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diff --git a/old/1380.txt b/old/1380.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..c99d535 --- /dev/null +++ b/old/1380.txt @@ -0,0 +1,12188 @@ +The Project Gutenberg EBook of The Two Brothers, by Honore de Balzac + +This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with +almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Two Brothers + +Author: Honore de Balzac + +Translator: Katharine Prescott Wormeley + +Release Date: July, 1997 [Etext #1380] +Posting Date: February 24, 2010 + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ASCII + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE TWO BROTHERS *** + + + + +Produced by John Bickers, and Dagny + + + + + +THE TWO BROTHERS + + +By Honore De Balzac + + + +Translated by Katharine Prescott Wormeley + + + + + +DEDICATION + +To Monsieur Charles Nodier, member of the French Academy, etc. + +Here, my dear Nodier, is a book filled with deeds that are screened from +the action of the laws by the closed doors of domestic life; but as +to which the finger of God, often called chance, supplies the place +of human justice, and in which the moral is none the less striking and +instructive because it is pointed by a scoffer. + +To my mind, such deeds contain great lessons for the Family and for +Maternity. We shall some day realize, perhaps too late, the effects +produced by the diminution of paternal authority. That authority, which +formerly ceased only at the death of the father, was the sole human +tribunal before which domestic crimes could be arraigned; kings +themselves, on special occasions, took part in executing its judgments. +However good and tender a mother may be, she cannot fulfil the function +of the patriarchal royalty any more than a woman can take the place of +a king upon the throne. Perhaps I have never drawn a picture that shows +more plainly how essential to European society is the indissoluble +marriage bond, how fatal the results of feminine weakness, how great the +dangers arising from selfish interests when indulged without restraint. +May a society which is based solely on the power of wealth shudder as it +sees the impotence of the law in dealing with the workings of a system +which deifies success, and pardons every means of attaining it. May +it return to the Catholic religion, for the purification of its masses +through the inspiration of religious feeling, and by means of an +education other than that of a lay university. + +In the "Scenes from Military Life" so many fine natures, so many high +and noble self-devotions will be set forth, that I may here be allowed +to point out the depraving effect of the necessities of war upon certain +minds who venture to act in domestic life as if upon the field of +battle. + +You have cast a sagacious glance over the events of our own time; its +philosophy shines, in more than one bitter reflection, through your +elegant pages; you have appreciated, more clearly than other men, +the havoc wrought in the mind of our country by the existence of four +distinct political systems. I cannot, therefore, place this history +under the protection of a more competent authority. Your name may, +perhaps, defend my work against the criticisms that are certain to +follow it,--for where is the patient who keeps silence when the surgeon +lifts the dressing from his wound? + +To the pleasure of dedicating this Scene to you, is joined the pride I +feel in thus making known your friendship for one who here subscribes +himself + + Your sincere admirer, + + De Balzac + Paris, November, 1842. + + + + + +THE TWO BROTHERS + + + + +CHAPTER I + +In 1792 the townspeople of Issoudun enjoyed the services of a physician +named Rouget, whom they held to be a man of consummate malignity. Were +we to believe certain bold tongues, he made his wife extremely unhappy, +although she was the most beautiful woman of the neighborhood. Perhaps, +indeed, she was rather silly. But the prying of friends, the slander of +enemies, and the gossip of acquaintances, had never succeeded in laying +bare the interior of that household. Doctor Rouget was a man of whom we +say in common parlance, "He is not pleasant to deal with." Consequently, +during his lifetime, his townsmen kept silence about him and treated him +civilly. His wife, a demoiselle Descoings, feeble in health during her +girlhood (which was said to be a reason why the doctor married her), +gave birth to a son, and also to a daughter who arrived, unexpectedly, +ten years after her brother, and whose birth took the husband, doctor +though he were, by surprise. This late-comer was named Agathe. + +These little facts are so simple, so commonplace, that a writer seems +scarcely justified in placing them in the fore-front of his history; yet +if they are not known, a man of Doctor Rouget's stamp would be thought +a monster, an unnatural father, when, in point of fact, he was only +following out the evil tendencies which many people shelter under +the terrible axiom that "men should have strength of character,"--a +masculine phrase that has caused many a woman's misery. + +The Descoings, father-in-law and mother-in-law of the doctor, were +commission merchants in the wool-trade, and did a double business by +selling for the producers and buying for the manufacturers of the golden +fleeces of Berry; thus pocketing a commission on both sides. In this way +they grew rich and miserly--the outcome of many such lives. Descoings +the son, younger brother of Madame Rouget, did not like Issoudun. He +went to seek his fortune in Paris, where he set up as a grocer in the +rue Saint-Honore. That step led to his ruin. But nothing could have +hindered it: a grocer is drawn to his business by an attracting force +quite equal to the repelling force which drives artists away from it. +We do not sufficiently study the social potentialities which make up +the various vocations of life. It would be interesting to know what +determines one man to be a stationer rather than a baker; since, in our +day, sons are not compelled to follow the calling of their fathers, +as they were among the Egyptians. In this instance, love decided the +vocation of Descoings. He said to himself, "I, too, will be a grocer!" +and in the same breath he said (also to himself) some other things +regarding his employer,--a beautiful creature, with whom he had fallen +desperately in love. Without other help than patience and the trifling +sum of money his father and mother sent him, he married the widow of his +predecessor, Monsieur Bixiou. + +In 1792 Descoings was thought to be doing an excellent business. At that +time, the old Descoings were still living. They had retired from the +wool-trade, and were employing their capital in buying up the forfeited +estates,--another golden fleece! Their son-in-law Doctor Rouget, who, +about this time, felt pretty sure that he should soon have to mourn for +the death of his wife, sent his daughter to Paris to the care of his +brother-in-law, partly to let her see the capital, but still more to +carry out an artful scheme of his own. Descoings had no children. Madame +Descoings, twelve years older than her husband, was in good health, +but as fat as a thrush after harvest; and the canny Rouget knew enough +professionally to be certain that Monsieur and Madame Descoings, +contrary to the moral of fairy tales, would live happy ever after +without having any children. The pair might therefore become attached to +Agathe. + +That young girl, the handsomest maiden in Issoudun, did not resemble +either father or mother. Her birth had caused a lasting breach between +Doctor Rouget and his intimate friend Monsieur Lousteau, a former +sub-delegate who had lately removed from the town. When a family +expatriates itself, the natives of a place as attractive as Issoudun +have a right to inquire into the reasons of so surprising a step. It was +said by certain sharp tongues that Doctor Rouget, a vindictive man, had +been heard to exclaim that Monsieur Lousteau should die by his hand. +Uttered by a physician, this declaration had the force of a cannon-ball. +When the National Assembly suppressed the sub-delegates, Lousteau +and his family left Issoudun, and never returned there. After their +departure Madame Rouget spent most of her time with the sister of the +late sub-delegate, Madame Hochon, who was the godmother of her daughter, +and the only person to whom she confided her griefs. The little that the +good town of Issoudun ever really knew of the beautiful Madame Rouget +was told by Madame Hochon,--though not until after the doctor's death. + +The first words of Madame Rouget, when informed by her husband that +he meant to send Agathe to Paris, were: "I shall never see my daughter +again." + +"And she was right," said the worthy Madame Hochon. + +After this, the poor mother grew as yellow as a quince, and her +appearance did not contradict the tongues of those who declared that +Doctor Rouget was killing her by inches. The behavior of her booby of a +son must have added to the misery of the poor woman so unjustly accused. +Not restrained, possibly encouraged by his father, the young fellow, who +was in every way stupid, paid her neither the attentions nor the respect +which a son owes to a mother. Jean-Jacques Rouget was like his father, +especially on the latter's worst side; and the doctor at his best was +far from satisfactory, either morally or physically. + +The arrival of the charming Agathe Rouget did not bring happiness to her +uncle Descoings; for in the same week (or rather, we should say decade, +for the Republic had then been proclaimed) he was imprisoned on a +hint from Robespierre given to Fouquier-Tinville. Descoings, who was +imprudent enough to think the famine fictitious, had the additional +folly, under the impression that opinions were free, to express that +opinion to several of his male and female customers as he served them +in the grocery. The citoyenne Duplay, wife of a cabinet-maker with whom +Robespierre lodged, and who looked after the affairs of that eminent +citizen, patronized, unfortunately, the Descoings establishment. She +considered the opinions of the grocer insulting to Maximilian the First. +Already displeased with the manners of Descoings, this illustrious +"tricoteuse" of the Jacobin club regarded the beauty of his wife as a +kind of aristocracy. She infused a venom of her own into the grocer's +remarks when she repeated them to her good and gentle master, and +the poor man was speedily arrested on the well-worn charge of +"accaparation." + +No sooner was he put in prison, than his wife set to work to obtain his +release. But the steps she took were so ill-judged that any one hearing +her talk to the arbiters of his fate might have thought that she was in +reality seeking to get rid of him. Madame Descoings knew Bridau, one +of the secretaries of Roland, then minister of the interior,--the +right-hand man of all the ministers who succeeded each other in +that office. She put Bridau on the war-path to save her grocer. That +incorruptible official--one of the virtuous dupes who are always +admirably disinterested--was careful not to corrupt the men on whom +the fate of the poor grocer depended; on the contrary, he endeavored to +enlighten them. Enlighten people in those days! As well might he have +begged them to bring back the Bourbons. The Girondist minister, who was +then contending against Robespierre, said to his secretary, "Why do you +meddle in the matter?" and all others to whom the worthy Bridau appealed +made the same atrocious reply: "Why do you meddle?" Bridau then sagely +advised Madame Descoings to keep quiet and await events. But instead of +conciliating Robespierre's housekeeper, she fretted and fumed against +that informer, and even complained to a member of the Convention, +who, trembling for himself, replied hastily, "I will speak of it to +Robespierre." The handsome petitioner put faith in this promise, which +the other carefully forgot. A few loaves of sugar, or a bottle or two of +good liqueur, given to the citoyenne Duplay would have saved Descoings. + +This little mishap proves that in revolutionary times it is quite +as dangerous to employ honest men as scoundrels; we should rely on +ourselves alone. Descoings perished; but he had the glory of going to +the scaffold with Andre Chenier. There, no doubt, grocery and poetry +embraced for the first time in the flesh; although they have, and ever +have had, intimate secret relations. The death of Descoings produced far +more sensation than that of Andre Chenier. It has taken thirty years to +prove to France that she lost more by the death of Chenier than by that +of Descoings. + +This act of Robespierre led to one good result: the terrified grocers +let politics alone until 1830. Descoings's shop was not a hundred yards +from Robespierre's lodging. His successor was scarcely more fortunate +than himself. Cesar Birotteau, the celebrated perfumer of the "Queen +of Roses," bought the premises; but, as if the scaffold had left some +inexplicable contagion behind it, the inventor of the "Paste of Sultans" +and the "Carminative Balm" came to his ruin in that very shop. The +solution of the problem here suggested belongs to the realm of occult +science. + +During the visits which Roland's secretary paid to the unfortunate +Madame Descoings, he was struck with the cold, calm, innocent beauty +of Agathe Rouget. While consoling the widow, who, however, was too +inconsolable to carry on the business of her second deceased husband, he +married the charming girl, with the consent of her father, who hastened +to give his approval to the match. Doctor Rouget, delighted to hear that +matters were going beyond his expectations,--for his wife, on the death +of her brother, had become sole heiress of the Descoings,--rushed to +Paris, not so much to be present at the wedding as to see that the +marriage contract was drawn to suit him. The ardent and disinterested +love of citizen Bridau gave carte blanche to the perfidious doctor, who +made the most of his son-in-law's blindness, as the following history +will show. + +Madame Rouget, or, to speak more correctly, the doctor, inherited all +the property, landed and personal, of Monsieur and Madame Descoings the +elder, who died within two years of each other; and soon after that, +Rouget got the better, as we may say, of his wife, for she died at the +beginning of the year 1799. So he had vineyards and he bought farms, he +owned iron-works and he sold fleeces. His well-beloved son was stupidly +incapable of doing anything; but the father destined him for the state +in life of a land proprietor and allowed him to grow up in wealth and +silliness, certain that the lad would know as much as the wisest if he +simply let himself live and die. After 1799, the cipherers of Issoudun +put, at the very least, thirty thousand francs' income to the doctor's +credit. From the time of his wife's death he led a debauched life, +though he regulated it, so to speak, and kept it within the closed doors +of his own house. This man, endowed with "strength of character," died +in 1805, and God only knows what the townspeople of Issoudun said about +him then, and how many anecdotes they related of his horrible private +life. Jean-Jacques Rouget, whom his father, recognizing his stupidity, +had latterly treated with severity, remained a bachelor for certain +reasons, the explanation of which will form an important part of this +history. His celibacy was partly his father's fault, as we shall see +later. + +Meantime, it is well to inquire into the results of the secret vengeance +the doctor took on a daughter whom he did not recognize as his own, but +who, you must understand at once, was legitimately his. Not a person in +Issoudun had noticed one of those capricious facts that make the whole +subject of generation a vast abyss in which science flounders. Agathe +bore a strong likeness to the mother of Doctor Rouget. Just as gout +is said to skip a generation and pass from grandfather to grandson, +resemblances not uncommonly follow the same course. + +In like manner, the eldest of Agathe's children, who physically +resembled his mother, had the moral qualities of his grandfather, Doctor +Rouget. We will leave the solution of this problem to the twentieth +century, with a fine collection of microscopic animalculae; our +descendants may perhaps write as much nonsense as the scientific schools +of the nineteenth century have uttered on this mysterious and perplexing +question. + +Agathe Rouget attracted the admiration of everyone by a face destined, +like that of Mary, the mother of our Lord, to continue ever virgin, even +after marriage. Her portrait, still to be seen in the atelier of Bridau, +shows a perfect oval and a clear whiteness of complexion, without the +faintest tinge of color, in spite of her golden hair. More than one +artist, looking at the pure brow, the discreet, composed mouth, the +delicate nose, the small ears, the long lashes, and the dark-blue eyes +filled with tenderness,--in short, at the whole countenance expressive +of placidity,--has asked the great artist, "Is that a copy of a +Raphael?" No man ever acted under a truer inspiration than the +minister's secretary when he married this young girl. Agathe was an +embodiment of the ideal housekeeper brought up in the provinces and +never parted from her mother. Pious, though far from sanctimonious, she +had no other education than that given to women by the Church. Judged, +by ordinary standards, she was an accomplished wife, yet her ignorance +of life paved the way for great misfortunes. The epitaph on the Roman +matron, "She did needlework and kept the house," gives a faithful +picture of her simple, pure, and tranquil existence. + +Under the Consulate, Bridau attached himself fanatically to Napoleon, +who placed him at the head of a department in the ministry of the +interior in 1804, a year before the death of Doctor Rouget. With a +salary of twelve thousand francs and very handsome emoluments, Bridau +was quite indifferent to the scandalous settlement of the property at +Issoudun, by which Agathe was deprived of her rightful inheritance. Six +months before Doctor Rouget's death he had sold one-half of his property +to his son, to whom the other half was bequeathed as a gift, and also in +accordance with his rights as heir. An advance of fifty thousand +francs on her inheritance, made to Agathe at the time of her marriage, +represented her share of the property of her father and mother. + +Bridau idolized the Emperor, and served him with the devotion of a +Mohammedan for his prophet; striving to carry out the vast conceptions +of the modern demi-god, who, finding the whole fabric of France +destroyed, went to work to reconstruct everything. The new official +never showed fatigue, never cried "Enough." Projects, reports, notes, +studies, he accepted all, even the hardest labors, happy in the +consciousness of aiding his Emperor. He loved him as a man, he adored +him as a sovereign, and he would never allow the least criticism of his +acts or his purposes. + +From 1804 to 1808, the Bridaus lived in a handsome suite of rooms on the +Quai Voltaire, a few steps from the ministry of the interior and close +to the Tuileries. A cook and footman were the only servants of the +household during this period of Madame Bridau's grandeur. Agathe, early +afoot, went to market with her cook. While the latter did the rooms, she +prepared the breakfast. Bridau never went to the ministry before +eleven o'clock. As long as their union lasted, his wife took the same +unwearying pleasure in preparing for him an exquisite breakfast, the +only meal he really enjoyed. At all seasons and in all weathers, Agathe +watched her husband from the window as he walked toward his office, and +never drew in her head until she had seen him turn the corner of the rue +du Bac. Then she cleared the breakfast-table herself, gave an eye to the +arrangement of the rooms, dressed for the day, played with her children +and took them to walk, or received the visits of friends; all the +while waiting in spirit for Bridau's return. If her husband brought him +important business that had to be attended to, she would station herself +close to the writing-table in his study, silent as a statue, knitting +while he wrote, sitting up as late as he did, and going to bed only a +few moments before him. Occasionally, the pair went to some theatre, +occupying one of the ministerial boxes. On those days, they dined at +a restaurant, and the gay scenes of that establishment never ceased to +give Madame Bridau the same lively pleasure they afford to provincials +who are new to Paris. Agathe, who was obliged to accept the formal +dinners sometimes given to the head of a department in a ministry, paid +due attention to the luxurious requirements of the then mode of dress, +but she took off the rich apparel with delight when she returned home, +and resumed the simple garb of a provincial. One day in the week, +Thursday, Bridau received his friends, and he also gave a grand ball, +annually, on Shrove Tuesday. + +These few words contain the whole history of their conjugal life, which +had but three events; the births of two children, born three years +apart, and the death of Bridau, who died in 1808, killed by overwork +at the very moment when the Emperor was about to appoint him +director-general, count, and councillor of state. At this period of +his reign, Napoleon was particularly absorbed in the affairs of the +interior; he overwhelmed Bridau with work, and finally wrecked the +health of that dauntless bureaucrat. The Emperor, of whom Bridau had +never asked a favor, made inquiries into his habits and fortune. Finding +that this devoted servant literally had nothing but his situation, +Napoleon recognized him as one of the incorruptible natures which raised +the character of his government and gave moral weight to it, and he +wished to surprise him by the gift of some distinguished reward. But the +effort to complete a certain work, involving immense labor, before +the departure of the Emperor for Spain caused the death of the devoted +servant, who was seized with an inflammatory fever. When the Emperor, +who remained in Paris for a few days after his return to prepare for the +campaign of 1809, was told of Bridau's death he said: "There are men +who can never be replaced." Struck by the spectacle of a devotion which +could receive none of the brilliant recognitions that reward a soldier, +the Emperor resolved to create an order to requite civil services, just +as he had already created the Legion of honor to reward the military. +The impression he received from the death of Bridau led him to plan +the order of the Reunion. He had not time, however, to mature this +aristocratic scheme, the recollection of which is now so completely +effaced that many of my readers may ask what were its insignia: the +order was worn with a blue ribbon. The Emperor called it the Reunion, +under the idea of uniting the order of the Golden Fleece of Spain with +the order of the Golden Fleece of Austria. "Providence," said a Prussian +diplomatist, "took care to frustrate the profanation." + +After Bridau's death the Emperor inquired into the circumstances of his +widow. Her two sons each received a scholarship in the Imperial Lyceum, +and the Emperor paid the whole costs of their education from his +privy purse. He gave Madame Bridau a pension of four thousand francs, +intending, no doubt, to advance the fortune of her sons in future years. + +From the time of her marriage to the death of her husband, Agathe had +held no communication with Issoudun. She lost her mother just as she was +on the point of giving birth to her youngest son, and when her father, +who, as she well knew, loved her little, died, the coronation of the +Emperor was at hand, and that event gave Bridau so much additional work +that she was unwilling to leave him. Her brother, Jean-Jacques Rouget, +had not written to her since she left Issoudun. Though grieved by the +tacit repudiation of her family, Agathe had come to think seldom of +those who never thought of her. Once a year she received a letter from +her godmother, Madame Hochon, to whom she replied with commonplaces, +paying no heed to the advice which that pious and excellent woman gave +to her, disguised in cautious words. + +Some time before the death of Doctor Rouget, Madame Hochon had written +to her goddaughter warning her that she would get nothing from her +father's estate unless she gave a power of attorney to Monsieur Hochon. +Agathe was very reluctant to harass her brother. Whether it were that +Bridau thought the spoliation of his wife in accordance with the laws +and customs of Berry, or that, high-minded as he was, he shared the +magnanimity of his wife, certain it is that he would not listen to +Roguin, his notary, who advised him to take advantage of his ministerial +position to contest the deeds by which the father had deprived the +daughter of her legitimate inheritance. Husband and wife thus tacitly +sanctioned what was done at Issoudun. Nevertheless, Roguin had forced +Bridau to reflect upon the future interests of his wife which were thus +compromised. He saw that if he died before her, Agathe would be left +without property, and this led him to look into his own affairs. He +found that between 1793 and 1805 his wife and he had been obliged to use +nearly thirty thousand of the fifty thousand francs in cash which old +Rouget had given to his daughter at the time of her marriage. He at once +invested the remaining twenty thousand in the public funds, then quoted +at forty, and from this source Agathe received about two thousand francs +a year. As a widow, Madame Bridau could live suitably on an income of +six thousand francs. With provincial good sense, she thought of changing +her residence, dismissing the footman, and keeping no servant except a +cook; but her intimate friend, Madame Descoings, who insisted on being +considered her aunt, sold her own establishment and came to live with +Agathe, turning the study of the late Bridau into her bedroom. + +The two widows clubbed their revenues, and so were in possession of a +joint income of twelve thousand francs a year. This seems a very +simple and natural proceeding. But nothing in life is more deserving of +attention than the things that are called natural; we are on our guard +against the unnatural and extraordinary. For this reason, you will find +men of experience--lawyers, judges, doctors, and priests--attaching +immense importance to simple matters; and they are often thought +over-scrupulous. But the serpent amid flowers is one of the finest myths +that antiquity has bequeathed for the guidance of our lives. How often +we hear fools, trying to excuse themselves in their own eyes or in the +eyes of others, exclaiming, "It was all so natural that any one would +have been taken in." + +In 1809, Madame Descoings, who never told her age, was sixty-five. In +her heyday she had been popularly called a beauty, and was now one +of those rare women whom time respects. She owed to her excellent +constitution the privilege of preserving her good looks, which, however, +would not bear close examination. She was of medium height, plump, and +fresh, with fine shoulders and a rather rosy complexion. Her blond hair, +bordering on chestnut, showed, in spite of her husband's catastrophe, +not a tinge of gray. She loved good cheer, and liked to concoct nice +little made dishes; yet, fond as she was of eating, she also adored +the theatre and cherished a vice which she wrapped in impenetrable +mystery--she bought into lotteries. Can that be the abyss of which +mythology warns us under the fable of the Danaides and their cask? +Madame Descoings, like other women who are lucky enough to keep young +for many years, spend rather too much upon her dress; but aside from +these trifling defects she was the pleasantest of women to live with. +Of every one's opinion, never opposing anybody, her kindly and +communicative gayety gave pleasure to all. She had, moreover, a Parisian +quality which charmed the retired clerks and elderly merchants of her +circle,--she could take and give a jest. If she did not marry a third +time it was no doubt the fault of the times. During the wars of the +Empire, marrying men found rich and handsome girls too easily to trouble +themselves about women of sixty. + +Madame Descoings, always anxious to cheer Madame Bridau, often took the +latter to the theatre, or to drive; prepared excellent little dinners +for her delectation, and even tried to marry her to her own son by her +first husband, Bixiou. Alas! to do this, she was forced to reveal a +terrible secret, carefully kept by her, by her late husband, and by +her notary. The young and beautiful Madame Descoings, who passed for +thirty-six years old, had a son who was thirty-five, named Bixiou, +already a widower, a major in the Twenty-Fourth Infantry, who +subsequently perished at Lutzen, leaving behind him an only son. Madame +Descoings, who only saw her grandson secretly, gave out that he was the +son of the first wife of her first husband. The revelation was partly +a prudential act; for this grandson was being educated with Madame +Bridau's sons at the Imperial Lyceum, where he had a half-scholarship. +The lad, who was clever and shrewd at school, soon after made himself a +great reputation as draughtsman and designer, and also as a wit. + +Agathe, who lived only for her children, declined to re-marry, as much +from good sense as from fidelity to her husband. But it is easier for a +woman to be a good wife than to be a good mother. A widow has two +tasks before her, whose duties clash: she is a mother, and yet she must +exercise parental authority. Few women are firm enough to understand and +practise this double duty. Thus it happened that Agathe, notwithstanding +her many virtues, was the innocent cause of great unhappiness. In the +first place, through her lack of intelligence and the blind confidence +to which such noble natures are prone, Agathe fell a victim to Madame +Descoings, who brought a terrible misfortune on the family. That worthy +soul was nursing up a combination of three numbers called a "trey" in a +lottery, and lotteries give no credit to their customers. As manager of +the joint household, she was able to pay up her stakes with the money +intended for their current expenses, and she went deeper and deeper into +debt, with the hope of ultimately enriching her grandson Bixiou, her +dear Agathe, and the little Bridaus. When the debts amounted to ten +thousand francs, she increased her stakes, trusting that her favorite +trey, which had not turned up in nine years, would come at last, and +fill to overflowing the abysmal deficit. + +From that moment the debt rolled up rapidly. When it reached twenty +thousand francs, Madame Descoings lost her head, still failing to win +the trey. She tried to mortgage her own property to pay her niece, but +Roguin, who was her notary, showed her the impossibility of carrying out +that honorable intention. The late Doctor Rouget had laid hold of the +property of the brother-in-law after the grocer's execution, and had, +as it were, disinherited Madame Descoings by securing to her a +life-interest on the property of his own son, Jean-Jacques Rouget. No +money-lender would think of advancing twenty thousand francs to a woman +sixty-six years of age, on an annuity of about four thousand, at a +period when ten per cent could easily be got for an investment. So one +morning Madame Descoings fell at the feet of her niece, and with sobs +confessed the state of things. Madame Bridau did not reproach her; she +sent away the footman and cook, sold all but the bare necessities of her +furniture, sold also three-fourths of her government funds, paid off the +debts, and bade farewell to her _appartement_. + + + + +CHAPTER II + +One of the worst corners in all Paris is undoubtedly that part of the +rue Mazarin which lies between the rue Guenegard and its junction with +the rue de Seine, behind the palace of the Institute. The high gray +walls of the college and of the library which Cardinal Mazarin presented +to the city of Paris, and which the French Academy was in after days to +inhabit, cast chill shadows over this angle of the street, where the sun +seldom shines, and the north wind blows. The poor ruined widow came to +live on the third floor of a house standing at this damp, dark, cold +corner. Opposite, rose the Institute buildings, in which were the +dens of ferocious animals known to the bourgeoisie under the name of +artists,--under that of tyro, or rapin, in the studios. Into these +dens they enter rapins, but they may come forth prix de Rome. The +transformation does not take place without extraordinary uproar and +disturbance at the time of year when the examinations are going on, and +the competitors are shut up in their cells. To win a prize, they were +obliged, within a given time, to make, if a sculptor, a clay model; if a +painter, a picture such as may be seen at the Ecole des Beaux-Arts; if +a musician, a cantata; if an architect, the plans for a public building. +At the time when we are penning the words, this menagerie has already +been removed from these cold and cheerless buildings, and taken to the +elegant Palais des Beaux-Arts, which stands near by. + +From the windows of Madame Bridau's new abode, a glance could penetrate +the depths of those melancholy barred cages. To the north, the view was +shut in by the dome of the Institute; looking up the street, the only +distraction to the eye was a file of hackney-coaches, which stood at +the upper end of the rue Mazarin. After a while, the widow put boxes of +earth in front of her windows, and cultivated those aerial gardens that +police regulations forbid, though their vegetable products purify the +atmosphere. The house, which backed up against another fronting on the +rue de Seine, was necessarily shallow, and the staircase wound round +upon itself. The third floor was the last. Three windows to three rooms, +namely, a dining-room, a small salon, and a chamber on one side of the +landing; on the other, a little kitchen, and two single rooms; above, an +immense garret without partitions. Madame Bridau chose this lodging for +three reasons: economy, for it cost only four hundred francs a year, +so that she took a lease of it for nine years; proximity to her sons' +school, the Imperial Lyceum being at a short distance; thirdly, because +it was in the quarter to which she was used. + +The inside of the _appartement_ was in keeping with the general look of +the house. The dining-room, hung with a yellow paper covered with little +green flowers, and floored with tiles that were not glazed, contained +nothing that was not strictly necessary,--namely, a table, two +sideboards, and six chairs, brought from the other _appartement_. The +salon was adorned with an Aubusson carpet given to Bridau when the +ministry of the interior was refurnished. To