The Carnival at Rome.
When Franz recovered his senses, he saw Albert drinking a glass of water, of which, to judge from his pallor, he stood in great need; and the count, who was assuming his masquerade costume.He glanced mechanically towards the square -- the scene was wholly changed; scaffold, executioners, victims, all had disappeared; only the people remained, full of noise and excitement.The bell of Monte Citorio, which only sounds on the pope's decease and the opening of the Carnival, was ringing a joyous peal."Well,"asked he of the count, "what has, then, happened?""Nothing," replied the count; "only, as you see, the Carnival his commenced.Make haste and dress yourself.""In fact," said Franz, "this horrible scene has passed away like a dream.""It is but a dream, a nightmare, that has disturbed you.""Yes, that I have suffered; but the culprit?""That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?""But Peppino -- what has become of him?"
"Peppino is a lad of sense, who, unlike most men, who are happy in proportion as they are noticed, was delighted to see that the general attention was directed towards his companion.He profited by this distraction to slip away among the crowd, without even thanking the worthy priests who accompanied him.Decidedly man is an ungrateful and egotistical animal.But dress yourself; see, M.de Morcerf sets you the example." Albert was drawing on the satin pantaloon over his black trousers and varnished boots.
"Well, Albert," said Franz, "do you feel much inclined to join the revels? Come, answer frankly.""Ma foi, no," returned Albert."But I am really glad to have seen such a sight; and I understand what the count said --that when you have once habituated yourself to a similar spectacle, it is the only one that causes you any emotion.""Without reflecting that this is the only moment in which you can study character," said the count; "on the steps of the scaffold death tears off the mask that has been worn through life, and the real visage is disclosed.It must be allowed that Andrea was not very handsome, the hideous scoundrel! Come, dress yourselves, gentlemen, dress yourselves." Franz felt it would be ridiculous not to follow his two companions' example.He assumed his costume, and fastened on the mask that scarcely equalled the pallor of his own face.Their toilet finished, they descended; the carriage awaited them at the door, filled with sweetmeats and bouquets.They fell into the line of carriages.It is difficult to form an idea of the perfect change that had taken place.Instead of the spectacle of gloomy and silent death, the Piazza del Popolo presented a spectacle of gay and noisy mirth and revelry.A crowd of masks flowed in from all sides, emerging from the doors, descending from the windows.From every street and every corner drove carriages filled with clowns, harlequins, dominoes, mummers, pantomimists, Transteverins, knights, and peasants, screaming, fighting, gesticulating, throwing eggs filled with flour, confetti, nosegays, attacking, with their sarcasms and their missiles, friends and foes, companions and strangers, indiscriminately, and no one took offence, or did anything but laugh.Franz and Albert were like men who, to drive away a violent sorrow, have recourse to wine, and who, as they drink and become intoxicated, feel a thick veil drawn between the past and the present.They saw, or rather continued to see, the image of what they had witnessed; but little by little the general vertigo seized them, and they felt themselves obliged to take part in the noise and confusion.A handful of confetti that came from a neighboring carriage, and which, while it covered Morcerf and his two companions with dust, pricked his neck and that portion of his face uncovered by his mask like a hundred pins, incited him to join in the general combat, in which all the masks around him were engaged.He rose in his turn, and seizing handfuls of confetti and sweetmeats, with which the carriage was filled, cast them with all the force and skill he was master of.
