by Eugène Sue
A cry of execration passed throughout the assembly, which had been listening with the profoundest attention to the progress of the tale.
“I should have been a rare fool had I gone away,” said the officer on duty, as he drew nearer to the listening groups.
“Oh, but,” said Pique-Vinaigre, “you’ve heard nothing as yet, — the best is still to come. Directly poor Gringalet felt the cold hairy paws of the ape seize him by the head and neck, he imagined it was with the intention of devouring him, and driven almost mad by his agony, he began shrieking and groaning in a manner that would have moved a stone to pity him, while he wildly exclaimed, ‘Oh, send help! Send help from heaven, God of goodness and of little children! Oh, little golden fly, come and preserve me! Come, little fly, and save me from the horrible spider I dreamed about!’ ‘Will you hold your noise?’ exclaimed Cut-in-Half, as he gave him several hard kicks, for he was fearful lest his cries should be heard; but in a minute’s time there was no further danger of that, for the poor boy neither cried or struggled further, but pale and cold as marble, he remained kneeling, while the devilish monkey clawed and scratched and buffeted the trembling victim, who, closing his eyes, resigned himself to his fate. After Gargousse had tired himself with thus tormenting poor Gringalet, he suddenly paused, and looked up to his master’s countenance, as though asking what he should do next. And really it seemed as though the ape and his master understood each other’s thoughts, for Gargousse immediately renewed the attack by plucking out handfuls of the shuddering boy’s hair, upon which Cut-in-Half burst into fits of laughter, so long and so loud that, had poor Gringalet tried ever so hard, he could not have made himself heard amid these wicked and malicious rejoicings. They had, however, the effect of encouraging Gargousse, who proceeded to attack the unfortunate child with redoubled fierceness.”
“Ah, you beggar of a monkey!” exclaimed Blue Bonnet, “I only wish I had been near enough to catch hold of your tail! I’d have swung you round and round like a windmill, and finished by knocking out your dirty brains against the hardest stone I could find! That beastly ape was as cruel as if he had been a man!”
“Oh!” cried a simultaneous burst of voices, “no man ever was, or ever will be, so cruel as that, I’m sure!”
“Hallo!” interrupted Pique-Vinaigre, “you forget Cut-in-Half when you make that remark. However, just listen to what he did next. He unfastened the long chain of Gargousse from the leg of his bed, around which it was generally secured, and tied it to the waist of the poor trembling child, who by this time was more dead than alive; so that the monkey and the boy were thus placed at the opposite ends of the chain.”
“There was a devil’s own invention! Ay, ay, it is quite certain that some human creatures are more cruel than the most savage wild beast!”
“When Cut-in-Half had completed this arrangement, he said to the monkey, who appeared to understand every word he said, — and certainly these were such a precious pair it would have been a thousand pities they should have had any difficulty in the matter: ‘Now, then, Gargousse, attention! You have been exhibited with all your clever tricks, but it is now your turn to be showman. You shall be master, and Gringalet shall be monkey, — yes, your monkey. So up with you, Gringalet, or I shall set Gargousse on you, and let him tear you to pieces!’ The unhappy child, unable to utter a word, had again fallen on his knees, holding up his clasped hands in mute supplication, while the only sound he could utter proceeded from the convulsive rattling of his teeth. ‘Make him stand upright, Gargousse!’ said Cut-in-Half to his ape, ‘and if he is obstinate do as I am doing;’ and with these words he belaboured the child with a switch he held in his hand. Then passing the stick to the monkey, he added, ‘Make him stand up! Hit harder! — harder!’ You all know what close imitators all monkeys are, but Gargousse was ever remarkable for his extreme quickness in copying the actions of others. He was not long, therefore, in bestowing so severe a flagellation on the shoulders of his terrified victim as soon compelled him to try at least to stand upon his feet, and once up, the unhappy child became as nearly as possible the same height as the ape. Then Cut-in-Half went out of the room, and descended the staircase, calling out to Gargousse to follow him, which he did, tugging violently at the end of the chain to which Gringalet was fastened, and compelling him to follow like a slave, at the same time beating him as hard as he could with his cane; and thus they reached the small courtyard belonging to the miserable tenement occupied by Cut-in-Half and his live stock.
“Now, then, Cut-in-Half reckoned on having good sport, so, first securing the door that opened into the lane, he made signs to Gargousse to play Gringalet round and round the yard as fast as he could. The ape loved the fun as well as his master, and coursed the frightened boy round the yard, beating him with all the strength the switch admitted of, while Cut-in-Half laughed till his sides ached. Perhaps you may think this malicious nature was now satisfied, — not a bit of it! This was a mere beginning!
