Once on the ground, I got off my horse and mingled with the habitués of
the races, among whom I found several of my acquaintances. It was then
that I saw the frightful obstacle which was to be leaped over, after the
two miles had been run and the hedges crossed.
Fancy a beam raised five feet above the ground, and nailed across two
perpendicular posts like a gate across a road.
It was then that the story M. de Cernay had told me, strange as it was,
and contrary to all our usual customs, began to seem credible, and to
explain why these two young men were about to run such a terrible risk.
There was quite a crowd of people around the barrier, who were quite as
incredulous as I. They asked each other why two young men, who were rich
and in the best society, should risk their lives in such a way as this.
They wondered if the race was for an enormous sum of money, as that
might in a certain way justify such foolish bravery; but the purse was
but two hundred louis.
At last, after many foolish conjectures, several of the spectators, who
were conversant with the happenings in high life, arrived, either from
their own convictions or from being prompted by M. de Cernay's
story,--arrived, I say, at the same conclusion as he did, and gave the
same interpretation to this deadly duel.
This hypothesis was very generally admitted; because, in the first
place, it had the irresistible attraction of maliciousness; and,
secondly, because any explication of the silliest as well as the most
serious question, which appears to solve the long and vainly sought
answer to the enigma, is hailed with delight.
So that very soon I heard here and there such exclamations as the
following: "Is it possible?" "Ah, really! now that explains it all."
"What utter folly!" "What thoughtful tact!" "How foolhardy to run such
risks for a scornful coquette!" "It is just like her to permit such
behaviour!" "The devilish little marquise! It is disgusting!"
"Incredible!" etc.
I had not the time to question M. de Cernay as to any details about the
performers in this extraordinary entertainment, so while the public was
venting its indignation on Madame de Pënâfiel, I happened to notice
Sir Henry ----, a great sportsman of my acquaintance, and thought that
perhaps he could give me some interesting information.
"Well," said I, "this race will be exciting enough, I hope! Can you tell
me which is the favourite?"
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