Chapter 12 Alley-1

(Translated by Li Xiong) - We often see sixteenth-century Italian bandits in the play.Many people don't know much about robbers, but they like to talk about them, so that they are completely different in our eyes.In general, it can be said that these bandits were against the tyrannical regimes that followed the republics in Italy in the Middle Ages. The new despots generally came from the very rich and powerful families of the extinct republics.In order to seduce the lower classes, they built magnificent churches in the city and decorated them with beautiful oil paintings.Such as the Borondini family of Ravenna, the Monfidi family of Faenza, the Liari family of Imura, the Cana family of Verona, the Pentevari family of Bologna, the Vigon family of Milan The first family, and the most peaceful, but most hypocritical Florentine Medici family.Out of fear, the tyrants of these small countries ordered people to do all kinds of poisoning and assassination.But none of the historians of these small countries dared to record these events.Because they are just imperial scholars.The tyrants of these small countries are familiar with the republicans and know that they hate themselves (Gaumo, the Grand Duke of Tucana, for example, is familiar with the republican Stroki).Several of them were assassinated.You know, too, that the deep-seated hatred and the endless suspicions gave the Italians of the sixteenth century richness of thought and dauntless courage, and gave talent to the artists.You will see that this intense passion prevented the birth of what in Madame Sévigné's time was called "glory," that is, the sense of self-sacrifice in order to be filial to one's master and to please women.In the sixteenth century, French men could only demonstrate their role and merit, and earn acclaim, by the prowess they displayed on the battlefield and in duels.Because women love strong men, especially warriors, they become the most authoritative judges of a man's worth.So the "spirit of dedication" came into being.

It annihilates all passions, even love, and strengthens the tyrant to whom we are all subject—vanity.The King protects vanity, and with pompous reasons: thus making ribbons of medals a desirable object. In Italy, however, a man can stand out with all his achievements, whether he is good at wielding a long sword or discovering something in ancient manuscripts, such as the idol Petrarch at that time, he will be valued by others.A sixteenth-century woman loved a doctor who knew Greek as much or more than a famous warrior.It can be seen that they pay attention to feelings and are not used to that kind of flattery.This is the huge difference between Italy and France.Why Italy produced Raphael, Giorgione, Titian, Correggi and other art masters, while France produced some heroic commanders in the 16th century (they killed a lot of enemies at that time, but no one knows now) , the reason lies in this.

Forgive me for stating these harsh facts.In short, the inevitable cruel revenge of the petty Italian tyrants in the Middle Ages made the common people have a good opinion of the robbers.When robbers steal horses, wheat and money, in a word, everything they need in life, people hate robbers.But the hearts of the people are still toward them.The girls in the village looked down on others, and they only picked young men who had been forced into the green forest, defected to robbers, and participated in several dangerous operations. In today's world, everyone must be afraid of encountering robbers.But the reason why these sinners are tolerated and sympathized with them is that the people of this nation are shrewd and witty, and they laugh at all publications that have been censored by their masters.It was their habit to read little poems that described with gusto the life of famous robbers.In these historical books, the heroic feelings they experienced aroused the resonance of the lower classes in art.In addition, they hate official eulogies for some people, and all folk art can reach their hearts directly.You must know that some of the sufferings endured by the lower class people in Italy will never be experienced by foreign tourists, even if you live there for ten years.For example, fifteen years ago, when bandits were not suppressed by the government, they punished the rulers of small cities for their crimes. This kind of thing was not uncommon.The monthly salary of these government officials does not exceed 20 ecu, and they naturally obey the orders of the local gentry.And these gentry used this simple method to overwhelm their enemies.Even if the green forest lords sometimes don't rule these domineering little bureaucrats, at least they dare to mock them and fight them.In the eyes of smart Italians, this is a remarkable thing.A satirical sonnet can make them forget all their pain, but never the insult they have suffered.This is another important difference between Italy and France.

In the sixteenth century, if a poor villager was sentenced to death by the town's ruler for feuding with a rich family, robbers would usually raid the prison and free the prisoner.Those rich and powerful families were very worried about the eight or nine government soldiers guarding the prison cells, so they raised a temporary army, which is called Xiangyong, and arranged them around the prison, and they were responsible for putting the dead ghosts bought with money on the prison. execution ground.If there is a young man in this wealthy family, he is the leader of Xiangyong. I admit that this civilization has brought many evils to the morals of society.In today's world, since we have duels, we don't need judges.But in the sixteenth century these customs were adapted to the edification of real men.