“So far Gringalet had merely endured excessive fright, been torn and scratched by the sharp teeth and claws of Gargousse, and severely beaten with the stick. This, however dreadful, was far from contenting Cut-in-Half’s savage nature. He therefore devised another scheme, equally diabolical with his other proceedings. In order to enrage the monkey still more against the unhappy boy, who by this time was more dead than alive, he seized Gringalet by the hair of his head, and, after feigning to overwhelm him with blows, he pushed him towards the monkey, saying, ‘Tear him! Worry him!’ showing Gargousse at the same time a great lump of sheep’s heart, as much as to say, Do as I bid you, and here is your reward.
“And then began a fearful sight! Just imagine a huge red ape, with a black muzzle, grinding his teeth like a mad thing, and throwing himself, in a state of savage fury, on the poor helpless object of his cruelty, who, unable to defend himself, had no other means of preserving his face and eyes from being torn to pieces than by throwing himself down on the ground, flat on his face. Seeing this, Gargousse, wrought up by his master to a state of frenzied hatred against poor Gringalet, bestrode him as he lay on the ground, seized him by the neck, and bit him on the back of his head till the blood came. ‘Oh, the spider! The spider I dreamed of!’ cried poor Gringalet, firmly believing now that he should be devoured. All at once a noise was heard at the gate that opened from the lane into the yard. Knock! knock! knock!”
“Ha, ha!” exclaimed all the prisoners at once. “How delightful! ’Tis Le Doyen come to set the boy free! Oh, tell us if it was not!”
“Yes, my good friends, you have guessed right; it was Le Doyen, and he cried out, ‘Now then, Cut-in-Half, will you open the door or no? Don’t pretend to be deaf; I see you through the keyhole.’ The exhibitor of beasts was obliged to answer, and went grumblingly along to open the gate for Le Doyen, who was a regular brick of a man, as strong and sturdy as a mountain for all his age, and, moreover, he was one of those persons with whose displeasure it was anything but safe to trifle. ‘Well, what do you want with me?’ asked Cut-in-Half, half opening the yard door. ‘I have something to say to you,’ answered Le Doyen, entering almost forcibly into the little courtyard. Then observing the savage conduct of the monkey, he ran towards him, seized him by the scruff of the neck, and sought to fling him to the other end of the yard; but perceiving that the boy and the animal were chained together, Le Doyen cast a stern and fearful glance on Cut-in-Half, as he called out in a severe tone, ‘Let this unfortunate child loose directly!’ Only conceive the joyful surprise experienced by Gringalet, who, nearly dead with terror, found himself so unexpectedly preserved, and by means which seemed to him so miraculous that he could not help turning his eyes on his preserver, with a recollection of the golden-winged fly he had seen in his dream, though he saw merely a stout, square-built, elderly gentleman, looking more like a creature of earth than air.”
“Well, now then,” said the officer on duty, “now that Gringalet is safe, I will go and take my soup.”
“Safe!”
exclaimed Pique-Vinaigre, “not a bit of it! Bless you, poor little Gringalet has not got to the worst of his troubles yet.”
“No?” cried several prisoners, with the deepest interest. “No; hasn’t he, though?”
“But what else happened to him then?” inquired the officer.
“Wait a bit and you’ll hear,” answered the story-teller.
“What a fellow that Pique-Vinaigre is!” cried the officer; “he makes you do just as he pleases! Well, I’ll stay a little longer, at any rate!”
The Skeleton spoke not, but he actually foamed with rage, as Pique-Vinaigre thus continued his recital:
“Cut-in-Half, who feared Le Doyen as the devil fears holy water, had, in a grumbling manner, unfastened the chain from Gringalet’s waist, which done, Le Doyen tossed Gargousse up in the air, and when he fell to the ground he gave him so desperate a kick in his ribs that he sent him rolling ten feet off. The monkey screamed with passion, chattered, and ground his teeth with rage; then, fearing a repetition of the rough usage he had experienced, scampered away, and, climbing to the roof of a small shed, manifested his hatred of Le Doyen by a variety of threatening gestures. ‘What do you mean by ill-using my monkey?’ inquired Cut-in-Half of Le Doyen. ‘You ought rather to ask me why I do not beat you instead of your spiteful beast there; for shame! Thus to torture and ill-use a poor helpless boy! Is it possible you can be drunk at this early hour of the morning?’ ‘I am no more drunk than you are! I was teaching my monkey a trick I wish him to learn. I want to get up a scene between Gringalet and my monkey. I attend to my business, and I only wish other people would do the same, and not trouble themselves with what does not concern them.’ ‘And I tell you that I have a right to interfere in the present case, and that it is my duty so to do. This morning when I missed Gringalet from among the other children who passed by my window, I inquired of them where he was. They did not make me any answer, but hung down their heads, and seemed confused. I know you, therefore suspected the boy was kept back for some bad purpose, and it seems I was not mistaken.
