Chapter 11 -2

"But there's religion," I cried, "and, sir, there's charity, and humanity, and . . . " "These are the stumbling blocks in the road to happiness. If my happiness has been consolidated, it is on the ruins of these vile prejudices which have been cast aside. It is from my contempt for divine and human law that I am It was by sacrificing the weak when they found the weak in the way, by the honesty of fooling the public, by destroying the poor and robbing the rich, that I climbed the steep temple of my former god. The way is laid out in your The eyes are as open to mine, will you not learn from my example? Has the illusory morality you love comforted you for your sacrifice? There is no time, poor woman, there is no time, weep for your mistakes Suffer, and try to find in the phantom of your reverence all that you have lost in worshiping it, if you can!"

Said the cruel Roland, throwing himself on me again.This time, I was almost strangled by him.He didn't let me go until he was satisfied, and said I was lucky because he didn't have time to do more things. The next day, before setting off, the damned fellow presented us with a new scene of extreme savagery and cruelty.Everyone in the castle thought that Roland's sister was going with him, and he had her dressed for going out.When it was time to mount, he led her to us. "This is your place, low woman," he said to her, ordering her to undress, "and I will remind my companions to leave them with a pledge of the woman they think I love the most. But, Since only a certain number of men are needed here, and the road I'm going in is dangerous, perhaps my weapon will come in handy, so I must try my pistol on one of the whores."

As he said these words, he loaded a gun and pointed it at our chests one by one, and finally at his sister. "Go, bitch," he cried, crushing her head, "go and tell the devil that Roland, the richest villain in the world, is the most savage offender to him and to God." The unfortunate woman did not die at once, but struggled for a long time in chains, and the shameless rascal watched the frightful scene with indifference, and then went away. The day after Roland left, everything changed.The man who succeeded him was gentle and reasonable.He immediately ordered us all to be unchained.

He said to us very kindly: "Women don't deserve this. Animals should drive the machines. Our business is sinful enough, and there is no need to add superfluous cruelty to offend God." He settled us in the castle, made no demands on me, and let me take over the work of sister Laurent.Other women do the job of grinding coins, which is no doubt much easier, and rewarded, as I am, with a comfortable bedroom and good food. Two months later, M. Darville, who had succeeded Roland, told us that his predecessor had arrived safely in Venice, had settled there, had grown rich, and was enjoying as peaceful and happy a life as he could hope for.However, that was not the fate of the man who succeeded him.The unlucky Mr. Darville went about his business with such rigidity that he did not deserve to be wiped out in a moment.

One day, everything was quiet in the castle.Under the good master, the work was done merrily, though it was a crime.Suddenly, the gate was slammed open, and before our men had time to think of resisting, the whole house was filled with more than sixty mounted policemen.Had to surrender, there was no other way to go.They tied us all up like cattle, on horses, and took us to Grenoble.When I entered the city, I thought to myself, "Oh, my God! I was crazy to believe that I would be lucky when I arrived in this city, and I didn't know that the guillotine was waiting for me! ... Oh, people What a false premonition!"

The counterfeiters were immediately tried in court, and all were sentenced to hang.They saw my brand and saved almost all of the interrogation.Just as I was about to serve my sentence like everyone else, I finally had the mercy of the Chief Justice.Here is a perfect judge, an amiable citizen, and a learned philosopher, whose wisdom and benevolence will forever engrave his name in golden letters in the temple of Themis.He listened to my complaint, believed in my honesty, believed that my ordeal was real, and paid more attention to my case than any of his colleagues.O great man! I pay you my respects, and hope that the gratitude of a wretched woman will not be a burden to you, but she praises you and makes your kindness known to the world

, which will always be the greatest comfort to her. Mr. Se himself acted as my defense attorney.My appeal was heard, and his eloquence cleared heads.The testimonies of the counterfeiters who were about to be executed also supported the lawyers who were eager to help me. I was declared in court as an innocent victim and tempted, and I was exempted from all prosecutions.I was completely free to do whatever I wanted.In addition to these, the benefactor also managed to get me a donation of more than fifty louis, and I finally saw the dawn of happiness shining before my eyes.Finally, my premonition seemed to be coming true.But just when I thought I had come to the end of my troubles, God assured me that such a day was not far off.

