Bluebeard – Charles Perrault:
THERE was a man who had fine houses, both in town and country, a deal of silver and gold plate, embroidered furniture, and coaches gilded all over with gold. But this man was so unlucky as to have ablue1 beard, which made him so frightfully ugly that all the women and girls ran away from him.
THERE was a man who had fine houses, both in town and country, a deal of silver and gold plate, embroidered furniture, and coaches gilded all over with gold. But this man was so unlucky as to have ablue1 beard, which made him so frightfully ugly that all the women and girls ran away from him.
One
of his neighbors, a lady of quality, had two daughters who were perfect
beauties. He desired of her one of them in marriage, leaving to her choice
which of the two she would bestow on him. They would neither of them have him,
and sent him backward and forward from one another, not being able to bear the
thoughts of marrying a man who had a blue beard,2 and
what besides gave them disgust and aversion was his having already been married
to several wives, and nobody ever knew what became of them.
Bluebeard,3 to engage their affection, took them,
with the lady their mother and three or four ladies of their acquaintance, with
other young people of the neighborhood, to one of his country seats,4where
they stayed a whole week.
There
was nothing there to be seen but parties of pleasure, hunting, fishing,
dancing, mirth, and feasting. Nobody went to bed, but all passed the night in
rallying and joking with each other. In short, everything succeeded so well
that the youngest daughter began to think the master of the house not to have a
beard so very blue, and that he was a mighty civil gentleman.
As
soon as they returned home, the marriage was concluded. About a month
afterward, Bluebeard told his wife that he was obliged to take a country
journey for six weeks5 at least, about affairs of very great
consequence, desiring her to divert herself in his absence, to send for her
friends and acquaintances, to carry them into the country, if she pleased, and
to make good cheer wherever she was.
"Here,"
said he, "are the keys6 of
the two great wardrobes,7 wherein
I have my best furniture; these are of my silver and gold plate, which is not
every day in use; these open my strong boxes, which hold my money, both gold
and silver; these my caskets8 of
jewels; and this is the master-key to all my apartments.9 But
for this little one here, it is the key of the closet10 at
the end of the great gallery11 on
the ground floor. Open them all; go into all and every one of them, except that
little closet, which I forbid you, and forbid it in such a manner that, if you
happen to open it, there's nothing but what you may expectfrom my
just anger and resentment."12
She
promised to observe, very exactly, whatever he had ordered; when he, after having
embraced her, got into his coach and proceeded on his journey.
Her
neighbors and good friends did not stay to be sent for by the new married lady,
so great was their impatience to see all the rich furniture of her house, not
daring to come while her husband was there, because of his blue beard, which
frightened them. They ran through all the rooms, closets, and wardrobes, which
were all so fine and rich that they seemed to surpass one another.
After
that they went up into the two great rooms, where was the best and richest
furniture; they could not sufficiently admire the number and beauty of the
tapestry, beds, couches, cabinets, stands, tables,and looking-glasses,13 in
which you might see yourself from head to foot; some of them were framed with
glass, others with silver, plain and gilded, the finest and most magnificent
ever were seen.
They
ceased not to extol and envy the happiness of their friend, who in the meantime
in no way diverted herself in looking upon all these rich things, because of
the impatience she had to go and open the closet on the ground floor. She was
so much pressed byher curiosity14 that,
without considering that it was very uncivil to leave her company, she went
down a little back staircase, and with such excessive haste that she had twice
or thrice like to have
broken her neck.15
Coming
to the closet-door, she made a stop for some time, thinking upon her husband's
orders, and considering what unhappiness might attend her if she was disobedient;16 but the temptation17 was
so strong she could not overcome it. She then took the little key, and opened
it, trembling, but could not at first see anything plainly, because the windows
were shut. After some moments she began to perceive that the floor was all
covered over with clotted blood,18 on
which lay the bodies of several dead women, ranged against the walls. (These
were all the wives whom Bluebeard had married and murdered, one after another.)
She thought she should have died for fear, and the key, which she pulled out of
the lock, fell out of her hand.
After
having somewhat recovered her surprise, she took up the key, locked the door,
and went upstairs into her chamber to recover herself; but she could not, she
was so much frightened. Having observed that the key of the closet was stained
with blood,19 she
tried two or three times to wipe it off, but the blood would not come out; in
vain did she wash it, and even rub it with soap and sand;20 the
blood still remained, for the key was magical21 and
she could never make it quite clean; when the blood was gone off from one side,
it came again on the other.