Many historians, touted by today's academically rigid literature, do their best to conceal the face of things that formed a distinctive feature in the 1990s.Their seamless lies won the praise of the Medici family in Florence, the Esther family in Ferrar, the Governor of Naples and others in that era.A poor historian named Gionona wanted to shed some light.However, although he only dared to tell a small part of the truth, and he used ambiguous and vague language, he also caused disasters and died in prison at an advanced age. If you would like to understand Italian history, you must first take care not to read the works of universally praised authors; there is no other book that can compare with the price and income of lies.

In the first Italian history written after the barbaric age of the ninth century, there is a record of robbers, and it is said that there were robbers in ancient times (see Miradori).After the fall of the republic of the Middle Ages (unfortunate for human happiness, for justice, for pilgrimage, but happy for art), the staunchest republicans, who more than most of their countrymen yearned for liberty, fell into bandits. up.The people ravaged by Beriones, Maradedi, Pendivari, Medisci, etc., naturally loved and respected the bandits who were hostile to the court.These petty tyrants who usurped the rulers of the Republic era were extremely cruel. For example, the first Grand Duke of Florence, Gamo, was tyrannical. He sent people to kill the republicans who fled to Venice and Paris, and sent recruits to attack the robbers.Leaving aside the distance, we only talk about the years before and after, which is the age in which our heroine lived.Alaza Bigolamini and Marco Siana, Dukes of Monte Mariano, successfully led an armed group against the very valiant Papal troops near Alvaro.These famous leaders were still loved by the people, and their battle lines stretched from Pau and the Ravenna Marshes to the Vesuvius Forest.The Forest of Faria, famous for their exploits, is fifty miles from Rome, on the road to Naples.Siana's headquarters is located here.During the reign of Pope Gregory XIII, thousands of soldiers were sometimes assembled here.The detailed history of this famous hero is inconceivable to people today, and people never try to find out the real motives of his actions.year he was defeated.When he saw that his career was in decline, he surrendered to the Republic of Venice with his most loyal, and it can be said that he was the most criminal soldier.According to the instructions of the Roman government, Venice first signed a peace treaty with Siana, then sent someone to assassinate him, and transferred his troops to guard Gangdi Island to prevent the Turks from invading.The cunning Venetian authorities understood that the plague was prevalent in the island of Candi.Sure enough, within a few days, only 67 of the 500 soldiers led by Siana to serve the Republic died.

The towering trees in the Farila forest shelter an ancient volcano.It was the final stage on which Marcosiana made his exploits.Every traveler will tell you that this is the most beautiful place in the charming countryside around Rome, whose sombre scene seems the setting of a tragedy.Green trees cover the peaks of Monte Alvaro. Many centuries before the founding of Rome, thanks to a volcanic eruption, we have the beautiful mountains we have today.That is, in prehistoric times, it stood on the vast plain between the Apennines and the sea.The majestic Kavi Peak is the main peak of the mountain, which is covered by the verdant trees of the Farila Forest.The mountain can be seen from everywhere, from Lasci, Osti, or from Rome, Divari.Now there are many luxury buildings built on Mount Albaro.The horizon to the south of the city of Rome is here.This is the magnificent view of the sky in Rome, which is famous among tourists.On the top of Kawi Peak, there is a black friars monastery.There used to be a Jupiter Fitdian temple here.The various Latin nations held concomitant sacrifices here to strengthen a kind of religious alliance-like connection.Under the shade of luxuriant chestnut trees, visitors can reach the ruins of the temple in a few hours.Under the fragrant green shade, tourists still have a sense of terror, fearing that robbers will jump out of the deep jungle.Climb to the top of Kawi Mountain, light a bonfire among the broken walls of the ancient temple, and prepare a picnic.You look into the distance from here, and the whole of Rome's fertile fields are at your feet.In the evening, the sea thirty or forty miles away seems so close that even the smallest ship can be seen clearly; with the help of low-level binoculars, the passengers on the steamer to Naples can be seen clearly.Turning an angle, what you see is Yimapingchuan, the east is connected to the Apennines above the Baleste, and the north is St. Peter's Basilica and many magnificent buildings in Rome.Kawei Peak is not high in the clouds, and you can see clearly those corners that are not well-known in history.Of course, the clumps of bushes seen on the plain or on the hillside, and the piles of broken walls on the ruins are all reminiscent of the epic story full of patriotism and fearlessness described by Tite Levi. fighting!