After my release from prison, I lived in an inn across the bridge from Isère, on the suburban side.They reassured me that I would be treated decently if I lived there.Following Mr. Sai's advice, I intend to stay there for a few days and try to find a job in the city. If I can't succeed with the letter of recommendation that Mr. Sai bestowed on me, I will return to Lyon.I only eat so-called set meals at this hotel.The next day, I found a well-dressed fat lady watching me closely.She called herself the Baroness, and I observed her carefully, and I felt that I recognized her, so we walked across at the same time, facing each other, like two people who recognize each other but can't remember where they have seen each other.

Finally, the baroness took me aside and said to me: "Therese, am I not mistaken? You are not the girl I rescued ten years ago from the Paris Inquisition prison? You don't remember Dub Mrs. Watt?" This discovery did not please me, but I answered her politely.I was dealing with the most cunning and skilful woman in France, and there was no way of getting rid of her.Dubois was very polite to me, telling me that she and the whole town were interested in my fate.If she had known that the case was related to me, she would not have been unable to untie the relationship. She claimed that several judges were her friends.I was always weak, so I let her lead me into her room, and told her all the misfortunes that had happened to me.

She kissed me again, and said to me, "Dear friend, I have brought you into my room to tell you that I have become rich, and that everything I have is available to you. Take a look," said Then, she opened several caskets, which were filled with gold and diamonds, "This is the result of my ability. If I worshiped morality like you, I would be locked up in prison today or hanged long ago. " "Oh, ma'am," I said to her, "if you have acquired these things by criminal means, a just God will not let you enjoy them for long in the end." "You are mistaken," said Dubois to me. "Don't think that God is always partial to virtue, and may the momentary ease not blind you so much. Paul does evil, Pierre does good." , so that the law of God is maintained in balance. Nature requires a balance of good and evil in equal measure. Crime is a thing which indifferences nature more than good. Listen, Therese, and listen to me, "This makes people The fallen woman sat down and let me sit beside her, and said: "You are very clever, my child, and I intend to convince you at last."

