the chouans-第57节
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suspicions she changed into certainty； of her mistress's departure。 Inquiring of the post guard at the Porte Saint…Leonard； he learned that Mademoiselle de Verneuil had passed that way。 Rushing to the Promenade； he was； unfortunately； in time to see her movements。 Though she was wearing a green dress and hood； to be less easily distinguished； the rapidity of her almost distracted step enabled him to follow her with his eye through the leafless hedges； and to guess the point towards which she was hurrying。
〃Ha！〃 he cried； 〃you said you were going to Florigny； but you are in the valley of Gibarry！ I am a fool； she has tricked me！ No matter； I can light my lamp by day as well as by night。〃
Corentin； satisfied that he knew the place of the lovers' rendezvous； returned in all haste to the little square； which Hulot； resolved not to wait any longer； was just quitting to rejoin his troops。
〃Halt； general！〃 he cried to the commandant； who turned round。
He then told Hulot the events relating to the marquis and Mademoiselle de Verneuil； and showed him the scheme of which he held a thread。 Hulot； struck by his perspicacity； seized him by the arm。
〃God's thunder！ citizen； you are right；〃 he cried。 〃The brigands are making a false attack over there to keep the coast clear； but the two columns I sent to scour the environs between Antrain and Vitre have not yet returned； so we shall have plenty of reinforcements if we need them； and I dare say we shall； for the Gars is not such a fool as to risk his life without a bodyguard of those damned owls。 Gudin；〃 he added； 〃go and tell Captain Lebrun that he must rub those fellows' noses at Florigny without me； and come back yourself in a flash。 You know the paths。 I'll wait till you return； and /then/we'll avenge those murders at La Vivetiere。 Thunder！ how he runs；〃 he added； seeing Gudin disappear as if by magic。 〃Gerard would have loved him。〃
On his return Gudin found Hulot's little band increased in numbers by the arrival of several soldiers taken from the various posts in the town。 The commandant ordered him to choose a dozen of his compatriots who could best counterfeit the Chouans； and take them out by the Porte Saint…Leonard； so as to creep round the side of the Saint…Sulpice rocks which overlooks the valley of Couesnon and on which was the hovel of Galope…Chopine。 Hulot himself went out with the rest of his troop by the Porte Saint…Sulpice； to reach the summit of the same rocks； where； according to his calculations； he ought to meet the men under Beau…Pied； whom he meant to use as a line of sentinels from the suburb of Saint…Sulpice to the Nid…aux…Crocs。
Corentin； satisfied with having delivered over the fate of the Gars to his implacable enemies； went with all speed to the Promenade； so as to follow with his eyes the military arrangements of the commandant。 He soon saw Gudin's little squad issuing from the valley of the Nancon and following the line of the rocks to the great valley； while Hulot； creeping round the castle of Fougeres； was mounting the dangerous path which leads to the summit of Saint…Sulpice。 The two companies were therefore advancing on parallel lines。 The trees and shrubs； draped by the rich arabesques of the hoarfrost； threw whitish reflections which enabled the watcher to see the gray lines of the squads in motion。 When Hulot reached the summit of the rocks； he detached all the soldiers in uniform from his main body； and made them into a line of sentinels； each communicating with the other； the first with Gudin； the last with Hulot； so that no shrub could escape the bayonets of the three lines which were now in a position to hunt the Gars across field and mountain。
〃The sly old wolf！〃 thought Corentin； as the shining muzzle of the last gun disappeared in the bushes。 〃The Gars is done for。 If Marie had only betrayed that damned marquis； she and I would have been united in the strongest of all bondsa vile deed。 But she's mine； in any case。〃
The twelve young men under Gudin soon reached the base of the rocks of Saint…Sulpice。 Here Gudin himself left the road with six of them； jumping the stiff hedge into the first field of gorse that he came to； while the other six by his orders did the same on the other side of the road。 Gudin advanced to an apple…tree which happened to be in the middle of the field。 Hearing the rustle of this movement through the gorse； seven or eight men； at the head of whom was Beau…Pied； hastily hid behind some chestnut…trees which topped the bank of this particular field。 Gudin's men did not see them； in spite of the white reflections of the hoar…frost and their own practised sight。