Along the remnants of the Temple of Jupiter Philodinian, which today encloses the gardens of the Blackfriars Abbey, and along the triumphal road that the early Roman kings had passed, came the great ruins.This route is paved with well-cut stones.In the Farila forest, you can still see large sections of deserted roads. The crater of the extinct volcano was filled with clear water and became the beautiful Lake Albaro.Surrounded by 20 miles of volcanic melted banks.Albert, the birthplace of the city, is located by the lake. It was destroyed by the early Roman kings.But its cantan is still there.Centuries later, the current city of Albaro was built on a hillside facing the sea, only two miles away from Albert.Screen-like cliffs separate the city from the lake.The city cannot see the lake, and the lake cannot see the city.Looking at the city from the plain, one can see white buildings looming in the lush forest surrounding the volcano.The forest was a favorite place of robbers, and was often mentioned.

Today, Albaro has five or six thousand residents, but in 2010, when the great aristocratic Cambilari family flourished, the population here was only three thousand.We shall now relate the misfortunes of this great noble family. The story was translated from two thick manuscripts.One of them came from Rome, the other from Florence.I have ventured to keep the original style, which is close to the style of our old legends.If a modern, delicate and measured style of writing is adopted, I feel that it is very inconsistent with the plot described, especially the author's conception.The original was written before and after.I beseech the reader to be merciful to both authors, and to myself.

The author of the two Florentine manuscripts said: "I have written many tragic stories, but the last one is the most poignant to me. I want to talk about the famous abbot of the Church of Our Lady in Castro City. What happened to Eilee de Gambilari. Her case and her death aroused discussion in Rome and the upper class of Italy. It was in 1999, when the neighborhood of Rome was occupied by robbers. Officials sold themselves to join rich and powerful families. In 2000, also In the year of the Irene case, Gregory XIII. Buoncombani ascended the throne of Pope. This holy pope possessed all the virtues of the apostle, but also had some deficiencies in the administration of secular affairs. He can be accused. He is neither good at using real judges nor how to enforce the law. He seems to feel that in order to condemn people to death, he will bear a terrible responsibility. The result of this way of understanding the problem is that in the Thieves swarmed on the road to Rome. In order to ensure the safety of the journey, one had to establish a relationship with the robbers.

"The Farjira Forest, located on both sides of the Naples road, has long been the stronghold of the anti-Papal government. Marco Siaña is one of the bandit leaders in the forest. The Roman government has been forced to negotiate with him on an equal footing. These bandits The reason they are so strong is because they are supported by nearby farmers. "The beautiful city of Alvaro is very close to the bandit's lair. In 1999, Ai Lei was born in this city. Her father was the richest nobleman in the area. With this family status, he married Wikta Kalaffa, wife. I can name several living old men who knew both Kalafah and her daughter well. Kalaffa was a cautious and intelligent sort of person. But despite her shrewdness, Nor did I get rid of the bad luck of family bankruptcy. It is strange to say that I have written these terrible stories, but I don't think I can attribute these misfortunes to any of the characters I will introduce to the reader. I see these misfortunes, but I find The chief culprit of these misfortunes cannot be identified. In her young age, Irene has a beautiful appearance and a gentle temperament, but this has become the root cause of two troubles for her, and it has become the lover Yura Pensifu who forgave her , or even the lack of intelligence of Castro Bishop Siddardini Monsieur. That bishop rose to the top of the Holy See because of his good behavior, dignified appearance, sanctimonious, and extraordinary appearance. I have read and written about him. It is said that no one who has seen him dislikes him. "I don't want to flatter anyone, but I will tell the reader without any hesitation that there is a holy monk in the monastery of Kawei