"It is not man's choice of morality that makes man happy, dear girl, because morality, like evil, is only a way of dealing with the world, so it is not necessary to do good or evil, but to follow the crowd. He who leaves the crowd is always wrong. In a world of perfect morality, I would advise you to be moral, for since rewards are connected with it, happiness must follow. And in a world of perfect corruption In the world, I will advise you to do evil. The man who does not follow the crowd must perish. He encounters only obstacles anytime and anywhere. Since he is the weakest man, he will be smashed to pieces. The law wants to restore order, so that It is in vain for men to return to morality. Virtue is too heavy for it, not successful enough. It can only take a man out of the old ways of common people for a while, but not forever. The general interest of all lies in corruption. Those who are unwilling to fall together will be against the good of the whole. And what happiness can be expected from the man who is continually rebelling against the good of all? You may object to me that it is vice to be against the good of all. In a world composed of equal parts, I agree with you, because then the interests of some people clearly violate the interests of others. But in a world of complete corruption, this is not the case. At this time, I The evil deeds harm only the wicked, and cause the wicked to produce other evils, so that they are compensated, so that I and they are happy. This vibration spreads and becomes a variety of collisions and injuries, of which Everyone immediately gains what he has just lost, and is therefore in a state of constant happiness. Evil is only dangerous for a weak, timid morality that never dares to do anything. But when morality is no longer As long as the earth exists, when its tiresome reign is over, the evil that offends only the evil will bring about other evils, but no longer corrupt morality. You keep going against everyone, Tyrese , how can one not fail a thousand times in life? If you throw yourself into the rapids, you will find the harbor as I did. Can he who swims upstream cover the same distance in the same day as he who sails downstream? You always speak of God to me, alas, who can prove to you that this God loves order, and thus morality? Has not God always given you examples of his injustice and illegitimacy? He puts war, plague, Does it show you that it loves to do good, that it sends famine into the world, and that it makes up a world full of wicked men? Since it itself works only in evil, and that nothing but evil and corruption is in its works, its There is only evil and chaos in the will, so why do you think that it does not like the wicked? Besides, who is the motive that makes us do evil? Doesn’t it come from it? Is there anything we feel that does not come from it? What desire is not its work? Therefore, what reason is there that it makes us or gives us this or that inclination to like what is harmful to it, or what is beneficial to it? Therefore, if evil is Serving it, why should we resistWhat right do we have to try to destroy evil? Why should we stifle the voice of evil? A little more philosopher's attitude towards the world will at once restore order and make judges and legislators see : The vices which they so sternly rebuke and punish, sometimes do more good than the virtues which they proclaim, which they themselves do not practice and never pay for. " I replied: "Unfortunately, Madame, if I am too weak to accept such a terrible theory as yours, how can you manage to suffocate the remorse that is always born in my heart?" "Guilt is an illusory thing," DuBois told me. "My dear Therese, it is nothing but the foolish groan of a cowardly heart that dares not destroy it." "Kill it, okay?" "It's so easy. People only get guilty about things they're not used to doing. Do things that make you feel guilty too often, and the guilt will go away in no time. Fight guilt with the torch of desire, the powerful laws of interest, and you'll be able to Dispel it quickly. Guilt doesn't prove a crime, it just indicates an easily conquered soul. There is an absurd order preventing you from getting out of this room right now, even though you're sure you won't do any damage by getting out of the room. Guilt can be created. So it is not only crime that can cause guilt. If you really believe that sin is trivial and that it is necessary to nature in general, then you can easily overcome the feeling of guilt after sin. remorse, like a ludicrous injunction to keep you out of this house, which kills the remorse that arises in you as soon as you get out. One must set out to analyze exactly what the alleged crime is, and one must believe that it is only Because it violates the laws and customs of their own people, it is called a crime. What is called a crime in France is not a crime beyond two hundred leagues. No act on earth is really and generally considered to be a crime. Is crime, none of which is considered bad, sinful behavior here, is not seen as admirable, moral thousands of miles away. Everything is the result of public opinion and geographical location, so plan to force yourself It is absurd to commit a morality that is only evil elsewhere and to avoid a crime that is a noble behavior elsewhere. Now, I want to ask you, after such deliberation, I have committed a crime in France that is only a virtue in China because of pleasure or profit. Shall I still be guilty of the crimes I committed in France? And should I make myself very unhappy and terribly embarrassing in order to do something good in France that I would have been burned alive in Siam? And if remorse is only due to prohibition Is it wise to keep such remorse in one's mind because of the residual bondage that does not seem to be due to a certain act? Wouldn't it be foolish not to suffocate such guilt immediately? As long as we are accustomed to see the act that produces remorse as Irrelevant, however