the furniture of this +room the widow added one of those commonplace mahogany sofas with the +Egyptian heads that Jacob Desmalter manufactured by the gross in 1806, +covering them with a silken green stuff bearing a design of white +geometric circles. Above this piece of furniture hung a portrait +of Bridau, done in pastel by the hand of an amateur, which at once +attracted the eye. Though art might have something to say against it, +no one could fail to recognize the firmness of the noble and obscure +citizen upon that brow. The serenity of the eyes, gentle, yet proud, +was well given; the sagacious mind, to which the prudent lips bore +testimony, the frank smile, the atmosphere of the man of whom the +Emperor had said, "Justum et tenacem," had all been caught, if not with +talent, at least with fidelity. Studying that face, an observer could +see that the man had done his duty. His countenance bore signs of +the incorruptibility which we attribute to several men who served the +Republic. On the opposite wall, over a card-table, flashed a picture +of the Emperor in brilliant colors, done by Vernet; Napoleon was riding +rapidly, attended by his escort. + +Agathe had bestowed upon herself two large birdcages; one filled with +canaries, the other with Java sparrows. She had given herself up to this +juvenile fancy since the loss of her husband, irreparable to her, as, +in fact, it was to many others. By the end of three months, her widowed +chamber had become what it was destined to remain until the appointed +day when she left it forever,--a litter of confusion which words are +powerless to describe. Cats were domiciled on the sofa. The canaries, +occasionally let loose, left their commas on the furniture. The poor +dear woman scattered little heaps of millet and bits of chickweed about +the room, and put tidbits for the cats in broken saucers. Garments +lay everywhere. The room breathed of the provinces and of constancy. +Everything that once belonged to Bridau was scrupulously preserved. +Even the implements in his desk received the care which the widow of a +paladin might have bestowed upon her husband's armor. One slight detail +here will serve to bring the tender devotion of this woman before the +reader's mind. She had wrapped up a pen and sealed the package, on which +she wrote these words, "Last pen used by my dear husband." The cup from +which he drank his last draught was on the fireplace; caps and false +hair were tossed, at a later period, over the glass globes which covered +these precious relics. After Bridau's death not a trace of coquetry, not +even a woman's ordinary care of her person, was left in the young widow +of thirty-five. Parted from the only man she had ever known, esteemed, +and loved, from one who had never caused her the slightest unhappiness, +she was no longer conscious of her womanhood; all things were as nothing +to her; she no longer even thought of her dress. Nothing was ever more +simply done or more complete than this laying down of conjugal happiness +and personal charm. Some human beings obtain through love the power +of transferring their self--their I--to the being of another; and when +death takes that other, no life of their own is possible for them. + +Agathe, who now lived only for her children, was infinitely sad at the +thought of the privations this financial ruin would bring upon them. +From the time of her removal to the rue Mazarin a shade of melancholy +came upon her face, which made it very touching. She hoped a little in +the Emperor; but the Emperor at that time could do no more than he was +already doing; he was giving three hundred francs a year to each child +from his privy purse, besides the scholarships. + +As for the brilliant Descoings, she occupied an _appartement_ on the +second floor similar to that of her niece above her. She had made +Madame Bridau an assignment of three thousand francs out of her annuity. +Roguin, the notary, attended to this in Madame Bridau's interest; but it +would take seven years of such slow repayment to make good the loss. +The Descoings, thus reduced to an income of twelve hundred francs, +lived with her niece in a small way. These excellent but timid creatures +employed a woman-of-all-work for the morning hours only. Madame +Descoings, who liked to cook, prepared the dinner. In the evenings a few +old friends, persons employed at the ministry who owed their places to +Bridau, came for a game of cards with the two widows. Madame Descoings +still cherished her trey, which she declared was obstinate about turning +up. She expected, by one grand stroke, to repay the enforced loan she +had made upon her niece. She was fonder of the little Bridaus than she +was of her grandson Bixiou,--partly from a sense of the wrong she had +done them, partly because she felt the kindness of her niece, who, under +her worst deprivations, never uttered a word of reproach. So Philippe +and Joseph were cossetted, and the old gambler in the Imperial Lottery +of France (like others who have a vice or a weakness to atone for) +cooked them nice little dinners with plenty of sweets. Later on, +Philippe and Joseph could extract from her pocket, with the utmost +facility, small sums of money, which the younger used for pencils, +paper, charcoal and prints, the elder to buy tennis-shoes, marbles, +twine, and pocket-knives. Madame Descoings's passion forced her to be +content with fifty francs a month for her domestic expenses, so as to +gamble with the rest. + +On the other hand, Madame Bridau, motherly love, kept her expenses down +to the same sum. By way of penance for her former over-confidence, she +heroically cut off her own little enjoyments. As with other timid souls +of limited intelligence, one shock to her feelings rousing her distrust +led her to exaggerate a defect in her character until it assumed the +consistency of a virtue. The Emperor, she said to herself, might forget +them; he might die in battle; her pension, at any rate, ceased with her +life. She shuddered at the risk her children ran of being left alone in +the world without means. Quite incapable of understanding Roguin when he +explained to her that in seven years Madame Descoings's assignment +would replace the money she had sold out of the Funds, she persisted in +trusting neither the notary nor her aunt, nor even the government; she +believed in nothing but herself and the privations she was practising. +By laying aside three thousand francs every year from her pension, she +would have thirty thousand francs at the end of ten years; which would +give fifteen hundred a year to her children. At thirty-six, she might +expect to live twenty years longer; and if she kept to the same system +of economy she might leave to each child enough for the bare necessaries +of life. + +Thus the two widows passed from hollow opulence to voluntary +poverty,--one under the pressure of a vice, the other through the +promptings of the purest virtue. None of these petty details are useless +in teaching the lesson which ought to be learned from this present +history, drawn as it is from the most commonplace interests of life, but +whose bearings are, it may be, only the more widespread. The view from +the windows into the student dens; the tumult of the rapins below; the +necessity of looking up at the sky to escape the miserable sights of the +damp angle of the street; the presence of that portrait, full of soul +and grandeur despite the workmanship of an amateur painter; the sight of +the rich colors, now old and harmonious, in that calm and placid home; +the preference of the mother for her eldest child; her opposition to +the tastes of the younger; in short, the whole body of facts and +circumstances which make the preamble of this history are perhaps the +generating causes to which we owe Joseph Bridau, one of the greatest +painters of the modern French school of art. + +Philippe, the elder of the two sons, was strikingly like his mother. +Though a blond lad, with blue eyes, he had the daring look which is +readily taken for intrepidity and courage. Old Claparon, who entered the +ministry of the interior at the same time as Bridau, and was one of the +faithful friends who played whist every night with the two widows, used +to say of Philippe two or three times a month, giving him a tap on the +cheek, "Here's a young rascal who'll stand to his guns!" The boy, thus +stimulated, naturally and out of bravado, assumed a resolute manner. +That turn once given to his character, he became very adroit at all +bodily exercises; his fights at the Lyceum taught him the endurance and +contempt for pain which lays the foundation of military valor. He also +acquired, very naturally, a distaste for study; public education being +unable to solve the difficult problem of developing "pari passu" the +body and the mind. + +Agathe believed that the purely physical resemblance which Philippe bore +to her carried with it a moral likeness; and she confidently expected +him to show at a future day her own delicacy of feeling, heightened by +the vigor of manhood. Philippe was fifteen years old when his mother +moved into the melancholy _appartement_ in the rue Mazarin; and the +winning ways of a lad of that age went far to confirm the maternal +beliefs. Joseph, three years younger, was like his father, but only on +the defective side. In the first place, his thick black hair was always +in disorder, no matter what pains were taken with it; while Philippe's, +notwithstanding his vivacity, was invariably neat. Then, by some +mysterious fatality, Joseph could not keep his clothes clean; dress him +in new clothes, and he immediately made them look like old ones. The +elder, on the other hand, took care of his things out of mere vanity. +Unconsciously, the mother acquired a habit of scolding Joseph and +holding up his brother as an example to him. Agathe did not treat the +two children alike; when she went to fetch them from school, the thought +in her mind as to Joseph always was, "What sort of state shall I +find him in?" These trifles drove her heart into the gulf of maternal +preference. + +No one among the very ordinary persons who made the society of the two +widows--neither old Du Bruel nor old Claparon, nor Desroches the father, +nor even the Abbe Loraux, Agathe's confessor--noticed Joseph's faculty +for observation. Absorbed in the line of his own tastes, the future +colorist paid no attention to anything that concerned himself. During +his childhood this disposition was so like torpor that his father grew +uneasy about him. The remarkable size of the head and the width of the +brow roused a fear that the child might be liable to water on the brain. +His distressful face, whose originality was thought ugliness by those +who had no eye for the moral value of a countenance, wore rather a +sullen expression during his childhood. The features, which developed +later in life, were pinched, and the close attention the child paid to +what went on about him still further contracted them. Philippe flattered +his mother's vanity, but Joseph won no compliments. Philippe sparkled +with the clever sayings and lively answers that lead parents to believe +their boys will turn out remarkable men; Joseph was taciturn, and a +dreamer. The mother hoped great things of Philippe, and expected nothing +of Joseph. + +Joseph's predilection for art was developed by a very commonplace +incident. During the Easter holidays of 1812, as he was coming home from +a walk in the Tuileries with his brother and Madame Descoings, he saw +a pupil drawing a caricature of some professor on the wall of the +Institute, and stopped short with admiration at the charcoal sketch, +which was full of satire. The next day the child stood at the window +watching the pupils as they entered the building by the door on the +rue Mazarin; then he ran downstairs and slipped furtively into the +long courtyard of the Institute, full of statues, busts, half-finished +marbles, plasters, and baked clays; at all of which he gazed feverishly, +for his instinct was awakened, and his vocation stirred within him. He +entered a room on the ground-floor, the door of which was half open; and +there he saw a dozen young men drawing from a statue, who at once began +to make fun of him. + +"Hi! little one," cried the first to see him, taking the crumbs of his +bread and scattering them at the child. + +"Whose child is he?" + +"Goodness, how ugly!" + +For a quarter of an hour Joseph stood still and bore the brunt of +much teasing in the atelier of the great sculptor, Chaudet. But after +laughing at him for a time, the pupils were struck with his persistency +and with the expression of his face. They asked him what he wanted. +Joseph answered that he wished to know how to draw; thereupon they all +encouraged him. Won by such friendliness, the child told them he was +Madame Bridau's son. + +"Oh! if you are Madame Bridau's son," they cried, from all parts of the +room, "you will certainly be a great man. Long live the son of Madame +Bridau! Is your mother pretty? If you are a sample of her, she must be +stylish!" + +"Ha! you want to be an artist?" said the eldest pupil, coming up to +Joseph, "but don't you know that that requires pluck; you'll have to +bear all sorts of trials,--yes, trials,--enough to break your legs and +arms and soul and body. All the fellows you see here have gone through +regular ordeals. That one, for instance, he went seven days without +eating! Let me see, now, if you can be an artist." + +He took one of the child's arms and stretched it straight up in the air; +then he placed the other arm as if Joseph were in the act of delivering +a blow with his fist. + +"Now that's what we call the telegraph trial," said the pupil. "If you +can stand like that, without lowering or changing the position of your +arms for a quarter of an hour, then you'll have proved yourself a plucky +one." + +"Courage, little one, courage!" cried all the rest. "You must suffer if +you want to be an artist." + +Joseph, with the good faith of his thirteen years, stood motionless for +five minutes, all the pupils gazing solemnly at him. + +"There! you are moving," cried one. + +"Steady, steady, confound you!" cried another. + +"The Emperor Napoleon stood a whole month as you see him there," said a +third, pointing to the fine statue by Chaudet, which was in the room. + +That statue, which represents the Emperor standing with the Imperial +sceptre in his hand, was torn down in 1814 from the column it surmounted +so well. + +At the end of ten minutes the sweat stood in drops on Joseph's forehead. +At that moment a bald-headed little man, pale and sickly in appearance, +entered the atelier, where respectful silence reigned at once. + +"What you are about, you urchins?" he exclaimed, as he looked at the +youthful martyr. + +"That is a good little fellow, who is posing," said the tall pupil who +had placed Joseph. + +"Are you not ashamed to torture a poor child in that way?" said Chaudet, +lowering Joseph's arms. "How long have you been standing there?" he +asked the boy, giving him a friendly little pat on the cheek. + +"A quarter of an hour." + +"What brought you here?" + +"I want to be an artist." + +"Where do you belong? where do you come from?" + +"From mamma's house." + +"Oh! mamma!" cried the pupils. + +"Silence at the easels!" cried Chaudet. "Who is your mamma?" + +"She is Madame Bridau. My papa, who is dead, was a friend of the +Emperor; and if you will teach me to draw, the Emperor will pay all you +ask for it." + +"His father was head of a department at the ministry of the Interior," +exclaimed Chaudet, struck by a recollection. "So you want to be an +artist, at your age?" + +"Yes, monsieur." + +"Well, come here just as much as you like; we'll amuse you. Give him a +board, and paper, and chalks, and let him alone. You are to know, you +young scamps, that his father did me a service. Here, Corde-a-puits, +go and get some cakes and sugar-plums," he said to the pupil who had +tortured Joseph, giving him some small change. "We'll see if you are to +be artist by the way you gobble up the dainties," added the sculptor, +chucking Joseph under the chin. + +Then he went round examining the pupils' works, followed by the child, +who looked and listened, and tried to understand him. The sweets were +brought, Chaudet, himself, the child, and the whole studio all had +their teeth in them; and Joseph was petted quite as much as he had +been teased. The whole scene, in which the rough play and real heart of +artists were revealed, and which the boy instinctively understood, made +a great impression on his mind. The apparition of the sculptor,--for +whom the Emperor's protection opened a way to future glory, closed soon +after by his premature death,--was like a vision to little Joseph. The +child said nothing to his mother about this adventure, but he spent two +hours every Sunday and every Thursday in Chaudet's atelier. From +that time forth, Madame Descoings, who humored the fancies of the two +cherubim, kept Joseph supplied with pencils and red chalks, prints and +drawing-paper. At school, the future colorist sketched his masters, +drew his comrades, charcoaled the dormitories, and showed surprising +assiduity in the drawing-class. Lemire, the drawing-master, struck not +only with the lad's inclination but also with his actual progress, +came to tell Madame Bridau of her son's faculty. Agathe, like a +true provincial, who knows as little of art as she knows much of +housekeeping, was terrified. When Lemire left her, she burst into tears. + +"Ah!" she cried, when Madame Descoings went to ask what was the matter. +"What is to become of me! Joseph, whom I meant to make a government +clerk, whose career was all marked out for him at the ministry of the +interior, where, protected by his father's memory, he might have risen +to be chief of a division before he was twenty-five, he, my boy, he +wants to be a painter,--a vagabond! I always knew that child would give +me nothing but trouble." + +Madame Descoings confessed that for several months past she had +encouraged Joseph's passion, aiding and abetting his Sunday and Thursday +visits to the Institute. At the Salon, to which she had taken him, the +little fellow had shown an interest in the pictures, which was, she +declared, nothing short of miraculous. + +"If he understands painting at thirteen, my dear," she said, "your +Joseph will be a man of genius." + +"Yes; and see what genius did for his father,--killed him with overwork +at forty!" + +At the close of autumn, just as Joseph was entering his fourteenth year, +Agathe, contrary to Madame Descoings's entreaties, went to see Chaudet, +and requested that he would cease to debauch her son. She found the +sculptor in a blue smock, modelling his last statue; he received the +widow of the man who formerly had served him at a critical moment, +rather roughly; but, already at death's door, he was struggling +with passionate ardor to do in a few hours work he could hardly have +accomplished in several months. As Madame Bridau entered, he had just +found an effect long sought for, and was handling his tools and clay +with spasmodic jerks and movements that seemed to the ignorant Agathe +like those of a maniac. At any other time Chaudet would have laughed; +but now, as he heard the mother bewailing the destiny he had opened to +her child, abusing art, and insisting that Joseph should no longer be +allowed to enter the atelier, he burst into a holy wrath. + +"I was under obligations to your deceased husband, I wished to help his +son, to watch his first steps in the noblest of all careers," he cried. +"Yes, madame, learn, if you do not know it, that a great artist is a +king, and more than a king; he is happier, he is independent, he lives +as he likes, he reigns in the world of fancy. Your son has a glorious +future before him. Faculties like his are rare; they are only disclosed +at his age in such beings as the Giottos, Raphaels, Titians, Rubens, +Murillos,--for, in my opinion, he will make a better painter than +sculptor. God of heaven! if I had such a son, I should be as happy as +the Emperor is to have given himself the King of Rome. Well, you are +mistress of your child's fate. Go your own way, madame; make him a fool, +a miserable quill-driver, tie him to a desk, and you've murdered him! +But I hope, in spite if all your efforts, that he will stay an artist. A +true vocation is stronger than all the obstacles that can be opposed to +it. Vocation! why the very word means a call; ay, the election of God +himself! You will make your child unhappy, that's all." He flung the +clay he no longer needed violently into a tub, and said to his model, +"That will do for to-day." + +Agathe raised her eyes and saw, in a corner of the atelier where her +glance had not before penetrated, a nude woman sitting on a stool, the +sight of whom drove her away horrified. + +"You are not to have the little Bridau here any more," said Chaudet to +his pupils, "it annoys his mother." + +"Eugh!" they all cried, as Agathe closed the door. + +No sooner did the students of sculpture and painting find out that +Madame Bridau did not wish her son to be an artist, than their whole +happiness centred on getting Joseph among them. In spite of a promise +not to go to the Institute which his mother exacted from him, the +child often slipped into Regnauld the painter's studio, where he was +encouraged to daub canvas. When the widow complained that the bargain +was not kept, Chaudet's pupils assured her that Regnauld was not +Chaudet, and they hadn't the bringing up of her son, with other +impertinences; and the atrocious young scamps composed a song with a +hundred and thirty-seven couplets on Madame Bridau. + +On the evening of that sad day Agathe refused to play at cards, and sat +on her sofa plunged in such grief that the tears stood in her handsome +eyes. + +"What is the matter, Madame Bridau?" asked old Claparon. + +"She thinks her boy will have to beg his bread because he has got the +bump of painting," said Madame Descoings; "but, for my part, I am not +the least uneasy about the future of my step-son, little Bixiou, who has +a passion for drawing. Men are born to get on." + +"You are right," said the hard and severe Desroches, who, in spite of +his talents, had never himself got on in the position of assistant-head +of a department. "Happily I have only one son; otherwise, with my +eighteen hundred francs a year, and a wife who makes barely twelve +hundred out of her stamped-paper office, I don't know what would become +of me. I have just placed my boy as under-clerk to a lawyer; he gets +twenty-five francs a month and his breakfast. I give him as much more, +and he dines and sleeps at home. That's all he gets; he must manage for +himself, but he'll make his way. I keep the fellow harder at work than +if he were at school, and some day he will be a barrister. When I give +him money to go to the theatre, he is as happy as a king and kisses me. +Oh, I keep a tight hand on him, and he renders me an account of all he +spends. You are too good to your children, Madame Bridau; if your son +wants to go through hardships and privations, let him; they'll make a +man of him." + +"As for my boy," said Du Bruel, a former chief of a division, who had +just retired on a pension, "he is only sixteen; his mother dotes on him; +but I shouldn't listen to his choosing a profession at his age,--a mere +fancy, a notion that may pass off. In my opinion, boys should be guided +and controlled." + +"Ah, monsieur! you are rich, you are a man, and you have but one son," +said Agathe. + +"Faith!" said Claparon, "children do tyrannize over us--over our hearts, +I mean. Mine makes me furious; he has nearly ruined me, and now I won't +have anything to do with him--it's a sort of independence. Well, he is +the happier for it, and so am I. That fellow was partly the cause of +his mother's death. He chose to be a commercial traveller; and the trade +just suited him, for he was no sooner in the house than he wanted to +be out of it; he couldn't keep in one place, and he wouldn't learn +anything. All I ask of God is that I may die before he dishonors my +name. Those who have no children lose many pleasures, but they escape +great sufferings." + +"And these men are fathers!" thought Agathe, weeping anew. + +"What I am trying to show you, my dear Madame Bridau, is that you had +better let your boy be a painter; if not, you will only waste your +time." + +"If you were able to coerce him," said the sour Desroches, "I should +advise you to oppose his tastes; but weak as I see you are, you had +better let him daub if he likes." + +"Console yourself, Agathe," said Madame Descoings, "Joseph will turn out +a great man." + +After this discussion, which was like all discussions, the widow's +friends united in giving her one and the same advice; which advice did +not in the least relieve her anxieties. They advised her to let Joseph +follow his bent. + +"If he doesn't turn out a genius," said Du Bruel, who always tried to +please Agathe, "you can then get him into some government office." + +When Madame Descoings accompanied the old clerks to the door she assured +them, at the head of the stairs, that they were "Grecian sages." + +"Madame Bridau ought to be glad her son is willing to do anything," said +Claparon. + +"Besides," said Desroches, "if God preserves the Emperor, Joseph will +always be looked after. Why should she worry?" + +"She is timid about everything that concerns her children," answered +Madame Descoings. "Well, my good girl," she said, returning to Agathe, +"you see they are unanimous; why are you still crying?" + +"If it was Philippe, I should have no anxiety. But you don't know what +goes on in that atelier; they have naked women!" + +"I hope they keep good fires," said Madame Descoings. + +A few days after this, the disasters of the retreat from Moscow became +known. Napoleon returned to Paris to organize fresh troops, and to ask +further sacrifices from the country. The poor mother was then plunged +into very different anxieties. Philippe, who was tired of school, wanted +to serve under the Emperor; he saw a review at the Tuileries,--the +last Napoleon ever held,--and he became infatuated with the idea of a +soldier's life. In those days military splendor, the show of uniforms, +the authority of epaulets, offered irresistible seductions to a certain +style of youth. Philippe thought he had the same vocation for the army +that his brother Joseph showed for art. Without his mother's knowledge, +he wrote a petition to the Emperor, which read as follows:-- + + Sire,--I am the son of your Bridau; eighteen years of age, five + feet six inches; I have good legs, a good constitution, and wish + to be one of your soldiers. I ask you to let me enter the army, + etc. + +Within twenty-four hours, the Emperor had sent Philippe to the Imperial +Lyceum at Saint-Cyr, and six months later, in November, 1813, he +appointed him sub-lieutenant in a regiment of cavalry. Philippe spent +the greater part of that winter in cantonments, but as soon as he knew +how to ride a horse he was dispatched to the front, and went eagerly. +During the campaign in France he was made a lieutenant, after an affair +at the outposts where his bravery had saved his colonel's life. The +Emperor named him captain at the battle of La Fere-Champenoise, and took +him on his staff. Inspired by such promotion, Philippe won the cross at +Montereau. He witnessed Napoleon's farewell at Fontainebleau, raved at +the sight, and refused to serve the Bourbons. When he returned to his +mother, in July, 1814, he found her ruined. + +Joseph's scholarship was withdrawn after the holidays, and Madame +Bridau, whose pension came from the Emperor's privy purse, vainly +entreated that it might be inscribed on the rolls of the ministry of the +interior. Joseph, more of a painter than ever, was delighted with the +turn of events, and entreated his mother to let him go to Monsieur +Regnauld, promising to earn his own living. He declared he was quite +sufficiently advanced in the second class to get on without rhetoric. +Philippe, a captain at nineteen and decorated, who had, moreover, served +the Emperor as an aide-de-camp in two battles, flattered the mother's +vanity immensely. Coarse, blustering, and without real merit beyond the +vulgar bravery of a cavalry officer, he was to her mind a man of genius; +whereas Joseph, puny and sickly, with unkempt hair and absent mind, +seeking peace, loving quiet, and dreaming of an artist's glory, would +only bring her, she thought, worries and anxieties. + +The winter of 1814-1815 was a lucky one for Joseph. Secretly encouraged +by Madame Descoings and Bixiou, a pupil of Gros, he went to work in +the celebrated atelier of that painter, whence a vast variety of +talent issued in its day, and there he formed the closest intimacy with +Schinner. The return from Elba came; Captain Bridau joined the Emperor +at Lyons, accompanied him to the Tuileries, and was appointed to the +command of a squadron in the dragoons of the Guard. After the battle of +Waterloo--in which he was slightly wounded, and where he won the cross +of an officer of the Legion of honor--he happened to be near Marshal +Davoust at Saint-Denis, and was not with the army of the Loire. In +consequence of this, and through Davoust's intercession, his cross and +his rank were secured to him, but he was placed on half-pay. + +Joseph, anxious about his future, studied all through this period +with an ardor which several times made him ill in the midst of these +tumultuous events. + +"It is the smell of the paints," Agathe said to Madame Descoings. "He +ought to give up a business so injurious to his health." + +However, all Agathe's anxieties were at this time for her son the +lieutenant-colonel. When she saw him again in 1816, reduced from the +salary of nine thousand francs (paid to a commander in the dragoons of +the Imperial Guard) to a half-pay of three hundred francs a month, she +fitted up her attic rooms for him, and spent her savings in doing so. +Philippe was one of the faithful Bonapartes of the cafe Lemblin, that +constitutional Boeotia; he acquired the habits, manners, style, and life +of a half-pay officer; indeed, like any other young man of twenty-one, +he exaggerated them, vowed in good earnest a mortal enmity to the +Bourbons, never reported himself at the War department, and even refused +opportunities which were offered to him for employment in the infantry +with his rank of lieutenant-colonel. In his mother's eyes, Philippe +seemed in all this to be displaying a noble character. + +"The father himself could have done no more," she said. + +Philippe's half-pay sufficed him; he cost nothing at home, whereas +all Joseph's expenses were paid by the two widows. From that moment, +Agathe's preference for Philippe was openly shown. Up to that time it +had been secret; but the persecution of this faithful servant of the +Emperor, the recollection of the wound received by her cherished son, +his courage in adversity, which, voluntary though it were, seemed to +her a glorious adversity, drew forth all Agathe's tenderness. The one +sentence, "He is unfortunate," explained and justified everything. +Joseph himself,--with the innate simplicity which superabounds in the +artist-soul in its opening years, and who was, moreover, brought up to +admire his big brother,--so far from being hurt by the preference of +their mother, encouraged it by sharing her worship of the hero who +had carried Napoleon's orders on two battlefields, and was wounded at +Waterloo. How could he doubt the superiority of the grand brother, +whom he had beheld in the green and gold uniform of the dragoons of the +Guard, commanding his squadron on the Champ de Mars? + +Agathe, notwithstanding this preference, was an excellent mother. She +loved Joseph, though not blindly; she simply was unable to understand +him. Joseph adored his mother; Philippe let his mother adore him. +Towards her, the dragoon softened his military brutality; but he never +concealed the contempt he felt for Joseph,--expressing it, however, in +a friendly way. When he looked at his brother, weak and sickly as he +was at seventeen years of age, shrunken with determined toil, and +over-weighted with his powerful head, he nicknamed him "Cub." Philippe's +patronizing manners would have wounded any one less carelessly +indifferent than the artist, who had, moreover, a firm belief in the +goodness of heart which soldiers hid, he thought, beneath a brutal +exterior. Joseph did not yet know, poor boy, that soldiers of genius are +as gentle and courteous in manner as other superior men in any walk of +life. All genius is alike, wherever found. + +"Poor boy!" said Philippe to his mother, "we mustn't plague him; let him +do as he likes." + +To his mother's eyes the colonel's contempt was a mark of fraternal +affection. + +"Philippe will always love and protect his brother," she thought to +herself. + + + + +CHAPTER III + +In 1816, Joseph obtained his mother's permission to convert the garret +which adjoined his attic room into an atelier, and Madame Descoings gave +him a little money for the indispensable requirements of the painter's +trade;--in the minds of the two widows, the art of painting was nothing +but a trade. With the feeling and ardor of his vocation, the lad himself +arranged his humble atelier. Madame Descoings persuaded the owner of the +house to put a skylight in the roof. The garret was turned into a vast +hall painted in chocolate-color by Joseph himself. On the walls he hung +a few sketches. Agathe contributed, not without reluctance, an iron +stove; so that her son might be able to work at home, without, however, +abandoning the studio of Gros, nor that of Schinner. + +The constitutional party, supported chiefly by officers on half-pay +and the Bonapartists, were at this time inciting "emeutes" around the +Chamber of Deputies, on behalf of the Charter, though no one actually +wanted it. Several conspiracies were brewing. Philippe, who dabbled +in them, was arrested, and then released for want of proof; but the +minister of war cut short his half-pay by putting him on the active +list,--a step which might be called a form of discipline. France was no +longer safe; Philippe was liable to fall into some trap laid for him by +spies,--provocative agents, as they were called, being much talked of in +those days. + +While Philippe played billiards in disaffected cafes, losing his time +and acquiring the habit of wetting his whistle with "little glasses" of +all sorts of liquors. Agathe lived in mortal terror for the safety of +the great man of the family. The Grecian sages were too much accustomed +to wend their nightly way up Madame Bridau's staircase, finding the two +widows ready and waiting, and hearing from them all the news of their +day, ever to break up the habit of coming to the green salon for their +game of cards. The ministry of the interior, though purged of its former +_employes_ in 1816, had retained Claparon, one of those cautious men, +who