第65章

类别:其他 作者:Haggard, H。 Rider字数:4073更新时间:18/12/26 16:43:37
Inoddedandwenton。 Iwentontoourchamber,forthereI thoughtthatIshouldfindOtomie。 Shesatinitalone,coldandbeautifulasthoughshehadbeenfashionedinmarble。 ’Ihaveburiedhimwiththebonesofhisbrethrenandhisforefathers,’shesaid,answeringthequestionthatmyeyesasked。 ’Itseemedbestthatyoushouldseehimnomore,lestyourheartshouldbreak。’ ’Itiswell,’Ianswered;’butmyheartisbrokenalready。’ ’Isthemurdererdead?’shesaidpresentlyintheverywordsofDiaz。 ’Heisdead。’ ’How?’ Itoldherinfewwords。 ’Youshouldhaveslainhimyourself;ourson’sbloodisnotavenged。’ ’Ishouldhaveslainhim,butinthathourIdidnotseekvengeance,Iwatcheditfallfromheaven,andwascontent。 Perchanceitisbestso。 Theseekingofvengeancehasbroughtallmysorrowsuponme;vengeancebelongstoGodandnottoman,asI havelearnedtoolate。’ ’Idonotthinkso,’saidOtomie,andthelookuponherfacewasthatlookwhichIhadseenwhenshesmotetheTlascalan,whenshetauntedMarina,andwhenshedanceduponthepyramid,theleaderofthesacrifice。 ’HadIbeeninyourplace,Iwouldhavekilledhimbyinches。 WhenIhaddonewithhim,thenthedevilsmightbegin,notbefore。 Butitisofnoaccount;everythingisdonewith,allaredead,andmyheartwiththem。 Noweat,foryouareweary。’ SoIate,andafterwardsIcastmyselfuponthebedandslept。 InthedarknessIheardthevoiceofOtomiethatsaid,’Awake,I wouldspeakwithyou,’andtherewasthatabouthervoicewhichstirredmefrommyheavysleep。 ’Speakon,’Isaid。 ’Whereareyou,Otomie?’ ’Seatedatyourside。 Icannotrest,soIamseatedhere。 Listen。 Many,manyyearsagowemet,whenyouwerebroughtbyGuatemocfromTobasco。 Ah!welldoIremembermyfirstsightofyou,theTeule,inthecourtofmyfatherMontezuma,atChapoltepec。 IlovedyouthenasIhavelovedyoueversince。 AtleastIhavenevergoneastrayafterstrangegods,’andshelaughedbitterly。 ’Whydoyoutalkofthesethings,Otomie?’Iasked。 ’Becauseitismyfancytodoso。 Cannotyousparemeonehourfromyoursleep,whohavesparedyousomany? Yourememberhowyouscornedme——oh!IthoughtIshouldhavediedofshamewhen,afterI hadcausedmyselftobegiventoyouaswife,thewifeofTezcat,youtoldmeofthemaidacrosstheseas,thatLilymaidwhosetokenisstillsetuponyourfinger。 ButIlivedthroughitandIlovedyouthebetterforyourhonesty,andthenyouknowtherest。 IwonyoubecauseIwasbraveandlayatyoursideuponthestoneofsacrifice,whereyoukissedmeandtoldmethatyoulovedme。 Butyouneverlovedme,nottruly,allthewhileyouwerethinkingoftheLilymaid。 Iknewitthen,asIknowitnow,thoughItriedtodeceivemyself。 Iwasbeautifulinthosedaysandthisissomethingwithaman。 Iwasfaithfulandthatismore,andonceortwiceyouthoughtthatyoulovedme。 NowIwishthatthoseTeuleshadcomeanhourlater,andwehaddiedtogetherthereuponthestone,thatisIwishitformyownsake,notforyours。 Thenweescapedandthegreatstrugglecame。 ItoldyouthenthatI understooditall。 Youhadkissedmeonthestoneofsacrifice,butinthatmomentyouwereasonedead;whenyoucamebacktolife,itwasotherwise。 Butfortunetookthegameoutofyourhandsandyoumarriedme,andsworeanoathtome,andthisoathyouhavekeptfaithfully。 Youmarriedmebutyoudidnotknowwhomyoumarried;youthoughtmebeautiful,andsweet,andtrue,andallthesethingsIwas,butyoudidnotunderstandthatIwasfarapartfromyou,thatIwasstillasavageasmyforefathershadbeen。 YouthoughtthatIhadlearnedyourways,perchanceevenyouthoughtthatIreverencedyourGod,asforyoursakeIhavestriventodo,butallthewhileIhavefollowedthewaysofmyownpeopleandIcouldnotquiteforgetmyowngods,orattheleasttheywouldnotsufferme,theirservant,toescapethem。 ForyearsandyearsIputthemfromme,butatlasttheywereavengedandmyheartmasteredme,orrathertheymasteredme,forIknewnothingofwhatIdidsomefewnightssince,whenIcelebratedthesacrificetoHuitzelandyousawmeattheancientrites。 ’AlltheseyearsyouhadbeentruetomeandIhadborneyouchildrenwhomyouloved;butyoulovedthemfortheirownsake,notformine,indeed,atheartyouhatedtheIndianbloodthatwasmixedintheirveinswithyours。 Mealsoyoulovedinacertainfashionandthishalfloveofyoursdrovemewellnighmad;suchasitwas,itdiedwhenyousawmedistraughtandcelebratingtheritesofmyforefathersontheteocalliyonder,andyouknewmeforwhatIam,asavage。 Andnowthechildrenwholinkedustogetheraredead——onebyonetheydiedinthiswayandinthat,forthecursewhichfollowsmyblooddescendeduponthem——andyourloveformeisdeadwiththem。 