Derniers Contes

By Edgar Allan Poe

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meme! Et Raphael les avait vues! Oui, Raphael avait passe
par la; car n'avait-il pas peint la---? et par consequent n'etait-il
pas damne?--Les peintures! Les peintures! O luxure! O amour!--Qui donc,
a la vue de ces beautes defendues, pourrait avoir des yeux pour les
delicates devises des cadres d'or qui etoilaient les murs d'hyacinthe et
de porphyre?

Mais le Duc sent defaillir son coeur. Ce n'est pas, comme on pourrait le
supposer, la magnificence qui lui donne le vertige; il n'est point ivre
des exhalaisons extatiques de ces innombrables encensoirs. _Il est vrai
que tout cela lui a donne a penser--mais!_ Le Duc de l'Omelette est
frappe de terreur; car, a travers la lugubre perspective que lui ouvre
une seule fenetre sans rideaux, la! flamboie la lueur du plus spectral
de tous les feux!

_Le pauvre Duc!_ Il ne put s'empecher de reconnaitre que les glorieuses,
voluptueuses et eternelles melodies qui envahissaient la salle,
transformees en passant a travers l'alchimie de la fenetre enchantee,
n'etaient que les plaintes et les hurlements des desesperes et des
damnes! Et la! oui, la! sur cette ottomane!--qui donc pouvait-ce
etre?--lui, le _petit-maitre_--non, la Divinite!--assise et comme
sculptee dans le marbre, et _qui sourit_ avec sa figure pale si
_amerement_!

_Mais il faut agir_--c'est-a-dire, un Francais ne perd jamais
completement la tete. Et puis, sa Grace avait horreur des scenes. De
l'Omelette redevient lui-meme. Il y avait sur une table plusieurs
fleurets et quelques epees. Le Duc a etudie l'escrime sous B.....--_Il
avait tue ses six hommes._ Le voila sauve. Il mesure deux epees, et
avec une grace inimitable, il offre le choix a sa Majeste.--Horreur! sa
Majeste ne fait pas d'armes!

_Mais elle joue?_ Quelle heureuse idee! Sa Grace a toujours une
excellente memoire. Il a etudie a fond le "Diable" de l'abbe Gaultier.
Or il y est dit "_que le Diable n'ose pas refuser une partie d'ecarte._"

Oui, mais les chances! les chances!--Desesperees, sans doute; mais a
peine plus desesperees que le Duc. Et puis, n'etait-il pas dans le
secret? N'avait-il pas ecreme le pere Le Brun? N'etait-il pas membre du
Club Vingt-un? "_Si je perds_, se dit-il, _je serai deux fois perdu_--je
serai deux fois damne--_voila tout!_ (Ici sa Grace haussa les epaules).
_Si je gagne, je retournerai a mes ortolans--que les cartes soient
preparees!_"

Sa Grace etait tout soin, tout attention--sa Majeste tout abandon. A les
voir, on les eut pris pour Francois et Charles. Sa Grace ne pensait qu'a
son jeu; sa Majeste ne pensait pas du tout. Elle battit; le Duc coupa.

Les cartes sont donnees. L'atout est tourne;--c'est--c'est--le Roi!
Non--c'etait la Reine. Sa Majeste maudit son costume masculin. De
l'Omelette mit

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