whisper the news of the "Moniteur," adding invariably, "Don't quote +me." Desroches, who had retired from active service some time after old +Du Bruel, was still battling for his pension. The three friends, who +were witnesses of Agathe's distress, advised her to send the colonel to +travel in foreign countries. + +"They talk about conspiracies, and your son, with his disposition, +will be certain to fall a victim in some of them; there is plenty of +treachery in these days." + +"Philippe is cut from the wood the Emperor made into marshals," said +Du Bruel, in a low voice, looking cautiously about him; "and he mustn't +give up his profession. Let him serve in the East, in India--" + +"Think of his health," said Agathe. + +"Why doesn't he get some place, or business?" said old Desroches; "there +are plenty of private offices to be had. I am going as head of a bureau +in an insurance company, as soon as I have got my pension." + +"Philippe is a soldier; he would not like to be any thing else," said +the warlike Agathe. + +"Then he ought to have the sense to ask for employment--" + +"And serve _these others_!" cried the widow. "Oh! I will never give him +that advice." + +"You are wrong," said Du Bruel. "My son has just got an appointment +through the Duc de Navarreins. The Bourbons are very good to those +who are sincere in rallying to them. Your son could be appointed +lieutenant-colonel to a regiment." + +"They only appoint nobles in the cavalry. Philippe would never rise to +be a colonel," said Madame Descoings. + +Agathe, much alarmed, entreated Philippe to travel abroad, and put +himself at the service of some foreign power who, she thought, would +gladly welcome a staff officer of the Emperor. + +"Serve a foreign nation!" cried Philippe, with horror. + +Agathe kissed her son with enthusiasm. + +"His father all over!" she exclaimed. + +"He is right," said Joseph. "France is too proud of her heroes to let +them be heroic elsewhere. Napoleon may return once more." + +However, to satisfy his mother, Philippe took up the dazzling idea of +joining General Lallemand in the United States, and helping him to found +what was called the Champ d'Asile, one of the most disastrous swindles +that ever appeared under the name of national subscription. Agathe gave +ten thousand francs to start her son, and she went to Havre to see him +off. By the end of 1817, she had accustomed herself to live on the six +hundred francs a year which remained to her from her property in the +Funds; then, by a lucky chance, she made a good investment of the ten +thousand francs she still kept of her savings, from which she obtained +an interest of seven per cent. Joseph wished to emulate his mother's +devotion. He dressed like a bailiff; wore the commonest shoes and blue +stockings; denied himself gloves, and burned charcoal; he lived on bread +and milk and Brie cheese. The poor lad got no sympathy, except from +Madame Descoings, and from Bixiou, his student-friend and comrade, who +was then making those admirable caricatures of his, and filling a small +office in the ministry. + +"With what joy I welcomed the summer of 1818!" said Joseph Bridau +in after-years, relating his troubles; "the sun saved me the cost of +charcoal." + +As good a colorist by this time as Gros himself, Joseph now went to his +master for consultation only. He was already meditating a tilt against +classical traditions, and Grecian conventionalities, in short, against +the leading-strings which held down an art to which Nature _as she is_ +belongs, in the omnipotence of her creations and her imagery. Joseph +made ready for a struggle which, from the day when he first exhibited in +the Salon, has never ceased. It was a terrible year. Roguin, the notary +of Madame Descoings and Madame Bridau, absconded with the moneys held +back for seven years from Madame Descoings's annuity, which by that +time were producing two thousand francs a year. Three days after this +disaster, a bill of exchange for a thousand francs, drawn by Philippe +upon his mother, arrived from New York. The poor fellow, misled like +so many others, had lost his all in the Champ d'Asile. A letter, which +accompanied the bill, drove Agathe, Joseph, and the Descoings to +tears, and told of debts contracted in New York, where his comrades in +misfortunes had indorsed for him. + +"It was I who made him go!" cried the poor mother, eager to divert the +blame from Philippe. + +"I advise you not to send him on many such journeys," said the old +Descoings to her niece. + +Madame Descoings was heroic. She continued to give the three thousand +francs a year to Madame Bridau, but she still paid the dues on her trey +which had never turned up since the year 1799. About this time, she +began to doubt the honesty of the government, and declared it was +capable of keeping the three numbers in the urn, so as to excite the +shareholders to put in enormous stakes. After a rapid survey of all +their resources, it seemed to the two women impossible to raise the +thousand francs without selling out the little that remained in the +Funds. They talked of pawning their silver and part of the linen, +and even the needless pieces of furniture. Joseph, alarmed at these +suggestions, went to see Gerard and told him their circumstances. The +great painter obtained an order from the household of the king for +two copies of a portrait of Louis XVIII., at five hundred francs +each. Though not naturally generous, Gros took his pupil to an +artist-furnishing house and fitted him out with the necessary materials. +But the thousand francs could not be had till the copies were delivered, +so Joseph painted four panels in ten days, sold them to the dealers and +brought his mother the thousand francs with which to meet the bill of +exchange when it fell due. Eight days later, came a letter from the +colonel, informing his mother that he was about to return to France +on board a packet from New York, whose captain had trusted him for +the passage-money. Philippe announced that he should need at least a +thousand francs on his arrival at Havre. + +"Good," said Joseph to his mother, "I shall have finished my copies by +that time, and you can carry him the money." + +"Dear Joseph!" cried Agathe in tears, kissing her son, "God will bless +you. You do love him, then, poor persecuted fellow? He is indeed our +glory and our hope for the future. So young, so brave, so unfortunate! +everything is against him; we three must always stand by him." + +"You see now that painting is good for something," cried Joseph, +overjoyed to have won his mother's permission to be a great artist. + +Madame Bridau rushed to meet her beloved son, Colonel Philippe, at +Havre. Once there, she walked every day beyond the round tower built by +Francois I., to look out for the American packet, enduring the keenest +anxieties. Mothers alone know how such sufferings quicken maternal love. +The vessel arrived on a fine morning in October, 1819, without delay, +and having met with no mishap. The sight of a mother and the air of +one's native land produces a certain affect on the coarsest nature, +especially after the miseries of a sea-voyage. Philippe gave way to a +rush of feeling, which made Agathe think to herself, "Ah! how he loves +me!" Alas, the hero loved but one person in the world, and that person +was Colonel Philippe. His misfortunes in Texas, his stay in New York,--a +place where speculation and individualism are carried to the highest +pitch, where the brutality of self-interest attains to cynicism, where +man, essentially isolated, is compelled to push his way for himself and +by himself, where politeness does not exist,--in fact, even the minor +events of Philippe's journey had developed in him the worst traits of an +old campaigner: he had grown brutal, selfish, rude; he drank and smoked +to excess; physical hardships and poverty had depraved him. Moreover, +he considered himself persecuted; and the effect of that idea is to +make persons who are unintelligent persecutors and bigots themselves. To +Philippe's conception of life, the universe began at his head and ended +at his feet, and the sun shone for him alone. The things he had seen +in New York, interpreted by his practical nature, carried away his last +scruples on the score of morality. For such beings, there are but two +ways of existence. Either they believe, or they do not believe; they +have the virtues of honest men, or they give themselves up to the +demands of necessity; in which case they proceed to turn their slightest +interests and each passing impulse of their passions into necessities. + +Such a system of life carries a man a long way. It was only in +appearance that Colonel Philippe retained the frankness, plain-dealing, +and easy-going freedom of a soldier. This made him, in reality, very +dangerous; he seemed as guileless as a child, but, thinking only of +himself, he never did anything without reflecting what he had better +do,--like a wily lawyer planning some trick "a la Maitre Gonin"; words +cost him nothing, and he said as many as he could to get people to +believe. If, unfortunately, some one refused to accept the explanations +with which he justified the contradictions between his conduct and his +professions, the colonel, who was a good shot and could defy the most +adroit fencing-master, and possessed the coolness of one to whom life is +indifferent, was quite ready to demand satisfaction for the first sharp +word; and when a man shows himself prepared for violence there is little +more to be said. His imposing stature had taken on a certain rotundity, +his face was bronzed from exposure in Texas, he was still succinct in +speech, and had acquired the decisive tone of a man obliged to make +himself feared among the populations of a new world. Thus developed, +plainly dressed, his body trained to endurance by his recent hardships, +Philippe in the eyes of his mother was a hero; in point of fact, he had +simply become what people (not to mince matters) call a blackguard. + +Shocked at the destitution of her cherished son, Madame Bridau bought +him a complete outfit of clothes at Havre. After listening to the tale +of his woes, she had not the heart to stop his drinking and eating and +amusing himself as a man just returned from the Champ d'Asile was +likely to eat and drink and divert himself. It was certainly a fine +conception,--that of conquering Texas with the remains of the imperial +army. The failure was less in the idea than in the men who conceived +it; for Texas is to-day a republic, with a future full of promise. This +scheme of Liberalism under the Restoration distinctly proves that the +interests of the party were purely selfish and not national, seeking +power and nothing else. Neither men, nor occasion, nor cause, +nor devotion were lacking; only the money and the support of the +hypocritical party at home who dispensed enormous sums, but gave nothing +when it came to recovering empire. Household managers like Agathe have +a plain common-sense which enables them to perceive such political +chicane: the poor woman saw the truth through the lines of her son's +tale; for she had read, in the exile's interests, all the pompous +editorials of the constitutional journals, and watched the management +of the famous subscription, which produced barely one hundred and fifty +thousand francs when it ought to have yielded five or six millions. The +Liberal leaders soon found out that they were playing into the hands of +Louis XVIII. by exporting the glorious remnants of our grand army, and +they promptly abandoned to their fate the most devoted, the most ardent, +the most enthusiastic of its heroes,--those, in short, who had gone in +the advance. Agathe was never able, however, to make her son see that +he was more duped than persecuted. With blind belief in her idol, she +supposed herself ignorant, and deplored, as Philippe did, the evil times +which had done him such wrong. Up to this time he was, to her mind, +throughout his misfortunes, less faulty than victimized by his noble +nature, his energy, the fall of the Emperor, the duplicity of the +Liberals, and the rancor of the Bourbons against the Bonapartists. +During the week at Havre, a week which was horribly costly, she dared +not ask him to make terms with the royal government and apply to the +minister of war. She had hard work to get him away from Havre, where +living is very expensive, and to bring him back to Paris before her +money gave out. Madame Descoings and Joseph, who were awaiting their +arrival in the courtyard of the coach-office of the Messageries Royales, +were struck with the change in Agathe's face. + +"Your mother has aged ten years in two months," whispered the Descoings +to Joseph, as they all embraced, and the two trunks were being handed +down. + +"How do you do, mere Descoings?" was the cool greeting the colonel +bestowed on the old woman whom Joseph was in the habit of calling "maman +Descoings." + +"I have no money to pay for a hackney-coach," said Agathe, in a sad +voice. + +"I have," replied the young painter. "What a splendid color Philippe has +turned!" he cried, looking at his brother. + +"Yes, I've browned like a pipe," said Philippe. "But as for you, you're +not a bit changed, little man." + +Joseph, who was now twenty-one, and much thought of by the friends who +had stood by him in his days of trial, felt his own strength and was +aware of his talent; he represented the art of painting in a circle of +young men whose lives were devoted to science, letters, politics, and +philosophy. Consequently, he was wounded by his brother's contempt, +which Philippe still further emphasized with a gesture, pulling his ears +as if he were still a child. Agathe noticed the coolness which succeeded +the first glow of tenderness on the part of Joseph and Madame Descoings; +but she hastened to tell them of Philippe's sufferings in exile, and so +lessened it. Madame Descoings, wishing to make a festival of the return +of the prodigal, as she called him under her breath, had prepared one +of her good dinners, to which old Claparon and the elder Desroches +were invited. All the family friends were to come, and did come, in the +evening. Joseph had invited Leon Giraud, d'Arthez, Michel Chrestien, +Fulgence Ridal, and Horace Bianchon, his friends of the fraternity. +Madame Descoings had promised Bixiou, her so-called step-son, that the +young people should play at ecarte. Desroches the younger, who had now +taken, under his father's stern rule, his degree at law, was also of +the party. Du Bruel, Claparon, Desroches, and the Abbe Loraux carefully +observed the returned exile, whose manners and coarse features, and +voice roughened by the abuse of liquors, together with his vulgar glance +and phraseology, alarmed them not a little. While Joseph was placing the +card-tables, the more intimate of the family friends surrounded Agathe +and asked,-- + +"What do you intend to make of Philippe?" + +"I don't know," she answered, "but he is determined not to serve the +Bourbons." + +"Then it will be very difficult for you to find him a place in France. +If he won't re-enter the army, he can't be readily got into government +employ," said old Du Bruel. "And you have only to listen to him to see +he could never, like my son, make his fortune by writing plays." + +The motion of Agathe's eyes, with which alone she replied to this +speech, showed how anxious Philippe's future made her; they all kept +silence. The exile himself, Bixiou, and the younger Desroches were +playing at ecarte, a game which was then the rage. + +"Maman Descoings, my brother has no money to play with," whispered +Joseph in the good woman's ear. + +The devotee of the Royal Lottery fetched twenty francs and gave them to +the artist, who slipped them secretly into his brother's hand. All the +company were now assembled. There were two tables of boston; and the +party grew lively. Philippe proved a bad player: after winning for +awhile, he began to lose; and by eleven o'clock he owed fifty francs to +young Desroches and to Bixiou. The racket and the disputes at the ecarte +table resounded more than once in the ears of the more peaceful boston +players, who were watching Philippe surreptitiously. The exile showed +such signs of bad temper that in his final dispute with the younger +Desroches, who was none too amiable himself, the elder Desroches joined +in, and though his son was decidedly in the right, he declared he was +in the wrong, and forbade him to play any more. Madame Descoings did the +same with her grandson, who was beginning to let fly certain witticisms; +and although Philippe, so far, had not understood him, there was always +a chance that one of the barbed arrows might piece the colonel's thick +skull and put the sharp jester in peril. + +"You must be tired," whispered Agathe in Philippe's ear; "come to bed." + +"Travel educates youth," said Bixiou, grinning, when Madame Bridau and +the colonel had disappeared. + +Joseph, who got up at dawn and went to bed early, did not see the end of +the party. The next morning Agathe and Madame Descoings, while preparing +breakfast, could not help remarking that soires would be terribly +expensive if Philippe were to go on playing that sort of game, as the +Descoings phrased it. The worthy old woman, then seventy-six years of +age, proposed to sell her furniture, give up her _appartement_ on the +second floor (which the owner was only too glad to occupy), and take +Agathe's parlor for her chamber, making the other room a sitting-room +and dining-room for the family. In this way they could save seven +hundred francs a year; which would enable them to give Philippe fifty +francs a month until he could find something to do. Agathe accepted the +sacrifice. When the colonel came down and his mother had asked how he +liked his little bedroom, the two widows explained to him the situation +of the family. Madame Descoings and Agathe possessed, by putting all +their resources together, an income of five thousand three hundred +francs, four thousand of which belonged to Madame Descoings and were +merely a life annuity. The Descoings made an allowance of six hundred +a year to Bixiou, whom she had acknowledged as her grandson during the +last few months, also six hundred to Joseph; the rest of her income, +together with that of Agathe, was spent for the household wants. All +their savings were by this time eaten up. + +"Make yourselves easy," said the lieutenant-colonel. "I'll find a +situation and put you to no expense; all I need for the present is board +and lodging." + +Agathe kissed her son, and Madame Descoings slipped a hundred francs +into his hand to pay for his losses of the night before. In ten days +the furniture was sold, the _appartement_ given up, and the change in +Agathe's domestic arrangements accomplished with a celerity seldom seen +outside of Paris. During those ten days, Philippe regularly decamped +after breakfast, came back for dinner, was off again for the evening, +and only got home about midnight to go to bed. He contracted certain +habits half mechanically, and they soon became rooted in him; he got his +boots blacked on the Pont Neuf for the two sous it would have cost +him to go by the Pont des Arts to the Palais-Royal, where he consumed +regularly two glasses of brandy while reading the newspapers,--an +occupation which employed him till midday; after that he sauntered along +the rue Vivienne to the cafe Minerve, where the Liberals congregated, +and where he played at billiards with a number of old comrades. While +winning and losing, Philippe swallowed four or five more glasses of +divers liquors, and smoked ten or a dozen cigars in going and coming, +and idling along the streets. In the evening, after consuming a +few pipes at the Hollandais smoking-rooms, he would go to some +gambling-place towards ten o'clock at night. The waiter handed him a +card and a pin; he always inquired of certain well-seasoned players +about the chances of the red or the black, and staked ten francs when +the lucky moment seemed to come; never playing more than three times, +win or lose. If he won, which usually happened, he drank a tumbler +of punch and went home to his garret; but by that time he talked of +smashing the ultras and the Bourbon body-guard, and trolled out, as he +mounted the staircase, "We watch to save the Empire!" His poor mother, +hearing him, used to think "How gay Philippe is to-night!" and then she +would creep up and kiss him, without complaining of the fetid odors of +the punch, and the brandy, and the pipes. + +"You ought to be satisfied with me, my dear mother," he said, towards +the end of January; "I lead the most regular of lives." + +The colonel had dined five times at a restaurant with some of his army +comrades. These old soldiers were quite frank with each other on the +state of their own affairs, all the while talking of certain hopes which +they based on the building of a submarine vessel, expected to bring +about the deliverance of the Emperor. Among these former comrades, +Philippe particularly liked an old captain of the dragoons of the Guard, +named Giroudeau, in whose company he had seen his first service. This +friendship with the late dragoon led Philippe into completing what +Rabelais called "the devil's equipage"; and he added to his drams, and +his tobacco, and his play, a "fourth wheel." + +One evening at the beginning of February, Giroudeau took Philippe after +dinner to the Gaite, occupying a free box sent to a theatrical journal +belonging to his nephew Finot, in whose office Giroudeau was cashier +and secretary. Both were dressed after the fashion of the Bonapartist +officers who now belonged to the Constitutional Opposition; they wore +ample overcoats with square collars, buttoned to the chin and coming +down to their heels, and decorated with the rosette of the Legion of +honor; and they carried malacca canes with loaded knobs, which they held +by strings of braided leather. The late troopers had just (to use one of +their own expressions) "made a bout of it," and were mutually unbosoming +their hearts as they entered the box. Through the fumes of a certain +number of bottles and various glasses of various liquors, Giroudeau +pointed out to Philippe a plump and agile little ballet-girl whom he +called Florentine, whose good graces and affection, together with the +box, belonged to him as the representative of an all-powerful journal. + +"But," said Philippe, "I should like to know how far her good graces go +for such an iron-gray old trooper as you." + +"Thank God," replied Giroudeau, "I've stuck to the traditions of our +glorious uniform. I have never wasted a farthing upon a woman in my +life." + +"What's that?" said Philippe, putting a finger on his left eye. + +"That is so," answered Giroudeau. "But, between ourselves, the newspaper +counts for a good deal. To-morrow, in a couple of lines, we shall advise +the managers to let Mademoiselle Florentine dance a particular step, and +so forth. Faith, my dear boy, I'm uncommonly lucky!" + +"Well!" thought Philippe; "if this worthy Giroudeau, with a skull as +polished as my knee, forty-eight years, a big stomach, a face like a +ploughman, and a nose like a potato, can get a ballet-girl, I ought to +be the lover of the first actress in Paris. Where does one find such +luck?" he said aloud. + +"I'll show you Florentine's place to-night. My Dulcinea only earns +fifty francs a month at the theatre," added Giroudeau, "but she is very +prettily set up, thanks to an old silk dealer named Cardot, who gives +her five hundred francs a month." + +"Well, but--?" exclaimed the jealous Philippe. + +"Bah!" said Giroudeau; "true love is blind." + +When the play was over Giroudeau took Philippe to Mademoiselle +Florentine's _appartement_, which was close to the theatre, in the rue +de Crussol. + +"We must behave ourselves," said Giroudeau. "Florentine's mother is +here. You see, I haven't the means to pay for one, so the worthy woman +is really her own mother. She used to be a concierge, but she's not +without intelligence. Call her Madame; she makes a point of it." + +Florentine happened that night to have a friend with her,--a certain +Marie Godeschal, beautiful as an angel, cold as a danseuse, and a +pupil of Vestris, who foretold for her a great choregraphic destiny. +Mademoiselle Godeschal, anxious to make her first appearance at the +Panorama-Dramatique under the name of Mariette, based her hopes on the +protection and influence of a first gentleman of the bedchamber, to whom +Vestris had promised to introduce her. Vestris, still green himself at +this period, did not think his pupil sufficiently trained to risk the +introduction. The ambitious girl did, in the end, make her pseudonym of +Mariette famous; and the motive of her ambition, it must be said, was +praiseworthy. She had a brother, a clerk in Derville's law office. Left +orphans and very poor, and devoted to each other, the brother and sister +had seen life such as it is in Paris. The one wished to be a lawyer that +he might support his sister, and he lived on ten sous a day; the other +had coldly resolved to be a dancer, and to profit by her beauty as much +as by her legs that she might buy a practice for her brother. Outside +of their feeling for each other, and of their mutual life and interests, +everything was to them, as it once was to the Romans and the Hebrews, +barbaric, outlandish, and hostile. This generous affection, which +nothing ever lessened, explained Mariette to those who knew her +intimately. + +The brother and sister were living at this time on the eighth floor of a +house in the Vieille rue du Temple. Mariette had begun her studies +when she was ten years old; she was now just sixteen. Alas! for want of +becoming clothes, her beauty, hidden under a coarse shawl, dressed +in calico, and ill-kept, could only be guessed by those Parisians +who devote themselves to hunting grisettes and the quest of beauty in +misfortune, as she trotted past them with mincing step, mounted on iron +pattens. Philippe fell in love with Mariette. To Mariette, Philippe was +commander of the dragoons of the Guard, a staff-officer of the Emperor, +a young man of twenty-seven, and above all, the means of proving herself +superior to Florentine by the evident superiority of Philippe over +Giroudeau. Florentine and Giroudeau, the one to promote his comrade's +happiness, the other to get a protector for her friend, pushed Philippe +and Mariette into a "mariage en detrempe,"--a Parisian term which is +equivalent to "morganatic marriage," as applied to royal personages. +Philippe when they left the house revealed his poverty to Giroudeau, but +the old roue reassured him. + +"I'll speak to my nephew Finot," he said. "You see, Philippe, the reign +of phrases and quill-drivers is upon us; we may as well submit. To-day, +scribblers are paramount. Ink has ousted gunpowder, and talk takes the +place of shot. After all, these little toads of editors are pretty good +fellows, and very clever. Come and see me to-morrow at the newspaper +office; by that time I shall have said a word for you to my nephew. +Before long you'll have a place on some journal or other. Mariette, +who is taking you at this moment (don't deceive yourself) because she +literally has nothing, no engagement, no chance of appearing on the +stage, and I have told her that you are going on a newspaper like +myself,--Mariette will try to make you believe she is loving you for +yourself; and you will believe her! Do as I do,--keep her as long as you +can. I was so much in love with Florentine that I begged Finot to write +her up and help her to a debut; but my nephew replied, 'You say she has +talent; well, the day after her first appearance she will turn her back +on you.' Oh, that's Finot all over! You'll find him a knowing one." + +The next day, about four o'clock, Philippe went to the rue de Sentier, +where he found Giroudeau in the entresol,--caged like a wild beast in +a sort of hen-coop with a sliding panel; in which was a little stove, +a little table, two little chairs, and some little logs of wood. This +establishment bore the magic words, SUBSCRIPTION OFFICE, painted on +the door in black letters, and the word "Cashier," written by hand and +fastened to the grating of the cage. Along the wall that lay opposite +to the cage, was a bench, where, at this moment, a one-armed man was +breakfasting, who was called Coloquinte by Giroudeau, doubtless from the +Egyptian colors of his skin. + +"A pretty hole!" exclaimed Philippe, looking round the room. "In the +name of thunder! what are you doing here, you who charged with poor +Colonel Chabert at Eylau? You--a gallant officer!" + +"Well, yes! broum! broum!--a gallant officer keeping the accounts of a +little newspaper," said Giroudeau, settling his black silk skull-cap. +"Moreover, I'm the working editor of all that rubbish," he added, +pointing to the newspaper itself. + +"And I, who went to Egypt, I'm obliged to stamp it," said the one-armed +man. + +"Hold your tongue, Coloquinte," said Giroudeau. "You are in presence of +a hero who carried the Emperor's orders at the battle of Montereau." + +Coloquinte saluted. "That's were I lost my missing arm!" he said. + +"Coloquinte, look after the den. I'm going up to see my nephew." + +The two soldiers mounted to the fourth floor, where, in an attic room +at the end of a passage, they found a young man with a cold light eye, +lying on a dirty sofa. The representative of the press did not stir, +though he offered cigars to his uncle and his uncle's friend. + +"My good fellow," said Giroudeau in a soothing and humble tone, "this +is the gallant cavalry officer of the Imperial Guard of whom I spoke to +you." + +"Eh! well?" said Finot, eyeing Philippe, who, like Giroudeau, lost all +his assurance before the diplomatist of the press. + +"My dear boy," said Giroudeau, trying to pose as an uncle, "the colonel +has just returned from Texas." + +"Ah! you were taken in by that affair of the Champ d'Asile, were you? +Seems to me you were rather young to turn into a Soldier-laborer." + +The bitterness of this jest will only be understood by those who +remember the deluge of engravings, screens, clocks, bronzes, and +plaster-casts produced by the idea of the Soldier-laborer, a splendid +image of Napoleon and his heroes, which afterwards made its appearance +on the stage in vaudevilles. That idea, however, obtained a national +subscription; and we still find, in the depths of the provinces, old +wall-papers which bear the effigy of the Soldier-laborer. If this young +man had not been Giroudeau's nephew, Philippe would have boxed his ears. + +"Yes, I was taken in by it; I lost my time, and twelve thousand francs +to boot," answered Philippe, trying to force a grin. + +"You are still fond of the Emperor?" asked Finot. + +"He is my god," answered Philippe Bridau. + +"You are a Liberal?" + +"I shall always belong to the Constitutional Opposition. Oh Foy! +oh Manuel! oh Laffitte! what men they are! They'll rid us of these +others,--these wretches, who came back to France at the heels of the +enemy." + +"Well," said Finot coldly, "you ought to make something out of your +misfortunes; for you are the victim of the Liberals, my good fellow. +Stay a Liberal, if you really value your opinions, but threaten the +party with the follies in Texas which you are ready to show up. You +never got a farthing of the national subscription, did you? Well, then +you hold a fine position: demand an account of that subscription. I'll +tell you how you can do it. A new Opposition journal is just starting, +under the auspices of the deputies of the Left; you shall be the +cashier, with a salary of three thousand francs. A permanent place. All +you want is some one to go security for you in twenty thousand francs; +find that, and you shall be installed within a week. I'll advise +the Liberals to silence you by giving you the place. Meantime, talk, +threaten,--threaten loudly." + +Giroudeau let Philippe, who was profuse in his thanks, go down a few +steps before him, and then he turned back to say to his nephew, "Well, +you are a queer fellow! you keep me here on twelve hundred francs--" + +"That journal won't live a year," said Finot. "I've got something better +for you." + +"Thunder!" cried Philippe to Giroudeau. "He's no fool, that nephew of +yours. I never once thought of making something, as he calls it, out of +my position." + +That night at the cafe Lemblin and the cafe Minerve Colonel Philippe +fulminated against the Liberal party, which had raised subscriptions, +sent heroes to Texas, talked hypocritically of Soldier-laborers, and +left them to starve, after taking the money they had put into it, and +keeping them in exile for two years. + +"I am going to demand an account of the moneys collected by the +subscription for the Champ d'Asile," he said to one of the frequenters +of the cafe, who repeated it to the journalists of the Left. + +Philippe did not go back to the rue Mazarin; he went to Mariette and +told her of his forthcoming appointment on a newspaper with ten thousand +subscribers, in which her choregraphic claims should be warmly advanced. + +Agathe and Madame Descoings waited up for Philippe in fear and +trembling, for the Duc de Berry had just been assassinated. The colonel +came home a few minutes after breakfast; and when his mother showed her +uneasiness at his absence, he grew angry and asked if he were not of +age. + +"In the name of thunder, what's all this! here have I brought you some +good news, and you both look like tombstones. The Duc de Berry is dead, +is he?