The Royal Life Guard; or, the flight of the royal family.. Dumas Alexandre
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when shut, and pointed out to the adventurer a narrow and steep flight of steps going down into the earth.
When Billet entered, the door shut behind him swiftly and silently. He counted seventeen steps, and though he was not talkative could not help saying: "Good, I am going right."
Before a door floated tapestry: he went straight to it, lifted it and was within a large circular hall where some fifty persons were gathered. The walls were hung with red and white cloth, on which were traced the Square, the Compass and the Level. A single lamp, hung from the center of the ceiling, cast a wan light insufficient to define those who preferred to stand out of its direct beams.
A rostrum up which four steps led, awaited orators or new members, and on this platform, next the wall, a desk and chair stood for the chairman.
In a few minutes the hall filled so that there was no moving about. The men were of all conditions and sorts from the peasant to the prince, arriving like Billet solitarily, and standing wherever they liked, without knowing or being known to each other. Each wore under his overcoat the masonic apron if only a mason, or the scarf of the Illuminati, if affiliated to the Grand Mystery. Only three restricted themselves to the masonic apron.
One was Billet; another a young man, and the third a man of forty-two who appeared by his bearing to belong to the highest upper class.
Some seconds after he had arrived, though no more noticed than the meanest, a second panel opened and the chairman appeared, wearing the insignia of the Grand Orient and the Grand Copt.
Billet uttered faintly his astonishment, for the Master was the man who had accosted him at the Bastile.
He mounted the dais and turning to the assembly, said:
"Brothers, we have two pieces of business to do this day: I have to receive three new candidates; and I have to render account of how the Work has gone on: for as it grows harder and harder, it is meet that you should know if I am ever worthy of your trust and that I should know if I still deserve it. It is only by receiving light from you and imparting it that I can walk in the dark way. Let the chiefs alone stay in the lodge to receive or reject the applicants. They dealt with, all are to return into session, from the first to the last, for it is in the presence of all and not only within the Supreme Circle, I wish to lay bare my conduct and receive censure or ask for recompense."
At these words a door flew open opposite that he had come in by; vast vaulted depths were beheld, as the crypt of an ancient basilica.
The arcades were feebly lighted by brass lamps hung so as to make darkness visible.
Only three remained, the novices. Chance fixed it that they should be standing up by the wall at nearly regular distances. They looked at each other with astonishment, only thus and now learning that they were the heroes of the occasion.
At this instant the door by which the chairman had come, opened to admit six masked men who came to place themselves beside the Master, three on each hand.
"Let Numbers Two and Three disappear for the time," said the Master; "none but the supreme chiefs must know the secrets of the reception or refusal of a would-be mason in the Order of the Illuminated."
The young man and the high-born one retired by the lobby by which they had come, leaving Billet alone.
"Draw nearer," said the chairman. "What is your name among the profane?" he demanded when obeyed.
"François Billet, and it is Strength, among the elect."
"Where did you first see the Light?"
"In the lodge of the Soissons Friends of Truth."
"How old are you?"
"Seven years," replied Billet, making the sign to show what rank he had attained in the order.
"Why do you want to rise a step and be received among us?"
"Because I am told that it is a step nearer the Universal Light."
"Have you supporters?"
"I have no one to speak for me save him who came to me and offered to have me welcomed." He looked fixedly at the chairman.
"With what feelings would you walk in the way which we may open unto you?"
"With hate of the powerful and love for equality."
"What answers for these feelings?"
"The pledge of a man who has never broken his word."
"What inspired your wish for equality?"
"The inferior condition in which I was born."
"What the hatred of those above you?"
"That is my secret; yet it is known to you; why do you want me to say aloud what I hesitate to say in a whisper to myself?"
"Will you walk in the way to Equality and with you lead all those whom you can control?"
"Yes."
"As far as your will and strength can go, will you overthrow all obstacles opposing the freedom of France and the emancipation of the world?"
"I will."
"Are you free from any anterior engagement or if made will you break it if contrary to this new pledge?"
"I am ready."
Turning to the chiefs, the Master said:
"Brothers, this man speaks the truth. I invited him to be one of ours. A great grief binds him to our cause by the ties of hatred. He has already done much for the Revolution and may do more. I propose him, and answer for him in the past, the present and the future."
"Receive him," said all the six.
The presiding officer raised his hand and said in a slow and solemn voice:
"In the name of the Architect of the Universe, swear to break all carnal bonds still binding you to parents, sister, brother, wife, kinsmen, mistress, kings, benefactors, and to whomsoever you have promised faith, obedience, service or gratitude."
Billet repeated in a voice as firm as the speaker's.
"Good! henceforth you are freed from the so-called oath of allegiance made to the country and the laws. Swear therefore to reveal to your new chief what you see and do, hear or learn, read or divine, and moreover to seek out and find which is not offered to the sight."
"I swear," said Billet.
"Swear to honor and respect steel, fire and poison as sure and prompt means necessary to purge the world by the death of those who try to lessen truth or snatch it from our hands.
"Swear to avoid Naples, Rome, Spain and all accursed places. To shun the temptation of revealing anything seen and heard in our meetings, for the lightning is not swifter to strike than our invisible and inevitable knife, wherever you may hide. And now, live in the Name of the Three!"
A brother hidden in the crypt, opened the door where the inferior members were strolling till the initiation was over. The Master waved Billet to go there, and, bowing, he went to join those whom the dreadful words he had uttered made his associates.
The second candidate was the famous St. Just, the Revolutionist whom Robespierre sent to the guillotine. He was initiated in the same terms as Billet and similarly joined the band.
The third candidate was Louis Philippe, Duke of Orleans whom hatred of his relatives had induced to take this step to have the aid of powerful partners in his attempt to seize the throne. He was already at the degree of Rose-Croix. He took the oath which was administered in a different order from before in order to test him at the outset, and instead of saying, Yes, he repeated the very words of the section binding him to break all ties, of affection or allegiance to royalty.
When he darted into the crypt he exclaimed:
"At last I shall have my revenge!"
CHAPTER V.
THE CONSPIRATORS ACCOUNT
On being left together, the six masked men and the chairman whispered among themselves.
"Let all come in," said Cagliostro, for he was the Master; "I am ready to