Harriet Martineau

The Peasant and the Prince


Скачать книгу

did I hear just now that you wanted? Canary-birds, was it?”

      “Pigeons,”—“rabbits,” said the boys; “but never mind them now.”

      “O, but I do mind; you shall have some money for that too.”

      The bailiff explained that it was not poverty, but the law which interfered with the boys’ pleasures. Pigeons abounded in the wood, and could feed themselves; but it was against the law for any under the rank of a noble to keep them. The Dauphiness supposed this was all as it should be; for she was apt, through life, to believe that the nobles were by nature entitled to all things, and might give only such leavings as they did not wish for, to inferior people: yet she was pleased, and repaid the bailiff with a gracious smile, when he said that all laws melted away before the wishes of a royal bride, and that these peasant boys should have their rabbit-hutch and dove-cot henceforth, by special permission.

      None waved their caps more vehemently, none shouted “Long live the Dauphiness!” more vigorously, as the cavalcade set forth again, than Robin and Marc. When the last horseman vanished in the dust of the road, the attention of the crowd turned upon the favoured family of Randolphe. The poor man himself had retired overpowered, and no one could tell where he was. Charles was with Marie already. But the boys remained in the road; they were hoisted on the shoulders of their neighbours, having first delivered the precious gold pieces into the hands of the curd, lest they should lose Marie’s treasure in the bustle. Robin would not be carried a step towards home till he had been allowed to speak to Jérome. He threw his arms round the neck of the good-natured soldier, and said that it was he who had made Marie’s fortune. Then Jérome had to shake hands with every person in the crowd; and every man who had a house or cottage begged Jérome to be his guest. Jérome laughed, and said, that among so many he should not have known what to reply, and how to choose his host; but that he and his comrades were at Saint Menehould only for the occasion which was now passed, and before night they would be twenty miles off.

      Before sunset, accordingly, Jérome and the smoker were riding side by side on the road to fresh quarters, each with a fine bouquet of spring flowers at his breast, sent by Marie. They were talking of the events of the morning, of the sudden rescue of a worthy family from the depths of misery. The smoker could not be cheered even by what he had witnessed; and he spoke as gloomily and sententiously as if the pipe were now between his lips, and his words coming forth in a cloud of smoke. Jérome could not but own, however, that there was much truth in what he said, when he declared, “It is all very well, and I am glad this one family is saved. But it is only one of many hundred thousand miserable families. What is to become of all the rest, who may not have the luck to see a royal bride pass their way? It is not a few royal smiles and gold pieces, here and there, that will save the royal, or the noble, or the poor, while the law and the customs of the great oppress and destroy a hundred to pamper one. If this young Dauphiness were to do this deed over again every hour of the year, she could not do more than put off for a little while the storm that will burst upon her and all of us, when the poor can endure no more.”

      Конец ознакомительного фрагмента.

      Текст предоставлен ООО «ЛитРес».

      Прочитайте эту книгу целиком, купив полную легальную версию на ЛитРес.

      Безопасно оплатить книгу можно банковской картой Visa, MasterCard, Maestro, со счета мобильного телефона, с платежного терминала, в салоне МТС или Связной, через PayPal, WebMoney, Яндекс.Деньги, QIWI Кошелек, бонусными картами или другим удобным Вам способом.

/9j/4AAQSkZJRgABAQAAAQABAAD/2wBDAAMCAgMCAgMDAwMEAwMEBQgFBQQEBQoHBwYIDAoMDAsK CwsNDhIQDQ4RDgsLEBYQERMUFRUVDA8XGBYUGBIUFRT/2wBDAQMEBAUEBQkFBQkUDQsNFBQUFBQU FBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBQUFBT/wAARCAeoBXgDAREA AhEBAxEB/8QAHQAAAwEAAwEBAQAAAAAAAAAAAAECAwcICQYFBP/EAG8QAAIBAwIEBAMDBwUHDAsH FQECEQADEiExBBNBUQUGImEHCHEjMoEJFEJSkaGxFRYzYsEXJHJ0gtHTGCUmc4OSoqOys+HwNDdD Y2R1hJO0w9IZJzU2REZllKSlwtTxKFNUVoWV5DhFVWZ2R4bE/8QAGgEBAQADAQEAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAECAwQFBv/EADoRAQACAgAFAgQDBgYCAwEBAQABMREhAgNBYXEEURIyM4EFE6EUIkJSsdEVIzSR wfBTckNi4SSCRP/aAAwDAQACEQMRAD8A4ut2eaVF1FiIyr7TGbcHgPbFlyqIGU+1KpTItWwRy9xu oohDFGByMdop3UjhcdirEFd9KmpFMbVxUUmWPYVdSbOVtSoaWiZNKQFXaC2JH0q7E4vuGUidJqYk UR6hhbQxqR1q+ALYCy7WiHH6IqY64Mmqi87lWKgdGGlLC5UNkltJiCQNauOsB4QrZOqx1HSgRti0 6l7pbsDoKVclpVQ1rmc70Az9fap3yDIXQz2XUiYgiYpnrC+VOrDEqix1AFJz0NJYKRN2ys9BvTzC BFS5Aa0MQOvQ0sO4irKiyAp696TGAxat2cdzPemIg2hUtFZyJ10E0xAoWheDYXSoA2FPAQ5TYLmM u/egedu3k