokneelandprayatthefootofNapoleon\'scoffin。Hemighthavesaidhisprayersathome,tobesure;butdon\'tletusasktoomuch:thatkindofreserveisnotaFrenchman\'scharacteristic。 Bang——bang!Atabouthalf—pasttwoadullsoundofcannonadingwasheardwithoutthechurch,andsignalstookplacebetweentheCommandantoftheInvalids,oftheNationalGuards,andthebigdrum—major。Lookingtothesetroops(thefatNationalswereshufflingintolineagain)thetwoCommandantstittered,asnearlyasIcouldcatchthem,thefollowingwords—— \"HARRUMHUMP!\" AtoncealltheNationalbayonetswereonthepresent,andthesabresoftheoldInvalidsup。Thebigdrum—majorlookedroundatthechildren,whobeganveryslowlyandsolemnlyontheirdrums,Rub—dub—dub——rub—dub—dub——(counttwobetweeneach)——rub—dub—dub,andagreatprocessionofpriestscamedownfromthealtar。 First,therewasatallhandsomecross—bearer,bearingalonggoldcross,ofwhichthefrontwasturnedtowardshisgracetheArchbishop。Thencameadoublerowofaboutsixteenincense—boys,dressedinwhitesurplices:thefirstboy,aboutsixyearsold,thelastwithwhiskersandoftheheightofaman。Thenfollowedaregimentofpriestsinblacktippetsandwhitegowns:theyhadblackhoods,likethemoonwhensheisatherthirdquarter,wherewiththosewhowerebald(manywere,andfattoo)coveredthemselves。 Allthereverendmenheldtheirheadsmeeklydown,andaffectedtobereadingintheirbreviaries。 AfterthePriestscamesomeBishopsoftheneighboringdistricts,inpurple,withcrossessparklingontheirepiscopalbosoms。 Thencame,aftermorepriests,asetofmenwhomIhaveneverseenbefore——akindofghostlyheralds,youngandhandsomemen,someoftheminstifftabardsofblackandsilver,theireyestotheground,theirhandsplacedatrightangleswiththeirchests。 Thencametwogentlemenbearingremarkabletallcandlesticks,withcandlesofcorrespondingsize。Onewasburningbrightly,butthewind(thatcharteredlibertine)hadblownouttheother,whichneverthelesskeptitsplaceintheprocession——Iwonderedtomyselfwhetherthereverendgentlemanwhocarriedtheextinguishedcandle,feltdisgusted,humiliated,mortified——perfectlyconsciousthattheeyesofmanythousandsofpeoplewerebentuponthatbitofrefractorywax。Weallofuslookedatitwithintenseinterest。 Anothercross—bearer,behindwhomcameagentlemancarryinganinstrumentlikeabedroomcandlestick。 HisGrandeurMonseigneurAffre,ArchbishopofParis:hewasinblackandwhite,hiseyeswerecasttotheearth,hishandsweretogetheratrightanglesfromhischest:onhishandswereblackgloves,andontheblackglovessparkledthesacredepiscopal——whatdoIsay?—— archiepiscopalring。Onhisheadwasthemitre。Itisunlikethegodlycoronetthatfiguresuponthecoach—panelsofourownRightReverendBench。TheArchbishop\'smitremaybeaboutayardhigh: formedwithinprobablyofconsecratedpasteboard,itiswithoutcoveredbyasortofwateredsilkofwhiteandsilver。Onthetwopeaksatthetopofthemitrearetwoverylittlespangledtassels,thatfriskandtwinkleaboutinaveryagreeablemanner。 Monseigneurstoodoppositetousforsometime,whenIhadtheopportunitytonotetheaboveremarkablephenomena。Hestoodoppositemeforsometime,keepinghiseyessteadilyontheground,hishandsbeforehim,asmallclericaltrainfollowingafter。Whydidn\'ttheymove?TherewastheNationalGuardkeepingonpresentingarms,thelittledrummersgoingonrub—dub—dub——rub—dub— dub——inthesamesteady,slowway,andtheProcessionnevermovedaninch。