〃Hush！ here they are；〃 said Beau…Pied； cautiously putting out his head。 〃The brigands have more men than we； but we have 'em at the muzzles of our guns； and we mustn't miss them； or； by the Lord； we are not fit to be soldiers of the pope。〃
By this time Gudin's keen eyes had discovered a few muzzles pointing through the branches at his little squad。 Just then eight voices cried in derision； 〃Qui vive？〃 and eight shots followed。 The balls whistled round Gudin and his men。 One fell； another was shot in the arm。 The five others who were safe and sound replied with a volley and the cry； 〃Friends！〃 Then they marched rapidly on their assailants so as to reach them before they had time to reload。
〃We did not know how true we spoke；〃 cried Gudin； as he recognized the uniforms and the battered hats of his own brigade。 〃Well； we behaved like Bretons； and fought before explaining。〃
The other men were stupefied on recognizing the little company。
〃Who the devil would have known them in those goatskins？〃 cried Beau… Pied； dismally。
〃It is a misfortune；〃 said Gudin； 〃but we are all innocent if you were not informed of the sortie。 What are you doing here？〃 he asked。
〃A dozen of those Chouans are amusing themselves by picking us off； and we are getting away as best we can； like poisoned rats； but by dint of scrambling over these hedges and rocksmay the lightning blast 'em！our compasses have got so rusty we are forced to take a rest。 I think those brigands are now somewhere near the old hovel where you see that smoke。〃
〃Good！〃 cried Gudin。 〃You；〃 he added to Beau…Pied and his men； 〃fall back towards the rocks through the fields； and join the line of sentinels you'll find there。 You can't go with us； because you are in uniform。 We mean to make an end of those curs now； the Gars is with them。 I can't stop to tell you more。 To the right； march！ and don't administer any more shots to our own goatskins； you'll know ours by their cravats； which they twist round their necks and don't tie。
Gudin left his two wounded men under the apple…tree； and marched towards Galope…Chopine's cottage； which Beau…Pied had pointed out to him； the smoke from the chimney serving as a guide。
While the young officer was thus closing in upon the Chouans； the little detachment under Hulot had reached a point still parallel with that at which Gudin had arrived。 The old soldier； at the head of his men； was silently gliding along the hedges with the ardor of a young man； he jumped them from time to time actively enough； casting his wary eyes to the heights and listening with the ear of a hunter to every noise。 In the third field to which he came he found a woman about thirty years old； with bent back； hoeing the ground vigorously； while a small boy with a sickle in his hand was knocking the hoarfrost from the rushes； which he cut and laid in a heap。 At the noise Hulot made in jumping the hedge； the boy and his mother raised their heads。 Hulot mistook the young woman for an old one； naturally enough。 Wrinkles； coming long before their time； furrowed her face and neck； she was clothed so grotesquely in a worn…out goatskin that if it had not been for a dirty yellow petticoat； a distinctive mark of sex； Hulot would hardly have known the gender she belonged to； for the meshes of her long black hair were twisted up and hidden by a red worsted cap。 The tatters of the little boy did not cover him； but left his skin exposed。
〃Ho！ old woman！〃 called Hulot； in a low voice； approaching her； 〃where is the Gars？〃
The twenty men who accompanied Hulot now jumped the hedge。
〃Hey！ if you want the Gars you'll have to go back the way you came；〃 said the woman； with a suspicious glance at the troop。
〃Did I ask you the road to Fougeres； old carcass？〃 said Hulot； roughly。 〃By Saint…Anne of Auray； have you seen the Gars go by？〃
〃I don't know what you mean；〃 replied the woman； bending over her hoe。
〃You damned garce； do you want to have us eaten up by the Blues who are after us？〃
At these words the woman raised her head and gave another look of distrust at the troop as she replied； 〃How can the Blues be after you？ I have just seen eight or ten of them who were going back to Fougeres by the lower road。〃
〃One would think she meant to stab us with that nose of hers！〃 cried Hulot。 〃Here； look； you old nanny…goat！〃
And he showed her in the distance three or four of his sentinels； whose hats； guns； and uniforms it was easy to recognize。
〃Are you going to let those fellows cut the throats of men who are sent by Marche…a…Terre to protect the Gars？〃 he cried； angrily。
〃Ah； beg pardo
