CHAPTER XXXIV
A SHOT
In deep silence Gontram and Spero walked along the Champs-Elysees, whichat this time of the day was deserted. They were both indulging inday-dreams and permitted the magical spring air to affect them.
"Confound the slow pokes," cried the painter at length, after the twoyoung men had been walking up and down for over an hour; "I will godirectly to the point."
Spero looked up in amazement. Buried in thought, he believed his friendhad spoken to him, and so he said confusedly:
"Excuse me, Gontram, I was thinking of something else and didn't catchyour meaning."
"Oh, I was only thinking aloud," replied the painter, laughing, "but itis best if I talk the matter over with you. I will sooner reach adecision."
"I do not understand," stammered Spero.
"I believe you; but do you know that we are both in the same boat?"
"How so?"
"Oh, I do not wish to pry into your secrets, but hope that you willlisten quietly to my confession and then give me your opinion."
"A confession? Have you any debts? You know very well--"
"That your purse is open to me I know, but I want to make a loan withyour heart."
"Speak quickly; what is the matter?"
"It is about the solution of a problem which has already brought many aman to the brink of despair."
"Gontram!"
"Yes, look at me; it is unfortunately true. One of the most interestingchapters in Rabelais's 'Pantagruel' is devoted to the theme."
Spero was not in the humor for any literary discussion, and so he firmlysaid:
"If Rabelais handled this theme, he did it undoubtedly in a more worthyway than I could possibly have done."
"H'm, Rabelais merely gives the question, but does not answer it."
"You are speaking in riddles," said the vicomte, laughing, "and, as youknow, I have very little acquaintance with practical life."
"But you know 'Pantagruel'?"
"Yes, but--"
"Panurge asks his master, 'Shall I marry or shall I not marry?' andPantagruel replies, 'Marry or do not marry, just as you feel inclined.'"
"Ah, so that is the question you wish to place before me?" said Spero.
"Yes."
"But why do you come to me for my advice in such a delicate matter?"
"Because I have confidence in you," replied the painter, warmly.
"Thank you," said the vicomte, cordially; "in questions of ordinary lifeI know as little as a child. I think it is a misfortune to always livealone."
"Then you advise me to marry?"
"If the woman you have selected is worthy to be your wife."
For a time they were both silent, and then Spero continued:
"I think marriage must be based upon unlimited mutual esteem."
"You are right. You have, no doubt, observed that the young lady whom Iconducted through the parlor this evening--"
Spero trembled and uttered a low cry. The painter looked suspiciously athim, but the vicomte laughingly said that he had knocked against astone, and so the painter continued:
"The young lady has captivated me--"
"Of which lady are you speaking?" asked the vicomte, uneasily.
"Of the pretty blonde, Mademoiselle de Larsagny!"
"Ah! she is certainly very handsome," cried Spero, breathing morefreely.
"Don't you think so?" exclaimed Gontram, enthusiastically. "That is theyoung lady I mean."
"In that case I can only congratulate you on the choice you have made."
"Thank you. Then you think Carmen de Larsagny charming?"
"Yes. From what I have seen of the young lady she deserves the love ofsuch a splendid fellow as you are."
"If I were to obey the voice of love," said Gontram, "I would go to hernow and say: 'I love you--be mine!'"
"And why do you hesitate? You love her, do you not?"
"I suppose so; Carmen is charming. This evening I was at the point ofproposing--"
"Well? and--"
"That is just the point. Spero, have you never had a feeling whichcaused you to leave undone something which your heart prompted you todo? Several times this evening a feeling of coming misfortune overcameme, so that I had great trouble to retain my cheerfulness."
"Such things are sometimes deceiving," said Spero.
"That may be, but every time I think of a marriage with Carmen a feelingof uneasiness overcomes me."
"That is merely nervous excitement."
"I am in love and--"
"Well, you hesitate?"
"I have not told you everything yet. I committed an indiscretion."
"Of what nature?"
"I embraced Mademoiselle de Larsagny and kissed her."
"Ah! and the young girl?"
"Did not repulse me. Now shall I marry or not?"
"What does your heart tell you?"
"My heart is like Pantagruel. It knows no decided answer."
"Good. If you follow my advice, marry the girl. A kiss between two goodyoung people is as binding as an engagement."
"You are right, a hundred times right, and yet the moment I pressed mylips to hers I felt a pain in my heart. If I only knew the cause of thisfright which seizes me every time I think of Carmen."
"Perhaps it is her father, Monsieur de Larsagny, who does not inspireyou with confidence?" said Spero after a pause.
In the meantime the two friends reached the Arc de Triomphe and walkedup and down the woods.
"Perhaps you are right," said Gontram, answering the vicomte's lastquestion. "I know very little of Monsieur de Larsagny, and yet I couldswear that there are some dark spots in his past."
At this moment a shot sounded in the still night, and the friends stoodstill and looked at each other in surprise.
"What was that?" cried Spero.
"A shot, and, as I fear, a crime," said Gontram, softly.
The young men hurried in the direction from which the shot came, andwere soon in a small pathway which was lighted up by the faint gleam ofthe moon. On the ground a motionless form lay. Spero bent over it, and,uttering a hollow cry, he took it in his arms and clasped the head withits long, black, streaming hair to his bosom. It was Jane Zild whom thevicomte held in his arms. Near her lay a revolver.
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