Therewasevidently,touseanelegantphrase,ahitchsomewhere。 [Enterafatpriestwhobustlesuptothedrum—major。] Fatpriest——\"Taisez—vous。\" Littledrummer——Rub—dub—dub——rub—dub—dub——rub—dub—dub,&c。 Drum—major——\"Qu\'est—cedonc?\" Fatpriest——\"Taisez—vous,dis—je;cen\'estpaslecorps。Iln\'arriverapas——pouruneheure。\" Thelittledrumswereinstantlyhushed,theprocessionturnedtotheright—about,andwalkedbacktothealtaragain,theblown—outcandlethathadbeenonthenearsideofusbeforewasnowontheoffside,theNationalGuardssetdowntheirmusketsandbeganattheirsandwichesagain。Wehadtowaitanhourandahalfatleastbeforethegreatprocessionarrived。Thegunswithoutwentonboomingallthewhileatintervals,andasweheardeach,theaudiencegaveakindof\"ahahah!\"suchasyouhearwhentherocketsgoupatVauxhall。 AtlasttherealProcessioncame。 Thenthedrumsbegantobeatasformerly,theNationalstogetunderarms,theclergymenweresentforandwent,andpresently——yes,therewasthetallcross—bearerattheheadoftheprocession,andtheycameBACK! Theychantedsomethinginaweak,snuffling,lugubriousmanner,tothemelancholybrayofaserpent。 Crash!however,Mr。Habeneckandthefiddlersintheorganloftpealedoutawildshrillmarch,whichstoppedthereverendgentlemen,andinthemidstofthismusic—— Andofagreattramplingoffeetandclattering,AndofagreatcrowdofGeneralsandOfficersinfineclothes,WiththePrincedeJoinvillemarchingquicklyattheheadoftheprocession,Andwhileeverybody\'sheartwasthumpingashardaspossible,NAPOLEON\'SCOFFINPASSED。 Itwasdoneinaninstant。Aboxcoveredwithagreatredcross——adingy—lookingcrownlyingonthetopofit——SeamenononesideandInvalidsontheother——theyhadpassedinaninstantandwereuptheaisle。 Afaintsnufflingsound,asbefore,washeardfromtheofficiatingpriests,butweknewofnothingmore。ItissaidthatoldLouisPhilippewasstandingatthecatafalque,whitherthePrincedeJoinvilleadvancedandsaid,\"Sire,IbringyouthebodyoftheEmperorNapoleon。\" LouisPhilippeanswered,\"IreceiveitinthenameofFrance。\" Bertrandputonthebodythemostgloriousvictoriousswordthateverhasbeenforgedsincetheaptdescendantsofthefirstmurdererlearnedhowtohammersteel;andthecoffinwasplacedinthetemplepreparedforit。 Thesixhundredsingersandthefiddlersnowcommencedtheplayingandsingingofapieceofmusic;andapartofthecrewofthe\"BellePoule\"skippedintotheplacesthathadbeenkeptforthemunderus,andlistenedtothemusic,chewingtobacco。Whiletheactorsandfiddlersweregoingon,mostofthespirits—of—winelampsonaltarswentout。 WhenwearrivedintheopenairwepassedthroughthecourtoftheInvalids,wherethousandsofpeoplehadbeenassembled,butwherethebencheswerenowquitebare。Thenwecameontotheterracebeforetheplace:theoldsoldierswerefiringoffthegreatguns,whichmadeadreadfulstunningnoise,andfrightenedsomeofus,whodidnotcaretopassbeforethecannonandbeknockeddownevenbythewadding。ThegunswerefiredinhonoroftheKing,whowasgoinghomebyabackdoor。AllthefortythousandpeoplewhocoveredthegreatstandsbeforetheHotelhadgoneawaytoo。TheImperialBargehadbeendraggeduptheriver,andwaslyinglonelyalongtheQuay,examinedbysomefewshiveringpeopleontheshore。 Itwasfiveo\'clockwhenwereachedhome:thestarswereshiningkeenlyoutofthefrostysky,andFrancoistoldmethatdinnerwasjustready。 Inthismanner,mydearMissSmith,thegreatNapoleonwasburied。