XII

The pauses and intermissions of pain become positive pleasures; and

have thus a power of shedding a satisfaction over the intervals of

ease, which few enjoyments exceed.--PALEY.

"Riding towards the cortege at a slow pace, and with a sorrowful

countenance, the guards could hardly see anything very terrific in my

approach. They seemed, however, to expect an attack. 'Be persuaded,

gentlemen,' said I to them, 'that I come not to wage war, but rather to

ask favours.' I then begged of them to continue their progress without

any distrust, and as we went along I made my solicitations. They

consulted together to ascertain in what way they should entertain my

request. The chief of them spoke for the rest. He said that the

orders they had received to watch the prisoners vigilantly were of the

strictest kind; that, however, I seemed so interesting a young man,

that they might be induced to relax a little in their duty; but that I

must know, of course, that this would cost me something. I had about

sixteen pistoles left, and candidly told them what my purse contained.

'Well,' said the gendarme, 'we will act generously. It shall only cost

you a crown an hour for conversing with any of our girls that you may

prefer-- that is the ordinary price in Paris.'

"I said not a word of Manon, because I did not wish to let them know of

my passion. They at first supposed it was merely a boyish whim, that

made me think of amusing myself with these creatures: but when they

discovered that I was in love, they increased their demands in such a

way, that my purse was completely empty on leaving Mantes, where we had

slept the night before our arrival at Passy.

"Shall I describe to you my heart-rending interviews with Manon during

this journey, and what my sensations were when I obtained from the

guards permission to approach her caravan? Oh! language never can

adequately express the sentiments of the heart; but picture to yourself

my poor mistress, with a chain round her waist, seated upon a handful

of straw, her head resting languidly against the panel of the carriage,

her face pale and bathed with tears, which forced a passage between her

eyelids, although she kept them continually closed. She had not even

the curiosity to open her eyes on hearing the bustle of the guards when

they expected our attack. Her clothes were soiled, and in disorder;

her delicate hands exposed to the rough air; in fine, her whole angelic

form, that face, lovely enough to carry back the world to idolatry,

presented a spectacle of distress and anguish utterly indescribable.

"I spent some moments gazing at her as I rode alongside the carriage.

I had so lost my self-possession, that I was several times on the point

of falling from my horse. My sighs and frequent exclamations at length

attracted her attention. She looked at and recognised me, and I

remarked that on the first impulse, she unconsciously tried to leap

from the carriage towards me, but being checked by her chain, she fell

into her former attitude.

"I begged of the guards to stop one moment for the sake of mercy; they

consented for the sake of avarice. I dismounted to go and sit near

her. She was so languid and feeble, that she was for some time without

the power of speech, and could not raise her hands: I bathed them with

my tears; and being myself unable to utter a word, we formed together

as deplorable a picture of distress as could well be seen. When at

length we were able to speak, our conversation was not less sorrowful.

Manon said little: shame and grief appeared to have altered the

character of her voice; its tone was feeble and tremulous.

"She thanked me for not having forgotten her, and for the comfort I

gave her in allowing her to see me once more, and she then bade me a

long and last farewell. But when I assured her that no power on earth

could ever separate me from her, and that I was resolved to follow her

to the extremity of the world--to watch over her--to guard her--to love

her--and inseparably to unite my wretched destiny with hers, the poor

girl gave way to such feelings of tenderness and grief, that I almost

dreaded danger to her life from the violence of her emotion: the

agitation of her whole soul seemed intensely concentrated in her eyes;

she fixed them steadfastly upon me. She more than once opened her lips

without the power of giving utterance to her thoughts. I could,

however, catch some expressions that dropped from her, of admiration

and wonder at my excessive love--of doubt that she could have been

fortunate enough to inspire me with a passion so perfect--of earnest

entreaty that I would abandon my intention of following her, and seek

elsewhere a lot more worthy of me, and which, she said, I could never

hope to find with her.

"In spite of the cruellest inflictions of Fate, I derived comfort from

her looks, and from the conviction that I now possessed her undivided

affection. I had in truth lost all that other men value; but I was the

master of Manon's heart, the only possession that I prized. Whether in

Europe or in America, of what moment to me was the place of my abode,

provided I might live happy in the society of my mistress? Is not the

universe the residence of two fond and faithful lovers? Does not each

find in the other, father, mother, friends, relations, riches, felicity?

