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some reminiscences-第16部分

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together left in the whole house。  They broke some very fine



mirrors; all the windows and every piece of glass and china。



They threw the books and papers out on the lawn and set fire to



the heap for the mere fun of the thing apparently。  Absolutely



the only one solitary thing which they left whole was a small



ivory crucifix; which remained hanging on the wall in the wrecked



bedroom above a wild heap of rags; broken mahogany and splintered



boards which had been Mr。 Nicholas B。's bedstead。  Detecting the



servant in the act of stealing away with a japanned tin box; they



tore it from him; and because he resisted they threw him out of



the dining…room window。  The house was on one floor but raised



well above the ground; and the fall was so serious that the man



remained lying stunned till the cook and a stable…boy ventured



forth at dusk from their hiding…places and picked him up。  By



that time the mob had departed carrying off the tin box; which



they supposed to be full of paper money。  Some distance from the



house in the middle of a field they broke it open。  They found



inside documents engrossed on parchment and the two crosses of



the Legion of Honour and For Valour。  At the sight of these



objects; which; the blacksmith explained; were marks of honour



given only by the Tsar; they became extremely frightened at what



they had done。  They threw the whole lot away into a ditch and



dispersed hastily。







On learning of this particular loss Mr。 Nicholas B。 broke down



completely。 The mere sacking of his house did not seem to affect



him much。  While he was still in bed from the shock the two



crosses were found and returned to him。  It helped somewhat his



slow convalescence; but the tin box and the parchments; though



searched for in all the ditches around; never turned up again。



He could not get over the loss of his Legion of Honour Patent;



whose preamble; setting forth his services; he knew by heart to



the very letter; and after this blow volunteered sometimes to



recite; tears standing in his eyes the while。  Its terms haunted



him apparently during the last two years of his life to such an



extent that he used to repeat them to himself。  This is confirmed



by the remark made more than once by his old servant to the more



intimate friends。  〃What makes my heart heavy is to hear our



master in his room at night walking up and down and praying aloud



in the French language。〃







It must have been somewhat over a year afterwards that I saw Mr。



Nicholas B。; or; more correctly; that he saw me; for the last



time。  It was; as I have already said; at the time when my mother



had a three months' leave from exile; which she was spending in



the house of her brother; and friends and relations were coming



from far and near to do her honour。  It is inconceivable that Mr。



Nicholas B。 should not have been of the number。  The little child



a few months old he had taken up in his arms on the day of his



home…coming after years of war and exile was confessing her faith



in national salvation by suffering exile in her turn。  I do not



know whether he was present on the very day of our departure。  I



have already admitted that for me he is more especially the man



who in his youth had eaten roast dog in the depths of a gloomy



forest of snow…loaded pines。  My memory cannot place him in any



remembered scene。  A hooked nose; some sleek white hair; an



unrelated evanescent impression of a meagre; slight; rigid figure



militarily buttoned up to the throat; is all that now exists on



earth of Mr。 Nicholas B。; only this vague shadow pursued by the



memory of his grand…nephew; the last surviving human being; I



suppose; of all those he had seen in the course of his taciturn



life。







But I remember well the day of our departure back to exile。  The



elongated; bizarre; shabby travelling…carriage with four post…



horses; standing before the long front of the house with its



eight columns; four on each side of the broad flight of stairs。



On the steps; groups of servants; a few relations; one or two



friends from the nearest neighbourhood; a perfect silence; on all



the faces an air of sober concentration; my grandmother all in



black gazing stoically; my uncle giving his arm to my mother down



to the carriage in which I had been placed already; at the top of



the flight my little cousin in a short skirt of a tartan pattern



with a deal of red in it; and like a small princess attended by



the women of her own household:  the head gourvernante; our dear;



corpulent Francesca (who had been for thirty years in the service



of the B。 family); the former nurse; now outdoor attendant; a



handsome peasant face wearing a compassionate expression; and the



good; ugly Mlle。 Durand; the governess; with her black eyebrows



meeting over a short thick nose and a complexion like pale brown



paper。  Of all the eyes turned towards the carriage; her good…



natured eyes only were dropping tears; and it was her sobbing



voice alone that broke the silence with an appeal to me:



〃N'oublie pas ton francais; mon cheri。〃  In three months; simply



by playing with us; she had taught me not only to speak French



but to read it as well。  She was indeed an excellent playmate。



In the distance; half way down to the great gates; a light; open



trap; harnessed with three horses in Russian fashion; stood drawn



up on one side with the police…captain of the district sitting in



it; the vizor of his flat cap with a red band pulled down over



his eyes。







It seems strange that he should have been there to watch our



going so carefully。  Without wishing to treat with levity the



just timidities of Imperialists all the world over; I may allow



myself the reflection that a woman; practically condemned by the



doctors; and a small boy not quite six years old could not be



regarded as seriously dangerous even for the largest of



conceivable empires saddled with the most sacred of



responsibilities。  And this good man; I believe; did not think so



either。







I learned afterwards why he was present on that day。  I don't



remember any outward signs; but it seems that; about a month



before; my mother became so unwell that there was a doubt whether



she could be made fit to travel in the time。  In this uncertainty



the Governor…General in Kiev was petitioned to grant her a



fortnight's extension of stay in her brother's house。  No answer



whatever was returned to this prayer; but one day at dusk the



police…captain of the district drove up to the house and told my



uncle's valet; who ran out to meet him; that he wanted to speak



with the master in private; at once。  Very much impressed (he



thought it was going to be an arrest) the servant; 〃more dead



than alive with fright;〃 as he related afterwards; smuggled him



through the big drawing…room; which was dark (that room was not



lighted every evening); on tiptoe; so as not to attract the



attention of the ladies in the house; and led him by way of the



orangery to my uncle's private apartments。







The policeman; without any preliminaries; thrust a paper into my



uncle's hands。







〃There。  Pray read this。  I have no business to show this paper



to you。  It is wrong of me。  But I can't either eat or sleep with



such a job hanging over me。〃







That police…captain; a native of Great Russia; had been for many



years serving in the district。







My uncle unfolded and read the document。  It was a service order



issued from the Governor…General's secretariat; dealing with the



matter of the petition and directing the police…captain to



disregard all remonstrances and explanations in regard to that



illness either from medical men or others; 〃and if she has not



left her brother's house〃it went on to say〃on the morning of



the day specified on her permit; you are to despatch her at once



under escort; direct〃 (underlined) 〃to the prison…hospital in



Kiev; where she will be treated as her case demands。〃







〃For God's sake; Mr。 B。; see that your sister goes away



punctually on that day。  Don't give me this work to do with a



womanand with one of your family too。  I simply cannot bear to



think of it。〃







He was absolutely wringing his hands。  My uncle looked at him in



silence。







〃Thank you for this warning。  I assure you that even if she were



dying she would be carried out to the carriage。〃







〃Yesindeedand what difference would it maketravel to Kiev



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