Bluebeard
returned from his journey the same evening, and said he had received letters
upon the road, informing him that the affair he went about was ended to his
advantage. His wife did all she could to convince him she was extremely glad of his speedy
return.22
Next
morning he asked her for the keys, which she gave him, but with such a
trembling hand that he easily guessed what had happened.
"What!"
said he, "is not the key of my closet among the rest?"
"I must
certainly have left it above upon the table," said she.
"Fail
not to bring it to me presently," said Bluebeard.
After
several goings backward and forward she was forced to bring him the key.
Bluebeard, having very attentively considered it, said to his wife, "How
comes this blood upon the key?"
"I
do not know," cried the poor woman, paler than death.
"You
do not know!" replied Bluebeard. "I very well know. You were resolved
to go into the closet, were you not? Mighty well, madam; you shall go in, and
take your place among the ladies you saw there."
Upon
this she threw herself at her husband's feet, and begged his pardon with all
the signs of true repentance,23 vowing
that she would never more be disobedient. She would have melted a rock, so
beautiful and sorrowful was she; but Bluebeard had a heart harder than any rock!24
"You
must die, madam," said he, "and that presently."
"Since
I must die," answered she (looking upon him with her eyes all bathed in
tears), "give me some little time to say my prayers."25
"I
give you," replied Bluebeard, "half a quarter of an hour, but not one
moment more."
When
she was alone she called out to her sister, and said to her: "Sister Anne"26 (for
that was her name), "go up, I beg you, upon the top of the tower, and look
if my brothers are not coming over; they promised me that they would come
today, and if you see them, give them a sign to make haste."
Her
sister Anne went up upon the top of the tower, and the poor afflicted wife
cried out from time to time: "Anne,
sister Anne, do you see anyone coming?"27
And
sister Anne said: "I see nothing but the sun, which makes a dust, and the
grass, which looks green."
In
the meanwhile Bluebeard, holding a great sabre28 in
his hand, cried out as loud as he could bawl to his wife: "Come down
instantly, or I shall come up to you."
"One
moment longer, if you please," said his wife, and then she cried out very
softly, "Anne, sister Anne, dost thou see anybody coming?"
And
sister Anne answered: "I see nothing but the sun, which makes a dust, and
the grass, which is green."
"Come
down quickly," cried Bluebeard, "or I will come up to you."
"I
am coming," answered his wife; and then she cried, "Anne, sister
Anne, dost thou not see anyone coming?"
"I
see," replied sister Anne, "a great dust, which comes on this side
here."
"Are
they my brothers?"
"Will
you not come down?" cried Bluebeard.
"One
moment longer," said his wife, and then she cried out: "Anne, sister
Anne, dost thou see nobody coming?"
"I
see," said she, "two horsemen, but they are yet a great way
off."
"God
be praised," replied the poor wife joyfully; "they are my brothers; I
will make them a sign, as well as I can, for them to make haste."
Then
Bluebeard bawled out so loud that he made the whole house tremble. The
distressed wife came down, and threw herself at his feet, all in tears, with
her hair about her shoulders.
"This
signifies nothing," says Bluebeard; "you must die"; then, taking
hold of her hair with one hand, and lifting up the sword with the other, he was
going to take off her head. The poor lady, turning about to him, and looking at
him with dying eyes, desired him to afford her one little moment to recollect
herself.
"No,
no," said he, "recommend thyself to God," and was just ready to
strike . . .
At
this very instant there was such a loud knocking at the gate that Bluebeard
made a sudden stop. The gate was opened, and presently entered two horsemen,
who, drawing their swords, ran directly to Bluebeard. He knew them to be his
wife's brothers, one a dragoon,30the
other a musketeer,31 so
that he ran away immediately to save himself; but the two brothers pursued so
close that they overtook him before he could get to the steps of the porch,
when they ran their swords through his body and left him dead. The poor wife
was almost as dead as her husband, and had not strength enough to rise and
welcome her brothers.
Bluebeard
had no heirs,32 and
so his wife became mistress of all his estate. She made use of one part of it
to marry her sister Anne to a young gentleman who had loved
her a long while;33 another
partto buy
captains commissions34 for
her brothers, and the rest to marry herself to a very worthy gentleman, who
made her forget the ill time she had passed with Bluebeard.
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