"If anything caused me uneasiness, it was the fear of seeing Manon

exposed to want. I fancied myself already with her in a barbarous

country, inhabited by savages. 'I am quite certain,' said I, 'there

will be none there more cruel than G---- M---- and my father. They

will, at least, allow us to live in peace. If the accounts we read of

savages be true, they obey the laws of nature: they neither know the

mean rapacity of avarice, nor the false and fantastic notions of

dignity, which have raised me up an enemy in my own father. They will

not harass and persecute two lovers, when they see us adopt their own

simple habits.' I was therefore at ease upon that point.

"But my romantic ideas were not formed with a proper view to the

ordinary wants of life. I had too often found that there were

necessaries which could not be dispensed with, particularly by a young

and delicate woman, accustomed to comfort and abundance. I was in

despair at having so fruitlessly emptied my purse, and the little money

that now remained was about being forced from me by the rascally

imposition of the gendarmes. I imagined that a very trifling sum would

suffice for our support for some time in America, where money was

scarce, and might also enable me to form some undertaking there for our

permanent establishment.

"This idea made me resolve on writing to Tiberge, whom I had ever found

ready to hold out the generous hand of friendship. I wrote from the

first town we passed through. I only alluded to the destitute

condition in which I foresaw that I should find myself on arriving at

Havre-de-Grace, to which place I acknowledged that I was accompanying

Manon. I asked him for only fifty pistoles. 'You can remit it to me,'

said I to him, 'through the hands of the postmaster. You must perceive

that it is the last time I can by possibility trespass on your friendly

kindness; and my poor unhappy mistress being about to be exiled from

her country for ever, I cannot let her depart without supplying her

with some few comforts, to soften the sufferings of her lot, as well as

to assuage my own sorrows.'

"The gendarmes became so rapacious when they saw the violence of my

passion, continually increasing their demands for the slightest

favours, that they soon left me penniless. Love did not permit me to

put any bounds to my liberality. At Manon's side I was not master of

myself; and it was no longer by the hour that time was measured; rather

by the duration of whole days. At length, my funds being completely

exhausted, I found myself exposed to the brutal caprice of these six

wretches who treated me with intolerable rudeness--you yourself

witnessed it at Passy. My meeting with you was a momentary relaxation

accorded me by fate. Your compassion at the sight of my sufferings was

my only recommendation to your generous nature. The assistance which

you so liberally extended, enabled me to reach Havre, and the guards

kept their promise more faithfully than I had ventured to hope.

"We arrived at Havre. I went to the post-office: Tiberge had not yet

had time to answer my letter. I ascertained the earliest day I might

reckon upon his answer: it could not possibly arrive for two days

longer; and by an extraordinary fatality, our vessel was to sail on the

very morning of the day when the letter might be expected. I cannot

give you an idea of my despair. 'Alas!' cried I, 'even amongst the

unfortunate, I am to be ever the most wretched!'

"Manon replied: 'Alas! does a life so thoroughly miserable deserve the

care we bestow on ours? Let us die at Havre, dearest chevalier! Let

death at once put an end to our afflictions! Shall we persevere, and go

to drag on this hopeless existence in an unknown land, where we shall,

no doubt, have to encounter the most horrible pains, since it has been

their object to punish me by exile? Let us die,' she repeated, 'or do

at least in mercy rid me of life, and then you can seek another lot in

the arms of some happier lover.'

"'No, no, Manon,' said I; 'it is but too enviable a lot, in my

estimation, to be allowed to share your misfortunes.'

"Her observations made me tremble. I saw that she was overpowered by

her afflictions. I tried to assume a more tranquil air, in order to

dissipate such melancholy thoughts of death and despair.

"I resolved to adopt the same course in future; and I learned by the

results, that nothing is more calculated to inspire a woman with

courage than the demonstration of intrepidity in the man she loves.

"When I lost all hope of receiving the expected assistance from

Tiberge, I sold my horse; the money it brought, joined to what remained

of your generous gift, amounted to the small sum of forty pistoles; I

expended eight in the purchase of some necessary articles for Manon;

and I put the remainder by, as the capital upon which we were to rest

our hopes and raise our fortunes in America. I had no difficulty in

getting admitted on board the vessel. They were at the time looking

for young men as voluntary emigrants to the colony. The passage and

provisions were supplied gratis. I left a letter for Tiberge, which

was to go by the post next morning to Paris. It was no doubt written

in a tone calculated to affect him deeply, since it induced him to form

a resolution, which could only be carried into execution by the

tenderest and most generous sympathy for his unhappy friend.

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