the young lady's hand with particular vivacity, sensibility, and grace;
their lips met, their eyes sparkled, their knees trembled, their hands
strayed. Baron Thunder-ten-Tronckh passed near the screen and
beholding this cause and effect chased Candide from the castle with
great kicks on the backside; Cunegonde fainted away; she was boxed
on the ears by the Baroness, as soon as she came to herself; and all was
consternation in this most magnificent and most agreeable of all
possible castles.
II
WHAT BECAME OF CANDIDE AMONG THE BULGARIANS.
Candide, driven from terrestrial paradise, walked a long while without
knowing where, weeping, raising his eyes to heaven, turning them
often towards the most magnificent of castles which imprisoned the
purest of noble young ladies. He lay down to sleep without supper, in
the middle of a field between two furrows. The snow fell in large flakes.
Next day Candide, all benumbed, dragged himself towards the
neighbouring town which was called Waldberghofftrarbk-dikdorff,
having no money, dying of hunger and fatigue, he stopped sorrowfully
at the door of an inn. Two men dressed in blue observed him.
"Comrade," said one, "here is a well-built young fellow, and of proper
height."
They went up to Candide and very civilly invited him to dinner.
"Gentlemen," replied Candide, with a most engaging modesty, "you do
me great honour, but I have not wherewithal to pay my share."
"Oh, sir," said one of the blues to him, "people of your appearance and
of your merit never pay anything: are you not five feet five inches
high?"
"Yes, sir, that is my height," answered he, making a low bow.
"Come, sir, seat yourself; not only will we pay your reckoning, but we
will never suffer such a man as you to want money; men are only born
to assist one another."
"You are right," said Candide; "this is what I was always taught by Mr.
Pangloss, and I see plainly that all is for the best."
They begged of him to accept a few crowns. He took them, and wished
to give them his note; they refused; they seated themselves at table.
"Love you not deeply?"
"Oh yes," answered he; "I deeply love Miss Cunegonde."
"No," said one of the gentlemen, "we ask you if you do not deeply love
the King of the Bulgarians?"
"Not at all," said he; "for I have never seen him."
"What! he is the best of kings, and we must drink his health."
"Oh! very willingly, gentlemen," and he drank.
"That is enough," they tell him. "Now you are the help, the support, the
defender, the hero of the Bulgarians. Your fortune is made, and your
glory is assured."
Instantly they fettered him, and carried him away to the regiment.
There he was made to wheel about to the right, and to the left, to draw
his rammer, to return his rammer, to present, to fire, to march, and they
gave him thirty blows with a cudgel. The next day he did his exercise a
little less badly, and he received but twenty blows. The day following
they gave him only ten, and he was regarded by his comrades as a
prodigy.
Candide, all stupefied, could not yet very well realise how he was a
hero. He resolved one fine day in spring to go for a walk, marching
straight before him, believing that it was a privilege of the human as
well as of the animal species to make use of their legs as they pleased.
He had advanced two leagues when he was overtaken by four others,
heroes of six feet, who bound him and carried him to a dungeon. He
was asked which he would like the best, to be whipped six-and-thirty
times through all the regiment, or to receive at once twelve balls of lead
in his brain. He vainly said that human will is free, and that he chose
neither the one nor the other. He was forced to make a choice; he
determined, in virtue of that gift of God called liberty, to run the
gauntlet six-and-thirty times. He bore this twice. The regiment was
composed of two thousand men; that composed for him four thousand
strokes, which laid bare all his muscles and nerves, from the nape of his
neck quite down to his rump. As they were going to proceed to a third
whipping, Candide, able to bear no more, begged as a favour that they
would be so good as to shoot him. He obtained this favour; they
bandaged his eyes, and bade him kneel down. The King of the
Bulgarians passed at this moment and ascertained the nature of the
crime. As he had great talent, he understood from all that he learnt of
Candide that he was a young metaphysician, extremely ignorant of the
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