French fiction -- Translations into English; Short stories, French -- Translations into English
“She spoke truly. I should have been wise to think no more of her; but
after that day on Rue de Candilejo, I could think of nothing else. I
walked about all day long, hoping to meet her. I asked the old woman
and the eating-house keeper for news of her. Both replied that she
had gone to Laloro,[28] which was their way of designating Portugal.
Probably they said that in accordance with Carmen’s instructions, but I
very soon found out that they lied. Several weeks after my day on Rue
de Candilejo, I was on duty at one of the gates of the city. A short
distance from the gate there was a breach in the wall; men were at work
repairing it during the day, and at night a sentinel was posted there
to prevent smuggling. During the day I saw Lillas Pastia going to and
fro around the guard-house, and talking with some of my comrades; all
of them knew him, and they knew his fish and his fritters even better.
He came to me and asked me if I had heard from Carmen.
“‘No,’ said I.
“‘Well, you will, _compadre_.’
“He was not mistaken. At night I was stationed at the breach. As soon
as the corporal had retired, I saw a woman coming towards me. My heart
told me that it was Carmen. However, I shouted:
“‘Go back! You cannot pass!’
“‘Don’t be disagreeable,’ she said, showing me her face.
“‘What! is it you, Carmen?’
“‘Yes, my countryman. Let us talk a little and talk quick. Do you want
to earn a _douro_? There are some men coming with bundles; let them
alone.’
“‘No,’ I replied. ‘I must prevent them from passing; those are my
orders.’
“‘Orders! orders! So you’ve forgotten the Rue de Candilejo?’
“‘Ah!’ I exclaimed, completely overwhelmed by the bare memory of that
day, ‘that would be well worth the penalty of forgetting orders; but I
want no smugglers’ money.’
“‘Well, if you don’t want money, would you like to go again to old
Dorothy’s and dine?’
“‘No,’ I said, half suffocated by the effort it cost me, ‘I cannot.’
“‘Very good. If you are so stiff-backed, I know whom to apply to. I
will go to your officer and offer to go to Dorothy’s with him. He looks
like a good fellow, and he will put some man on duty here who will see
no more than he ought to see. Farewell, Canary. I shall laugh with all
my heart on the day when the orders are to hang you.’
“I was weak enough to call her back, and I promised to allow all
gypsydom to pass, if necessary, provided that I obtained the only
reward that I desired. She instantly swore to keep her word on the
next day, and hastened away to notify her friends, who were close by.
There were five of them,--Pastia was one--all well laden with English
goods. Carmen kept watch. She was to give warning with her castanets
the instant that she saw the patrol; but she did not need to do it. The
smugglers did their work in an instant.
“The next day I went to Rue de Candilejo. Carmen kept me waiting, and
when she came she was in a villainous temper.
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