Ialoneremainalive,amonumentofpastdays,andIdiealso。 ’Nay,besilent;listentome,formytimeisshort。 Whenyoubademecallyou“husband“nolonger,thenIknewthatitwasfinished。 Iobeyyou,Iputyoufromme,youarenomoremyhusband,andsoonIshallceasetobeyourwife;still,Teule,Iprayyoulistentome。 Nowitseemstoyouinyoursorrow,thatyourdaysaredoneandthatthereisnohappinessleftforyou。 Thisisnotso。 Youarestillbutamaninthebeginningofmiddleage,andyouareyetstrong。 Youwillescapefromthisruinedland,andwhenyoushakethedustofitoffyourfeetitscurseshallfallfromyou;youwillreturntoyourownplace,andthereyouwillfindonewhohasawaitedyourcomingformanyyears。 Therethesavagewomanwhomyoumatedwith,theprincessofafallenhouse,willbecomebutafantasticmemorytoyou,andallthesestrangeeventfulyearswillbeasamidnightdream。 Onlyyourloveforthedeadchildrenwillalwaysremain,theseyoumustalwayslovebydayandbynight,andthedesireofthem,thatdesireforthedeadthanwhichthereisnothingmoreterrible,shallfollowyoutoyourgrave,andIamgladthatitshouldbeso,forIwastheirmotherandsomethoughtofmemustgowiththem。 ThisalonetheLilymaidhaslefttome,andthereonlyIshallprevailagainsther,for,Teule,nochildofhersshalllivetorobyourheartofthememoryofthoseIgaveyou。 ’Oh!Ihavewatchedyoubydayandbynight:Ihaveseenthelonginginyoureyesforafacewhichyouhavelostandforthelandofyouryouth。 Behappy,youshallgainboth,forthestruggleisendedandtheLilymaidhasbeentoostrongforme。 I growweakandIhavelittlemoretosay。 Wepart,andperhapsforever,forwhatistherebetweenussavethesoulsofthosedeadsonsofours? Sinceyoudesiremenomore,thatImaymakeourseveranceperfect,nowinthehourofmydeathIrenounceyourgodsandIseekmyown,thoughIthinkthatIloveyoursandhatethoseofmypeople。 Isthereanycommunionbetweenthem? Wepart,andperchanceforever,yetIprayofyoutothinkofmekindly,forI havelovedyouandIloveyou;Iwasthemotherofyourchildren,whombeingChristian,youwillmeetagain。 Iloveyounowandforalways。 Iamgladtohavelivedbecauseyoukissedmeonthestoneofsacrifice,andafterwardsIboreyousons。 Theyareyoursandnotmine;itseemstomenowthatIonlycaredforthembecausetheywereyours,andtheylovedyouandnotme。 Takethem——taketheirspiritsasyouhavetakeneverything。 Yousworethatdeathaloneshouldseverus,andyouhavekeptyouroathintheletterandinthethought。 ButnowIgototheHousesoftheSuntoseekmyownpeople,andtoyou,Teule,withwhomIhavelivedmanyyearsandseenmuchsorrow,butwhomIwillnolongercallhusband,sinceyouforbademesotodo,Isay,makenomockofmetotheLilymaid。 Speakofmetoheraslittleasyoumay——behappyand—— farewell!’ Nowasshespokeevermorefaintly,andIlistenedbewildered,thelightofdawngrewslowlyinthechamber。 ItgatheredonthewhiteshapeofOtomieseatedinachairhardbythebed,andIsawthatherarmshungdownandthatherheadwasrestingonthebackofthechair。 NowIsprangupandpeeredintoherface。 Itwaswhiteandcold,andIcouldfeelnobreathuponherlips。 Iseizedherhand,thatalsowascold。 Ispokeintoherear,Ikissedherbrow,butshedidnotmovenoranswer。 Thelightgrewquickly,andnowIsawall。 Otomiewasdead,andbyherownact。 Thiswasthemannerofherdeath。 ShehaddrunkofapoisonofwhichtheIndianshavethesecret,apoisonthatworksslowlyandwithoutpain,leavingtheminduncloudedtotheend。 Itwaswhileherlifewasfadingfromherthatshehadspokentomethussadlyandbitterly。 Isatuponthebedandgazedather。 Ididnotweep,formytearsweredone,andasIhavesaid,whateverImightfeelnothingcouldbreakmycalmanymore。 AndasIgazedagreattendernessandsorrowtookholdofme,andIlovedOtomiebetternowthatshewasdeadbeforemethaneverIhaddoneinherlifedays,andthisissayingmuch。 Irememberedherinthegloryofheryouthasshewasinthecourtofherroyalfather,Irememberedthelookwhichshehadgivenmewhenshesteppedtomysideuponthestoneofsacrifice,andthatotherlookwhenshedefiedCuitlahuatheemperor,whowouldhaveslainme。 OncemoreIseemedtohearhercryofbittersorrowassheuncoveredthebodyofthedeadbabeourfirstborn,andtoseeherswordinhandstandingovertheTlascalan。 ManythingscamebacktomeinthatsadhourofdawnwhileI watchedbythecorpseofOtomie。 Therewastruthinherwords,I hadneverforgottenmyfirstloveandoftenIdesiredtoseeherface。 ButitwasnottruetosaythatIhadnoloveforOtomie。