bad it may be, may be repeated as often as possible, provided we make a thoughtful study of the manners and customs of all the peoples of the earth, and then know clearly that the act itself is insignificant. and even worse than before, habit is formed, and habit and reason at once destroy remorse, this dark impulse which is only the result of ignorance and education. Then we feel , since nothing is really evil, guilt is absurd. It is cowardice not to dare to do everything that is useful or pleasant to us, despite the obstacles that must be overcome. I am forty-five, Therese , I was fourteen years old when I committed my first crime. This crime freed me from all shackles that bound me, and I have since continued to engage in crime-born businesses and accumulate wealth for myself, so that no One crime I did not commit, or at the instigation of, I never felt guilty about. Anyway, I'm about toHaving achieved my goal, I only need to do two or three more good things to go from doomed to mediocrity to earning more than 50,000 livres a year.I'm going to say it again, honey, I'm well on my way down this path, and I've never felt the edge of guilt.Although once in a while, I will immediately fall from the peak to the bottomless abyss, and I will not have any regrets. I will only blame human beings and my own clumsiness, but my conscience is always calm. " I replied: "Well, ma'am, but reason on your own principles, and since my conscience was not used to overcome those prejudices you call, what right have you to expect my conscience to be as hard as yours?" ?Why do you ask my mind, which is fundamentally different from yours, to accept your theories? You think that there is a certain amount of good and evil in nature, so there must be a certain number of people who do good and others who do evil. Then , it is in accordance with the laws of nature that I wish to do good, so how can you ask me to deviate from nature and follow your rules? You say that you get happiness from what you have experienced, so why can't I, madam, be in Have I also found happiness in my life? Besides, don't you think that the vigilant eye of the law can keep the criminals safe for a long time. You have just seen a remarkable example; Of the criminals, only one survived, the other fourteen were ignominiously executed." "Is this a case of what you call misfortune?" Dubois went on. "But what is a disgrace to a man who no longer speaks of principle? When we have transcended everything, honor is in our eyes." It's just a prejudice, reputation is irrelevant, religion is just a castle in the air, and death is nothing but complete extinction. So, is it not the same thing to die on the guillotine or on your own bed? Teres, there are two kinds of villains in the world, one One has strong assets, a good reputation, and is protected from a tragic end; the other is doomed to die if caught. The latter is born with nothing, and if he has brains, he can only have one wish, and that is, whatever it takes Get rich at any cost. If he succeeds, he has what he wants, he must be very happy; if he fails, what regrets does he have? Because he has nothing to lose. Therefore, the law has no effect on all gangsters, because the law cannot strike those who are powerful. And it cannot deter those who are unlucky, because breaking the law is at best a death." "Don't you think," I continued, "that a just God is waiting in another world for those who are not afraid to sin in this world?" "I think," went on the dangerous woman, "that if there were a God, there would be less evil in the world. I think that, since there is evil in the world, there must be evil by the order of God, In that case, he is a barbaric being; or in that case, he is incapable of stopping evil, in which case he is an impotent god. In both cases, he is an abomination, so, I should fight him His punishment, contempt of his laws. Ah! Tyrese, is not atheism much stronger than either of these extremes? This is my opinion, my dear girl, I have held it since I was a child, and I am sure of it all my life. will never give it up.” "You make me tremble, ma'am," I said, rising, "forgive me for not being able to listen to your sophistry and blasphemy." "Wait a minute, Thérèse," said Dubois, holding me back. "Even if I failed to convince your reason, did I win your heart? I need you, don't refuse to help me. Here are a thousand louis , it will be yours after it is done." At this moment, guided only by my inclination to do good, I immediately asked Dubois what was the matter, because I thought that if I could, I would stop the evil she was about to do. "Well," she said to me, "have you noticed that young merchant from Lyons who has been eating here for the past four or five days?" "Who? Dubreuil?" "It's him." "how?" "He is in love with you, he whispered to me. He is very fond of your dignity and gentleness. Your innocence and virtue fascinate him. This romantic young man has a little box by his bed, in which There are eight hundred thousand francs in gold coins or bills. I want to convince this man that you agree to meet him. What does it matter to you? I urged him to propose to you to go out of town together. Reassure him that things will go well between him and you during the walk. You want to keep him happy and keep him out for as long as possible, and I'll take this opportunity to steal from him, but I Not to run away. When his bills have arrived in Turin, I am still in Grenoble. We will do everything possible to prevent him from suspecting us, and pretend to be helping to find us. Then I will announce that I am leaving, so that , he won't be surprised. Follow me after I'm gone, and the thousand louis will be yours when we reach Piedmont." ① Italian cities. —— Annotation I decided to tell him that someone was going to steal Dubreuil, and I said to Dubois: "I agree, Madame. However," in order to better confuse this wicked woman, I added, "Please Think about it, since Mr. Dubreuil has fallen in love