--well, so much the better! that's one the less, at any rate. +As for me, I am to be cashier of a newspaper, with a salary of three +thousand francs, and there you are, out of all your anxieties on my +account." + +"Is it possible?" cried Agathe. + +"Yes; provided you can go security for me in twenty thousand francs; you +need only deposit your shares in the Funds, you will draw the interest +all the same." + +The two widows, who for nearly two months had been desperately anxious +to find out what Philippe was about, and how he could be provided for, +were so overjoyed at this prospect that they gave no thought to their +other catastrophes. That evening, the Grecian sages, old Du Bruel, +Claparon, whose health was failing, and the inflexible Desroches were +unanimous; they all advised Madame Bridau to go security for her son. +The new journal, which fortunately was started before the assassination +of the Duc de Berry, just escaped the blow which Monsieur Decazes then +launched at the press. Madame Bridau's shares in the Funds, representing +thirteen hundred francs' interest, were transferred as security for +Philippe, who was then appointed cashier. That good son at once promised +to pay one hundred francs every month to the two widows, for his board +and lodging, and was declared by both to be the best of sons. Those who +had thought ill of him now congratulated Agathe. + +"We were unjust to him," they said. + +Poor Joseph, not to be behind his brother in generosity, resolved to pay +for his own support, and succeeded. + + + + +CHAPTER IV + +Three months later, the colonel, who ate and drank enough for four men, +finding fault with the food and compelling the poor widows, on the score +of his payments, to spend much money on their table, had not yet paid +down a single penny. His mother and Madame Descoings were unwilling, out +of delicacy, to remind him of his promise. The year went by without one +of those coins which Leon Gozlan so vigorously called "tigers with five +claws" finding its way from Philippe's pocket to the household purse. It +is true that the colonel quieted his conscience on this score by seldom +dining at home. + +"Well, he is happy," said his mother; "he is easy in mind; he has a +place." + +Through the influence of a feuilleton, edited by Vernou, a friend of +Bixiou, Finot, and Giroudeau, Mariette made her appearance, not at the +Panorama-Dramatique but at the Porte-Saint-Martin, where she triumphed +beside the famous Begrand. Among the directors of the theatre was a rich +and luxurious general officer, in love with an actress, for whose sake +he had made himself an impresario. In Paris, we frequently meet with men +so fascinated with actresses, singers, or ballet-dancers, that they are +willing to become directors of a theatre out of love. This officer knew +Philippe and Giroudeau. Mariette's first appearance, heralded already +by Finot's journal and also by Philippe's, was promptly arranged by the +three officers; for there seems to be solidarity among the passions in a +matter of folly. + +The mischievous Bixiou was not long in revealing to his grandmother and +the devoted Agathe that Philippe, the cashier, the hero of heroes, +was in love with Mariette, the celebrated ballet-dancer at the +Porte-Saint-Martin. The news was a thunder-clap to the two widows; +Agathe's religious principles taught her to think that all women on +the stage were brands in the burning; moreover, she thought, and so did +Madame Descoings, that women of that kind dined off gold, drank pearls, +and wasted fortunes. + +"Now do you suppose," said Joseph to his mother, "that my brother is +such a fool as to spend his money on Mariette? Such women only ruin rich +men." + +"They talk of engaging Mariette at the Opera," said Bixiou. "Don't +be worried, Madame Bridau; the diplomatic body often comes to the +Porte-Saint-Martin, and that handsome girl won't stay long with your +son. I did hear that an ambassador was madly in love with her. By the +bye, another piece of news! Old Claparon is dead, and his son, who has +become a banker, has ordered the cheapest kind of funeral for him. That +fellow has no education; they wouldn't behave like that in China." + +Philippe, prompted by mercenary motives, proposed to Mariette that she +should marry him; but she, knowing herself on the eve of an engagement +at the Grand Opera, refused the offer, either because she guessed the +colonel's motive, or because she saw how important her independence +would be to her future fortune. For the remainder of this year, Philippe +never came more than twice a month to see his mother. Where was he? +Either at his office, or the theatre, or with Mariette. No light +whatever as to his conduct reached the household of the rue Mazarin. +Giroudeau, Finot, Bixiou, Vernou, Lousteau, saw him leading a life of +pleasure. Philippe shared the gay amusements of Tullia, a leading +singer at the Opera, of Florentine, who took Mariette's place at the +Porte-Saint-Martin, of Florine and Matifat, Coralie and Camusot. +After four o'clock, when he left his office, until midnight, he amused +himself; some party of pleasure had usually been arranged the night +before,--a good dinner, a card-party, a supper by some one or other of +the set. Philippe was in his element. + +This carnival, which lasted eighteen months, was not altogether without +its troubles. The beautiful Mariette no sooner appeared at the Opera, in +January, 1821, than she captured one of the most distinguished dukes of +the court of Louis XVIII. Philippe tried to make head against the +peer, and by the month of April he was compelled by his passion, +notwithstanding some luck at cards, to dip into the funds of which he +was cashier. By May he had taken eleven hundred francs. In that fatal +month Mariette started for London, to see what could be done with +the lords while the temporary opera house in the Hotel Choiseul, rue +Lepelletier, was being prepared. The luckless Philippe had ended, +as often happens, in loving Mariette notwithstanding her flagrant +infidelities; she herself had never thought him anything but a +dull-minded, brutal soldier, the first rung of a ladder on which she +had never intended to remain long. So, foreseeing the time when Philippe +would have spent all his money, she captured other journalistic support +which released her from the necessity of depending on him; nevertheless, +she did feel the peculiar gratitude that class of women acknowledge +towards the first man who smooths their way, as it were, among the +difficulties and horrors of a theatrical career. + +Forced to let his terrible mistress go to London without him, Philippe +went into winter quarters, as he called it,--that is, he returned to +his attic room in his mother's _appartement_. He made some gloomy +reflections as he went to bed that night, and when he got up again. He +was conscious within himself of the inability to live otherwise than as +he had been living the last year. The luxury that surrounded Mariette, +the dinners, the suppers, the evenings in the side-scenes, the animation +of wits and journalists, the sort of racket that went on around him, +the delights that tickled both his senses and his vanity,--such a life, +found only in Paris, and offering daily the charm of some new thing, was +now more than habit,--it had become to Philippe as much a necessity as +his tobacco or his brandy. He saw plainly that he could not live without +these continual enjoyments. The idea of suicide came into his head; not +on account of the deficit which must soon be discovered in his accounts, +but because he could no longer live with Mariette in the atmosphere +of pleasure in which he had disported himself for over a year. Full +of these gloomy thoughts, he entered for the first time his brother's +painting-room, where he found the painter in a blue blouse, copying a +picture for a dealer. + +"So that's how pictures are made," said Philippe, by way of opening the +conversation. + +"No," said Joseph, "that is how they are copied." + +"How much do they pay you for that?" + +"Eh! never enough; two hundred and fifty francs. But I study the manner +of the masters and learn a great deal; I found out the secrets of their +method. There's one of my own pictures," he added, pointing with the end +of his brush to a sketch with the colors still moist. + +"How much do you pocket in a year?" + +"Unfortunately, I am known only to painters. Schinner backs me; and +he has got me some work at the Chateau de Presles, where I am going in +October to do some arabesques, panels, and other decorations, for which +the Comte de Serizy, no doubt, will pay well. With such trifles and with +orders from the dealers, I may manage to earn eighteen hundred to two +thousand francs a year over and above the working expenses. I shall send +that picture to the next exhibition; if it hits the public taste, my +fortune is made. My friends think well of it." + +"I don't know anything about such things," said Philippe, in a subdued +voice which caused Joseph to turn and look at him. + +"What is the matter?" said the artist, seeing that his brother was very +pale. + +"I should like to know how long it would take you to paint my portrait?" + +"If I worked steadily, and the weather were clear, I could finish it in +three or four days." + +"That's too long; I have only one day to give you. My poor mother loves +me so much that I wished to leave her my likeness. We will say no more +about it." + +"Why! are you going away again?" + +"I am going never to return," replied Philippe with an air of forced +gayety. + +"Look here, Philippe, what is the matter? If it is anything serious, +I am a man and not a ninny. I am accustomed to hard struggles, and if +discretion is needed, I have it." + +"Are you sure?" + +"On my honor." + +"You will tell no one, no matter who?" + +"No one." + +"Well, I am going to blow my brains out." + +"You!--are you going to fight a duel?" + +"I am going to kill myself." + +"Why?" + +"I have taken eleven hundred francs from the funds in my hands; I have +got to send in my accounts to-morrow morning. Half my security is lost; +our poor mother will be reduced to six hundred francs a year. That would +be nothing! I could make a fortune for her later; but I am dishonored! I +cannot live under dishonor--" + +"You will not be dishonored if it is paid back. To be sure, you will +lose your place, and you will only have the five hundred francs a year +from your cross; but you can live on five hundred francs." + +"Farewell!" said Philippe, running rapidly downstairs, and not waiting +to hear another word. + +Joseph left his studio and went down to breakfast with his mother; +but Philippe's confession had taken away his appetite. He took Madame +Descoings aside and told her the terrible news. The old woman made a +frightened exclamation, let fall the saucepan of milk she had in +her hand, and flung herself into a chair. Agathe rushed in; from one +exclamation to another the mother gathered the fatal truth. + +"He! to fail in honor! the son of Bridau to take the money that was +trusted to him!" + +The widow trembled in every limb; her eyes dilated and then grew fixed; +she sat down and burst into tears. + +"Where is he?" she cried amid the sobs. "Perhaps he has flung himself +into the Seine." + +"You must not give up all hope," said Madame Descoings, "because a poor +lad has met with a bad woman who has led him to do wrong. Dear me! we +see that every day. Philippe has had such misfortunes! he has had so +little chance to be happy and loved that we ought not to be surprised at +his passion for that creature. All passions lead to excess. My own life +is not without reproach of that kind, and yet I call myself an honest +woman. A single fault is not vice; and after all, it is only those who +do nothing that are never deceived." + +Agathe's despair overcame her so much that Joseph and the Descoings +were obliged to lessen Philippe's wrong-doings by assuring her that such +things happened in all families. + +"But he is twenty-eight years old," cried Agathe, "he is no longer a +child." + +Terrible revelation of the inward thought of the poor woman on the +conduct of her son. + +"Mother, I assure you he thought only of your sufferings and of the +wrong he had done you," said Joseph. + +"Oh, my God! let him come back to me, let him live, and I will forgive +all," cried the poor mother, to whose mind a horrible vision of Philippe +dragged dead out of the river presented itself. + +Gloomy silence reigned for a short time. The day went by with cruel +alternations of hope and fear; all three ran to the window at the least +sound, and gave way to every sort of conjecture. While the family were +thus grieving, Philippe was quietly getting matters in order at his +office. He had the audacity to give in his accounts with a statement +that, fearing some accident, he had retained eleven hundred francs at +his own house for safe keeping. The scoundrel left the office at five +o'clock, taking five hundred francs more from the desk, and coolly went +to a gambling-house, which he had not entered since his connection with +the paper, for he knew very well that a cashier must not be seen to +frequent such a place. The fellow was not wanting in acumen. His past +conduct proved that he derived more from his grandfather Rouget than +from his virtuous sire, Bridau. Perhaps he might have made a good +general; but in private life, he was one of those utter scoundrels who +shelter their schemes and their evil actions behind a screen of strict +legality, and the privacy of the family roof. + +At this conjuncture Philippe maintained his coolness. He won at first, +and gained as much as six thousand francs; but he let himself be dazzled +by the idea of getting out of his difficulties at one stroke. He left +the trente-et-quarante, hearing that the black had come up sixteen times +at the roulette table, and was about to put five thousand francs on the +red, when the black came up for the seventeenth time. The colonel then +put a thousand francs on the black and won. In spite of this remarkable +piece of luck, his head grew weary; he felt it, though he continued to +play. But that divining sense which leads a gambler, and which comes in +flashes, was already failing him. Intermittent perceptions, so fatal to +all gamblers, set in. Lucidity of mind, like the rays of the sun, can +have no effect except by the continuity of a direct line; it can divine +only on condition of not breaking that line; the curvettings of chance +bemuddle it. Philippe lost all. After such a strain, the careless mind +as well as the bravest weakens. When Philippe went home that night +he was not thinking of suicide, for he had never really meant to kill +himself; he no longer thought of his lost place, nor of the sacrificed +security, nor of his mother, nor of Mariette, the cause of his ruin; he +walked along mechanically. When he got home, his mother in tears, Madame +Descoings, and Joseph, all fell on his neck and kissed him and brought +him joyfully to a seat by the fire. + +"Bless me!" thought he, "the threat has worked." + +The brute at once assumed an air suitable to the occasion; all the more +easily, because his ill-luck at cards had deeply depressed him. Seeing +her atrocious Benjamin so pale and woe-begone, the poor mother knelt +beside him, kissed his hands, pressed them to her heart, and gazed at +him for a long time with eyes swimming in tears. + +"Philippe," she said, in a choking voice, "promise not to kill yourself, +and all shall be forgotten." + +Philippe looked at his sorrowing brother and at Madame Descoings, +whose eyes were full of tears, and thought to himself, "They are good +creatures." Then he took his mother in his arms, raised her and put her +on his knee, pressed her to his heart and whispered as he kissed her, +"For the second time, you give me life." + +The Descoings managed to serve an excellent dinner, and to add two +bottles of old wine with a little "liqueur des iles," a treasure left +over from her former business. + +"Agathe," she said at dessert, "we must let him smoke his cigars," and +she offered some to Philippe. + +These two poor creatures fancied that if they let the fellow take his +ease, he would like his home and stay in it; both, therefore, tried to +endure his tobacco-smoke, though each loathed it. That sacrifice was not +so much as noticed by Philippe. + +On the morrow, Agathe looked ten years older. Her terrors calmed, +reflection came back to her, and the poor woman had not closed an eye +throughout that horrible night. She was now reduced to six hundred +francs a year. Madame Descoings, like all fat women fond of good eating, +was growing heavy; her step on the staircase sounded like the chopping +of logs; she might die at any moment; with her life, four thousand +francs would disappear. What folly to rely on that resource! What should +she do? What would become of them? With her mind made up to become a +sick-nurse rather than be supported by her children, Agathe did not +think of herself. But Philippe? what would he do if reduced to live on +the five hundred francs of an officer of the Legion of honor? During the +past eleven years, Madame Descoings, by giving up three thousand +francs a year, had paid her debt twice over, but she still continued to +sacrifice her grandson's interests to those of the Bridau family. +Though all Agathe's honorable and upright feelings were shocked by this +terrible disaster, she said to herself: "Poor boy! is it his fault? He +is faithful to his oath. I have done wrong not to marry him. If I had +found him a wife, he would not have got entangled with this danseuse. He +has such a vigorous constitution--" + +Madame Descoings had likewise reflected during the night as to the best +way of saving the honor of the family. At daybreak, she got out of bed +and went to her friend's room. + +"Neither you nor Philippe should manage this delicate matter," she +urged. "Our two old friends Du Bruel and Claparon are dead, but we still +have Desroches, who is very sagacious. I'll go and see him this morning. +He can tell the newspaper people that Philippe trusted a friend and has +been made a victim; that his weakness in such respects makes him unfit +to be a cashier; what has now happened may happen again, and that +Philippe prefers to resign. That will prevent his being turned off." + +Agathe, seeing that this business lie would save the honor of her son, +at any rate in the eyes of strangers, kissed Madame Descoings, who went +out early to make an end of the dreadful affair. + +Philippe, meanwhile, had slept the sleep of the just. "She is sly, that +old woman," he remarked, when his mother explained to him why breakfast +was late. + +Old Desroches, the last remaining friend of these two poor women, who, +in spite of his harsh nature, never forgot that Bridau had obtained +for him his place, fulfilled like an accomplished diplomat the delicate +mission Madame Descoings had confided to him. He came to dine that +evening with the family, and notified Agathe that she must go the +next day to the Treasury, rue Vivienne, sign the transfer of the funds +involved, and obtain a coupon for the six hundred francs a year which +still remained to her. The old clerk did not leave the afflicted +household that night without obliging Philippe to sign a petition to +the minister of war, asking for his reinstatement in the active army. +Desroches promised the two women to follow up the petition at the war +office, and to profit by the triumph of a certain duke over Philippe in +the matter of the danseuse, and so obtain that nobleman's influence. + +"Philippe will be lieutenant-colonel in the Duc de Maufrigneuse's +regiment within three months," he declared, "and you will be rid of +him." + +Desroches went away, smothered with blessings from the two poor widows +and Joseph. As to the newspaper, it ceased to exist at the end of two +months, just as Finot had predicted. Philippe's crime had, therefore, +so far as the world knew, no consequences. But Agathe's motherhood had +received a deadly wound. Her belief in her son once shaken, she lived +in perpetual fear, mingled with some satisfactions, as she saw her worst +apprehensions unrealized. + +When men like Philippe, who are endowed with physical courage, and yet +are cowardly and ignoble in their moral being, see matters and things +resuming their accustomed course about them after some catastrophe in +which their honor and decency is well-nigh lost, such family kindness, +or any show of friendliness towards them is a premium of encouragement. +They count on impunity; their minds distorted, their passions gratified, +only prompt them to study how it happened that they succeeded in getting +round all social laws; the result is they become alarmingly adroit. + +A fortnight later, Philippe, once more a man of leisure, lazy and bored, +renewed his fatal cafe life,--his drams, his long games of billiards +embellished with punch, his nightly resort to the gambling-table, +where he risked some trifling stake and won enough to pay for his +dissipations. Apparently very economical, the better to deceive his +mother and Madame Descoings, he wore a hat that was greasy, with the nap +rubbed off at the edges, patched boots, a shabby overcoat, on which +the red ribbon scarcely showed so discolored and dirty was it by long +service at the buttonhole and by the spatterings of coffee and liquors. +His buckskin gloves, of a greenish tinge, lasted him a long while; and +he only gave up his satin neckcloth when it was ragged enough to look +like wadding. Mariette was the sole object of the fellow's love, and her +treachery had greatly hardened his heart. When he happened to win more +than usual, or if he supped with his old comrade, Giroudeau, he followed +some Venus of the slums, with brutal contempt for the whole sex. +Otherwise regular in his habits, he breakfasted and dined at home and +came in every night about one o'clock. Three months of this horrible +life restored Agathe to some degree of confidence. + +As for Joseph, who was working at the splendid picture to which +he afterwards owed his reputation, he lived in his atelier. On the +prediction of her grandson Bixiou, Madame Descoings believed in Joseph's +future glory, and she showed him every sort of motherly kindness; she +took his breakfast to him, she did his errands, she blacked his boots. +The painter was never seen till dinner-time, and his evenings were spent +at the Cenacle among his friends. He read a great deal, and gave himself +that deep and serious education which only comes through the mind +itself, and which all men of talent strive after between the ages of +twenty and thirty. Agathe, seeing very little of Joseph, and feeling +no uneasiness about him, lived only for Philippe, who gave her the +alternations of fears excited and terrors allayed, which seem the life, +as it were, of sentiment, and to be as necessary to maternity as to +love. Desroches, who came once a week to see the widow of his patron +and friend, gave her hopes. The Duc de Maufrigneuse had asked to have +Philippe in his regiment; the minister of war had ordered an inquiry; +and as the name of Bridau did not appear on any police list, nor an any +record at the Palais de Justice, Philippe would be reinstated in the +army early in the coming year. + +To arrive at this result, Desroches set all the powers that he could +influence in motion. At the prefecture of police he learned that +Philippe spent his evenings in the gambling-house; and he thought it +best to tell this fact privately to Madame Descoings, exhorting her keep +an eye on the lieutenant-colonel, for one outbreak would imperil all; as +it was, the minister of war was not likely to inquire whether Philippe +gambled. Once restored to his rank under the flag of his country, he +would perhaps abandon a vice only taken up from idleness. Agathe, who +no longer received her friends in the evening, sat in the chimney-corner +reading her prayers, while Madame Descoings consulted the cards, +interpreted her dreams, and applied the rules of the "cabala" to her +lottery ventures. This jovial fanatic never missed a single drawing; she +still pursued her trey,--which never turned up. It was nearly twenty-one +years old, just approaching its majority; on this ridiculous idea the +old woman now pinned her faith. One of its three numbers had stayed at +the bottom of all the wheels ever since the institution of the lottery. +Accordingly, Madame Descoings laid heavy stakes on that particular +number, as well as on all the combinations of the three numbers. The +last mattress remaining to her bed was the place where she stored her +savings; she unsewed the ticking, put in from time to time the bit of +gold saved from her needs, wrapped carefully in wool, and then sewed the +mattress up again. She intended, at the last drawing, to risk all her +savings on the different combinations of her treasured trey. + +This passion, so universally condemned, has never been fairly studied. +No one has understood this opium of poverty. The lottery, all-powerful +fairy of the poor, bestowed the gift of magic hopes. The turn of the +wheel which opens to the gambler a vista of gold and happiness, lasts +no longer than a flash of lightning, but the lottery gave five days' +existence to that magnificent flash. What social power can to-day, for +the sum of five sous, give us five days' happiness and launch us ideally +into all the joys of civilization? Tobacco, a craving far more immoral +than play, destroys the body, attacks the mind, and stupefies a nation; +while the lottery did nothing of the kind. This passion, moreover, was +forced to keep within limits by the long periods that occurred +between the drawings, and by the choice of wheels which each investor +individually clung to. Madame Descoings never staked on any but the +"wheel of Paris." Full of confidence that the trey cherished for +twenty-one years was about to triumph, she now imposed upon herself +enormous privations, that she might stake a large amount of savings upon +the last drawing of the year. When she dreamed her cabalistic visions +(for all dreams did not correspond with the numbers of the lottery), she +went and told them to Joseph, who was the sole being who would listen, +and not only not scold her, but give her the kindly words with which an +artist knows how to soothe the follies of the mind. All great talents +respect and understand a real passion; they explain it to themselves +by finding the roots of it in their own hearts or minds. Joseph's ideas +was, that his brother loved tobacco and liquors, Maman Descoings loved +her trey, his mother loved God, Desroches the younger loved lawsuits, +Desroches the elder loved angling,--in short, all the world, he said, +loved something. He himself loved the "beau ideal" in all things; he +loved the poetry of Lord Byron, the painting of Gericault, the music of +Rossini, the novels of Walter Scott. "Every one to his taste, maman," he +would say; "but your trey does hang fire terribly." + +"It will turn up, and you will be rich, and my little Bixiou as well." + +"Give it all to your grandson," cried Joseph; "at any rate, do what you +like best with it." + +"Hey! when it turns up I shall have enough for everybody. In the first +place, you shall have a fine atelier; you sha'n't deprive yourself of +going to the opera so as to pay for your models and your colors. Do you +know, my dear boy, you make me play a pretty shabby part in that picture +of yours?" + +By way of economy, Joseph had made the Descoings pose for his +magnificent painting of a young courtesan taken by an old woman to +a Doge of Venice. This picture, one of the masterpieces of modern +painting, was mistaken by Gros himself for a Titian, and it paved the +way for the recognition which the younger artists gave to Joseph's +talent in the Salon of 1823. + +"Those who know you know very well what you are," he answered gayly. +"Why need you trouble yourself about those who don't know you?" + +For the last ten years Madame Descoings had taken on the ripe tints of a +russet apple at Easter. Wrinkles had formed in her superabundant flesh, +now grown pallid and flabby. Her eyes, full of life, were bright with +thoughts that were still young and vivacious, and might be considered +grasping; for there is always something of that spirit in a gambler. +Her fat face bore traces of dissimulation and of the mental reservations +hidden in the depths of her heart. Her vice necessitated secrecy. There +were also indications of gluttony in the motion of her lips. And thus, +although she was, as we have seen, an excellent and upright woman, the +eye might be misled by her appearance. She was an admirable model +for the old woman Joseph wished to paint. Coralie, a young actress of +exquisite beauty who died in the flower of her youth, the mistress of +Lucien de Rubempre, one of Joseph's friends, had given him the idea of +the picture. This noble painting has been called a plagiarism of +other pictures, while in fact it was a splendid arrangement of three +portraits. Michel Chrestien, one of his companions at the Cenacle, lent +his republican head for the senator, to which Joseph added a few mature +tints, just as he exaggerated the expression of Madame Descoings's +features. This fine picture, which was destined to make a great noise +and bring the artist much hatred, jealousy, and admiration, was just +sketched out; but, compelled as he was to work for a living, he laid +it aside to make copies of the old masters for the dealers; thus he +penetrated the secrets of their processes, and his brush is therefore +one of the best trained of the modern school. The shrewd sense of an +artist led him to conceal the profits he was beginning to lay by +from his mother and Madame Descoings, aware that each had her road to +ruin,--the one in Philippe, the other in the lottery. This astuteness is +seldom wanting among painters; busy for days together in the solitude of +their studios, engaged in work which, up to a certain point, leaves the +mind free, they are in some respects like women,--their thoughts turn +about the little events of life, and they contrive to get at their +hidden meaning. + +Joseph had bought one of those magnificent chests or coffers of a past +age, then ignored by fashion, with which he decorated a corner of his +studio, where the light danced upon the bas-reliefs and gave full lustre +to a masterpiece of the sixteenth century artisans. He saw the necessity +for a hiding-place, and in this coffer he had begun to accumulate a +little store of money. With an artist's carelessness, he was in the +habit of putting the sum he allowed for his monthly expenses in a skull, +which stood on one of the compartments of the coffer. Since his brother +had returned to live at home, he found a constant discrepancy between +the amount he spent and the sum in this receptacle. The hundred francs +a month disappeared with incredible celerity. Finding nothing one day, +when he had only spent forty or fifty francs, he remarked for the +first time: "My money must have got wings." The next month he paid more +attention to his accounts; but add as he might, like Robert Macaire, +sixteen and five are twenty-three, he could make nothing of them. When, +for the third time, he found a still more important discrepancy, he +communicated the painful fact to Madame Descoings, who loved him, he +knew, with that maternal, tender, confiding, credulous, enthusiastic +love that he had never had from his own mother, good as she was,--a love +as necessary to the early life of an artist as the care of the hen is +to her unfledged chickens. To her alone could he confide his horrible +suspicions. He was as sure of his friends as he was of himself; and the +Descoings, he knew, would take nothing to put in her lottery. At +the idea which then suggested itself the poor woman wrung her hands. +Philippe alone could have committed this domestic theft. + +"Why didn't he ask me, if he wanted it?" cried Joseph, taking a dab +of color on his palette and stirring it into the other colors without +seeing what he did. "Is it likely I should refuse him?" + +"It is robbing a child!" cried the Descoings, her face expressing the +deepest disgust. + +"No," replied Joseph, "he is my brother; my purse is his: but he ought +to have asked me." + +"Put in a special sum, in silver, this morning, and don't take anything +out," said Madame Descoings. "I shall know who goes into the studio; and +if he is the only one, you will be certain it is he." + +The next day Joseph had proof of his brother's forced loans upon him. +Philippe came to the studio when his brother was out and took the little +sum he wanted. The artist trembled for his savings. + +"I'll catch him at it, the scamp!" he said, laughing, to Madame +Descoings. + +"And you'll do right: we ought to break him of it. I, too, I have missed +little sums out of my purse. Poor boy! he wants tobacco; he's accustomed +to it." + +"Poor boy! poor boy!" cried the artist. "I'm rather of Fulgence and +Bixiou's opinion: Philippe is a dead-weight on us. He runs his head into +riots and has to be shipped to America, and that costs the mother twelve +thousand francs; he can't find anything to do in the forests of the New +World, and so he comes back again, and that costs twelve thousand more. +Under pretence of having carried two words of Napoleon to a general, +he thinks himself a great soldier and makes faces at the Bourbons; +meantime, what does he do? amuse himself, travel about, see foreign +countries! As for me, I'm not duped by his misfortunes; he doesn't look +like a man who fails to get the best of things! Somebody finds him a +good place, and there he is, leading the life of a Sardanapalus with +a ballet-girl, and guzzling the funds of his journal; that costs the +mother another twelve thousand francs! I don't care two straws for +myself, but Philippe will bring that poor woman to beggary. He thinks +I'm of no account because I was never in the dragoons of the Guard; but +perhaps I shall be the one to support that poor dear mother in her old +age, while he, if he goes on as he does, will end I don't know how. +Bixiou often says to me, 'He is a downright rogue, that brother of +yours.' Your grandson is right. Philippe will be up to some mischief +that will compromise the honor of the family, and then we shall have to +scrape up another ten or twelve thousand francs! He gambles every night; +when he comes home, drunk as a templar, he drops on the staircase the +pricked cards on which he marks the turns of the red and black. Old +Desroches is trying to get him back into the army, and, on my word +on honor, I believe he would hate to serve again. Would you ever have +believed that a boy with such heavenly blue eyes and the look of Bayard +could turn out such a scoundrel?" + + + + +CHAPTER V + +In spite of the coolness and discretion with which Philippe played his +trifling game every night, it happened every now and then that he was +what gamblers call "cleaned out." Driven by the irresistible necessity +of having his evening stake of ten francs, he plundered the household, +and laid hands on his brother's money and on all that Madame Descoings +or Agathe left about. Already the poor mother had had a dreadful vision +in her first sleep: Philippe entered the room and took from the pockets +of her gown all the money he could find. Agathe pretended to sleep, but +she passed the rest of the night in tears. She saw the truth only too +clearly. "One wrong act is not a vice," Madame Descoings had declared; +but after so many repetitions, vice was unmistakable. Agathe could doubt +no longer; her best-beloved son had neither delicacy nor honor. + +On the morrow of that frightful vision, before Philippe left the house +after breakfast, she drew him into her chamber and begged him, in a +tone of entreaty, to ask her for what money he needed. After that, the +applications were so numerous that in two weeks Agathe was drained of +all her savings. She was literally without a penny, and began to think +of finding work. The means of earning money had been discussed in the +evenings between herself and Madame Descoings, and she had already taken +patterns of worsted work to fill in, from a shop called the "Pere +de Famille,"--an employment which pays about twenty sous a day. +Notwithstanding Agathe's silence on the subject, Madame Descoings had +guessed the motive of this desire to earn money by women's-work. The +change in her appearance was