the four horsemen of the apocalypse-第2节
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He had sailed from Buenos Aires in a steamer of the Hamburg line； the Koenig Frederic August。 The world was in blessed tranquillity when the boat left port。 Only the whites and half…breeds of Mexico were exterminating each other in conflicts in order that nobody might believe that man is an animal degenerated by peace。 On the rest of the planet； the people were displaying unusual prudence。 Even aboard the transatlantic liner； the little world of passengers of most diverse nationalities appeared a fragment of future society implanted by way of experiment in modern timesa sketch of the hereafter； without frontiers or race antagonisms。
One morning the ship band which every Sunday had sounded the Choral of Luther； awoke those sleeping in the first…class cabins with the most unheard…of serenade。 Desnoyers rubbed his eyes believing himself under the hallucinations of a dream。 The German horns were playing the Marseillaise through the corridors and decks。 The steward； smiling at his astonishment； said； 〃The fourteenth of July！〃 On the German steamers they celebrate as their own the great festivals of all the nations represented by their cargo and passengers。 Their captains are careful to observe scrupulously the rites of this religion of the flag and its historic commemoration。 The most insignificant republic saw the ship decked in its honor； affording one more diversion to help combat the monotony of the voyage and further the lofty ends of the Germanic propaganda。 For the first time the great festival of France was being celebrated on a German vessel； and whilst the musicians continued escorting a racy Marseillaise in double quick time through the different floors； the morning groups were commenting on the event。
〃What finesse！〃 exclaimed the South American ladies。 〃These Germans are not so phlegmatic as they seem。 It is an attention 。 。 。 something very distinguished。 。 。 。 And is it possible that some still believe that they and the French might come to blows？〃
The very few Frenchmen who were travelling on the steamer found themselves admired as though they had increased immeasurably in public esteem。 There were only three；an old jeweller who had been visiting his branch shops in America； and two demi…mondaines from the rue de la Paix； the most timid and well…behaved persons aboard； vestals with bright eyes and disdainful noses who held themselves stiffly aloof in this uncongenial atmosphere。
At night there was a gala banquet in the dining room at the end of which the French flag and that of the Empire formed a flaunting； conspicuous drapery。 All the German passengers were in dress suits； and their wives were wearing low…necked gowns。 The uniforms of the attendants were as resplendent as on a day of a grand review。
During dessert the tapping of a knife upon a glass reduced the table to sudden silence。 The Commandant was going to speak。 And this brave mariner who united to his nautical functions the obligation of making harangues at banquets and opening the dance with the lady of most importance； began unrolling a string of words like the noise of clappers between long intervals of silence。 Desnoyers knew a little German as a souvenir of a visit to some relatives in Berlin； and so was able to catch a few words。 The Commandant was repeating every few minutes 〃peace〃 and 〃friends。〃 A table neighbor； a commercial commissioner； offered his services as interpreter to Julio； with that obsequiousness which lives on advertisement。
〃The Commandant asks God to maintain peace between Germany and France and hopes that the two peoples will become increasingly friendly。〃
Another orator arose at the same table。 He was the most influential of the German passengers； a rich manufacturer from Dusseldorf who had just been visiting his agents in America。 He was never mentioned by name。 He bore the title of Commercial Counsellor； and among his countrymen was always Herr Comerzienrath and his wife was entitled Frau Rath。 The Counsellor's Lady； much younger than her important husband； had from the first attracted the attention of Desnoyers。 She； too； had made an exception in favor of this young Argentinian； abdicating her title from their first conversation。 〃Call me Bertha；〃 she said as condescendingly as a duchess of Versailles might have spoken to a handsome abbot seated at her feet。 Her husband； also protested upon hearing Desnoyers call him 〃Counsellor；〃 like his compatriots。