with me, if I tell him about it or take refuge in him, wouldn't it be more rewarding than you asking me to betray him?" Dubois said: "That's great! I said you are a good student, you can master it as soon as you learn it. I began to believe that your talent and your criminal skills are much better than mine! Okay," she said, picking up her pen Just write: "This is my check for 20,000 ecu. Do you still dare to refuse me now?" I took the check and said: "I dare not, Madame, but please at least remember that I yielded to your temptations because I am so weak and so erring because of my present desperate situation." Madame Dubois said: "I would have liked to attribute your cleverness, but you are better off. Let me blame you for your misery, as you please. You will only have to help, and you will be satisfied." Everything was arranged, and that night, I began to pose a little to Dubreuil, and I found out that he was indeed interested in me. I couldn't have been in a more embarrassing position then: even if it was worth ten thousand times more gold, I would undoubtedly be far from serving the crime she suggested.However, I still can't bear to expose this woman. I am very unwilling to ruin the reputation of such a woman who saved me ten years ago.I wanted to find a way to prevent the crime and keep her impunity, and if it was someone other than a wicked woman like Dubois, I would certainly be able to achieve my goal.So I decided, not knowing at the time that the plot of this terrible woman would not only destroy the whole edifice in which I intended to live a decent life, but that I was being punished for trying to be decent. On the day of going for a walk, Dubois invited us to dinner in her room.We accepted the invitation, and after dinner Dubreuil and I went downstairs to hasten the carriage prepared for us.Dubois did not come down with us, so that I had a few moments alone with Dubreuil before we set off. "Sir," I said to him very quickly, "listen to what I have to say, don't say anything, and especially do what I say. Do you have any reliable friends in this hotel?" "Yes, I have a young partner who I trust as much as I trust myself." "Well, sir, go at once and tell him not to leave your room for a minute while we are walking." "But I've got the key to the room. What's the point of this extra precaution?" "This precaution is much more important than you think, sir, do it, I beg you, or I won't go out with you. The woman who took us to dinner just now is very bad, she arranged for us to go out together." Just to make it easier for you to steal your property while you're away. Come on, sir. She's watching us, she's a dangerous person. Give your friend the key to your room, Don't leave the room until we get back. We'll talk to you about the rest when we get in the car." Dubreuil understood, squeezed my hand tightly, expressed his thanks, and then rushed to tell his friend.As soon as he came back, we set off.On the way, I told him the ins and outs of the matter, and told him about my misfortune. I told him all the ups and downs of my life, and how I met such a woman under such unfortunate circumstances.This honest and sensitive young man expressed his strongest gratitude for my willingness to help him.He was concerned about my misfortunes, and offered to alleviate them by marrying me. He said to me: "Miss, it would be a great pleasure if I could make up for the harshness of fate. I am my own master, and I am not dependent on anyone. I am going to Geneva to carry out a large sum of money. It is your kindness which has saved me. Please come with me there, and when I get there, I will be your husband, and you will go to Lyon as my wife; if you prefer, madam. , if you are still a little worried, then wait until you get to my hometown before marrying me." I was so flattered by such an offer that I dared not refuse it.But it would be inappropriate to just accept it without Dubreuil knowing everything that might make him regret it.I am very grateful to him for being considerate of my emotions, so I did not accept his urging.I am really unlucky! Happiness always flashes before my eyes like this, but it just makes me unable to grasp it firmly, and it makes me heartbroken again and again! Do I have to put myself into disaster! As we talked, we found ourselves two leagues from the town.We are going to get out of the car for a walk on the boulevards and enjoy the fresh air of the Isère.At this moment, Dubreuille suddenly told me that he was very ill, got out of the car, and vomited profusely.I immediately called for someone to carry him into the car, and rushed to the city again.Dubreuil was in so much pain that he had to be carried into the room.His condition startled his partner, who was in his room, and did not go out as he had ordered.The doctor is here, God!Dubreuil had been poisoned! As soon as I received the sad news, I ran to Dubois' room.This vicious woman!She's gone.When I went back to my room, my wardrobe had been ripped open, and what little money and old clothes I had had disappeared.Someone told me: Dubois has been running in the direction of Turin for at least three hours.There is no doubt that she is the murderer.When she came to Dubreuil's room, she suddenly found someone there, and she was very angry, and wanted to take revenge on me.At dinner she poisoned Dubreuille, so that when he came back, if she succeeded in stealing, the unfortunate young man would have no time to pursue the woman who stole the money, but his own life. , she can escape without incident.And, with him dying in my arms, I looked more suspicious than she was.There isn't any evidence to infer that she was involved in such a plot, but how could it not be? I ran to Dubreuil's room again, but I was no longer allowed near him.I complained why they didn't let me pass, they said the reason.The poor man was dying, and could only pray to God in silence.Still, he excused me, and he vouched for my innocence.He made it clear that no