Peak. Paul, too. Only divine power could keep him in that special place. He prophesied to Lord Cambilari that his family was doomed in his generation. He would have two children, both of whom would die. Because of this prophecy, Lord Gambilari, unable to marry there, sought his fortune in Naples, where he was fortunate enough to make a fortune and find a woman who had the power to change his sinister fate (if it was so) ). His Majesty Gambylari is recognized as a man of integrity and is willing to do good. It is a pity that he lacks insight and gradually gave up his life in Rome. Finally, he lived in the Albalo Palace almost all year round and devoted himself to cultivating the fertile area between the city and the sea. Land on the plains. He followed his wife's advice and gave his son Fabio and daughter Ailee an excellent education. Fabio was proud of his parentage, and Ailee was of extraordinary beauty. Today from France Her beauty can still be seen in oil paintings collected by the Nez Museum. After I started writing her story, I went to Farnez Palace to see her God-given beauty.Her unfortunate fate caused great repercussions at the time, and it is still in people's memory.Ellie has an oval face with a broad forehead, blond hair, a cheerful expression, large eyes with a deep look, chestnut eyebrows carefully drawn into a crescent, and thin lips.The outline of the mouth is very similar to the handwriting of the famous painter Gao Neige.Eileen's portrait sits among the others in the Farnez Gallery, looking like a queen.Her pleasant demeanor and her dignified appearance were so harmoniously matched, which is really rare. "Ai Lei lived in the Abbey of the Visitation of Our Lady in Castro City for eight full years. The city of Castro has been destroyed.Most of the princes and nobles in Rome sent their children to the Abbey of the Visitation of Our Lady in this city.Ai Lei also lived there for eight years before returning to her hometown.Before leaving, he offered a beautiful chalice to the high altar of the church.As soon as she returned to Alvaro, her father brought the famous poet Suicilo from Rome with a large sum of money.The old Suiciello taught Allie to read the beautiful poems of St. Virgil and the famous poets who were influenced by him, Petrarch, Arioste and Dante. " The translator here has to omit the lengthy discussion about the various honors enjoyed by these great poets of the sixteenth century.Ellie seemed to understand Latin.The poems she read were all about love.Of course, in 2010, we would find this kind of love ridiculous. I mean that kind of passionate love sustained by great sacrifice, surrounded by an atmosphere of mystery, which often turns into misfortune. It was this kind of love that Eula Pensiford had inspired in Ellie, who had just turned seventeen.He is Ai Lei's neighbor, his family is very poor, and he lives in a hut less than two miles away from the city.The hut was built on a hill, surrounded by the ruins of Albert, and not far away was a 150-foot-high ivy-covered cliff.This hut was next to the lush trees of the Farjila Forest, but unfortunately it was later demolished when the Barazina Monastery was built.The poor young man was full of vigor and quick-witted looks, with a carefree disposition by nature, and never lamented his own misfortune.His face is not pretty, but expressive.This is the best evaluation of him by others.He took part in two or three dangerous battles under the command of Prince Corona, with great valor.Although he is poor and not outstanding in appearance, in the eyes of the girls of Alvaro, there is no shortage of things that attract them.He took pride in winning their hearts.Although Yura is charming everywhere, it is not until Alley returns from the Castro Convent that he finds true love. Soon, the famous poet Suiciello went from Rome to Cambilavan Palace to teach Ailei about literature.Yura knew the poet and gave him a Latin poem, saying that the poet had the honor to meet those beautiful eyes in his later years and to see the happy scene when his heart was praised.Before Eilee came home, Yura was especially wary of the girl's jealousy and anger when she was with a woman.Now the girl's jealousy and irritation made superfluous the care he had taken to conceal a nascent feeling.Besides, I have to admit that it is really impossible for a boy of twenty-two to be in love with a girl of seventeen.Within three months, Lord Gambilari discovered that