〃My friends；〃 he said； 〃call me 'Captain。' I command a company of the Landsturm。〃 And the air with which the manufacturer accompanied these words； revealed the melancholy of an unappreciated man scorning the honors he has in order to think only of those he does not possess。
While he was delivering his discourse； Julio was examining his small head and thick neck which gave him a certain resemblance to a bull dog。 In imagination he saw the high and oppressive collar of a uniform making a double roll of fat above its stiff edge。 The waxed； upright moustaches were bristling aggressively。 His voice was sharp and dry as though he were shaking out his words。 。 。 。 Thus the Emperor would utter his harangues； so the martial burgher； with instinctive imitation； was contracting his left arm； supporting his hand upon the hilt of an invisible sword。
In spite of his fierce and oratorical gesture of command； all the listening Germans laughed uproariously at his first words； like men who knew how to appreciate the sacrifice of a Herr Comerzienrath when he deigns to divert a festivity。
〃He is saying very witty things about the French；〃 volunteered the interpreter in a low voice； 〃but they are not offensive。〃
Julio had guessed as much upon hearing repeatedly the word Franzosen。 He almost understood what the orator was saying 〃Franzosengreat children； light…hearted； amusing； improvident。 The things that they might do together if they would only forget past grudges！〃 The attentive Germans were no longer laughing。 The Counsellor was laying aside his irony； that grandiloquent； crushing irony； weighing many tons； as enormous as a ship。 Then he began unrolling the serious part of his harangue； so that he himself； was also greatly affected。
〃He says； sir；〃 reported Julio's neighbor； 〃that he wishes France to become a very great nation so that some day we may march together against other enemies 。 。 。 against OTHERS！〃
And he winked one eye； smiling maliciously with that smile of common intelligence which this allusion to the mysterious enemy always awakened。
Finally the Captain…Counsellor raised his glass in a toast to France。 〃Hoch！〃 he yelled as though he were commanding an evolution of his soldierly Reserves。 Three times he sounded the cry and all the German contingent springing to their feet； responded with a lusty Hoch while the band in the corridor blared forth the Marseillaise。
Desnoyers was greatly moved。 Thrills of enthusiasm were coursing up and down his spine。 His eyes became so moist that； when drinking his champagne； he almost believed that he had swallowed some tears。 He bore a French name。 He had French blood in his veins； and this that the gringoes were doingalthough generally they seemed to him ridiculous and ordinarywas really worth acknowledging。 The subjects of the Kaiser celebrating the great date of the Revolution！ He believed that he was witnessing a great historic event。
〃Very well done！〃 he said to the other South Americans at the near tables。 〃We must admit that they have done the handsome thing。〃
Then with the vehemence of his twenty…seven years； he accosted the jeweller in the passage way； reproaching him for his silence。 He was the only French citizen aboard。 He should have made a few words of acknowledgment。 The fiesta was ending awkwardly through his fault。
〃And why have you not spoken as a son of France？〃 retorted the jeweller。
〃I am an Argentinian citizen；〃 replied Julio。
And he left the older man believing that he ought to have spoken and making explanations to those around him。 It was a very dangerous thing； he protested； to meddle in diplomatic affairs。 Furthermore； he had not instructions from his government。 And for a few hours he believed that he had been on the point of playing a great role in history。
Desnoyers passed the rest of the evening in the smoking room attracted thither by the presence of the Counsellor's Lady。 The Captain of the Landsturm； sticking a preposterous cigar between his moustachios； was playing poker with his countrymen ranking next to him in dignity and riches。 His wife stayed beside him most of the time； watching the goings and comings of the stewards carrying great bocks； without daring to share in this tremendous consumption of beer。 Her special preoccupation was to keep vacant near her a seat which Desnoyers might occupy。 She considered him the most distinguished man on board because he was accustomed to taking champagne with all his meals。 He was of medium height； a decided brunette； with a small foot； which obliged her to tuck hers under her skirts； and a triangular face under two masses of hair； straight； black and glossy as lacquer； the very opposite of the type of men about her。 Besides； he was living in Paris； in the city wh