eloquent: her fresh face had withered, the +skin clung to the temples and the cheek-bones, and the forehead showed +deep lines; her eyes lost their clearness; an inward fire was evidently +consuming her; she wept the greater part of the night. A chief cause +of these outward ravages was the necessity of hiding her anguish, her +sufferings, her apprehensions. She never went to sleep until Philippe +came in; she listened for his step, she had learned the inflections of +his voice, the variations of his walk, the very language of his cane +as it touched the pavement. Nothing escaped her. She knew the degree of +drunkenness he had reached, she trembled as she heard him stumble on the +stairs; one night she picked up some pieces of gold at the spot where he +had fallen. When he had drunk and won, his voice was gruff and his cane +dragged; but when he had lost, his step had something sharp, short and +angry about it; he hummed in a clear voice, and carried his cane in the +air as if presenting arms. At breakfast, if he had won, his behavior was +gay and even affectionate; he joked roughly, but still he joked, with +Madame Descoings, with Joseph, and with his mother; gloomy, on the +contrary, when he had lost, his brusque, rough speech, his hard glance, +and his depression, frightened them. A life of debauch and the abuse of +liquors debased, day by day, a countenance that was once so handsome. +The veins of the face were swollen with blood, the features became +coarse, the eyes lost their lashes and grew hard and dry. No longer +careful of his person, Philippe exhaled the miasmas of a tavern and +the smell of muddy boots, which, to an observer, stamped him with +debauchery. + +"You ought," said Madame Descoings to Philippe during the last days of +December, "you ought to get yourself new-clothed from head to foot." + +"And who is to pay for it?" he answered sharply. "My poor mother hasn't +a sou; and I have five hundred francs a year. It would take my whole +year's pension to pay for the clothes; besides I have mortgaged it for +three years--" + +"What for?" asked Joseph. + +"A debt of honor. Giroudeau borrowed a thousand francs from Florentine +to lend me. I am not gorgeous, that's a fact; but when one thinks that +Napoleon is at Saint Helena, and has sold his plate for the means of +living, his faithful soldiers can manage to walk on their bare feet," he +said, showing his boots without heels, as he marched away. + +"He is not bad," said Agathe, "he has good feelings." + +"You can love the Emperor and yet dress yourself properly," said Joseph. +"If he would take any care of himself and his clothes, he wouldn't look +so like a vagabond." + +"Joseph! you ought to have some indulgence for your brother," cried +Agathe. "You do the things you like, while he is certainly not in his +right place." + +"What did he leave it for?" demanded Joseph. "What can it matter to him +whether Louis the Eighteenth's bugs or Napoleon's cuckoos are on the +flag, if it is the flag of his country? France is France! For my part, +I'd paint for the devil. A soldier ought to fight, if he is a soldier, +for the love of his art. If he had stayed quietly in the army, he would +have been a general by this time." + +"You are unjust to him," said Agathe, "your father, who adored the +Emperor, would have approved of his conduct. However, he has consented +to re-enter the army. God knows the grief it has caused your brother to +do a thing he considers treachery." + +Joseph rose to return to his studio, but his mother took his hand and +said:-- + +"Be good to your brother; he is so unfortunate." + +When the artist got back to his painting-room, followed by Madame +Descoings, who begged him to humor his mother's feelings, and pointed +out to him how changed she was, and what inward suffering the change +revealed, they found Philippe there, to their great amazement. + +"Joseph, my boy," he said, in an off-hand way, "I want some money. +Confound it! I owe thirty francs for cigars at my tobacconist's, and I +dare not pass the cursed shop till I've paid it. I've promised to pay it +a dozen times." + +"Well, I like your present way best," said Joseph; "take what you want +out of the skull." + +"I took all there was last night, after dinner." + +"There was forty-five francs." + +"Yes, that's what I made it," replied Philippe. "I took them; is there +any objection?" + +"No, my friend, no," said Joseph. "If you were rich, I should do the +same by you; only, before taking what I wanted, I should ask you if it +were convenient." + +"It is very humiliating to ask," remarked Philippe; "I would rather see +you taking as I do, without a word; it shows more confidence. In the +army, if a comrade dies, and has a good pair of boots, and you have a +bad pair, you change, that's all." + +"Yes, but you don't take them while he is living." + +"Oh, what meanness!" said Philippe, shrugging his shoulders. "Well, so +you haven't got any money?" + +"No," said Joseph, who was determined not to show his hiding-place. + +"In a few days we shall be rich," said Madame Descoings. + +"Yes, you; you think your trey is going to turn up on the 25th at the +Paris drawing. You must have put in a fine stake if you think you can +make us all rich." + +"A paid-up trey of two hundred francs will give three millions, without +counting the couplets and the singles." + +"At fifteen thousand times the stake--yes, you are right; it is just two +hundred you must pay up!" cried Philippe. + +Madame Descoings bit her lips; she knew she had spoken imprudently. In +fact, Philippe was asking himself as he went downstairs:-- + +"That old witch! where does she keep her money? It is as good as lost; +I can make a better use of it. With four pools at fifty francs each, I +could win two hundred thousand francs, and that's much surer than the +turning up of a trey." + +He tried to think where the old woman was likely to have hid the money. +On the days preceding festivals, Agathe went to church and stayed there +a long time; no doubt she confessed and prepared for the communion. It +was now the day before Christmas; Madame Descoings would certainly go +out to buy some dainties for the "reveillon," the midnight meal; and +she might also take occasion to pay up her stake. The lottery was drawn +every five days in different localities, at Bordeaux, Lyons, Lille, +Strasburg, and Paris. The Paris lottery was drawn on the twenty-fifth +of each month, and the lists closed on the twenty-fourth, at midnight. +Philippe studied all these points and set himself to watch. He came +home at midday; the Descoings had gone out, and had taken the key of the +_appartement_. But that was no difficulty. Philippe pretended to have +forgotten something, and asked the concierge to go herself and get a +locksmith, who lived close by, and who came at once and opened the door. +The villain's first thought was the bed; he uncovered it, passed his +hands over the mattress before he examined the bedstead, and at the +lower end felt the pieces wrapped up in paper. He at once ripped the +ticking, picked out twenty napoleons, and then, without taking time +to sew up the mattress, re-made the bed neatly enough, so that Madame +Descoings could suspect nothing. + +The gambler stole off with a light foot, resolving to play at three +different times, three hours apart, and each time for only ten minutes. +Thorough-going players, ever since 1786, the time at which public +gaming-houses were established,--the true players whom the government +dreaded, and who ate up, to use a gambling term, the money of the +bank,--never played in any other way. But before attaining this measure +of experience they lost fortunes. The whole science of gambling-houses +and their gains rests upon three things: the impassibility of the bank; +the even results called "drawn games," when half the money goes to +the bank; and the notorious bad faith authorized by the government, +in refusing to hold or pay the player's stakes except optionally. In +a word, the gambling-house, which refuses the game of a rich and cool +player, devours the fortune of the foolish and obstinate one, who is +carried away by the rapid movement of the machinery of the game. The +croupiers at "trente et quarante" move nearly as fast as the ball. + +Philippe had ended by acquiring the sang-froid of a commanding general, +which enables him to keep his eye clear and his mind prompt in the midst +of tumult. He had reached that statesmanship of gambling which in Paris, +let us say in passing, is the livelihood of thousands who are strong +enough to look every night into an abyss without getting a vertigo. With +his four hundred francs, Philippe resolved to make his fortune that day. +He put aside, in his boots, two hundred francs, and kept the other two +hundred in his pocket. At three o'clock he went to the gambling-house +(which is now turned into the theatre of the Palais-Royal), where the +bank accepted the largest sums. He came out half an hour later with +seven thousand francs in his pocket. Then he went to see Florentine, +paid the five hundred francs which he owed to her, and proposed a supper +at the Rocher de Cancale after the theatre. Returning to his game, along +the rue de Sentier, he stopped at Giroudeau's newspaper-office to notify +him of the gala. By six o'clock Philippe had won twenty-five thousand +francs, and stopped playing at the end of ten minutes as he had promised +himself to do. That night, by ten o'clock, he had won seventy-five +thousand francs. After the supper, which was magnificent, Philippe, by +that time drunk and confident, went back to his play at midnight. In +defiance of the rule he had imposed upon himself, he played for an +hour and doubled his fortune. The bankers, from whom, by his system of +playing, he had extracted one hundred and fifty thousand francs, looked +at him with curiosity. + +"Will he go away now, or will he stay?" they said to each other by a +glance. "If he stays he is lost." + +Philippe thought he had struck a vein of luck, and stayed. Towards three +in the morning, the hundred and fifty thousand francs had gone back to +the bank. The colonel, who had imbibed a considerable quantity of grog +while playing, left the place in a drunken state, which the cold of the +outer air only increased. A waiter from the gambling-house followed him, +picked him up, and took him to one of those horrible houses at the door +of which, on a hanging lamp, are the words: "Lodgings for the night." +The waiter paid for the ruined gambler, who was put to bed, where he +remained till Christmas night. The managers of gambling-houses have some +consideration for their customers, especially for high players. Philippe +awoke about seven o'clock in the evening, his mouth parched, his face +swollen, and he himself in the grip of a nervous fever. The strength +of his constitution enabled him to get home on foot, where meanwhile +he had, without willing it, brought mourning, desolation, poverty, and +death. + +The evening before, when dinner was ready, Madame Descoings and Agathe +expected Philippe. They waited dinner till seven o'clock. Agathe always +went to bed at ten; but as, on this occasion, she wished to be present +at the midnight mass, she went to lie down as soon as dinner was over. +Madame Descoings and Joseph remained alone by the fire in the little +salon, which served for all, and the old woman asked the painter to add +up the amount of her great stake, her monstrous stake, on the famous +trey, which she was to pay that evening at the Lottery office. She +wished to put in for the doubles and singles as well, so as to seize all +chances. After feasting on the poetry of her hopes, and pouring the two +horns of plenty at the feet of her adopted son, and relating to him her +dreams which demonstrated the certainty of success, she felt no other +uneasiness than the difficulty of bearing such joy, and waiting from +mid-night until ten o'clock of the morrow, when the winning numbers were +declared. Joseph, who saw nothing of the four hundred francs necessary +to pay up the stakes, asked about them. The old woman smiled, and led +him into the former salon, which was now her bed-chamber. + +"You shall see," she said. + +Madame Descoings hastily unmade the bed, and searched for her scissors +to rip the mattress; she put on her spectacles, looked at the ticking, +saw the hole, and let fall the mattress. Hearing a sigh from the depths +of the old woman's breast, as though she were strangled by a rush of +blood to the heart, Joseph instinctively held out his arms to catch the +poor creature, and placed her fainting in a chair, calling to his mother +to come to them. Agathe rose, slipped on her dressing-gown, +and ran in. By the light of a candle, she applied the ordinary +remedies,--eau-de-cologne to the temples, cold water to the forehead, a +burnt feather under the nose,--and presently her aunt revived. + +"They were there is morning; HE has taken them, the monster!" she said. + +"Taken what?" asked Joseph. + +"I had twenty louis in my mattress; my savings for two years; no one but +Philippe could have taken them." + +"But when?" cried the poor mother, overwhelmed, "he has not been in +since breakfast." + +"I wish I might be mistaken," said the old woman. "But this morning +in Joseph's studio, when I spoke before Philippe of my stakes, I had a +presentiment. I did wrong not to go down and take my little all and pay +for my stakes at once. I meant to, and I don't know what prevented me. +Oh, yes!--my God! I went out to buy him some cigars." + +"But," said Joseph, "you left the door locked. Besides, it is so +infamous. I can't believe it. Philippe couldn't have watched you, cut +open the mattress, done it deliberately,--no, no!" + +"I felt them this morning, when I made my bed after breakfast," repeated +Madame Descoings. + +Agathe, horrified, went down stairs and asked if Philippe had come in +during the day. The concierge related the tale of his return and the +locksmith. The mother, heart-stricken, went back a changed woman. White +as the linen of her chemise, she walked as we might fancy a spectre +walks, slowly, noiselessly, moved by some superhuman power, and yet +mechanically. She held a candle in her hand, whose light fell full upon +her face and showed her eyes, fixed with horror. Unconsciously, her +hands by a desperate movement had dishevelled the hair about her brow; +and this made her so beautiful with anguish that Joseph stood rooted +in awe at the apparition of that remorse, the vision of that statue of +terror and despair. + +"My aunt," she said, "take my silver forks and spoons. I have enough +to make up the sum; I took your money for Philippe's sake; I thought I +could put it back before you missed it. Oh! I have suffered much." + +She sat down. Her dry, fixed eyes wandered a little. + +"It was he who did it," whispered the old woman to Joseph. + +"No, no," cried Agathe; "take my silver plate, sell it; it is useless to +me; we can eat with yours." + +She went to her room, took the box which contained the plate, felt its +light weight, opened it, and saw a pawnbroker's ticket. The poor mother +uttered a dreadful cry. Joseph and the Descoings ran to her, saw the +empty box, and her noble falsehood was of no avail. All three were +silent, and avoided looking at each other; but the next moment, by an +almost frantic gesture, Agathe laid her finger on her lips as if to +entreat a secrecy no one desired to break. They returned to the salon, +and sat beside the fire. + +"Ah! my children," cried Madame Descoings, "I am stabbed to the heart: +my trey will turn up, I am certain of it. I am not thinking of myself, +but of you two. Philippe is a monster," she continued, addressing her +niece; "he does not love you after all that you have done for him. If +you do not protect yourself against him he will bring you to beggary. +Promise me to sell out your Funds and buy a life-annuity. Joseph has a +good profession and he can live. If you will do this, dear Agathe, you +will never be an expense to Joseph. Monsieur Desroches has just started +his son as a notary; he would take your twelve thousand francs and pay +you an annuity." + +Joseph seized his mother's candlestick, rushed up to his studio, and +came down with three hundred francs. + +"Here, Madame Descoings!" he cried, giving her his little store, "it +is no business of ours what you do with your money; we owe you what you +have lost, and here it is, almost in full." + +"Take your poor little all?--the fruit of those privations that have +made me so unhappy! are you mad, Joseph?" cried the old woman, visibly +torn between her dogged faith in the coming trey, and the sacrilege of +accepting such a sacrifice. + +"Oh! take it if you like," said Agathe, who was moved to tears by this +action of her true son. + +Madame Descoings took Joseph by the head, and kissed him on the +forehead:-- + +"My child," she said, "don't tempt me. I might only lose it. The +lottery, you see, is all folly." + +No more heroic words were ever uttered in the hidden dramas of domestic +life. It was, indeed, affection triumphant over inveterate vice. At this +instant, the clocks struck midnight. + +"It is too late now," said Madame Descoings. + +"Oh!" cried Joseph, "here are your cabalistic numbers." + +The artist sprang at the paper, and rushed headlong down the staircase +to pay the stakes. When he was no longer present, Agathe and Madame +Descoings burst into tears. + +"He has gone, the dear love," cried the old gambler; "but it shall all +be his; he pays his own money." + +Unhappily, Joseph did not know the way to any of the lottery-offices, +which in those days were as well known to most people as the cigarshops +to a smoker in ours. The painter ran along, reading the street +names upon the lamps. When he asked the passers-by to show him a +lottery-office, he was told they were all closed, except the one under +the portico of the Palais-Royal which was sometimes kept open a little +later. He flew to the Palais-Royal: the office was shut. + +"Two minutes earlier, and you might have paid your stake," said one +of the vendors of tickets, whose beat was under the portico, where he +vociferated this singular cry: "Twelve hundred francs for forty sous," +and offered tickets all paid up. + +By the glimmer of the street lamp and the lights of the cafe de la +Rotonde, Joseph examined these tickets to see if, by chance, any of them +bore the Descoings's numbers. He found none, and returned home grieved +at having done his best in vain for the old woman, to whom he related +his ill-luck. Agathe and her aunt went together to the midnight mass at +Saint-Germain-des-Pres. Joseph went to bed. The collation did not take +place. Madame Descoings had lost her head; and in Agathe's heart was +eternal mourning. + +The two rose late on Christmas morning. Ten o'clock had struck before +Madame Descoings began to bestir herself about the breakfast, which +was only ready at half-past eleven. At that hour, the oblong frames +containing the winning numbers are hung over the doors of the +lottery-offices. If Madame Descoings had paid her stake and held her +ticket, she would have gone by half-past nine o'clock to learn her +fate at a building close to the ministry of Finance, in the rue +Neuve-des-Petits Champs, a situation now occupied by the Theatre +Ventadour in the place of the same name. On the days when the drawings +took place, an observer might watch with curiosity the crowd of old +women, cooks, and old men assembled about the door of this building; a +sight as remarkable as the cue of people about the Treasury on the days +when the dividends are paid. + +"Well, here you are, rolling in wealth!" said old Desroches, coming into +the room just as the Descoings was swallowing her last drop of coffee. + +"What do you mean?" cried poor Agathe. + +"Her trey has turned up," he said, producing the list of numbers written +on a bit of paper, such as the officials of the lottery put by hundreds +into little wooden bowls on their counters. + +Joseph read the list. Agathe read the list. The Descoings read nothing; +she was struck down as by a thunderbolt. At the change in her face, +at the cry she gave, old Desroches and Joseph carried her to her bed. +Agathe went for a doctor. The poor woman was seized with apoplexy, and +she only recovered consciousness at four in the afternoon; old Haudry, +her doctor, then said that, in spite of this improvement, she ought to +settle her worldly affairs and think of her salvation. She herself only +uttered two words:-- + +"Three millions!" + +Old Desroches, informed by Joseph, with due reservations, of the state +of things, related many instances where lottery-players had seen a +fortune escape them on the very day when, by some fatality, they had +forgotten to pay their stakes; but he thoroughly understood that such a +blow might be fatal when it came after twenty years' perseverance. About +five o'clock, as a deep silence reigned in the little _appartement_, and +the sick woman, watched by Joseph and his mother, the one sitting at +the foot, the other at the head of her bed, was expecting her grandson +Bixiou, whom Desroches had gone to fetch, the sound of Philippe's step +and cane resounded on the staircase. + +"There he is! there he is!" cried the Descoings, sitting up in bed and +suddenly able to use her paralyzed tongue. + +Agathe and Joseph were deeply impressed by this powerful effect of the +horror which violently agitated the old woman. Their painful suspense +was soon ended by the sight of Philippe's convulsed and purple face, his +staggering walk, and the horrible state of his eyes, which were deeply +sunken, dull, and yet haggard; he had a strong chill upon him, and his +teeth chattered. + +"Starvation in Prussia!" he cried, looking about him. "Nothing to eat +or drink?--and my throat on fire! Well, what's the matter? The devil is +always meddling in our affairs. There's my old Descoings in bed, looking +at me with her eyes as big as saucers." + +"Be silent, monsieur!" said Agathe, rising. "At least, respect the +sorrows you have caused." + +"_Monsieur_, indeed!" he cried, looking at his mother. "My dear little +mother, that won't do. Have you ceased to love your son?" + +"Are you worthy of love? Have you forgotten what you did yesterday? +Go and find yourself another home; you cannot live with us any +longer,--that is, after to-morrow," she added; "for in the state you are +in now it is difficult--" + +"To turn me out,--is that it?" he interrupted. "Ha! are you going to +play the melodrama of 'The Banished Son'? Well done! is that how you +take things? You are all a pretty set! What harm have I done? I've +cleaned out the old woman's mattress. What the devil is the good of +money kept in wool? Do you call that a crime? Didn't she take twenty +thousand francs from you? We are her creditors, and I've paid myself as +much as I could get,--that's all." + +"My God! my God!" cried the dying woman, clasping her hands and praying. + +"Be silent!" exclaimed Joseph, springing at his brother and putting his +hand before his mouth. + +"To the right about, march! brat of a painter!" retorted Philippe, +laying his strong hand on Joseph's head, and twirling him round, as he +flung him on a sofa. "Don't dare to touch the moustache of a commander +of a squadron of the dragoons of the Guard!" + +"She has paid me back all that she owed me," cried Agathe, rising and +turning an angry face to her son; "and besides, that is my affair. You +have killed her. Go away, my son," she added, with a gesture that took +all her remaining strength, "and never let me see you again. You are a +monster." + +"I kill her?" + +"Her trey has turned up," cried Joseph, "and you stole the money for her +stake." + +"Well, if she is dying of a lost trey, it isn't I who have killed her," +said the drunkard. + +"Go, go!" said Agathe. "You fill me with horror; you have every vice. My +God! is this my son?" + +A hollow rattle sounded in Madame Descoings's throat, increasing +Agathe's anger. + +"I love you still, my mother,--you who are the cause of all my +misfortunes," said Philippe. "You turn me out of doors on Christmas-day. +What did you do to grandpa Rouget, to your father, that he should drive +you away and disinherit you? If you had not displeased him, we should +all be rich now, and I should not be reduced to misery. What did you do +to your father,--you who are a good woman? You see by your own self, I +may be a good fellow and yet be turned out of house and home,--I, the +glory of the family--" + +"The disgrace of it!" cried the Descoings. + +"You shall leave this room, or you shall kill me!" cried Joseph, +springing on his brother with the fury of a lion. + +"My God! my God!" cried Agathe, trying to separate the brothers. + +At this moment Bixiou and Haudry the doctor entered. Joseph had just +knocked his brother over and stretched him on the ground. + +"He is a regular wild beast," he cried. "Don't speak another word, or +I'll--" + +"I'll pay you for this!" roared Philippe. + +"A family explanation," remarked Bixiou. + +"Lift him up," said the doctor, looking at him. "He is as ill as Madame +Descoings; undress him and put him to bed; get off his boots." + +"That's easy to say," cried Bixiou, "but they must be cut off; his legs +are swollen." + +Agathe took a pair of scissors. When she had cut down the boots, which +in those days were worn outside the clinging trousers, ten pieces of +gold rolled on the floor. + +"There it is,--her money," murmured Philippe. "Cursed fool that I was, I +forgot it. I too have missed a fortune." + +He was seized with a horrible delirium of fever, and began to rave. +Joseph, assisted by old Desroches, who had come back, and by Bixiou, +carried him to his room. Doctor Haudry was obliged to write a line +to the Hopital de la Charite and borrow a strait-waistcoat; for the +delirium ran so high as to make him fear that Philippe might kill +himself,--he was raving. At nine o'clock calm was restored. The Abbe +Loraux and Desroches endeavored to comfort Agathe, who never ceased +to weep at her aunt's bedside. She listened to them in silence, and +obstinately shook her head; Joseph and the Descoings alone knew the +extent and depth of her inward wound. + +"He will learn to do better, mother," said Joseph, when Desroches and +Bixiou had left. + +"Oh!" cried the widow, "Philippe is right,--my father cursed me: I have +no right to--Here, here is your money," she said to Madame Descoings, +adding Joseph's three hundred francs to the two hundred found on +Philippe. "Go and see if your brother does not need something," she said +to Joseph. + +"Will you keep a promise made to a dying woman?" asked Madame Descoings, +who felt that her mind was failing her. + +"Yes, aunt." + +"Then swear to me to give your property to young Desroches for a life +annuity. My income ceases at my death; and from what you have just said, +I know you will let that wretch wring the last farthing out of you." + +"I swear it, aunt." + +The old woman died on the 31st of December, five days after the terrible +blow which old Desroches had so innocently given her. The five hundred +francs--the only money in the household--were barely enough to pay for +her funeral. She left a small amount of silver and some furniture, the +value of which Madame Bixiou paid over to her grandson Bixiou. Reduced +to eight hundred francs' annuity paid to her by young Desroches, who +had bought a business without clients, and himself took the capital of +twelve thousand francs, Agathe gave up her _appartement_ on the third +floor, and sold all her superfluous furniture. When, at the end of a +month, Philippe seemed to be convalescent, his mother coldly explained +to him that the costs of his illness had taken all her ready money, that +she should be obliged in future to work for her living, and she urged +him, with the utmost kindness, to re-enter the army and support himself. + +"You might have spared me that sermon," said Philippe, looking at his +mother with an eye that was cold from utter indifference. "I have seen +all along that neither you nor my brother love me. I am alone in the +world; I like it best!" + +"Make yourself worthy of our affection," answered the poor mother, +struck to the very heart, "and we will give it back to you--" + +"Nonsense!" he cried, interrupting her. + +He took his old hat, rubbed white at the edges, stuck it over one ear, +and went downstairs, whistling. + +"Philippe! where are you going without any money?" cried his mother, who +could not repress her tears. "Here, take this--" + +She held out to him a hundred francs in gold, wrapped up in paper. +Philippe came up the stairs he had just descended, and took the money. + +"Well; won't you kiss me?" she said, bursting into tears. + +He pressed his mother in his arms, but without the warmth of feeling +which was all that could give value to the embrace. + +"Where shall you go?" asked Agathe. + +"To Florentine, Girodeau's mistress. Ah! they are real friends!" he +answered brutally. + +He went away. Agathe turned back with trembling limbs, and failing +eyes, and aching heart. She fell upon her knees, prayed God to take +her unnatural child into His own keeping, and abdicated her woeful +motherhood. + + + + +CHAPTER VI + +By February, 1822, Madame Bridau had settled into the attic room +recently occupied by Philippe, which was over the kitchen of her former +_appartement_. The painter's studio and bedroom was opposite, on the +other side of the staircase. When Joseph saw his mother thus reduced, +he was determined to make her as comfortable as possible. After his +brother's departure he assisted in the re-arrangement of the garret +room, to which he gave an artist's touch. He added a rug; the bed, +simple in character but exquisite in taste, had something monastic about +it; the walls, hung with a cheap glazed cotton selected with taste, of +a color which harmonized with the furniture and was newly covered, gave +the room an air of elegance and nicety. In the hallway he added a double +door, with a "portiere" to the inner one. The window was shaded by a +blind which gave soft tones to the light. If the poor mother's life was +reduced to the plainest circumstances that the life of any woman could +have in Paris, Agathe was at least better off than all others in a like +case, thanks to her son. + +To save his mother from the cruel cares of such reduced housekeeping, +Joseph took her every day to dine at a table-d'hote in the rue de +Beaune, frequented by well-bred women, deputies, and titled people, +where each person's dinner cost ninety francs a month. Having nothing +but the breakfast to provide, Agathe took up for her son the old habits +she had formerly had with the father. But in spite of Joseph's pious +lies, she discovered the fact that her dinner was costing him nearly +a hundred francs a month. Alarmed at such enormous expense, and not +imaging that her son could earn much money by painting naked women, she +obtained, thanks to her confessor, the Abbe Loraux, a place worth seven +hundred francs a year in a lottery-office belonging to the Comtesse +de Bauvan, the widow of a Chouan leader. The lottery-offices of the +government, the lot, as one might say, of privileged widows, ordinarily +sufficed for the support of the family of each person who managed them. +But after the Restoration the difficulty of rewarding, within the limits +of constitutional government, all the services rendered to the cause, +led to the custom of giving to reduced women of title not only one but +two lottery-offices, worth, usually, from six to ten thousand a year. In +such cases, the widow of a general or nobleman thus "protected" did not +keep the lottery-office herself; she employed a paid manager. When these +managers were young men they were obliged to employ an assistant; +for, according to law, the offices had to be kept open till midnight; +moreover, the reports required by the minister of finance involved +considerable writing. The Comtesse de Bauvan, to whom the Abbe Loraux +explained the circumstances of the widow Bridau, promised, in case +her manager should leave, to give the place to Agathe; meantime she +stipulated that the widow should be taken as assistant, and receive a +salary of six hundred francs. Poor Agathe, who was obliged to be at the +office by ten in the morning, had scarcely time to get her dinner. +She returned to her work at seven in the evening, remaining there till +midnight. Joseph never, for two years, failed to fetch his mother at +night, and bring her back to the rue Mazarin; and often he went to take +her to dinner; his friends frequently saw him leave the opera or some +brilliant salon to be punctually at midnight at the office in the rue +Vivienne. + +Agathe soon acquired the monotonous regularity of life which becomes +a stay and a support to those who have endured the shock of violent +sorrows. In the morning, after doing up her room, in which there were no +longer cats and little birds, she prepared the breakfast at her own fire +and carried it into the studio, where she ate it with her son. She then +arranged Joseph's bedroom, put out the fire in her own chamber, and +brought her sewing to the studio, where she sat by the little iron +stove, leaving the room if a comrade or a model entered it. Though she +understood nothing whatever of art, the silence of the studio suited +her. In the matter of art she made not the slightest progress; she +attempted no hypocrisy; she was utterly amazed at the importance they +all attached to color, composition, drawing. When the Cenacle friends +or some brother-painter, like Schinner, Pierre Grassou, Leon de Lora,--a +very youthful "rapin" who was called at that time Mistigris,--discussed +a picture, she would come back afterwards, examine it attentively, and +discover nothing to justify their fine words and their hot disputes. She +made her son's shirts, she mended his stockings, she even cleaned his +palette, supplied him with rags to wipe his brushes, and kept things in +order in the studio. Seeing how much thought his mother gave to these +little details, Joseph heaped attentions upon her in return. If mother +and son had no sympathies in the matter of art, they were at least bound +together by signs of tenderness. The mother had a purpose. One morning +as she was petting Joseph while he was sketching a large picture +(finished in after years and never understood), she said, as it were, +casually and aloud,-- + +"My God! what is he doing?" + +"Doing? who?" + +"Philippe." + +"Oh, ah! he's sowing his wild oats; that fellow will make something of +himself by and by." + +"But he has gone through the lesson of poverty; perhaps it was poverty +which changed him to what he is. If he were prosperous he would be +good--" + +"You think, my dear mother, that he suffered during that journey of his. +You are mistaken; he kept carnival in New York just as he does here--" + +"But if he is suffering at this moment, near to us, would it not be +horrible?" + +"Yes," replied Joseph. "For my part, I will gladly give him some money; +but I don't want