“‘Now, just listen to me. Every day that I do not see Gringalet pass my door with the other lads, I will come here to know the reason, whether you like it or not; and what’s more, you shall produce him alive and well, or — or — or — I’ll — I’ll knock you down!’ ‘I shall do precisely as I please with the boy, without asking your leave,’ answered Cut-in-Half, excessively irritated by this threat of keeping him under surveillance; ‘you’ll just please to keep your hands to yourself; and if you do not take yourself off, and if ever you presume to show your face here again, I’ll — I’ll—’ ‘Take that, then, as an earnest of the future!’ cried Le Doyen, interrupting Cut-in-Half by a couple of blows heavy enough to knock down a rhinoceros; ‘you deserve that and more, too, for presuming to answer Le Doyen of La Petite Pologne in so impertinent a manner.’”
“O Lord! Lord!” groaned forth the man in the blue cap, “only two blows! I wish I had had the handling of him. He should have had a round dozen to begin with, and afterwards I would have knocked all his teeth down his throat!”
“As far as strength went,” continued Pique-Vinaigre, “Le Doyen could have killed and eaten a score of such fellows as the beast-master, so Cut-in-Half was compelled to pocket the affront. But he was not the less incensed at being struck in the presence of Gringalet, and well did he promise himself to be richly avenged for the indignity he had sustained; and an idea suddenly suggested itself to him, which could only have originated in the mind of a fiend of malice like himself. While he was meditating on his diabolical scheme, Le Doyen said, ‘Bear in mind that if you torment this poor boy any more I will just make you and your menagerie turn out and quit La Petite Pologne, or I will bring the whole neighbourhood to pull your house about your ears. You know very well how universally you are hated already, and you may rest assured you will have such an escort to conduct you hence as shall leave you marks enough on your back to serve as a remembrancer of your parting, let you live as long as you may, that I promise you!’
“Like a treacherous, mean-spirited wretch as he was, Cut-in-Half, the better to effect his villainous design, instead of quarrelling further with Le Doyen, feigned to submit to his decision, and replied, in a false, wheedling tone, ‘You were wrong to strike me, my worthy neighbour, or to imagine I had any intention of harming Gringalet; on the contrary, I tell you again I was merely teaching my monkey a new trick; he is rather awkward when he is put out in any way, and, while trying to manage him, the boy got a few trifling bites, which I very much regret.’ ‘Humph!’ said Le Doyen, casting a scrutinising look on him; ‘now is this all gospel you are telling me? And why, if you only wished to teach a thing to your monkey, did you fasten him to Gringalet?’ ‘Because the boy has to learn the trick as well as the animal. Now this is what I want to do, — to dress up Gargousse in a red coat and a hat with a feather in it, like a barber, and then Gringalet is to sit in a little chair, with a cloth tucked under his chin, while the monkey affects to shave him with a large wooden razor.’ The joke appeared so very droll to Le Doyen that he could not forbear laughing. ‘Isn’t that a funny idea?’ inquired Cut-in-Half, in a crafty and malicious manner. ‘Why, upon my word,’ answered Le Doyen, ‘it does strike me as a very amusing device, and one which, I doubt not, your monkey would carry into execution most admirably, that is, if he be as clever and skilful in imitation as he is represented.’ ‘Oh, bless you!’ continued Cut-in-Half, ‘when he has seen me for five or six times make believe to shave Gringalet, he will imitate me exactly with his large wooden razor; but for that purpose it is absolutely necessary he should become habituated to the boy, and that was my reason for fastening them both together.’ ‘But why did you select Gringalet more than any other of your boys?’ ‘Because he was the least among ’em, so that, you see, when he sat down the monkey was the taller of the two.