Yura was walking too often under the windows of his palace (the palace can still be seen today in the middle of the avenue leading to the lake). Monsieur Gambilari's initial reaction was frank and rude, the result of the tolerance of liberty in the republics, and a habit of giving vent to emotions not purged by the fashions of monarchy.That day, he got angry because of Yula's frequent appearance, so he reprimanded: "Look at your rags, how dare you often walk around in front of my house and peek at my daughter's window? If I'm not afraid of being misunderstood by my neighbors , I will give you three gold coins and let you go to Rome to buy a decent coat. At least my daughter and I will not be disgusted by your shabby appearance again." Alley's father certainly exaggerated.Yura's clothes were not torn at all, but were made of ordinary materials.Although the clothes were clean and scrubbed frequently, they still looked a bit worn. Yula's heart was deeply hurt by Master Gambilar, and he never went to his house during the day. As we mentioned above, the house built by Yura's father using the two arcades and the tank of the ancient water tank as walls is now bequeathed to Yura.It was only five or six hundred paces from Alvaro.The house is on a higher terrain.From here to the new city, you must pass through the Gambila House.Allie soon discovers that the strange young man is not coming.Her friend used to say that he seemed to be happy when he saw her.In order to pursue this happiness with all his heart and soul, he abandoned all society. One summer night, near midnight, Ellie leaned against the open window, breathing the slight sea breeze.Although the city is separated from the sea by a plain thirty miles wide, its refreshing coolness can still be felt on Mount Alvaro.The night was melting and peaceful, and everything was silent, and even the sound of falling leaves could be heard clearly.Eilee was sitting by the window, probably thinking about Yura, when she suddenly saw something vaguely, like the wings of a night bird, brushing past the window lightly, and left the window in horror.But she never expected that this thing was handed over by a passer-by.Alley's window was on the third floor of the palace, fifty feet above the ground.In the stillness of night, this strange thing swayed back and forth in front of the window.She suddenly realized that it was a bouquet of flowers.Her heart beat violently.This bunch of flowers seems to be fixed on two or three reeds like bamboo poles.This reed grew in the Roman countryside, and its stems were twenty or thirty feet high.Because the pole was not strong and the wind was strong, it took Yura a lot of effort to deliver the bouquet to Ellie's window.He thought Ellie might be inside.Besides, it was so dark at night that it was impossible to see anything from the street.Allie stood by the window, feeling agitated.She thought, if she accepts this bouquet of flowers, doesn't that mean she has expressed her wish?A modern upper-class girl, well-educated, Ai Lei couldn't understand the feelings of this kind of thing.Her first thought was that her father and brother Fabio were at home, and that they would shoot if there was any movement.The danger Yura faced moved her to pity.Secondly, she thought that although she didn't know him well enough, besides relatives, he was the one she loved the most in the world.She hesitated for a while, and finally accepted the bouquet.As she reached for the flower in the dark, she touched a note tied to the stem.She ran up the grand staircase and read by the light of the ever-burning lamp before the statue of the Virgin.After reading the first line, she was so happy that her face burned. "How reckless!" she thought. "If someone sees it, it will be the end. My family will not let this poor young man go." She went back to her bedroom and lit the lamp.For Yura, this moment is really blissful.Still, he was a little embarrassed by his behavior, clinging to an oak tree, as if hiding in the shadows.These oddly shaped oaks still stand in front of the Gambilar Palace today. In the letter, Yura directly described how he was abused by Alley's father.He went on to write: "Yes, I am poor, you can hardly imagine how poor I am. I have only one house, which you may have seen on the ruins of the Albert Aqueduct. There is a vegetable garden next to the house. I planted I also have a vineyard, which I rent out for thirty crowns a year. Really, I don't know