a little tour in france-第32节
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d in scarlet Vir… ginia…creeper。 One of these towers； reputed to be of Saracenic origin； is isolated； and is only the more effective； the other is incorporated in the house； which is delightfully fragmentary and irregular。 It had got to be late by this time； and the lonely _castel_ looked crepuscular and mysterious。 An old house… keeper was sent for； who showed me the rambling interior； and then the young man took me into a dim old drawing…room； which had no less than four chimney…pieces； all unlighted； and gave me a refec… tion of fruit and sweet wine。 When I praised the wine and asked him what it was； he said simply； 〃C'est du vin de ma mere！〃 Throughout my little joumey I had never yet felt myself so far from Paris； and this was a sensation I enjoyed more than my host； who was an involuntary exile； consoling him… self with laying out a _manege_； which he showed me as I walked away。 His civility was great； and I was greatly touched by it。 On my way back to the little inn where I had left my vehicle； I passed the Pont du Gard； and took another look at it。 Its great arches made windows for the evening sky； and the rocky ravine； with its dusky cedars and shining river； was lonelier than before。 At the inn I swallowed； or tried to swallow；a glass of horrible wine with my coach… man； after which； with my reconstructed team； I drove back to Nimes in the moonlight。 It only added a more solitary whiteness to the constant sheen of the Provencal landscape。
XXVII。
The weather the next day was equally fair； so that it seemed an imprudence not to make sure of Aigues… Mortes。 Nimes itself could wait； at a pinch； I could attend to Nimes in the rain。 It was my belief that Aigues…Mortes was a little gem； and it is natural to desire that gems should have an opportunity to sparkle。 This is an excursion of but a few hours； and there is a little friendly； familiar； dawdling train that will con… vey you； in time for a noonday breakfast； to the small dead town where the blessed Saint…Louis twice em… barked for the crusades。 You may get back to Nimes for dinner； the run … or rather the walk； for the train doesn't run … is of about an hour。 I found the little journey charming； and looked out of the carriage win… dow； on my right； at the distant Cevennes； covered with tones of amber and blue； and； all around； at vineyards red with the touch of October。 The grapes were gone； but the plants had a color of their own。 Within a certain distance of Aigues…Mortes they give place to wide salt…marshes； traversed by two canals； and over this expanse the train rumbles slowly upon a narrow causeway； failing for some time； though you know you are near the object of your curiosity； to bring you to sight of anything but the horizon。 Sud… denly it appears； the towered and embattled mass； lying so low that the crest of its defences seems to rise straight out of the ground； and it is not till the train stops； close before them； that you are able to take the full measure of its walls。
Aigues…Mortes stands on the edge of a wide _etang_； or shallow inlet of the sea； the further side of which is divided by a narrow band of coast from the Gulf of Lyons。 Next after Carcassonne； to which it forms an admirable _pendant_； it is the most perfect thing of the kind in France。 It has a rival in the person of Avignon； but the ramparts of Avignon are much less effective。 Like Carcassonne； it is completely sur… rounded with its old fortifications； and if they are far simpler in character （there is but one circle）； they are quite as well preserved。 The moat has been filled up； and the site of the town might be figured by a billiard…table without pockets。 On this absolute level； covered with coarse grass； Aigues…Mortes presents quite the appearance of the walled town that a school…boy draws upon his slate； or that we see in the background of early Flemish pictures； … a simple parallelogram； of a contour almost absurdly bare； broken at intervals by angular towers and square holes。 Such； literally speak… ing； is this delightful little city； which needs to be seen to tell its full story。 It is extraordinarily pictorial； and if it is a very small sister of Carcassonne； it has at least the essential features of the family。 Indeed； it is even more like an image and less like a reality than Carcassonne； for by position and prospect it seems even more detached from the life of the present day。 It is true that Aigues…Mortes does a little busi… ness； it sees certain bags of salt piled into barges which stand in a canal beside it； and which carry their cargo into actual places。 