“‘To be sure I had another reason besides, M. le Doyen, although I know a man oughtn’t to own such a thing as making a difference with his boys, but, for all that, I’ll own the truth, whatever comes of it, and that is, that I made choice of this here little chap because I meant to give half the profits from the performance to whoever it was acted the scene with the animal, because I knew, in course, it was disagreeable.’ ‘Well,’ said Le Doyen, completely gulled by this false and hypocritical manner of accounting for the conduct which had first attracted his displeasure,— ‘well, if such be the case, I can only say, I’m very sorry I gave you such a very hard thump; however, it does not matter, just consider it as “paid on account,” so that—’ While Cut-in-Half was talking with Le Doyen, poor little Gringalet durst scarcely breathe, — he trembled like an aspen leaf, and, though dying with eagerness to throw himself at the feet of Le Doyen, and to supplicate of him to take him away from his cruel master, he had not courage to make the attempt, and in a low despairing voice he murmured to himself, ‘I shall be like the poor fly I dreamed about, and the horrid spider will eat me up; it was folly of me to expect that any golden fly would come to save me!’
“‘Come, my lad, since your master means to let you share his profits, you ought to try and get used to acting with the monkey; never mind being tied to him, he won’t hurt you, I dare say, and then, you know, when you have earned a large sum of money by doing this trick with him, you will have nothing to complain of.’ ‘Complain, indeed!’ exclaimed his master, giving him at the same time a side-look that froze poor Gringalet’s blood, ‘what should he know of complaining? Now then, speak up, and tell this worthy gentleman whether you ever have had anything to complain of.’ ‘Come, let’s hear all about it, — have you any cause of complaint, you are asked?’ ‘No — no — master,’ stammered out the unhappy child. ‘You hear what he says?’ said Cut-in-Half, turning to Le Doyen, ‘he never has had anything to complain of. No; I should rather think not! Why, bless you, I was only thinking of his good when I tied him to the monkey, and if he has got a bit of a scratch from Gargousse, why, I’ll take care it do
es not happen again. The monkey is just a little awkward at first, but I’ll see to it for the future, — take my word for it, it won’t happen again.’ ‘That’s all right, then, and now everybody’s satisfied, are they not?’ ‘Gringalet is, most especially; are you not, my fine fellow?’ asked Cut-in-Half, casting a savage glance on the poor child. ‘Yes — yes — master,’ sobbed forth the wretched boy. ‘And I’ll tell you what I’ll do further, to make up for the scratches you have got from the monkey, I’ll let you share in a good breakfast I meant to order from our worthy Doyen’s excellent larder; I intend having a dish of mutton-chops and pickles, four bottles of wine, and a pint of brandy.’ ‘Much obliged to you,’ answered Le Doyen; ‘all shall be sent as you desire. Few men have a better cellar or more tempting larder, and the contents of both are at the service of all who can pay for them.’
“Le Doyen was not a bad sort of a man, but it must be remembered that he had his living to get, and, therefore, so that he disposed of his eatables and drinkables at a sufficient profit, he cared but little who it was in that case, — friend or foe were quite alike to him. The beggar, Cut-in-Half, knew well enough where his weak side lay, so he hit upon this method of getting rid of him, in high good humour at having by his visit not only ascertained the safety of Gringalet, but also obtained a good order. And now was the unfortunate child thrown into the hands of his master, past all hopes of safety; for no sooner had Le Doyen turned his back than Cut-in-Half, pointing to the staircase with a dreadful frown, bade the trembling lad betake himself to his garret without loss of time; and the frightened child, glad at any rate to be freed from the monkey and his master, did not require a second bidding, but made off as fast as his strength permitted him. When Gringalet reached his own wretched chamber, he threw himself on the dirty straw allotted him for a bed beside his tortoise, and wept as though his heart were breaking. ‘He will surely kill me!’ cried the miserable boy, as he reflected on the cruelty of his master and his own inability to escape from him. ‘What shall I do? Oh, how I wish I were dead and in my grave!’ Thus he remained sobbing and lamenting for more than an hour, when he was roused by hearing the coarse voice of Cut-in-Half calling upon him to descend. And the terror of the boy was still further increased by discovering a considerable alteration in the rough tones of his master. ‘Now, then!’ roared out the brutal man, with a torrent of oaths, ‘are you coming down, or must I fetch you?’ The unhappy child almost slid down the ladder in his haste to descend, but scarcely had he reached the bottom than Cut-in-Half seized hold of him, and dragged him to his own room, stumbling at every step he took; for the fellow had been drinking so hard that he could scarcely stand on his legs, while his body swung to and fro like the sails of a windmill.