why I love you. Of course I can't ask you to come to me and suffer. But if you If you don't love me, life is worthless to me. I don't need to tell you that I have given my life to you a thousand times. Not only was my life free from sorrow until you came back from the monastery, on the contrary, Filled with the most enchanting visions. So I can say that I feel unhappy when I think that happiness is all around me. Indeed, who would have dared to scold me like your father then? The knife in my hand is not a vegetarian .I have a knife and a gun, and I don't lack guts. I thought I would not be inferior. I lack nothing.But now everything has changed, I know what timidity is.I write so much that you may look down on me.If you don't despise me, if you have pity on me, if you don't think I am poorly dressed, then every night, when the bells of the Capuchin monastery on the top of the hill ring at midnight, you will find me hiding under the big oak tree, looking up at you window, which I assume is your bedroom.If you despise me like your father, please pick a flower and throw it to me.Just be careful not to throw flowers on balconies or wall moldings. " Allie read the letter several times, her eyes gradually filled with tears.She looked at the beautiful bouquet with emotion.It is bound by a strong ribbon.She tried to pull one out, but was unsuccessful.Then, she felt a pang of guilt.To take out a flower, or in any way spoil a lover's gift, meant to the Roman girl the ruin of love.She was worried that Yura was going to be in a hurry, so she ran to the window, but when she ran to the window, she suddenly felt that the light in the bedroom was so bright that she could be seen clearly from the outside.Ai Lei was at a loss for a moment, and couldn't figure out what to use to signal the other party. She seemed to feel that nothing was enough to express her mood. Allie ran shyly back to her bedroom.Time is passing.Suddenly a thought flashed through her, and she panicked: Yura would think that she thought he was as poor as her father!Seeing a jewel of marble lying on the table, she wrapped it in a handkerchief and threw it under the oak tree in front of her window.Then she motioned for him to go away.She knew Yura understood.He didn't bother to lighten his footsteps when he left.When he reached the top of the rocky cliff that separated the furthest houses from Alvaro from the lake, Ellie heard him sing a love song.She waved him goodbye.This time she is not so shy anymore.then.She began to read his letters again. The next day and the following days, they all met like this, and passed love letters like this.In an Italian village, however, nothing is hidden from anyone. Besides, Alley is the richest marriage proposal in the local area, so someone told Mr. Gambilar that every night in the middle of the night, the lights in his daughter's room were on. Before, I seem to have no fear of mosquitoes (this kind is particularly annoying. The beautiful evenings in the Roman countryside are often disturbed by it. I ask the reader to forgive me here. If you want to be acquainted with exotic places, you must imagine that some ideas are particularly strange. Contrary to what we think). Lord Gambilari charged his and his son's muskets.In the evening, at a quarter past eleven, he called Fabio, and the two crept to the large balcony on the second floor, hiding under Ellie's window.They were covered by stone railings, and their whole bodies could avoid the fire from the muskets outside.The clock struck midnight.The father and son clearly heard a slight noise under the trees along the street opposite the palace.But Alley's windows were not lit, which surprised them.Ever since the girl fell in love with Yula, she has changed her innocent and lively character.She knew that a little carelessness would endanger her lover's life. A powerful lord like her father killed a poor man like Yura, just to go to Naples for three months.His friends in Rome would intervene and end up donating a stylish lamp worth a few hundred crowns to the altar of Our Lady. It turned out that during breakfast, Eileen could see from his father's face that he was angry about a big matter.From the way her father looked at her secretly, she felt that her father's anger was most likely related to her.She immediately went to her father's bedroom and sprinkled some ashes on the wooden butts of five muskets hanging beside his bed.Then he sprinkled a thin layer of dust