to see him; he killed our poor Descoings." + +"So," resumed Agathe, "you would not be willing to paint his portrait?" + +"For you, dear mother, I'd suffer martyrdom. I can make myself remember +nothing except that he is my brother." + +"His portrait as a captain of dragoons on horseback?" + +"Yes, I've a copy of a fine horse by Gros and I haven't any use for it." + +"Well, then, go and see that friend of his and find out what has become +of him." + +"I'll go!" + +Agathe rose; her scissors and work fell at her feet; she went and kissed +Joseph's head, and dropped two tears on his hair. + +"He is your passion, that fellow," said the painter. "We all have our +hopeless passions." + +That afternoon, about four o'clock, Joseph went to the rue du Sentier +and found his brother, who had taken Giroudeau's place. The old dragoon +had been promoted to be cashier of a weekly journal established by his +nephew. Although Finot was still proprietor of the other newspaper, +which he had divided into shares, holding all the shares himself, the +proprietor and editor "de visu" was one of his friends, named Lousteau, +the son of that very sub-delegate of Issoudun on whom the Bridaus' +grandfather, Doctor Rouget, had vowed vengeance; consequently he was the +nephew of Madame Hochon. To make himself agreeable to his uncle, Finot +gave Philippe the place Giroudeau was quitting; cutting off, however, +half the salary. Moreover, daily, at five o'clock, Giroudeau audited the +accounts and carried away the receipts. Coloquinte, the old veteran, +who was the office boy and did errands, also kept an eye on the slippery +Philippe; who was, however, behaving properly. A salary of six hundred +francs, and the five hundred of his cross sufficed him to live, all the +more because, living in a warm office all day and at the theatre on a +free pass every evening, he had only to provide himself with food and a +place to sleep in. Coloquinte was departing with the stamped papers on +his head, and Philippe was brushing his false sleeves of green linen, +when Joseph entered. + +"Bless me, here's the cub!" cried Philippe. "Well, we'll go and dine +together. You shall go to the opera; Florine and Florentine have got +a box. I'm going with Giroudeau; you shall be of the party, and I'll +introduce you to Nathan." + +He took his leaded cane, and moistened a cigar. + +"I can't accept your invitation; I am to take our mother to dine at a +table d'hote." + +"Ah! how is she, the poor, dear woman?" + +"She is pretty well," answered the painter, "I have just repainted our +father's portrait, and aunt Descoings's. I have also painted my own, and +I should like to give our mother yours, in the uniform of the dragoons +of the Imperial Guard." + +"Very good." + +"You will have to come and sit." + +"I'm obliged to be in this hen-coop from nine o'clock till five." + +"Two Sundays will be enough." + +"So be it, little man," said Napoleon's staff officer, lighting his +cigar at the porter's lamp. + +When Joseph related Philippe's position to his mother, on their way to +dinner in the rue de Beaune, he felt her arm tremble in his, and joy +lighted up her worn face; the poor soul breathed like one relieved of +a heavy weight. The next day, inspired by joy and gratitude, she paid +Joseph a number of little attentions; she decorated his studio with +flowers, and bought him two stands of plants. On the first Sunday when +Philippe was to sit, Agathe arranged a charming breakfast in the studio. +She laid it all out on the table; not forgetting a flask of brandy, +which, however, was only half full. She herself stayed behind a screen, +in which she made a little hole. The ex-dragoon sent his uniform the +night before, and she had not refrained from kissing it. When Philippe +was placed, in full dress, on one of those straw horses, all saddled, +which Joseph had hired for the occasion, Agathe, fearing to betray her +presence, mingled the soft sound of her tears with the conversation +of the two brothers. Philippe posed for two hours before and two hours +after breakfast. At three o'clock in the afternoon, he put on his +ordinary clothes and, as he lighted a cigar, he proposed to his brother +to go and dine together in the Palais-Royal, jingling gold in his pocket +as he spoke. + +"No," said Joseph, "it frightens me to see gold about you." + +"Ah! you'll always have a bad opinion of me in this house," cried the +colonel in a thundering voice. "Can't I save my money, too?" + +"Yes, yes!" cried Agathe, coming out of her hiding-place, and kissing +her son. "Let us go and dine with him, Joseph!" + +Joseph dared not scold his mother. He went and dressed himself; and +Philippe took them to the Rocher de Cancale, where he gave them a +splendid dinner, the bill for which amounted to a hundred francs. + +"The devil!" muttered Joseph uneasily; "with an income of eleven hundred +francs you manage, like Ponchard in the 'Dame Blance,' to save enough to +buy estates." + +"Bah, I'm on a run of luck," answered the dragoon, who had drunk +enormously. + +Hearing this speech just as they were on the steps of the cafe, and +before they got into the carriage to go to the theatre,--for Philippe +was to take his mother to the Cirque-Olympique (the only theatre her +confessor allowed her to visit),--Joseph pinched his mother's arm. +She at once pretended to feel unwell, and refused to go the theatre; +Philippe accordingly took them back to the rue Mazarin, where, as soon +as she was alone with Joseph in her garret, Agathe fell into a gloomy +silence. + +The following Sunday Philippe came again. This time his mother was +visibly present at the sitting. She served the breakfast, and put +several questions to the dragoon. She then learned that the nephew of +old Madame Hochon, the friend of her mother, played a considerable part +in literature. Philippe and his friend Giroudeau lived among a circle of +journalists, actresses, and booksellers, where they were regarded in the +light of cashiers. Philippe, who had been drinking kirsch before posing, +was loquacious. He boasted that he was about to become a great man. But +when Joseph asked a question as to his pecuniary resources he was dumb. +It so happened that there was no newspaper on the following day, it +being a fete, and to finish the picture Philippe proposed to sit again +on the morrow. Joseph told him that the Salon was close at hand, and as +he did not have the money to buy two frames for the pictures he wished +to exhibit, he was forced to procure it by finishing a copy of a Rubens +which had been ordered by Elie Magus, the picture-dealer. The original +belonged to a wealthy Swiss banker, who had only lent it for ten days, +and the next day was the last; the sitting must therefore be put off +till the following Sunday. + +"Is that it?" asked Philippe, pointing to a picture by Rubens on an +easel. + +"Yes," replied Joseph; "it is worth twenty thousand francs. That's what +genius can do. It will take me all to-morrow to get the tones of the +original and make the copy look so old it can't be distinguished from +it." + +"Adieu, mother," said Philippe, kissing Agathe. "Next Sunday, then." + +The next day Elie Magus was to come for his copy. Joseph's friend, +Pierre Grassou, who was working for the same dealer, wanted to see it +when finished. To play him a trick, Joseph, when he heard his knock, put +the copy, which was varnished with a special glaze of his own, in place +of the original, and put the original on his easel. Pierre Grassou was +completely taken in; and then amazed and delighted at Joseph's success. + +"Do you think it will deceive old Magus?" he said to Joseph. + +"We shall see," answered the latter. + +The dealer did not come as he had promised. It was getting late; Agathe +dined that day with Madame Desroches, who had lately lost her husband, +and Joseph proposed to Pierre Grassou to dine at his table d'hote. As he +went out he left the key of his studio with the concierge. + +An hour later Philippe appeared and said to the concierge,-- + +"I am to sit this evening; Joseph will be in soon, and I will wait for +him in the studio." + +The woman gave him the key; Philippe went upstairs, took the copy, +thinking it was the original, and went down again; returned the key +to the concierge with the excuse that he had forgotten something, and +hurried off to sell his Rubens for three thousand francs. He had taken +the precaution to convey a message from his brother to Elie Magus, +asking him not to call till the following day. + +That evening when Joseph returned, bringing his mother from Madame +Desroches's, the concierge told him of Philippe's freak,--how he had +called intending to wait, and gone away again immediately. + +"I am ruined--unless he has had the delicacy to take the copy," cried +the painter, instantly suspecting the theft. He ran rapidly up the three +flights and rushed into his studio. "God be praised!" he ejaculated. "He +is, what he always has been, a vile scoundrel." + +Agathe, who had followed Joseph, did not understand what he was saying; +but when her son explained what had happened, she stood still, with the +tears in her eyes. + +"Have I but one son?" she said in a broken voice. + +"We have never yet degraded him to the eyes of strangers," said Joseph; +"but we must now warn the concierge. In future we shall have to keep the +keys ourselves. I'll finish his blackguard face from memory; there's not +much to do to it." + +"Leave it as it is; it will pain me too much ever to look at it," +answered the mother, heart-stricken and stupefied at such wickedness. + +Philippe had been told how the money for this copy was to be expended; +moreover he knew the abyss into which he would plunge his brother +through the loss of the Rubens; but nothing restrained him. After this +last crime Agathe never mentioned him; her face acquired an expression +of cold and concentrated and bitter despair; one thought took possession +of her mind. + +"Some day," she said to herself, "we shall hear of a Bridau in the +police courts." + +Two months later, as Agathe was about to start for her office, an +old officer, who announced himself as a friend of Philippe on urgent +business, called on Madame Bridau, who happened to be in Joseph's +studio. + +When Giroudeau gave his name, mother and son trembled, and none the less +because the ex-dragoon had the face of a tough old sailor of the worst +type. His fishy gray eyes, his piebald moustache, the remains of his +shaggy hair fringing a skull that was the color of fresh butter, +all gave an indescribably debauched and libidinous expression to his +appearance. He wore an old iron-gray overcoat decorated with the red +ribbon of an officer of the Legion of honor, which met with difficulty +over a gastronomic stomach in keeping with a mouth that stretched from +ear to ear, and a pair of powerful shoulders. The torso was supported +by a spindling pair of legs, while the rubicund tints on the cheek-bones +bore testimony to a rollicking life. The lower part of the cheeks, which +were deeply wrinkled, overhung a coat-collar of velvet the worse for +wear. Among other adornments, the ex-dragoon wore enormous gold rings in +his ears. + +"What a 'noceur'!" thought Joseph, using a popular expression, meaning a +"loose fish," which had lately passed into the ateliers. + +"Madame," said Finot's uncle and cashier, "your son is in so unfortunate +a position that his friends find it absolutely necessary to ask you to +share the somewhat heavy expense which he is to them. He can no +longer do his work at the office; and Mademoiselle Florentine, of the +Porte-Saint-Martin, has taken him to lodge with her, in a miserable +attic in the rue de Vendome. Philippe is dying; and if you and his +brother are not able to pay for the doctor and medicines, we shall be +obliged, for the sake of curing him, to have him taken to the hospital +of the Capuchins. For three hundred francs we would keep him where he +is. But he must have a nurse; for at night, when Mademoiselle Florentine +is at the theatre, he persists in going out, and takes things that are +irritating and injurious to his malady and its treatment. As we are fond +of him, this makes us really very unhappy. The poor fellow has pledged +the pension of his cross for the next three years; he is temporarily +displaced from his office, and he has literally nothing. He will kill +himself, madame, unless we can put him into the private asylum of Doctor +Dubois. It is a decent hospital, where they will take him for ten francs +a day. Florentine and I will pay half, if you will pay the rest; it +won't be for more than two months." + +"Monsieur, it is difficult for a mother not to be eternally grateful +to you for your kindness to her son," replied Agathe; "but this son +is banished from my heart, and as for money, I have none. Not to be a +burden on my son whom you see here, who works day and night and +deserves all the love his mother can give him, I am the assistant in a +lottery-office--at my age!" + +"And you, young man," said the old dragoon to Joseph; "can't you do as +much for your brother as a poor dancer at the Porte-Saint-Martin and an +old soldier?" + +"Look here!" said Joseph, out of patience; "do you want me to tell you +in artist language what I think of your visit? Well, you have come to +swindle us on false pretences." + +"To-morrow your brother shall go to the hospital." + +"And he will do very well there," answered Joseph. "If I were in like +case, I should go there too." + +Giroudeau withdrew, much disappointed, and also really mortified at +being obliged to send to a hospital a man who had carried the Emperor's +orders at the battle of Montereau. Three months later, at the end of +July, as Agathe one morning was crossing the Pont Neuf to avoid paying a +sou at the Pont des Arts, she saw, coming along by the shops of the Quai +de l'Ecole, a man bearing all the signs of second-class poverty, who, +she thought, resembled Philippe. In Paris, there are three distinct +classes of poverty. First, the poverty of the man who preserves +appearances, and to whom a future still belongs; this is the poverty +of young men, artists, men of the world, momentarily unfortunate. +The outward signs of their distress are not visible, except under the +microscope of a close observer. These persons are the equestrian order +of poverty; they continue to drive about in cabriolets. In the second +order we find old men who have become indifferent to everything, and, in +June, put the cross of the Legion of honor on alpaca overcoats; that is +the poverty of small incomes,--of old clerks, who live at Sainte-Perine +and care no longer about their outward man. Then comes, in the third +place, poverty in rags, the poverty of the people, the poverty that +is poetic; which Callot, Hogarth, Murillo, Charlet, Raffet, Gavarni, +Meissonier, Art itself adores and cultivates, especially during the +carnival. The man in whom poor Agathe thought she recognized her son was +astride the last two classes of poverty. She saw the ragged neck-cloth, +the scurfy hat, the broken and patched boots, the threadbare coat, whose +buttons had shed their mould, leaving the empty shrivelled pod dangling +in congruity with the torn pockets and the dirty collar. Scraps of flue +were in the creases of the coat, which showed plainly the dust that +filled it. The man drew from the pockets of his seam-rent iron-gray +trousers a pair of hands as black as those of a mechanic. A knitted +woollen waistcoat, discolored by use, showed below the sleeves of his +coat, and above the trousers, and no doubt served instead of a shirt. +Philippe wore a green silk shade with a wire edge over his eyes; his +head, which was nearly bald, the tints of his skin, and his sunken face +too plainly revealed that he was just leaving the terrible Hopital du +Midi. His blue overcoat, whitened at the seams, was still decorated +with the ribbon of his cross; and the passers-by looked at the +hero, doubtless some victim of the government, with curiosity and +commiseration; the rosette attracted notice, and the fiercest "ultra" +was jealous for the honor of the Legion. In those days, however much the +government endeavored to bring the Order into disrepute by bestowing +its cross right and left, there were not fifty-three thousand persons +decorated. + +Agathe trembled through her whole being. If it were impossible to love +this son any longer, she could still suffer for him. Quivering with this +last expression of motherhood, she wept as she saw the brilliant staff +officer of the Emperor turn to enter tobacconist's and pause on the +threshold; he had felt in his pocket and found nothing. Agathe left the +bridge, crossed the quai rapidly, took out her purse, thrust it into +Philippe's hand, and fled away as if she had committed a crime. After +that, she ate nothing for two days; before her was the horrible vision +of her son dying of hunger in the streets of Paris. + +"When he has spent all the money in my purse, who will give him any?" +she thought. "Giroudeau did not deceive us; Philippe is just out of that +hospital." + +She no longer saw the assassin of her poor aunt, the scourge of the +family, the domestic thief, the gambler, the drunkard, the low liver of +a bad life; she saw only the man recovering from illness, yet doomed to +die of starvation, the smoker deprived of his tobacco. At forty-seven +years of age she grew to look like a woman of seventy. Her eyes were +dimmed with tears and prayers. Yet it was not the last grief this son +was to bring upon her; her worst apprehensions were destined to be +realized. A conspiracy of officers was discovered at the heart of the +army, and articles from the "Moniteur" giving details of the arrests +were hawked about the streets. + +In the depths of her cage in the lottery-office of the rue Vivienne, +Agathe heard the name of Philippe Bridau. She fainted, and the manager, +understanding her trouble and the necessity of taking certain steps, +gave her leave of absence for two weeks. + +"Ah! my friend," she said to Joseph, as she went to bed that night, "it +is our severity which drove him to it." + +"I'll go and see Desroches," answered Joseph. + +While the artist was confiding his brother's affairs to the younger +Desroches,--who by this time had the reputation of being one of the +keenest and most astute lawyers in Paris, and who, moreover, did sundry +services for personages of distinction, among others for des Lupeaulx, +then secretary of a ministry,--Giroudeau called upon the widow. This +time, Agathe believed him. + +"Madame," he said, "if you can produce twelve thousand francs your son +will be set at liberty for want of proof. It is necessary to buy the +silence of two witnesses." + +"I will get the money," said the poor mother, without knowing how or +where. + +Inspired by this danger, she wrote to her godmother, old Madame Hochon, +begging her to ask Jean-Jacques Rouget to send her the twelve thousand +francs and save his nephew Philippe. If Rouget refused, she entreated +Madame Hochon to lend them to her, promising to return them in two +years. By return of courier, she received the following letter:-- + + My dear girl: Though your brother has an income of not less than + forty thousand francs a year, without counting the sums he has + laid by for the last seventeen years, and which Monsieur Hochon + estimates at more than six hundred thousand francs, he will not + give one penny to nephews whom he has never seen. As for me, you + know I cannot dispose of a farthing while my husband lives. Hochon + is the greatest miser in Issoudun. I do not know what he does with + his money; he does not give twenty francs a year to his + grandchildren. As for borrowing the money, I should have to get + his signature, and he would refuse it. I have not even attempted + to speak to your brother, who lives with a concubine, to whom he + is a slave. It is pitiable to see how the poor man is treated in + his own home, when he might have a sister and nephews to take care + of him. + + I have hinted to you several times that your presence at Issoudun + might save your brother, and rescue a fortune of forty, perhaps + sixty, thousand francs a year from the claws of that slut; but you + either do not answer me, or you seem never to understand my + meaning. So to-day I am obliged to write without epistolary + circumlocution. I feel for the misfortune which has overtaken you, + but, my dearest, I can do no more than pity you. And this is why: + Hochon, at eighty-five years of age, takes four meals a day, eats + a salad with hard-boiled eggs every night, and frisks about like a + rabbit. I shall have spent my whole life--for he will live to + write my epitaph--without ever having had twenty francs in my + purse. If you will come to Issoudun and counteract the influence + of that concubine over your brother, you must stay with me, for + there are reasons why Rouget cannot receive you in his own house; + but even then, I shall have hard work to get my husband to let me + have you here. However, you can safely come; I can make him mind + me as to that. I know a way to get what I want out of him; I have + only to speak of making my will. It seems such a horrid thing to + do that I do not often have recourse to it; but for you, dear + Agathe, I will do the impossible. + + I hope your Philippe will get out of his trouble; and I beg you to + employ a good lawyer. In any case, come to Issoudun as soon as you + can. Remember that your imbecile of a brother at fifty-seven is an + older and weaker man than Monsieur Hochon. So it is a pressing + matter. People are talking already of a will that cuts off your + inheritance; but Monsieur Hochon says there is still time to get + it revoked. + + Adieu, my little Agathe; may God help you! Believe in the love of + your godmother, + + Maximilienne Hochon, nee Lousteau. + + P.S. Has my nephew, Etienne, who writes in the newspapers and is + intimate, they tell me, with your son Philippe, been to pay his + respects to you? But come at once to Issoudun, and we will talk + over things. + + +This letter made a great impression on Agathe, who showed it, of course, +to Joseph, to whom she had been forced to mention Giroudeau's proposal. +The artist, who grew wary when it concerned his brother, pointed out to +her that she ought to tell everything to Desroches. + +Conscious of the wisdom of that advice, Agathe went with her son the +next morning, at six o'clock, to find Desroches at his house in the rue +de Bussy. The lawyer, as cold and stern as his late father, with a sharp +voice, a rough skin, implacable eyes, and the visage of a fox as he +licks his lips of the blood of chickens, bounded like a tiger when he +heard of Giroudeau's visit and proposal. + +"And pray, mere Bridau," he cried, in his little cracked voice, "how +long are you going to be duped by your cursed brigand of a son? Don't +give him a farthing. Make yourself easy, I'll answer for Philippe. I +should like to see him brought before the Court of Peers; it might +save his future. You are afraid he will be condemned; but I say, may it +please God his lawyer lets him be convicted. Go to Issoudun, secure the +property for your children. If you don't succeed, if your brother +has made a will in favor of that woman, and you can't make him +revoke it,--well then, at least get all the evidence you can of undue +influence, and I'll institute proceedings for you. But you are too +honest a woman to know how to get at the bottom facts of such a matter. +I'll go myself to Issoudun in the holidays,--if I can." + +That "go myself" made Joseph tremble in his skin. Desroches winked at +him to let his mother go downstairs first, and then the lawyer detained +the young man for a single moment. + +"Your brother is a great scoundrel; he is the cause of the discovery of +this conspiracy,--intentionally or not, I can't say, for the rascal +is so sly no one can find out the exact truth as to that. Fool or +traitor,--take your choice. He will be put under the surveillance of the +police, nothing more. You needn't be uneasy; no one knows this secret +but myself. Go to Issoudun with your mother. You have good sense; try to +save the property." + +"Come, my poor mother, Desroches is right," said Joseph, rejoining +Agathe on the staircase. "I have sold my two pictures, let us start for +Berry; you have two weeks' leave of absence." + +After writing to her godmother to announce their arrival, Agathe and +Joseph started the next evening for their trip to Issoudun, leaving +Philippe to his fate. The diligence rolled through the rue d'Enfer +toward the Orleans highroad. When Agathe saw the Luxembourg, to which +Philippe had been transferred, she could not refrain from saying,-- + +"If it were not for the Allies he would never be there!" + +Many sons would have made an impatient gesture and smiled with pity; but +the artist, who was alone with his mother in the coupe, caught her in +his arms and pressed her to his heart, exclaiming:-- + +"Oh, mother! you are a mother just as Raphael was a painter. And you +will always be a fool of a mother!" + +Madame Bridau's mind, diverted before long from her griefs by the +distractions of the journey, began to dwell on the purpose of it. She +re-read the letter of Madame Hochon, which had so stirred up the lawyer +Desroches. Struck with the words "concubine" and "slut," which the +pen of a septuagenarian as pious as she was respectable had used to +designate the woman now in process of getting hold of Jean-Jacques +Rouget's property, struck also with the word "imbecile" applied to +Rouget himself, she began to ask herself how, by her presence at +Issoudun, she was to save the inheritance. Joseph, poor disinterested +artist that he was, knew little enough about the Code, and his mother's +last remark absorbed his mind. + +"Before our friend Desroches sent us off to protect our rights, he ought +to have explained to us the means of doing so," he exclaimed. + +"So far as my poor head, which whirls at the thought of Philippe in +prison,--without tobacco, perhaps, and about to appear before the Court +of Peers!--leaves me any distinct memory," returned Agathe, "I think +young Desroches said we were to get evidence of undue influence, in case +my brother has made a will in favor of that--that--woman." + +"He is good at that, Desroches is," cried the painter. "Bah! if we can +make nothing of it I'll get him to come himself." + +"Well, don't let us trouble our heads uselessly," said Agathe. "When we +get to Issoudun my godmother will tell us what to do." + +This conversation, which took place just after Madame Bridau and Joseph +changed coaches at Orleans and entered the Sologne, is sufficient proof +of the incapacity of the painter and his mother to play the part the +inexorable Desroches had assigned to them. + +In returning to Issoudun after thirty years' absence, Agathe was about +to find such changes in its manners and customs that it is necessary to +sketch, in a few words, a picture of that town. Without it, the reader +would scarcely understand the heroism displayed by Madame Hochon in +assisting her goddaughter, or the strange situation of Jean-Jacques +Rouget. Though Doctor Rouget had taught his son to regard Agathe in the +light of a stranger, it was certainly a somewhat extraordinary thing +that for thirty years a brother should have given no signs of life to a +sister. Such a silence was evidently caused by peculiar circumstances, +and any other sister and nephew than Agathe and Joseph would long +ago have inquired into them. There is, moreover, a certain connection +between the condition of the city of Issoudun and the interests of the +Bridau family, which can only be seen as the story goes on. + + + + +CHAPTER VII + +Issoudun, be it said without offence to Paris, is one of the oldest +cities in France. In spite of the historical assumption which makes the +emperor Probus the Noah of the Gauls, Caesar speaks of the excellent +wine of Champ-Fort ("de Campo Forti") still one of the best vintages of +Issoudun. Rigord writes of this city in language which leaves no +doubt as to its great population and its immense commerce. But these +testimonies both assign a much lesser age to the city than its ancient +antiquity demands. In fact, the excavations lately undertaken by a +learned archaeologist of the place, Monsieur Armand Peremet, have +brought to light, under the celebrated tower of Issoudun, a basilica +of the fifth century, probably the only one in France. This church +preserves, in its very materials, the sign-manual of an anterior +civilization; for its stones came from a Roman temple which stood on the +same site. + +Issoudun, therefore, according to the researches of this antiquary, like +other cities of France whose ancient or modern autonym ends in "Dun" +("dunum") bears in its very name the certificate of an autochthonous +existence. The word "Dun," the appanage of all dignity consecrated by +Druidical worship, proves a religious and military settlement of the +Celts. Beneath the Dun of the Gauls must have lain the Roman temple +to Isis. From that comes, according to Chaumon, the name of the +city, Issous-Dun,--"Is" being the abbreviation of "Isis." Richard +Coeur-de-lion undoubtedly built the famous tower (in which he coined +money) above the basilica of the fifth century,--the third monument +of the third religion of this ancient town. He used the church as a +necessary foundation, or stay, for the raising of the rampart; and he +preserved it by covering it with feudal fortifications as with a +mantle. Issoudun was at that time the seat of the ephemeral power of the +Routiers and the Cottereaux, adventurers and free-lancers, whom Henry +II. sent against his son Richard, at the time of his rebellion as Comte +de Poitou. + +The history of Aquitaine, which was not written by the Benedictines, +will probably never be written, because there are no longer +Benedictines: thus we are not able to light up these archaeological +tenebrae in the history of our manners and customs on every occasion of +their appearance. There is another testimony to the ancient importance +of Issoudun in the conversion into a canal of the Tournemine, a little +stream raised several feet above the level of the Theols which surrounds +the town. This is undoubtedly the work of Roman genius. Moreover, +the suburb which extends from the castle in a northerly direction is +intersected by a street which for more than two thousand years has borne +the name of the rue de Rome; and the inhabitants of this suburb, whose +racial characteristics, blood, and physiognomy have a special stamp of +their own, call themselves descendants of the Romans. They are nearly +all vine-growers, and display a remarkable inflexibility of manners +and customs, due, undoubtedly, to their origin,--perhaps also to their +victory over the Cottereaux and the Routiers, whom they exterminated on +the plain of Charost in the twelfth century. + +After the insurrection of 1830, France was too agitated to pay much +attention to the rising of the vine-growers of Issoudun; a terrible +affair, the facts of which have never been made public,--for good +reasons. In the first place, the bourgeois of Issoudun refused to allow +the military to enter the town. They followed the use and wont of the +bourgeoisie of the Middle Ages and declared themselves responsible for +their own city. The government was obliged to yield to a sturdy people +backed up by seven or eight thousand vine-growers, who had burned all +the archives, also the offices of "indirect taxation," and had dragged +through the streets a customs officer, crying out at every street +lantern, "Let us hang him here!" The poor man's life was saved by the +national guard, who took him to prison on pretext of drawing up his +indictment. The general in command only entered the town by virtue of a +compromise made with the vine-growers; and it needed some courage to go +among them. At the moment when he showed himself at the hotel-de-ville, +a man from the faubourg de Rome slung a "volant" round his neck (the +"volant" is a huge pruning-hook fastened to a pole, with which they trim +trees) crying out, "No more clerks, or there's an end to compromise!" +The fellow would have taken off that honored head, left untouched by +sixteen years of war, had it not been for the hasty intervention of one +of the leaders of the revolt, to whom a promise had been made that _the +chambers should be asked to suppress the excisemen_. + +In the fourteenth century, Issoudun still had sixteen or seventeen +thousand inhabitants, remains of a population double that number in the +time of Rigord. Charles VII. possessed a mansion which still exists, and +was known, as late as the eighteenth century, as the Maison du Roi. This +town, then a centre of the woollen trade, supplied that commodity to +the greater part of Europe, and manufactured on a large scale blankets, +hats, and the excellent Chevreautin gloves. Under Louis XIV., Issoudun, +the birthplace of Baron and Bourdaloue, was always cited as a city of +elegance and good society, where the language was correctly spoken. The +curate Poupard, in his History of Sancerre, mentions the inhabitants +of Issoudun as remarkable among the other Berrichons for subtlety and +natural wit. To-day, the wit and the splendor have alike disappeared. +Issoudun, whose great extent of ground bears witness to its ancient +importance, has now barely twelve thousand inhabitants, including +the vine-dressers of four enormous suburbs,--those of Saint-Paterne, +Vilatte, Rome, and Alouette, which are really small towns. The +bourgeoisie, like that of Versailles, are spread over the length and +breadth of the streets. Issoudun still holds the market for the fleeces +of Berry; a commerce now threatened by improvements in the stock which +are being introduced everywhere except in Berry. + +The vineyards of Issoudun produce a wine which is drunk throughout the +two departments, and which, if manufactured as Burgundy and Gascony +manufacture theirs, would be one of the best wines in France. Alas, "to +do as our fathers did," with no innovations, is the law of the land. +Accordingly, the vine-growers continue to leave the refuse of the grape +in the juice during its fermentation, which makes the wine detestable, +when it might be a source of ever-springing wealth, and an industry for +the community. Thanks to the bitterness which the refuse infuses into +the wine, and which, they say, lessens with age, a vintage will keep +a century. This reason, given by the vine-grower in excuse for his +obstinacy, is of sufficient importance to oenology to be made public +here; Guillaume le Breton has also proclaimed it in some lines of his +"Phillippide." + +The decline of Issoudun is explained by this spirit of sluggishness, +sunken to actual torpor, which a single fact will illustrate. When the +authorities were talking of a highroad between Paris and Toulouse, it +was natural to think of taking it from Vierzon to Chateauroux by way of +Issoudun. The distance was shorter than to make it, as the road now is, +through