But nothing could well be more drowsy and desultory than this industry as I saw it practised； with the aid of two or three brown peasants and under the eye of a solitary douanier； who strolled on the little quay beneath the western wall。 〃C'est bien plaisant； c'est bien paisible；〃 said this worthy man； with whom I had some conversa… tion； and pleasant and peaceful is the place indeed； though the former of these epithets may suggest an element of gayety in which Aigues…Mortes is deficient。 The sand； the salt； the dull sea…view； surround it with a bright； quiet melancholy。 There are fifteen towers and nine gates； five of which are on the southern side； overlooking the water。 I walked all round the place three times （it doesn't take long）； but lingered most under the southern wall； where the afternoon light slept in the dreamiest； sweetest way。 I sat down on an old stone； and looked away to the desolate salt… marshes and the still； shining surface of the _etang_； and； as I did so； reflected that this was a queer little out…of…the…world corner to have been chosen； in the great dominions of either monarch； for that pompous interview which took place； in 1538； between Francis I。 and Charles V。 It was also not easy to perceive how Louis IX。； when in 1248 and 1270 he started for the Holy Land； set his army afloat in such very undeveloped channels。 An hour later I purchased in the town a little pamphlet by M。 Marius Topin； who undertakes to explain this latter anomaly； and to show that there is water enough in the port； as we may call it by courtesy； to have sustained a fleet of crusaders。 I was unable to trace the channel that he points out； but was glad to believe that； as he contends； the sea has not retreated from the town since the thirteenth century。 It was comfortable to think that things are not so changed as that。 M。 Topin indicates that the other French ports of the Mediterranean were not then _dis… ponsibles_； and that Aigues…Mortes was the most eligible spot for an embarkation。
Behind the straight walls and the quiet gates the little town has not crumbled； like the Cite of Carcas… sonne。 It can hardly be said to be alive； but if it is dead it has been very neatly embalmed。 The hand of the restorer rests on it constantly； but this artist has not； as at Carcassonne； had miracles to accomplish。 The interior is very still and empty； with small stony； whitewashed streets； tenanted by a stray dog； a stray cat； a stray old woman。 In the middle is a little _place_； with two or three cafes decorated by wide awnings； … a little _place_ of which the principal feature is a very bad bronze statue of Saint Louis by Pradier。 It is almost as bad as the breakfast I had at the inn that bears the name of that pious monarch。 You may walk round the enceinte of Aigues…Mortes； both outside and in； but you may not； as at Carcassonne； make a por… tion of this circuit on the _chemin de ronde_； the little projecting footway attached to the inner face of the battlements。 This footway； wide enough only for a single pedestrian； is in the best order； and near each of the gates a flight of steps leads up to it； but a locked gate； at the top of the steps； makes access im… possible； or at least unlawful。 Aigues…Mortes； however； has its citadel； an immense tower； larger than any of the others； a little detached； and standing at the north… west angle of the town。 I called upon the _casernier_； the custodian of the walls； … and in his absence I was conducted through this big Tour de Constance by his wife； a very mild； meek woman； yellow with the traces of fever and ague； … a scourge which； as might be ex… pected in a town whose name denotes 〃dead waters；〃 enters freely at the nine gates。 The Tour de Con… stance is of extraordinary girth and solidity； divided into three superposed circular chambers； with very fine vaults； which are lighted by embrasures of prodigious depth； converging to windows little larger than loop… holes。 The place served for years as a prison to many of the Protestants of the south whom the revocation of the Edict of Nantes had exposed to atrocious penalties； and the annals of these dreadful chambers during the first half of the last century were written in tears and blood。 Some of the recorded cases of long confinement there make one marvel afresh at what man has inflicted and endured。 In a country in which a policy of extermination was to be put into practice this horrible tower was an obvious resource。 From the battlements at the top； which is surmounted by an old disused light…house； you see the little com… pact rectangular town； which looks hardly bigger than a garden…patch； mapp