on his dagger and sword.All day long she ran upstairs and downstairs, and now and then she ran to the window in the hope of seeing Yura by chance and signaling him not to come at night.Little did they know that the poor lad, scolded and humiliated by her father, would not appear in Alvaro during the day.Her only recourse is to go to church to attend mass, hoping to meet him there.Ai Lei's mother loved her daughter so much that she couldn't bear to reject her, so she went with her daughter three times a day.But Allie didn't see Yura.She was devastated.In the evening she went to inspect her father's weapons, and found two muskets loaded, and almost all daggers and swords moved.What should she do!She was so sad.In order to relieve her worries, she tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened.At ten o'clock in the evening, she returned to her bedroom, locked the door to the vestibule of her mother's apartment, and lay on the floor by the window so that no one could see her.When she heard the chime of the hour, she felt uneasy.It turned out that she used to complain that she and Yula got better too quickly, because it would make him look down on her, but now she didn't care about it.For the lad, his progress on this day is faster than half a year's hard work.Ai Lei thought: "What's the use of lying? Don't I really love him?" By eleven-thirty, Ellie clearly saw her father and brother in ambush on the large stone balcony below her window.Two minutes after the midnight bell of the Capuchin monastery struck, she clearly heard her lover's footsteps, and he stopped under the oak tree.She was pleased to find that her father and brother didn't seem to hear anything.Only a sweaty lover can hear this slight sound. "Now they're going to kill me," she thought. "But don't let tonight's letter fall into their hands. Otherwise, they'll persecute poor Yura for a long time." She made the sign of the sign of the sign of the cross, and Grasping the iron railing of the window with one hand, he stretched his body out as far as he could to look at the street.After a while, as usual, a bouquet of flowers tied on a reed was delivered to her.But as she hastily tore the flowers off the pole, the pole touched the stone balcony.Then there were two gunshots, followed by silence.The older brother Fabio, confused in the night, thought that it was a rope that had hit the balcony and Jura slid down from his sister's bedroom with the help of the rope, and shot at the window railing.The next day, she found bullet holes in the iron railing.Master Gambilari fired into the street because of the noise of Yura holding on to the falling pole.As for Yula, when he heard a noise above his head, he guessed what was going on, and hurriedly hid under the balcony.Fabio quickly reloaded his musket, said a word to his father, ran into the garden, quietly opened a small door facing the street, ran out on tiptoe, and looked at the people walking under the balcony. Yura was accompanied this evening.He was now only twenty paces away from Fabio, leaning against a tree.Ellie leaned over the window rail, trembling with anxiety for her lover.Immediately she spoke loudly to her brother and asked him if he had killed the thief. He yelled to her in the street, "Stop your tricks!" He strode around, and then said, "You just wait to cry! I'm going to kill the scoundrel who climbs your window." As soon as the words were finished, the mother knocked on Ai Lei's door.She hurried to open the door, saying how she had locked the door in a daze. The mother said to her, "Don't play tricks on me, my darling. Your father is very angry, and he may kill you. Come and lie down with me on my bed. If you want any letters, hide them for me." stand up." Alley said: "There is a bouquet of flowers, and the letter is hidden in the flowers." As soon as the mother and daughter went to bed, Master Gambilari entered his wife's room.He had just searched the prayer room and turned everything upside down.Allie was surprised to find that her father was pale as death.He acted calmly, as if he had made up his mind.Allie thought to herself: "I can't survive!" "We who have children are lucky," said the father as he passed the mother's bed and made his way to the daughter's bedroom.He was trembling with anger, but pretended to be calm. "How lucky we are to have children. Daughters especially. We shall shed blood and tears for them. My God! Is it true? A man of sixty who has never