Papillon. Анри Шарьер
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– one had a hole for the mast. It was so heavy that Maturette and I had a job turning it over. The sail and rigging were brand-new. There were rings in the sides to lash things to, such as the water-barrel. We set to work. By noon a keel, deepening as it ran aft, was firmly fixed with long screws and the four spikes I had with me.
Standing there in a ring, the lepers silently watched us work. Toussaint told us how to set about it and we followed his instructions. Toussaint’s face looked natural enough – no bad places on it. But when he spoke you noticed that only one half of his face moved, the left half. He told me that; and he also told me he had dry leprosy. His chest and his right arm were paralysed too, and he was expecting his right leg to go presently. His right eye was as set as one made of glass: it could see, but not move. I won’t give any of the lepers’ names. Maybe those who knew or loved them were never told the hideous way they rotted alive.
As I worked I talked to Toussaint. No one else said a word. Except once, when I was just going to pick up some hinges they had wrenched off a piece of furniture in the infirmary to strengthen the hold of the keel: one said, ‘Don’t take them yet. Leave them there. I cut myself getting one off, and although I wiped it there’s still a little blood.’ Another leper poured rum over the hinge and lit it twice. ‘Now you can use it,’ he said.
During our work Toussaint said to one of the lepers, ‘You’ve escaped a good many times; tell Papillon just what he ought to do, since none of these three has ever made a break.’
Straight away the leper began, ‘The ebb will start very early this afternoon. The tide’ll change at three. By nightfall, about six o’clock, you’ll have a very strong run that’ll take you to about sixty miles from the mouth of the river in less than three hours. When you have to pull in, it’ll be about nine. You must tie up good and solid to a tree in the bush during the six hours of flood: that brings you to three in the morning. Don’t set off then, though, because the ebb doesn’t run fast enough. Get out into the middle at say half past four. You’ll have an hour and a half to cover the thirty odd miles before sunrise. Everything depends on that hour and a half. At six o’clock, when the sun comes up, you have to be out at sea. Even if the screws do see you, they can’t follow, because they’d reach the bar at the mouth of the river just as the flood begins. They can’t get over it, and you’ll already be across. You’ve got to have that lead of half a mile when they see you – it’s life or death. There’s only one sail here. What did you have on the canoe?’
‘Mainsail and jib.’
‘This is a heavy boat: it’ll stand two jibs – a staysail and an outer jib to keep her bows well up. Go out of the river with everything set. There are always heavy seas at the mouth there, and you want to take them head on. Make your friends lie down in the bottom to keep her steady and get a good grip on the tiller. Don’t tie the sheet to your leg, but pass it through that fairlead and hold it with a turn round your wrist. If you see that the wind and a heavy sea are going to lay you right over, let everything go and you’ll straighten up right away. If that happens, don’t you stop, but let the mainsail spill the wind and carry right on with the jib and staysail full. When you’re out in the blue water you’ll have time enough to put it all to rights – not before that. Do you know your course?’
‘No. All I know is that Venezuela and Colombia lie north-west.’
‘That’s right; but take care not to be forced back on shore. Dutch Guiana, on the other side of the river, hands escaped men back, and so does British Guiana. Trinidad doesn’t, but they make you leave in a fortnight. Venezuela returns you, after you’ve worked on the roads for a year or two.’
I listened as hard as I could. He told me he went off from time to time, but since he was a leper everybody sent him away at once. He admitted he had never been farther than Georgetown, in British Guiana. His leprosy could only be seen on his feet, which had lost all their toes. He was barefoot. Toussaint told me to repeat all the advice I had been given, and I did so without making a mistake. At this point Jean sans Peur said, ‘How long ought he to sail out to sea?’
I answered first, ‘I’ll steer north-north-east for three days. Reckoning the leeway that’ll make dead north. Then the fourth day I’ll head north-west, which will come to true west.’
‘That’s right,’ said the leper. ‘Last time I only stood out two days, so I ended up in British Guiana. With three days standing on, you’ll go north past Trinidad or Barbados, and then you go right by Venezuela without noticing it and land up in Curaçao or Colombia.’
Jean sans Peur said, ‘Toussaint, what did you sell your boat for?’
‘Three thousand,’ said Toussaint. ‘Was that dear?’
‘No, that wasn’t why I asked. Just to know, that’s all. Can you pay, Papillon?’
‘Yes.’
‘Will you have any money left?’
‘No. That’s all we’ve got – exactly the three thousand my friend Clousiot has on him.’
‘Toussaint,’ said Jean sans Peur, ‘I’ll let you have my revolver. I’d like to help these guys. What’ll you give me for it?’
‘A thousand francs,’ said Toussaint. ‘I’d like to help them too.’
‘Thanks for everything,’ said Maturette, looking at Jean sans Peur.
‘Thanks,’ said Clousiot.
Now I was ashamed of having lied and I said, ‘No. I can’t take it. There’s no reason why you should give us anything.’
He looked at me and said, ‘Yes, there is a reason all right. Three thousand francs is a lot of money; but even so, Toussaint’s dropping two thousand at least on the deal, because it’s a hell of a good boat he’s letting you have. There’s no reason why I shouldn’t do something for you too.’
And then something very moving happened. La Chouette put a hat on the ground and the lepers began throwing notes or coins into it. Lepers appeared from everywhere, and every one of them put something in. I was overcome with shame. Yet it just wasn’t possible to say I still had money left. Christ, what was I to do? Here was this great-hearted conduct and I was behaving like a shit. I said, ‘Please, please don’t sacrifice all this.’ A coal-black Negro, terribly mutilated – two stumps for hands, no fingers at all – said, ‘We don’t use the money for living. Don’t be ashamed to take it. We only use it for gambling or for stuffing the leper-women who come over from Albina now and then.’ What he said was a relief to me and it stopped me confessing I still had some money.
The lepers had boiled two hundred eggs. They brought them in a wooden box with a red cross on it. It was the box they had had that morning with the day’s medicines. They also brought two live turtles weighing at least half a hundredweight each, carefully laid on their backs, tobacco in leaves and two bottles full of matches and strikers; a sack of at least a hundredweight of rice, two bags of charcoal; the Primus from the infirmary and a wicker bottle of paraffin. The whole community, all these terribly unfortunate men, felt for us; they all wanted to help us succeed. Anyone would have said this was their escape rather than ours. We hauled the boat down near to the place where we had landed. They counted the money in the hat: eight hundred and ten francs. I only had to give Toussaint one thousand two hundred. Clousiot passed me his charger. I opened it there in front of everybody. It held a thousand-franc note and four five hundreds. I gave Toussaint one thousand five hundred. He gave me three hundred change and then he said, ‘Here. Take the revolver – it’s a present. You’re staking everything you’ve got, and it mustn’t go wrong at the last moment just for want of a weapon. I hope you won’t have to use it.’
I didn’t know how to say thank you, to Toussaint first and then to all the others. The medical orderly had put up a little tin with cotton-wool, alcohol, aspirin, bandages, iodine, a pair of scissors and some sticking-plaster. Another leper brought two slim, well-planed pieces of wood and two strips of antiseptic binding still in its packet, perfectly new. They were a present so that I could change Clousiot’s