charges could be brought against me, and he died.No sooner had he closed his eyes than his partner came to tell me the news and reassure me.well!How can I calm down?How can I not poignantly mourn the loss of such a good man, who so graciously rescued me from misery? Can I not hate the vile theft which brought me back just as I was about to escape Distress? I shouted: Evil woman! This is the result of the principles you believe in. It is no wonder that people spurn it, and the righteous people will definitely punish it! However, I only think from the side that has been hurt. What is the use of reasoning like this? Dubois made a lot of ill-gotten gains, and her criminal activities have of course given me very different results. I told everything to Fabois, M. Dubreuil's partner, how the woman had plotted against his partner, and what misfortunes had happened to me.He was very sympathetic to me, expressed his sincere regret at the death of Dubreuil, and accused me of being too cautious and not reporting Dubois' plan immediately after learning about it.We agreed that the she-devil would only need four hours to get to safety before we had time to have her hunted down, and that would cost us a lot of money.Besides, if we press charges, we will definitely implicate the hotel owner deeply, he will do everything possible to justify himself, and in the end it may ruin my reputation, and I, I have only narrowly escaped being arrested in Grenoble. hanged identity.These reasons convinced me, and terrified me so much that I resolved to leave the city without saying good-bye to Mr. Cy, my protector.Dubreuil's friend agreed with my decision, and told me straight out that if the matter arose, however careful he might be, the statements he would have to make would only be against me, since I was very close to Dubois. , and finally took a walk with Dubreuil.Therefore, he advised me to hurry away and not see anyone.He also wanted me to believe that no action would be taken against me on his part, because of all that had just happened he could only accuse me of weakness. I took Vabois's opinions into account, and I was quite right to admit them, especially since I certainly seemed to be under serious suspicion, but I was certainly not at fault.The only thing in my favor was my exhortation to Dubreuil before the walk, but if it was wrongly interpreted before his death, wouldn't it be irrefutable evidence of my participation in the conspiracy?After thinking about this, I immediately made up my mind and told Vabois. He said to me, "I do hope that my friend has entrusted me with a few favors for you, and that I would be more than happy to honor those arrangements. I even wish he had told me that you advised him to keep room. But he didn't say anything. So I just did what he told me to do. You suffered misfortune for him, and I should have done what I could for you, but I was too young and my means were limited, and I could All that was done was to return Dubreuil's accounts to his family at once. Allow me, therefore, to ask you to accept the little help I can only offer you, here are five Louises, in my native village of the Saône Xialong also has an upright businesswoman. She will stay in Lyon for twenty-four hours to deal with some matters, and then she is going to go back. I will entrust you to her." Farbois led me to this Madame Bertrand, and said to her: "This is the girl I told you about, and I have entrusted her to you. She wants to find a job. I beg you, I beg you as for my own sister, help him as much as possible to find her a job in our city that suits her, her origins, and her education. Don't make her pay until she finds a job, see you soon You will pay the bill. Good-bye, madam," said Vabois, asking permission to embrace me: "Madame Bertrand will leave at dawn tomorrow, and you will go with her. I hope you will find me in that city." With a little luck, I may see you there again soon." This young man didn't really owe me anything, but he was so upright and honest that I was moved to tears.Kindness is very relatable after so long with abuse.I accepted his gift and swore to him that I would work so hard that I would be able to repay him someday.well!I left thinking: If doing another moral thing has just caused me misfortune, then at least, for the first time in my life, a hope of comfort is opened before me in morality, although it will soon be again. Throw me into the abyss of pain and terror. It was still early, and I needed a quick breath of fresh air, so I came to the embankment on the banks of the Isère, and I was going to take a walk there for a while.As so often happens in such cases, my thoughts took me far away, and I didn't feel that I had gone far.In this way, I came to a remote place, and I sat down, so that I could meditate more freely, and before I knew it, night fell, and I hadn't thought of going back.At this time, I suddenly felt that three men grabbed me.One put his hand over my mouth, and the other two quickly threw me into a carriage, and then they boarded the carriage, and we drove like lightning for three hours. I said a word and didn't answer any of my questions.The curtains on the car were drawn and I couldn't see anything.At last the carriage reached a house, and several doors opened and closed again.The three of them took me hostage, passed through several sets of very dark rooms, and finally threw me into one of them, and I saw a light in an adjoining room. "You stay here!" one of my abductors said to me as we went out with his accomplices. "You're going to meet your acquaintances soon." 他们消失了，同时小心翼翼地关上了所有的房门。几乎同时，我看见有灯光的那个房间的门打开了。我看见从里面出来一个人，手上拿着蜡烛，啊，夫人，您猜是谁?居然是杜布瓦!正是此人，这个可怕的魔鬼，无疑被最炽热的复仇的欲火烧得难以忍受了。 “过来，漂亮的小妞儿，”她傲慢地对我说，“过来接受你牺牲我去做好事应得的奖赏吧！”接着她怒不可遏地抓住我的手说：“啊！可恶的女人，我要让你知道背叛我的代价！” “不，不，夫人，”我赶紧对她说，“不，我一点也没有背叛您。您可以去打听一下，我没有做任何让您感到不安的申诉，我没有吐露会连累您的任何一个字。” “可你不是一直在反对我的计划吗?你不是阻止它了吗？无耻的女人!你必须为此受到惩罚!” 这时我们正好走了进去，她就来不及再说什么了。她让我进去的那个套间，豪华富丽，灯火辉煌。最里边的土耳其式长沙发上坐着一个四十岁左右的男人，穿着宽大的塔夫绸睡袍。我待会再向您详细描述他。