had a gossip, and now they These light bones, but his face will be completely lost." He said, and went to his daughter's room. Alley said to her mother, "It's over, and there are letters under the pedestal of the crucifix by the window." The mother immediately jumped up and ran after her husband, chasing and arguing with her husband, which aroused his anger.As she wished, the old man became angry and smashed everything he saw in his daughter's room.Mother took the opportunity to take the letter.An hour later, Master Gambilari returned to his room next to his wife's bedroom.Everything calmed down.The mother said to her daughter, "This is your letter, and I don't even want to read it. You see, it almost caused disaster!" If it were me, I would burn it.God, hug me. " Allie returned to her room, tears streaming down her cheeks.After hearing what her mother said, she seemed to feel that she didn't love Yura anymore.Then, she prepared to burn the letter.But before lighting the fire, she couldn't help reading again.She read and read with such concentration that when the sun was shining, she followed her mother's advice and resolved to burn the letter. The next day was Sunday, and Ellie and her mother went to the chapel.Fortunately, my father didn't come with me.In the church, the first person she saw was Yura.At first glance, he was not injured in any way, so she was relieved.She was so relieved that she threw everything that happened that night to Java.Before going out, she prepared five or six small pieces of paper. They were crumpled and covered with muddy water, and they looked like writing paper thrown on the flagstone floor of the church.On a piece of paper she wrote the following notice: "They found everything but his name. He will not be seen in the street. People will come here a lot." Ellie dropped a piece of paper and pointed at Yura.He picked up the paper and left.An hour after Ellie got home, she found a piece of paper on the grand staircase of the house, similar to the one she had used this morning.趁母亲没注意，她捡起纸片。只见上面写道：“他不得不去罗马，三天后回。赶集的日子，十点左右，露天，他将在农民的嘈杂声中歌唱。” 艾蕾似乎觉得他的罗马之行有些奇怪。她忧郁地想：“他怕我父亲的火枪了？”爱情能谅解一切，唯独不能谅解负心。 这是最痛苦的折磨。生活不是流连在甜蜜里的梦幻，不是终日冥思苦想喜欢情人的理由。生活充满了残酷的疑惑。尤拉不在的漫长的三天里，艾蕾常想：“不管怎么样，难道我能相信他就不爱我了？”到第三天中午，艾蕾发现尤拉在宫邸前的街上散步，顿时一阵狂喜驱散了痛苦。尤拉穿着崭新的衣服，真有些神气。他的举止从没有现在这等洒脱，脸上从没有出现过这等欢欣自得。以前阿尔巴罗人也不像今天这样议论尤拉的贫寒。男人，尤其是年轻人老重复贫困这个难听的词；而女人，尤其是姑娘却不绝口地夸他很有派头。 尤拉在城里逛了整整一天，像要补偿往日因贫穷而闭门不出的损失。他穿着新上装，像个恋人的样子，衣下却是全副武装。他除佩带短剑和匕首，还穿上了锁子甲（这是一种铁丝织的长坎肩似的东西，穿上很不方便，但可保护上身。在那个年代，人们动不动就动刀子。人在街上转，常担心有敌人躲在街角行刺）。这天尤拉希望能见到艾蕾。另外，他不愿孤单单地待在他那偏僻的小屋里。why?原来父亲的一个老部下拉钮司，追随他父亲在各种雇佣兵部队里打过十余仗，最后跟着他投到了马可·西亚那麾下。后来上尉负伤退了伍。他不愿生活在罗马，理由是在那里会遇到死在他手里的敌人的子女；即使在阿尔巴罗，他也不想完全受政府控制。 因此他没有在城里买或租一栋房子，而是想在一处偏僻地方建房子，以便能从远处看到来访者。他终于在阿尔贝废墟中找到了一个很好的地方。在这里，当不速之客还没有发现他时，他便可以逃到森林里躲起来。而那里是他的老朋友，老上司法布立司·高劳纳亲王的地盘。上尉根本没有把儿子的前途放在心上。他退伍时虽只五十岁，却已是伤痕累累。他算了帐，大概还有十年阳寿。盖了房后，把打家劫舍积攒的钱财每年花掉十分之一。到死时正好花光。 他买了一块葡萄园，让儿子每年能得到三十埃居的收益。 他买下它，是为了回敬阿尔巴罗一个市民不怀好意的玩笑。有一天他在参加关于城里的利益和荣誉的辩论时，这家伙对他说，只有像他那样富强的产业主，才有权给城里的元老出主意。上尉一气之下，买了座葡萄园，并宣称他还要买两座三座。后来，他在一处辟静地方碰上了那个市民，便一枪杀死了他。 上尉过了八年这样的生活后死了。他的副官拉钮司很喜欢尤拉。他对游手好闲的生活厌了，便又回到高劳纳亲王的部队。他常来看他的尤拉儿子。他是这样称呼尤拉的。有一次，在佩特莱拉要塞的亲王遇到猛烈攻击，拉钮司便将尤拉带去和他一块战斗。看到尤拉表现很勇敢，他对他说：“你是疯了吧，竟愿待在阿尔巴罗，作那里最贱、最穷的居民。而你凭着这身本领和你父亲的姓氏，在我们中间会成为一位'好汉'，你会发财的。” 这些话引起了尤拉的反复思考。他懂得拉丁文，这是一个神甫教的。而对神甫教的拉丁文以外的东西，父亲总是抱以嘲笑的态度。因此，尤拉没受过任何教育。因为穷，被别人瞧不起，尤拉便孤零零地待在与世隔绝的家里。可他在某些方面的见识，大胆讲出来，学者们都会吃惊的。比如，在与艾蕾相爱以前，不知为什么，他喜欢战争，可他对抢劫很反感。而他的上尉父亲和拉钮司则认为，抢劫不过是悲剧后演的小闹剧，为的是让大家乐一乐。自从爱上艾蕾后，这种单独思考养成的理智却反而折磨起他来。过去他心里无牵无挂，而现在有了疑惑，却不敢与任何人商量。他内心充满了激情与苦恼。冈比拉立知道他当了绿林草寇会怎么说呢？说不定要给他好一顿臭骂哩！ 尤拉对当兵这一职业抱有希望，正像他有一段时间对一笔可靠的财产抱有希望一样。那时他以为父亲在铁匣里藏了金项链和其他首饰，他可以靠变卖它们度日。尤拉这样穷，若毫无顾忌地把财佬冈比拉立老爷的女儿抢过来，他很可能只给女儿留一千埃居的财产。因为那个时代做父亲的可以随心所欲地处置自己身后的财产。另两个问题也很叫尤拉伤神：一、若娶艾蕾，把她从她父亲那里抢过来，安置在哪座城里？ 二、哪里来钱供她生活？ 冈比拉立老爷的尖刻训斥，对尤拉刺激太大了。整整两天，他处于极度痛苦与狂怒之中。是把那老糊涂杀了，还是让他活着，他犹豫不决。他哭了好几夜，最后下决心去找拉钮司商量，这是他世上唯一的朋友。可这朋友能理解他吗？他跑遍整个法日拉大森林都没找到拉钮司，只得上通往那不勒斯的路上去找。拉钮司率领很多伙计，在威罗第那一带打埋伏，等着西班牙里兹·达瓦洛将军。将军本要取陆路到罗马。 他忘了不久前在大庭广众中，谈论高劳纳的队伍时，口气很不以为然。对于这一点小节，他的指导神甫认真地提醒了他。 于是里兹装备了一条船，决定取水路到罗马。 拉纽司听了尤拉所述，说道：“你跟我讲清楚冈比拉立这个人是个什么模样。别因为他而误伤了别的善良的阿尔巴罗人。这里的事一完，你就去罗马。白天你尽量在旅店和在其他公共场所露面，不要因为你爱上了他女儿而招来嫌疑。” 尤拉好不容易才让这位父亲的老伙伴息怒。他也有点生气地说：“你以为我要借你的剑？我自己有剑！我是向你来讨主意的。” 拉钮司最后这样说：“你年轻，没有受过伤害。他公开侮辱了你。要知道，一个当众受辱的男人，连女人都看不起的。” 尤拉表示，这个忠告他要再考虑考虑。拉钮司坚持要他参加袭击西班牙将军的卫队，说除了捞到钱，还可以获得名誉。不管拉钮司怎么劝，尤拉还是独自一人回到了自己的小屋里。在冈比拉立老爷向他开枪的前夜，拉钮司和手下一个下士从威罗第郊区来看他。拉钮司拿着他原先的上司澎西福上尉放金项链和其它首饰的铁盒子，要撬开来看一看。每一次行动后都劫获了不少财物，估计澎西福上尉也不会马上用完。可是打开匣子一看，只有两埃居。 拉钮司对尤拉说：“我建议你出家当修士。修士的德行你都有：甘愿受穷，这铁盒就是证明；谦卑，听任阿尔巴罗的大富翁当街辱骂，你要是嘴馋一点，虚伪一点，就都占全了。”