Vatan, but the leading people of the neighborhood and the +city council of Issoudun (whose discussion of the matter is said to be +recorded), demanded that it should go by Vatan, on the ground that if +the highroad went through their town, provisions would rise in price and +they might be forced to pay thirty sous for a chicken. The only analogy +to be found for this proceeding is in the wilder parts of Sardinia, a +land once so rich and populous, now so deserted. When Charles Albert, +with a praiseworthy intention of civilization, wished to unite Sassari, +the second capital of the island, with Cagliari by a magnificent highway +(the only one ever made in that wild waste by name Sardinia), the direct +line lay through Bornova, a district inhabited by lawless people, all +the more like our Arab tribes because they are descended from the Moors. +Seeing that they were about to fall into the clutches of civilization, +the savages of Bornova, without taking the trouble to discuss the +matter, declared their opposition to the road. The government took +no notice of it. The first engineer who came to survey it, got a ball +through his head, and died on his level. No action was taken on this +murder, but the road made a circuit which lengthened it by eight miles! + +The continual lowering of the price of wines drunk in the neighborhood, +though it may satisfy the desire of the bourgeoisie of Issoudun for +cheap provisions, is leading the way to the ruin of the vine-growers, +who are more and more burdened with the costs of cultivation and the +taxes; just as the ruin of the woollen trade is the result of the +non-improvement in the breeding of sheep. Country-folk have the deepest +horror of change; even that which is most conducive to their interests. +In the country, a Parisian meets a laborer who eats an enormous quantity +of bread, cheese, and vegetables; he proves to him that if he would +substitute for that diet a certain portion of meat, he would be better +fed, at less cost; that he could work more, and would not use up his +capital of health and strength so quickly. The Berrichon sees the +correctness of the calculation, but he answers, "Think of the gossip, +monsieur." "Gossip, what do you mean?" "Well, yes, what would people say +of me?" "He would be the talk of the neighborhood," said the owner of +the property on which this scene took place; "they would think him as +rich as a tradesman. He is afraid of public opinion, afraid of being +pointed at, afraid of seeming ill or feeble. That's how we all are in +this region." Many of the bourgeoisie utter this phrase with feelings of +inward pride. + +While ignorance and custom are invincible in the country regions, where +the peasants are left very much to themselves, the town of Issoudun +itself has reached a state of complete social stagnation. Obliged to +meet the decadence of fortunes by the practice of sordid economy, each +family lives to itself. Moreover, society is permanently deprived +of that distinction of classes which gives character to manners and +customs. There is no opposition of social forces, such as that to which +the cities of the Italian States in the Middle Ages owed their vitality. +There are no longer any nobles in Issoudun. The Cottereaux, the +Routiers, the Jacquerie, the religious wars and the Revolution did +away with the nobility. The town is proud of that triumph. Issoudun has +repeatedly refused to receive a garrison, always on the plea of cheap +provisions. She has thus lost a means of intercourse with the age, +and she has also lost the profits arising from the presence of troops. +Before 1756, Issoudun was one of the most delightful of all the garrison +towns. A judicial drama, which occupied for a time the attention of +France, the feud of a lieutenant-general of the department with +the Marquis de Chapt, whose son, an officer of dragoons, was put +to death,--justly perhaps, yet traitorously, for some affair of +gallantry,--deprived the town from that time forth of a garrison. The +sojourn of the forty-fourth demi-brigade, imposed upon it during the +civil war, was not of a nature to reconcile the inhabitants to the race +of warriors. + +Bourges, whose population is yearly decreasing, is a victim of the same +social malady. Vitality is leaving these communities. Undoubtedly, the +government is to blame. The duty of an administration is to discover the +wounds upon the body-politic, and remedy them by sending men of energy +to the diseased regions, with power to change the state of things. Alas, +so far from that, it approves and encourages this ominous and fatal +tranquillity. Besides, it may be asked, how could the government send +new administrators and able magistrates? Who, of such men, is willing +to bury himself in the arrondissements, where the good to be done is +without glory? If, by chance, some ambitious stranger settles there, +he soon falls into the inertia of the region, and tunes himself to the +dreadful key of provincial life. Issoudun would have benumbed Napoleon. + +As a result of this particular characteristic, the arrondissement of +Issoudun was governed, in 1822, by men who all belonged to Berry. The +administration of power became either a nullity or a farce,--except in +certain cases, naturally very rare, which by their manifest importance +compelled the authorities to act. The procureur du roi, Monsieur +Mouilleron, was cousin to the entire community, and his substitute +belonged to one of the families of the town. The judge of the court, +before attaining that dignity, was made famous by one of those +provincial sayings which put a cap and bells on a man's head for the +rest of his life. As he ended his summing-up of all the facts of an +indictment, he looked at the accused and said: "My poor Pierre! the +thing is as plain as day; your head will be cut off. Let this be a +lesson to you." The commissary of police, holding office since the +Restoration, had relations throughout the arrondissement. Moreover, not +only was the influence of religion null, but the curate himself was held +in no esteem. + +It was this bourgeoisie, radical, ignorant, and loving to annoy others, +which now related tales, more or less comic, about the relations of +Jean-Jacques Rouget with his servant-woman. The children of these people +went none the less to Sunday-school, and were as scrupulously prepared +for their communion: the schools were kept up all the same; mass was +said; the taxes were paid (the sole thing that Paris extracts of the +provinces), and the mayor passed resolutions. But all these acts of +social existence were done as mere routine, and thus the laxity of +the local government suited admirably with the moral and intellectual +condition of the governed. The events of the following history will +show the effects of this state of things, which is not as unusual in the +provinces as might be supposed. Many towns in France, more particularly +in the South, are like Issoudun. The condition to which the ascendency +of the bourgeoisie has reduced that local capital is one which will +spread over all France, and even to Paris, if the bourgeois continues to +rule the exterior and interior policy of our country. + +Now, one word of topography. Issoudun stretches north and south, along +a hillside which rounds towards the highroad to Chateauroux. At the foot +of the hill, a canal, now called the "Riviere forcee" whose waters are +taken from the Theols, was constructed in former times, when the town +was flourishing, for the use of manufactories or to flood the moats of +the rampart. The "Riviere forcee" forms an artificial arm of a natural +river, the Tournemine, which unites with several other streams beyond +the suburb of Rome. These little threads of running water and the two +rivers irrigate a tract of wide-spreading meadow-land, enclosed on all +sides by little yellowish or white terraces dotted with black speckles; +for such is the aspect of the vineyards of Issoudun during seven months +of the year. The vine-growers cut the plants down yearly, leaving only +an ugly stump, without support, sheltered by a barrel. The traveller +arriving from Vierzon, Vatan, or Chateauroux, his eyes weary +with monotonous plains, is agreeably surprised by the meadows of +Issoudun,--the oasis of this part of Berry, which supplies the +inhabitants with vegetables throughout a region of thirty miles in +circumference. Below the suburb of Rome, lies a vast tract entirely +covered with kitchen-gardens, and divided into two sections, which bear +the name of upper and lower Baltan. A long avenue of poplars leads from +the town across the meadows to an ancient convent named Frapesle, whose +English gardens, quite unique in that arrondissement, have received +the ambitious name of Tivoli. Loving couples whisper their vows in its +alleys of a Sunday. + +Traces of the ancient grandeur of Issoudun of course reveal themselves +to the eyes of a careful observer; and the most suggestive are the +divisions of the town. The chateau, formerly almost a town itself with +its walls and moats, is a distinct quarter which can only be entered, +even at the present day, through its ancient gateways,--by means of +three bridges thrown across the arms of the two rivers,--and has all +the appearance of an ancient city. The ramparts show, in places, the +formidable strata of their foundations, on which houses have now +sprung up. Above the chateau, is the famous tower of Issoudun, once the +citadel. The conqueror of the city, which lay around these two fortified +points, had still to gain possession of the tower and the castle; and +possession of the castle did not insure that of the tower, or citadel. + +The suburb of Saint-Paterne, which lies in the shape of a palette beyond +the tower, encroaching on the meadow-lands, is so considerable that in +the very earliest ages it must have been part of the city itself. This +opinion derived, in 1822, a sort of certainty from the then existence of +the charming church of Saint-Paterne, recently pulled down by the heir +of the individual who bought it of the nation. This church, one of +the finest specimens of the Romanesque that France possessed, actually +perished without a single drawing being made of the portal, which was in +perfect preservation. The only voice raised to save this monument of a +past art found no echo, either in the town itself or in the department. +Though the castle of Issoudun has the appearance of an old town, with +its narrow streets and its ancient mansions, the city itself, properly +so called, which was captured and burned at different epochs, notably +during the Fronde, when it was laid in ashes, has a modern air. +Streets that are spacious in comparison with those of other towns, +and well-built houses form a striking contrast to the aspect of the +citadel,--a contrast that has won for Issoudun, in certain geographies, +the epithet of "pretty." + +In a town thus constituted, without the least activity, even business +activity, without a taste for art, or for learned occupations, and where +everybody stayed in the little round of his or her own home, it was +likely to happen, and did happen under the Restoration in 1816 when +the war was over, that many of the young men of the place had no career +before them, and knew not where to turn for occupation until they could +marry or inherit the property of their fathers. Bored in their own +homes, these young fellows found little or no distraction elsewhere in +the city; and as, in the language of that region, "youth must shed its +cuticle" they sowed their wild oats at the expense of the town itself. +It was difficult to carry on such operations in open day, lest the +perpetrators should be recognized; for the cup of their misdemeanors +once filled, they were liable to be arraigned at their next peccadillo +before the police courts; and they therefore judiciously selected the +night time for the performance of their mischievous pranks. Thus it was +that among the traces of divers lost civilizations, a vestige of the +spirit of drollery that characterized the manners of antiquity burst +into a final flame. + +The young men amused themselves very much as Charles IX. amused himself +with his courtiers, or Henry V. of England and his companions, or as in +former times young men were wont to amuse themselves in the provinces. +Having once banded together for purposes of mutual help, to defend each +other and invent amusing tricks, there presently developed among them, +through the clash of ideas, that spirit of malicious mischief which +belongs to the period of youth and may even be observed among animals. +The confederation, in itself, gave them the mimic delights of the +mystery of an organized conspiracy. They called themselves the "Knights +of Idleness." During the day these young scamps were youthful saints; +they all pretended to extreme quietness; and, in fact, they habitually +slept late after the nights on which they had been playing their +malicious pranks. The "Knights" began with mere commonplace tricks, +such as unhooking and changing signs, ringing bells, flinging casks left +before one house into the cellar of the next with a crash, rousing the +occupants of the house by a noise that seemed to their frightened ears +like the explosion of a mine. In Issoudun, as in many country towns, the +cellar is entered by an opening near the door of the house, covered with +a wooden scuttle, secured by strong iron hinges and a padlock. + +In 1816, these modern Bad Boys had not altogether given up such tricks +as these, perpetrated in the provinces by all young lads and gamins. But +in 1817 the Order of Idleness acquired a Grand Master, and distinguished +itself by mischief which, up to 1823, spread something like terror in +Issoudun, or at least kept the artisans and the bourgeoisie perpetually +uneasy. + +This leader was a certain Maxence Gilet, commonly called Max, whose +antecedents, no less than his youth and his vigor, predestined him +for such a part. Maxence Gilet was supposed by all Issoudun to be the +natural son of the sub-delegate Lousteau, that brother of Madame Hochon +whose gallantries had left memories behind them, and who, as we have +seen, drew down upon himself the hatred of old Doctor Rouget about +the time of Agathe's birth. But the friendship which bound the two men +together before their quarrel was so close that, to use an expression of +that region and that period, "they willingly walked the same road." Some +people said that Maxence was as likely to be the son of the doctor as +of the sub-delegate; but in fact he belonged to neither the one nor +the other,--his father being a charming dragoon officer in garrison at +Bourges. Nevertheless, as a result of their enmity, and very fortunately +for the child, Rouget and Lousteau never ceased to claim his paternity. + +Max's mother, the wife of a poor sabot-maker in the Rome suburb, was +possessed, for the perdition of her soul, of a surprising beauty, a +Trasteverine beauty, the only property which she transmitted to her +son. Madame Gilet, pregnant with Maxence in 1788, had long desired +that blessing, which the town attributed to the gallantries of the +two friends,--probably in the hope of setting them against each +other. Gilet, an old drunkard with a triple throat, treated his wife's +misconduct with a collusion that is not uncommon among the lower +classes. To make sure of protectors for her son, Madame Gilet was +careful not to enlighten his reputed fathers as to his parentage. In +Paris, she would have turned out a millionaire; at Issoudun she lived +sometimes at her ease, more often miserably, and, in the long run, +despised. Madame Hochon, Lousteau's sister, paid sixty francs a year +for the lad's schooling. This liberality, which Madame Hochon was +quite unable to practise on her own account because of her husband's +stinginess, was naturally attributed to her brother, then living at +Sancerre. + +When Doctor Rouget, who certainly was not lucky in sons, observed Max's +beauty, he paid the board of the "young rogue," as he called him, at the +seminary, up to the year 1805. As Lousteau died in 1800, and the doctor +apparently obeyed a feeling of vanity in paying the lad's board until +1805, the question of the paternity was left forever undecided. Maxence +Gilet, the butt of many jests, was soon forgotten,--and for this reason: +In 1806, a year after Doctor Rouget's death, the lad, who seemed to +have been created for a venturesome life, and was moreover gifted with +remarkable vigor and agility, got into a series of scrapes which more +or less threatened his safety. He plotted with the grandsons of Monsieur +Hochon to worry the grocers of the city; he gathered fruit before the +owners could pick it, and made nothing of scaling walls. He had no equal +at bodily exercises, he played base to perfection, and could have outrun +a hare. With a keen eye worthy of Leather-stocking, he loved hunting +passionately. His time was passed in firing at a mark, instead of +studying; and he spent the money extracted from the old doctor in buying +powder and ball for a wretched pistol that old Gilet, the sabot-maker, +had given him. During the autumn of 1806, Maxence, then seventeen, +committed an involuntary murder, by frightening in the dusk a young +woman who was pregnant, and who came upon him suddenly while stealing +fruit in her garden. Threatened with the guillotine by Gilet, who +doubtless wanted to get rid of him, Max fled to Bourges, met a regiment +then on its way to Egypt, and enlisted. Nothing came of the death of the +young woman. + +A young fellow of Max's character was sure to distinguish himself, and +in the course of three campaigns he did distinguish himself so highly +that he rose to be a captain, his lack of education helping him +strenuously. In Portugal, in 1809, he was left for dead in an English +battery, into which his company had penetrated without being able to +hold it. Max, taken prisoner by the English, was sent to the Spanish +hulks at the island of Cabrera, the most horrible of all stations for +prisoners of war. His friends begged that he might receive the cross of +the Legion of honor and the rank of major; but the Emperor was then in +Austria, and he reserved his favors for those who did brilliant +deeds under his own eye: he did not like officers or men who allowed +themselves to be taken prisoner, and he was, moreover, much dissatisfied +with events in Portugal. Max was held at Cabrera from 1810 to 1814.(1) +During those years he became utterly demoralized, for the hulks were +like galleys, minus crime and infamy. At the outset, to maintain his +personal free will, and protect himself against the corruption which +made that horrible prison unworthy of a civilized people, the handsome +young captain killed in a duel (for duels were fought on those hulks +in a space scarcely six feet square) seven bullies among his +fellow-prisoners, thus ridding the island of their tyranny to the great +joy of the other victims. After this, Max reigned supreme in his hulk, +thanks to the wonderful ease and address with which he handled weapons, +to his bodily strength, and also to his extreme cleverness. + + + (1) The cruelty of the Spaniards to the French prisoners at Cabrera + was very great. In the spring of 1811, H.M. brig "Minorca," + Captain Wormeley, was sent by Admiral Sir Charles Cotton, then + commanding the Mediterranean fleet, to make a report of their + condition. As she neared the island, the wretched prisoners swam + out to meet her. They were reduced to skin and bone; many of them + were naked; and their miserable condition so moved the seamen of + the "Minorca" that they came aft to the quarter-deck, and asked + permission to subscribe three days' rations for the relief of the + sufferers. Captain Wormeley carried away some of the prisoners, + and his report to Sir Charles Cotton, being sent to the Admiralty, + was made the basis of a remonstrance on the part of the British + government with Spain on the subject of its cruelties. Sir Charles + Cotton despatched Captain Wormeley a second time to Cabrera with a + good many head of live cattle and a large supply of other + provisions.--Tr. + + +But he, in turn, committed arbitrary acts; there were those who curried +favor with him, and worked his will, and became his minions. In that +school of misery, where bitter minds dreamed only of vengeance, where +the sophistries hatched in such brains were laying up, inevitably, a +store of evil thoughts, Max became utterly demoralized. He listened to +the opinions of those who longed for fortune at any price, and did not +shrink from the results of criminal actions, provided they were done +without discovery. When peace was proclaimed, in April, 1814, he left +the island, depraved though still innocent. On his return to Issoudun +he found his father and mother dead. Like others who give way to their +passions and make life, as they call it, short and sweet, the Gilets +had died in the almshouse in the utmost poverty. Immediately after his +return, the news of Napoleon's landing at Cannes spread through France; +Max could do no better than go to Paris and ask for his rank as major +and for his cross. The marshal who was at that time minister of war +remembered the brave conduct of Captain Gilet in Portugal. He put him in +the Guard as captain, which gave him the grade of major in the infantry; +but he could not get him the cross. "The Emperor says that you will +know how to win it at the first chance," said the marshal. In fact, the +Emperor did put the brave captain on his list for decoration the evening +after the fight at Fleurus, where Gilet distinguished himself. + +After the battle of Waterloo Max retreated to the Loire. At the time +of the disbandment, Marshal Feltre refused to recognize Max's grade as +major, or his claim to the cross. The soldier of Napoleon returned +to Issoudun in a state of exasperation that may well be conceived; +he declared that he would not serve without either rank or cross. The +war-office considered these conditions presumptuous in a young man of +twenty-five without a name, who might, if they were granted, become +a colonel at thirty. Max accordingly sent in his resignation. The +major--for among themselves Bonapartists recognized the grades obtained +in 1815--thus lost the pittance called half-pay which was allowed to the +officers of the army of the Loire. But all Issoudun was roused at the +sight of the brave young fellow left with only twenty napoleons in his +possession; and the mayor gave him a place in his office with a salary +of six hundred francs. Max kept it a few months, then gave it up of his +own accord, and was replaced by a captain named Carpentier, who, like +himself, had remained faithful to Napoleon. + +By this time Gilet had become grand master of the Knights of Idleness, +and was leading a life which lost him the good-will of the chief people +of the town; who, however, did not openly make the fact known to him, +for he was violent and much feared by all, even by the officers of the +old army who, like himself, had refused to serve under the Bourbons, +and had come home to plant their cabbages in Berry. The little affection +felt for the Bourbons among the natives of Issoudun is not surprising +when we recall the history which we have just given. In fact, +considering its size and lack of importance, the little place contained +more Bonapartists than any other town in France. These men became, as is +well known, nearly all Liberals. + +In Issoudun and its neighborhood there were a dozen officers in Max's +position. These men admired him and made him their leader,--with the +exception, however, of Carpentier, his successor, and a certain Monsieur +Mignonnet, ex-captain in the artillery of the Guard. Carpentier, a +cavalry officer risen from the ranks, had married into one of the best +families in the town,--the Borniche-Herau. Mignonnet, brought up at the +Ecole Polytechnique, had served in a corps which held itself superior to +all others. In the Imperial armies there were two shades of distinction +among the soldiers themselves. A majority of them felt a contempt for +the bourgeois, the "civilian," fully equal to the contempt of nobles for +their serfs, or conquerors for the conquered. Such men did not always +observe the laws of honor in their dealings with civilians; nor did they +much blame those who rode rough-shod over the bourgeoisie. The others, +and particularly the artillery, perhaps because of its republicanism, +never adopted the doctrine of a military France and a civil France, +the tendency of which was nothing less than to make two nations. So, +although Major Potel and Captain Renard, two officers living in the Rome +suburb, were friends to Maxence Gilet "through thick and thin," Major +Mignonnet and Captain Carpentier took sides with the bourgeoisie, and +thought his conduct unworthy of a man of honor. + +Major Mignonnet, a lean little man, full of dignity, busied himself with +the problems which the steam-engine requires us to solve, and lived in +a modest way, taking his social intercourse with Monsieur and Madame +Carpentier. His gentle manners and ways, and his scientific occupations +won him the respect of the whole town; and it was frequently said of +him and of Captain Carpentier that they were "quite another thing" from +Major Potel and Captain Renard, Maxence, and other frequenters of the +cafe Militaire, who retained the soldierly manners and the defective +morals of the Empire. + +At the time when Madame Bridau returned to Issoudun, Max was excluded +from the society of the place. He showed, moreover, proper self-respect +in never presenting himself at the club, and in never complaining of the +severe reprobation that was shown him; although he was the handsomest, +the most elegant, and the best dressed man in the place, spent a great +deal of money, and kept a horse,--a thing as amazing at Issoudun as +the horse of Lord Byron at Venice. We are now to see how it was that +Maxence, poor and without apparent means, was able to become the dandy +of the town. The shameful conduct which earned him the contempt of all +scrupulous or religious persons was connected with the interests which +brought Agathe and Joseph to Issoudun. + +Judging by the audacity of his bearing, and the expression of his face, +Max cared little for public opinion; he expected, no doubt, to take +his revenge some day, and to lord it over those who now condemned +him. Moreover, if the bourgeoisie of Issoudun thought ill of him, the +admiration he excited among the common people counterbalanced their +opinion; his courage, his dashing appearance, his decision of character, +could not fail to please the masses, to whom his degradations were, for +the most part, unknown, and indeed the bourgeoisie themselves scarcely +suspected its extent. Max played a role at Issoudun which was something +like that of the blacksmith in the "Fair Maid of Perth"; he was the +champion of Bonapartism and the Opposition; they counted upon him as +the burghers of Perth counted upon Smith on great occasions. A single +incident will put this hero and victim of the Hundred-Days into clear +relief. + +In 1819, a battalion commanded by royalist officers, young men just +out of the Maison Rouge, passed through Issoudun on its way to go +into garrison at Bourges. Not knowing what to do with themselves in so +constitutional a place as Issoudun, these young gentlemen went to while +away the time at the cafe Militaire. In every provincial town there is a +military cafe. That of Issoudun, built on the place d'Armes at an angle +of the rampart, and kept by the widow of an officer, was naturally the +rendezvous of the Bonapartists, chiefly officers on half-pay, and others +who shared Max's opinions, to whom the politics of the town allowed free +expression of their idolatry for the Emperor. Every year, dating from +1816, a banquet was given in Issoudun to commemorate the anniversary +of his coronation. The three royalists who first entered asked for the +newspapers, among others, for the "Quotidienne" and the "Drapeau Blanc." +The politics of Issoudun, especially those of the cafe Militaire, did +not allow of such royalist journals. The establishment had none but the +"Commerce,"--a name which the "Constitutionel" was compelled to adopt +for several years after it was suppressed by the government. But as, in +its first issue under the new name, the leading article began with these +words, "Commerce is essentially constitutional," people continued to +call it the "Constitutionel," the subscribers all understanding the sly +play of words which begged them to pay no attention to the label, as the +wine would be the same. + +The fat landlady replied from her seat at the desk that she did not take +those papers. "What papers do you take then?" asked one of the officers, +a captain. The waiter, a little fellow in a blue cloth jacket, with an +apron of coarse linen tied over it, brought the "Commerce." + +"Is that your paper? Have you no other?" + +"No," said the waiter, "that's the only one." + +The captain tore it up, flung the pieces on the floor, and spat upon +them, calling out,-- + +"Bring dominos!" + +In ten minutes the news of the insult offered to the Constitution +Opposition and the Liberal party, in the supersacred person of its +revered journal, which attacked priests with courage and the wit we +all remember, spread throughout the town and into the houses like light +itself; it was told and repeated from place to place. One phrase was on +everybody's lips,-- + +"Let us tell Max!" + +Max soon heard of it. The royalist officers were still at their game of +dominos when that hero entered the cafe, accompanied by Major Potel and +Captain Renard, and followed by at least thirty young men, curious to +see the end of the affair, most of whom remained outside in the street. +The room was soon full. + +"Waiter, _my_ newspaper," said Max, in a quiet voice. + +Then a little comedy was played. The fat hostess, with a timid and +conciliatory air, said, "Captain, I have lent it!" + +"Send for it," cried one of Max's friends. + +"Can't you do without it?" said the waiter; "we have not got it." + +The young royalists were laughing and casting sidelong glances at the +new-comers. + +"They have torn it up!" cried a youth of the town, looking at the feet +of the young royalist captain. + +"Who has dared to destroy that paper?" demanded Max, in a thundering +voice, his eyes flashing as he rose with his arms crossed. + +"And we spat upon it," replied the three young officers, also rising, +and looking at Max. + +"You have insulted the whole town!" said Max, turning livid. + +"Well, what of that?" asked the youngest officer. + +With a dexterity, quickness, and audacity which the young men did not +foresee, Max slapped the face of the officer nearest to him, saying,-- + +"Do you understand French?" + +They fought near by, in the allee de Frapesle, three against three; for +Potel and Renard would not allow Max to deal with the officers alone. +Max killed his man. Major Potel wounded his so severely, that the +unfortunate young man, the son of a good family, died in the hospital +the next day. As for the third, he got off with a sword cut, after +wounding his adversary, Captain Renard. The battalion left for Bourges +that night. This affair, which was noised throughout Berry, set Max up +definitely as a hero. + +The Knights of Idleness, who were all young, the eldest not more than +twenty-five years old, admired Maxence. Some among them, far from +sharing the prudery and strict notions of their families concerning his +conduct, envied his present position and thought him fortunate. Under +such a leader, the Order did great things. After the month of May, 1817, +never a week passed that the town was not thrown into an uproar by +some new piece of mischief. Max, as a matter of honor, imposed certain +conditions upon the Knights. Statutes were drawn up. These young demons +grew as vigilant as the pupils of Amoros,--bold as hawks, agile at all +exercises, clever and strong as criminals. They trained themselves in +climbing roofs, scaling houses, jumping and walking noiselessly, mixing +mortar, and walling up doors. They collected an arsenal of ropes, +ladders, tools, and disguises. After a time the Knights of Idleness +attained to the beau-ideal of malicious mischief, not only as to the +accomplishment but, still more, in the invention of their pranks. +They came at last to possess the genius for evil that Panurge so much +delighted in; which provokes laughter, and covers its victims with such +ridicule that they dare not complain. Naturally, these sons of good +families of Issoudun possessed and obtained information in their +households, which gave them the ways and means for the perpetration of +their outrages. + +Sometimes the young devils incarnate lay in ambush along the Grand'rue +or the Basse rue, two streets which are, as it were, the arteries of the +town, into which many little side streets open. Crouching, with their +heads to the wind, in the angles of the wall and at the corners of the +streets, at the hour when all the households were hushed in their first +sleep, they called to each other in tones of terror from ambush to +ambush along the whole length of the town: "What's the matter?" "What is +it?" till the repeated cries woke up the citizens, who appeared in +their shirts and cotton night-caps, with lights in their hands, +asking questions of one another, holding the strangest colloquies, and +exhibiting the queerest faces. + +A certain poor bookbinder, who was very old, believed in hobgoblins. +Like most provincial artisans, he worked in a small basement shop. The +Knights, disguised as devils, invaded the place in the middle of the +night, put him into his own cutting-press, and left him shrieking to +himself like the souls in hell. The poor man roused the neighbors, to +whom he related the apparitions of Lucifer; and as they had no means of +undeceiving him, he was driven nearly insane. + +In the middle of a severe winter, the Knights took down the chimney of +the collector of taxes, and built it up again in one night apparently as +it was before, without making the slightest noise, or leaving the least +trace of their work. But they so arranged the inside of the chimney as +to send all the smoke into the house. The collector suffered for two +months before he found out why his chimney, which had always drawn so +well, and of which he had often boasted, played him such tricks; he was +then obliged to build a new one. + +At another time, they put three trusses of hay dusted with brimstone, +and a quantity of oiled paper down the chimney of a pious old woman who +was a friend of Madame Hochon. In the morning, when she came to light +her fire, the poor creature, who was very gentle and kindly, imagined +she had started a volcano. The fire-engines came, the whole population +rushed to her assistance. Several Knights were among the firemen, and +they deluged the old woman's house, till they had frightened her with a +flood, as much as they had terrified her with the fire. She was made ill +with fear. + +When they wished to make some one spend the night under arms and in +mortal terror, they wrote an anonymous letter telling him that he was +about to be robbed; then they stole softly, one by one, round the walls +of his house, or under his windows, whistling as if to call each other. + +One of their famous performances, which long amused the town, where in +fact it is still related, was to write a letter to all the heirs of a +miserly old lady who was likely to leave a large property, announcing +her death, and requesting them to be promptly on hand when the seals +were affixed. Eighty persons arrived from Vatan, Saint-Florent, Vierzon +and the neighboring country, all in deep mourning,--widows with sons, +children with their fathers, some in carrioles, some in wicker gigs, +others in dilapidated carts. Imagine the scene between the old woman's +servants and the first arrivals! and the consultations among the +notaries! It created a sort of riot in Issoudun. + +At last, one day the sub-prefect woke up to a sense that this state of +things was all the more intolerable because it seemed impossible to find +out who was at the bottom of it. Suspicion fell on several young men; +but as the National Guard was a mere name in Issoudun, and there was no +garrison, and the lieutenant of police had only eight gendarmes under +him, so that there were no patrols, it was impossible to get any proof +against them. The sub-prefect was immediately posted in the "order of +the night," and considered thenceforth fair game. This functionary made +a practice of breakfasting on two fresh eggs. He kept chickens in his +yard, and added to his mania for eating fresh eggs that of boiling them +himself. Neither his wife nor his servant, in fact no one, according +to him, knew how to boil an egg properly; he did it watch in hand, and +boasted that he carried off the palm of egg-boiling from all the world. +For two years he had boiled his eggs with a success which earned him +many witticisms. But now, every night for a whole month, the eggs +were taken from his hen-house, and hard-boiled eggs substituted. +The sub-prefect was at his wits' end, and lost his reputation as the +"sous-prefet a l'oeuf." Finally he was forced to breakfast on other +things. Yet he never suspected the Knights of Idleness, whose trick +had been cautiously played. After this, Max managed to grease the +sub-prefect's stoves every night with an oil which sent forth so fetid a +smell that it was impossible for any one to stay in the house. Even that +was not enough; his wife, going to mass one morning, found her shawl +glued together on the inside with some tenacious substance, so that she +was obliged to go without it. The sub-prefect finally asked for another +appointment. The cowardly submissiveness of this officer had much to do +with firmly establishing the weird and comic authority of the Knights of +Idleness. + +Beyond the rue des Minimes and the place Misere, a section of a quarter +was at that time enclosed between an arm of the "Riviere forcee" on the +lower side and the ramparts on the other, beginning at the place d'Armes +and going as far as the pottery market. This irregular square is filled +with poor-looking houses crowded one against the other, and divided here +and there by streets so narrow that two persons cannot walk abreast. +This section of the town, a sort of cour des Miracles, was occupied +by poor people or persons working at trades that were little +remunerative,--a population living in hovels, and buildings called +picturesquely by the familiar term of "blind houses." From the +earliest ages this has no doubt been an accursed quarter, the haunt +of evil-doers; in fact one thoroughfare is named "the street of the +Executioner." For more than five centuries it has been customary for +the executioner to have a red door at the entrance of his house. The +assistant of the executioner of Chateauroux still lives there,--if we +are to believe public rumor, for the townspeople never see him: the +vine-dressers alone maintain an intercourse with this mysterious +being, who inherits from his predecessors the gift of curing wounds and +fractures. In the days when Issoudun assumed the airs of a capital +city the women of the town made this section of it the scene of their +wanderings. Here came the second-hand sellers of things that look as +if they never could find a purchaser, old-clothes dealers whose wares +infected the air; in short, it was the rendezvous of that apocryphal +population which is to be found in nearly all such portions of a city, +where two or three Jews have gained an ascendency. + +At the corner of one of these gloomy streets in the livelier half of +the quarter, there existed from 1815 to 1823, and perhaps later, a +public-house kept by a woman commonly called Mere Cognette. The house +itself was tolerably well built, in courses of white stone, with the +intermediary spaces filled in with ashlar and cement, one storey high +with an attic above. Over the door was an enormous branch of pine, +looking as though it were cast in Florentine bronze. As if this symbol +were not explanatory enough, the eye was arrested by the blue of a +poster which was pasted over the doorway, and on which appeared, above +the words "Good Beer of Mars," the picture of a soldier pouring out, in +the direction of a very decolletee woman, a jet of foam which spurted +in an arched line from the pitcher to the glass which she was holding +towards him; the whole of a color to make Delacroix swoon. + +The ground-floor was occupied by an immense hall serving both as kitchen +and dining-room, from the beams of which hung, suspended by huge nails, +the provisions needed for the custom of such a house. Behind this hall a +winding staircase led to the upper storey; at the foot of the staircase +a door led into a low, long room lighted from one of those little +provincial courts, so narrow, dark, and sunken between tall houses, as +to seem like the flue of a chimney. Hidden by a shed, and concealed from +all eyes by walls, this low room was the place where the Bad Boys of +Issoudun held their plenary court. Ostensibly, Pere Cognet boarded and +lodged the country-people on market-days; secretly, he was landlord to +the Knights of Idleness. This man, who was formerly a groom in a rich +household, had ended by marrying La Cognette, a cook in a good family. +The suburb of Rome still continues, like Italy and Poland, to follow the +Latin custom of putting a feminine termination to the husband's name and +giving it to the wife. + +By uniting their savings Pere Cognet and his spouse had managed to buy +their present house. La Cognette, a woman of forty, tall and plump, with +the nose of a Roxelane, a swarthy skin, jet-black hair, brown eyes that +were round and lively, and a general air of mirth and intelligence, was +selected by Maxence Gilet, on account of her character and her talent +for cookery, as the Leonarde of the Order. Pere Cognet might be about +fifty-six years old; he was thick-set, very much under his wife's rule, +and, according to a witticism which she was fond of repeating, he only +saw things with a good eye--for he was blind of the other. In the course +of seven years, that is, from 1816 to 1823, neither wife nor husband +had betrayed what went on nightly at their house, or who they were that +shared in the plot; they felt the liveliest regard for the Knights; +their devotion was absolute. But this may seem less creditable if we +remember that self-interest was the security of their affection and +their silence. No matter at what hour of the night the Knights dropped +in upon the tavern, the moment they knocked in a certain way Pere +Cognet, recognizing the signal, got up, lit the fire and the candles, +opened the door, and went to the cellar for a particular wine that was +laid in expressly for the Order; while La Cognette cooked an excellent +supper, eaten either before or after the expeditions, which were usually +planned the previous evening or in the course of the preceding day. + + + + +CHAPTER VIII + +While Joseph and Madame Bridau were journeying from Orleans to Issoudun, +the Knights of Idleness perpetrated one of their best tricks. An old +Spaniard, a former prisoner of war, who after the peace had remained in +the neighborhood, where he did a small business in grain, came early one +morning to market, leaving his empty cart at the foot of the tower of +Issoudun. Maxence, who arrived at a rendezvous of the Knights, appointed +on that occasion at the foot of the tower, was soon assailed with the +whispered question, "What are we to do to-night?" + +"Here's Pere Fario's cart," he answered. "I nearly cracked my shins over +it. Let us get it up on the embankment of the tower in the first place, +and we'll make up our minds afterwards." + +When Richard Coeur-de-Lion built the tower of Issoudun he raised it, as +we have said, on the ruins of the basilica, which itself stood above the +Roman temple and the Celtic Dun. These ruins, each of which represents +a period of several centuries, form a mound big with the monuments of +three distinct ages. The tower is, therefore, the apex of a cone, from +which the descent is equally steep on all sides, and which is only +approached by a series of steps. To give in a few words an idea of the +height of this tower, we may compare it to the obelisk of Luxor on its +pedestal. The pedestal of the tower of Issoudun, which hid within its +breast such archaeological treasures, was eighty feet high on the side +towards the town. In an hour the cart was taken off its wheels and +hoisted, piece by piece, to the top of the embankment at the foot of the +tower itself,--a work that was somewhat like that of the soldiers who +carried the artillery over the pass of the Grand Saint-Bernard. The cart +was then remounted on its wheels, and the Knights, by this time hungry +and thirsty, returned to Mere Cognette's, where they were soon seated +round the table in the low room, laughing at the grimaces Fario would +make when he came after his barrow in the morning. + +The Knights, naturally, did not play such capers every night. The genius +of Sganarelle, Mascarille, and Scapin combined would not have sufficed +to invent three hundred and sixty-five pieces of mischief a year. In +the first place, circumstances were not always propitious: sometimes the +moon shone clear, or the last prank had greatly irritated their betters; +then one or another of their number refused to share in some proposed +outrage because a relation was involved. But if the scamps were not at +Mere Cognette's every night, they always met during the day, enjoying +together the legitimate pleasures of hunting, or the autumn vintages and +the winter skating. Among this assemblage of twenty youths, all of them +at war with the social somnolence of the place, there are some who were +more closely allied than others to Max, and who made him their idol. A +character like his often fascinates other youths. The two grandsons of +Madame Hochon--Francois Hochon and Baruch Borniche--were his henchmen. +These young fellows, accepting the general opinion of the left-handed +parentage of Lousteau, looked upon Max as their cousin. Max, moreover, +was liberal in lending them money for their pleasures, which their +grandfather Hochon refused; he took them hunting, let them see life, and +exercised a much greater influence over them than their own family. +They were both orphans, and were kept, although each had attained his +majority, under the guardianship of Monsieur Hochon, for reasons which +will be explained when Monsieur Hochon himself comes upon the scene. + +At this particular moment Francois and Baruch (we will call them by +their Christian names for the sake of clearness) were sitting, one on +each side of Max, at the middle of a table that was rather ill lighted +by the fuliginous gleams of four tallow candles of eight to the pound. A +dozen to fifteen bottles of various wines had just been drunk, for only +eleven of the Knights were present. Baruch--whose name indicates pretty +clearly that Calvinism still kept some hold on Issoudun--said to Max, as +the wine was beginning to unloose all tongues,-- + +"You are threatened in your stronghold." + +"What do you mean by that?" asked Max. + +"Why, my grandmother has had a letter from Madame Bridau, who is her +goddaughter, saying that she and her son are coming here. My grandmother +has been getting two rooms ready for them." + +"What's that to me?" said Max, taking up his glass and swallowing the +contents at a gulp with a comic gesture. + +Max was then thirty-four years old. A candle standing near him threw +a gleam upon his soldierly face, lit up his brow, and brought out +admirably his clear skin, his ardent eyes, his black and slightly +curling hair, which had the brilliancy of jet. The hair grew vigorously +upward from the forehead and temples, sharply defining those five +black tongues which our ancestors used to call the "five points." +Notwithstanding this abrupt contrast of black and white, Max's face was +very sweet, owing its charm to an outline like that which Raphael gave +to the faces of his Madonnas, and to a well-cut mouth whose lips smiled +graciously, giving an expression of countenance which Max had made +distinctively his own. The rich coloring which blooms on a Berrichon +cheek added still further to his look of kindly good-humor. When he +laughed heartily, he showed thirty-two teeth worthy of the mouth of a +pretty woman. In height about five feet six inches, the young man was +admirably well-proportioned,--neither too stout nor yet too thin. His +hands, carefully kept, were white and rather handsome; but his feet +recalled the suburb and the foot-soldier of the Empire. Max would +certainly have made a good general of division; he had shoulders that +were worth a fortune to a marshal of France, and a breast broad enough +to wear all the orders of Europe. Every movement betrayed intelligence; +born with grace and charm, like nearly all the children of love, the +noble blood of his real father came out in him. + +"Don't you know, Max," cried the son of a former surgeon-major named +Goddet--now the best doctor in the town--from the other end of the +table, "that Madame Hochon's goddaughter is the sister of Rouget? If she +is coming here with her son, no doubt she means to make sure of getting +the property when he dies, and then--good-by to your harvest!" + +Max frowned. Then, with a look which ran from one face to another all +round the table, he watched the effect of this announcement on the minds +of those present, and again replied,-- + +"What's that to me?" + +"But," said Francois, "I should think that if old Rouget revoked his +will,--in case he has made one in favor of the Rabouilleuse--" + +Here Max cut short his henchman's speech. "I've stopped the mouths of +people who have dared to meddle with you, my dear Francois," he said; +"and this is the way you pay your debts? You use a contemptuous nickname +in speaking of a woman to whom I am known to be attached." + +Max had never before said as much as this about his relations with the +person to whom Francois had just applied a name under which she was +known at Issoudun. The late prisoner at Cabrera--the major of the +grenadiers of the Guard--knew enough of what honor was to judge rightly +as to the causes of the disesteem in which society held him. He had +therefore never allowed any one, no matter who, to speak to him on +the subject of Mademoiselle Flore Brazier, the servant-mistress of +Jean-Jacques Rouget, so energetically termed a "slut" by the respectable +Madame Hochon. Everybody knew it was too ticklish a subject with Max, +ever to speak of it unless he began it; and hitherto he had never begun +it. To risk his anger or irritate him was altogether too dangerous; so +that even his best friends had never joked him about the Rabouilleuse. +When they talked of his liaison with the girl before Major Potel and +Captain Renard, with whom he lived on intimate terms, Potel would +reply,-- + +"If he is the natural brother of Jean-Jacques Rouget where else would +you have him live?" + +"Besides, after all," added Captain Renard, "the girl is a worthless +piece, and if Max does live with her where's the harm?" + +After this merited snub, Francois could not at once catch up the thread +of his ideas; but he was still less able to do so when Max said to him, +gently,-- + +"Go on." + +"Faith, no!" cried Francois. + +"You needn't get angry, Max," said young Goddet; "didn't we agree to +talk freely to each other at Mere Cognette's? Shouldn't we all be mortal +enemies if we remembered outside what is said, or thought, or done here? +All the town calls Flore Brazier the Rabouilleuse; and if Francois did +happen to let the nickname slip out, is that a crime against the Order +of Idleness?" + +"No," said Max, "but against our personal friendship. However, I thought +better of it; I recollected we were in session, and that was why I said, +'Go on.'" + +A deep silence followed. The pause became so embarrassing for the whole +company that Max broke it by exclaiming:-- + +"I'll go on for him," (sensation) "--for all of you," (amazement) "--and +tell you what you are thinking" (profound sensation). "You think +that Flore, the Rabouilleuse, La Brazier, the housekeeper of Pere +Rouget,--for they call him so, that old bachelor, who can never have any +children!--you think, I say, that that woman supplies all my wants +ever since I came back to Issoudun. If I am able to throw three +hundred francs a month to the dogs, and treat you to suppers,--as I do +to-night,--and lend money to all of you, you think I get the gold out +of Mademoiselle Flore Brazier's purse? Well, yes" (profound sensation). +"Yes, ten thousand times yes! Yes, Mademoiselle Brazier is aiming +straight for the old man's property." + +"She gets it from father to son," observed Goddet, in his corner. + +"You think," continued Max, smiling at Goddet's speech, "that I intend +to marry Flore when Pere Rouget dies, and so this sister and her son, of +whom I hear to-night for the first time, will endanger my future?" + +"That's just it," cried Francois. + +"That is what every one thinks who is sitting round this table," said +Baruch. + +"Well, don't be uneasy, friends," answered Max. "Forewarned is +forearmed! Now then, I address the Knights of Idleness. If, to get rid +of these Parisians I need the help of the Order, will you lend me a +hand? Oh! within the limits we have marked out for our fooleries," he +added hastily, perceiving a general hesitation. "Do you suppose I want +to kill them,--poison them? Thank God I'm not an idiot. Besides, if the +Bridaus succeed, and Flore has nothing but what she stands in, I should +be satisfied; do you understand that? I love her enough to prefer her to +Mademoiselle Fichet,--if Mademoiselle Fichet would have me." + +Mademoiselle Fichet was the richest heiress in Issoudun, and the hand +of the daughter counted for much in the reported passion of the younger +Goddet for the mother. Frankness of speech is a pearl of such price that +all the Knights rose to their feet as one man. + +"You are a fine fellow, Max!" + +"Well said, Max; we'll stand by you!" + +"A fig for the Bridaus!" + +"We'll bridle them!" + +"After all, it is only three swains to a shepherdess." + +"The deuce! Pere Lousteau loved Madame Rouget; isn't it better to love a +housekeeper who is not yoked?" + +"If the defunct Rouget was Max's father, the affair is in the family." + +"Liberty of opinion now-a-days!" + +"Hurrah for Max!" + +"Down with all hypocrites!" + +"Here's a health to the beautiful Flore!" + +Such were the eleven responses, acclamations, and toasts shouted forth +by the Knights of Idleness, and characteristic, we may remark, of their +excessively relaxed morality. It is now easy to see what interest Max +had in becoming their grand master. By leading the young men of the best +families in their follies and amusements, and by doing them services, +he meant to create a support for himself when the day for recovering his +position came. He rose gracefully and waved his glass of claret, while +all the others waited eagerly for the coming allocution. + +"As a mark of the ill-will I bear you, I wish you all a mistress who is +equal to the beautiful Flore! As to this irruption of relations, I +don't feel any present uneasiness; and as to the future, we'll see what +comes--" + +"Don't let us forget Fario's cart!" + +"Hang it! that's safe enough!" said Goddet. + +"Oh! I'll engage to settle that business," cried Max. "Be in the +market-place early, all of you, and let me know when the old fellow goes +for his cart." + +It was striking half-past three in the morning as the Knights slipped +out in silence to go to their homes; gliding close to the walls of the +houses without making the least noise, shod as they were in list shoes. +Max slowly returned to the place Saint-Jean, situated in the upper +part of the town, between the port Saint-Jean and the port Vilatte, the +quarter of the rich bourgeoisie. Maxence Gilet had concealed his fears, +but the news had struck home. His experience on the hulks at Cabrera +had taught him a dissimulation as deep and thorough as his corruption. +First, and above all else, the forty thousand francs a year from landed +property which old Rouget owned was, let it be clearly understood, the +constituent element of Max's passion for Flore Brazier. By his present +bearing it is easy to see how much confidence the woman had given him in +the financial future she expected to obtain through the infatuation +of the old bachelor. Nevertheless, the news of the arrival of the +legitimate heirs was of a nature to shake Max's faith in Flore's +influence. Rouget's savings, accumulating during the last seventeen +years, still stood in his own name; and even if the will, which Flore +declared had long been made in her favor, were revoked, these savings +at least might be secured by putting them in the name of Mademoiselle +Brazier. + +"That fool of a girl never told me, in all these seven years, a word +about the sister and nephews!" cried Max, turning from the rue de la +Marmouse into the rue l'Avenier. "Seven hundred and fifty thousand +francs placed with different notaries at Bourges, and Vierzon, and +Chateauroux, can't be turned into money and put into the Funds in a +week, without everybody knowing it in this gossiping place! The most +important thing is to get rid of these relations; as soon as they are +driven away we ought to make haste to secure the property. I must think +it over." + +Max was tired. By the help of a pass-key, he let himself into Pere +Rouget's house, and went to bed without making any noise, saying to +himself,-- + +"To-morrow, my thoughts will be clear." + +It is now necessary to relate where the sultana of the place Saint-Jean +picked up the nickname of "Rabouilleuse," and how she came to be the +quasi-mistress of Jean-Jacques Rouget's home. + +As old Doctor Rouget, the father of Jean-Jacques and Madame Bridau, +advanced in years, he began to perceive the nonentity of his son; he +then treated him harshly, trying to break him into a routine that might +serve in place of intelligence. He thus, though unconsciously, prepared +him to submit to the yoke of the first tyranny that threw its halter +over his head. + +Coming home one day from his professional round, the malignant and +vicious old man came across a bewitching little girl at the edge of some +fields that lay along the avenue de Tivoli. Hearing the horse, the child +sprang up from the bottom of one of the many brooks which are to be +seen from the heights of Issoudun, threading the meadows like ribbons +of silver on a green robe. Naiad-like, she rose suddenly on the doctor's +vision, showing the loveliest virgin head that painters ever dreamed of. +Old Rouget, who knew the whole country-side, did not know this miracle +of beauty. The child, who was half naked, wore a forlorn little +petticoat of coarse woollen stuff, woven in alternate strips of brown +and white, full of holes and very ragged. A sheet of rough writing +paper, tied on by a shred of osier, served her for a hat. Beneath this +paper--covered with pot-hooks and round O's, from which it derived the +name of "schoolpaper"--the loveliest mass of blonde hair that ever a +daughter of Eve could have desired, was twisted up, and held in place +by a species of comb made to comb out the tails of horses. Her pretty +tanned bosom, and her neck, scarcely covered by a ragged fichu which +was once a Madres handkerchief, showed edges of the white skin below the +exposed and sun-burned parts. One end of her petticoat was drawn between +the legs and fastened with a huge pin in front, giving that garment the +look of a pair of bathing drawers. The feet and the legs, which could be +seen through the clear water in which she stood, attracted the eye by a +delicacy which was worthy of a sculptor of the middle ages. The charming +limbs exposed to the sun had a ruddy tone that was not without beauty +of its own. The neck and bosom were worthy of being wrapped in silks and +cashmeres; and the nymph had blue eyes fringed with long lashes, whose +glance might have made a painter or a poet fall upon his knees. The +doctor, enough of an anatomist to trace the exquisite figure, recognized +the loss it would be to art if the lines of such a model were destroyed +by the hard toil of the fields. + +"Where do you come from, little girl? I have never seen you before," +said the old doctor, then sixty-two years of age. This scene took place +in the month of September, 1799. + +"I belong in Vatan," she answered. + +Hearing Rouget's voice, an ill-looking man, standing at some distance +in the deeper waters of the brook, raised his head. "What are you +about, Flore?" he said, "While you are talking instead of catching, the +creatures will get away." + +"Why have you come here from Vatan?" continued the doctor, paying no +heed to the interruption. + +"I am catching crabs for my uncle Brazier here." + +"Rabouiller" is a Berrichon word which admirably describes the thing it +is intended to express; namely, the action of troubling the water of a +brook, making it boil and bubble with a branch whose end-shoots spread +out like a racket. The crabs, frightened by this operation, which they +do not understand, come hastily to the surface, and in their flurry rush +into the net the fisher has laid for them at a little distance. Flore +Brazier held her "rabouilloir" in her hand with the natural grace of +childlike innocence. + +"Has your uncle got permission to hunt crabs?" + +"Hey! are not we all under a Republic that is one and indivisible?" +cried the uncle from his station. + +"We are under a Directory," said the doctor, "and I know of no law which +allows a man to come from Vatan and fish in the territory of Issoudun"; +then he said to Flore, "Have you got a mother, little one!" + +"No, monsieur; and my father is in the asylum at Bourges. He went mad +from a sun-stroke he got in the fields." + +"How much do you earn?" + +"Five sous a day while the season lasts; I catch 'em as far as the +Braisne. In harvest time, I glean; in winter, I spin." + +"You are about twelve years old?" + +"Yes, monsieur." + +"Do you want to come with me? You shall be well fed and well dressed, +and have some pretty shoes." + +"No, my niece will stay with me; I am responsible to God and man for +her," said Uncle Brazier who had come up to them. "I am her guardian, +d'ye see?" + +The doctor kept his countenance and checked a smile which might have +escaped most people at the aspect of the man. The guardian wore a +peasant's hat, rotted by sun and rain, eaten like the leaves of a +cabbage that has harbored several caterpillars, and mended, here and +there, with white thread. Beneath the hat was a dark and sunken face, +in which the mouth, nose, and eyes, seemed four black spots. His forlorn +jacket was a bit of patchwork, and his trousers were of crash towelling. + +"I am Doctor Rouget," said that individual; "and as you are the guardian +of the child, bring her to my house, in the place Saint-Jean. It will +not be a bad day's work for you; nor for her, either." + +Without waiting for an answer, and sure that Uncle Brazier would soon +appear with his pretty "rabouilleuse," Doctor Rouget set spurs to his +horse and returned to Issoudun. He had hardly sat down to dinner, before +his cook announced the arrival of the citoyen and citoyenne Brazier. + +"Sit down," said the doctor to the uncle and niece. + +Flore and her guardian, still barefooted, looked round the doctor's +dining-room with wondering eyes; never having seen its like before. + +The house, which Rouget inherited from the Descoings estate, stands in +the middle of the place Saint-Jean, a so-called square, very long and +very narrow, planted with a few sickly lindens. The houses in this part +of town are better built than elsewhere, and that of the Descoings's was +one of the finest. It stands opposite to the house of Monsieur Hochon, +and has three windows in front on the first storey, and a porte-cochere +on the ground-floor which gives entrance to a courtyard, beyond which +lies the garden. Under the archway of the porte-cochere is the door of +a large hall lighted by two windows on the street. The kitchen is behind +this hall, part of the space being used for a staircase which leads to +the upper floor and to the attic above that. Beyond the kitchen is a +wood-shed and wash-house, a stable for two horses and a coach-house, +over which are some little lofts for the storage of oats, hay, and +straw, where, at that time, the doctor's servant slept. + +The hall which the little peasant and her uncle admired with such wonder +is decorated with wooden carvings of the time of Louis XV., painted +gray, and a handsome marble chimney-piece, over which Flore beheld +herself in a large mirror without any upper division and with a carved +and gilded frame. On the panelled walls of the room, from space to +space, hung several pictures, the spoil of various religious houses, +such as the abbeys of Deols, Issoudun, Saint-Gildas, La Pree, +Chezal-Beniot, Saint-Sulpice, and the convents of Bourges and Issoudun, +which the liberality of our kings had enriched with the precious +gifts of the glorious works called forth by the Renaissance. Among the +pictures obtained by the Descoings and inherited by Rouget, was a Holy +Family by Albano, a Saint-Jerome of Demenichino, a Head of Christ by +Gian Bellini, a Virgin of Leonardo, a Bearing of the Cross by Titian, +which formerly belonged to the Marquis de Belabre (the one who sustained +a siege and had his head cut off under Louis XIII.); a Lazarus of Paul +Veronese, a Marriage of the Virgin by the priest Genois, two church +paintings by Rubens, and a replica of a picture by Perugino, done either +by Perugino himself or by Raphael; and finally, two Correggios and one +Andrea del Sarto. + +The Descoings had culled these treasures from three hundred church +pictures, without knowing their value, and selecting them only for their +good preservation. Many were not only in magnificent frames, but some +were still under glass. Perhaps it was the beauty of the frames and the +value of the glass that led the Descoings to retain the pictures. The +furniture of the room was not wanting in the sort of luxury we prize in +these days, though at that time it had no value in Issoudun. The clock, +standing on the mantle-shelf between two superb silver candlesticks with +six branches, had an ecclesiastical splendor which revealed the hand of +Boulle. The armchairs of carved oak, covered with tapestry-work due to +the devoted industry of women of high rank, would be treasured in these +days, for each was surmounted with a crown and coat-of-arms. Between the +windows stood a rich console, brought from some castle, on whose marble +slab stood an immense China jar, in which the doctor kept his tobacco. +But neither Rouget, nor his son, nor the cook, took the slightest care +of all these treasures. They spat upon a hearth of exquisite delicacy, +whose gilded mouldings were now green with verdigris. A handsome +chandelier, partly of semi-transparent porcelain, was peppered, like the +ceiling from which it hung, with black speckles, bearing witness to the +immunity enjoyed by the flies. The Descoings had draped the windows with +brocatelle curtains torn from the bed of some monastic prior. To the +left of the entrance-door, stood a chest or coffer, worth many thousand +francs, which the doctor now used for a sideboard. + +"Here, Fanchette," cried Rouget to his cook, "bring two glasses; and +give us some of the old wine." + +Fanchette, a big Berrichon countrywoman, who was considered a better +cook than even La Cognette, ran in to receive the order with a celerity +which said much for the doctor's despotism, and something also for her +own curiosity. + +"What is an acre of vineyard worth in your parts?" asked the doctor, +pouring out a glass of wine for Brazier. + +"Three hundred francs in silver." + +"Well, then! leave your niece here as my servant; she shall have three +hundred francs in wages, and, as you are her guardian, you can take +them." + +"Every year?" exclaimed Brazier, with his eyes as wide as saucers. + +"I leave that to your conscience," said the doctor. "She is an orphan; +up to eighteen, she has no right to what she earns." + +"Twelve to eighteen--that's six acres of vineyard!" said the uncle. "Ay, +she's a pretty one, gentle as a lamb, well made and active, and obedient +as a kitten. She were the light o' my poor brother's eyes--" + +"I will pay a year in advance," observed the doctor. + +"Bless me! say two years, and I'll leave her with you, for she'll be +better off with you than with us; my wife beats her, she can't abide +her. There's none but I to stand up for her, and the little saint of a +creature is as innocent as a new-born babe." + +When he heard the last part of this speech, the doctor, struck by the +word "innocent," made a sign to the uncle and took him out into the +courtyard and from thence to the garden; leaving the Rabouilleuse at the +table with Fanchette and Jean-Jacques, who immediately questioned her, +and to whom she naively related her meeting with the doctor. + +"There now, my little darling, good-by," said Uncle Brazier, coming +back and kissing Flore on the forehead; "you can well say I've made your +happiness by leaving you with this kind and worthy father of the poor; +you must obey him as you would me. Be a good girl, and behave nicely, +and do everything he tells you." + +"Get the room over mine ready," said the doctor to Fanchette. "Little +Flore--I am sure she is worthy of the name--will sleep there in future. +To-morrow, we'll send for a shoemaker and a dressmaker. Put another +plate on the table; she shall keep us company." + +That evening, all Issoudun could talk of nothing else than the sudden +appearance of the little "rabouilleuse" in Doctor Rouget's house. In +that region of satire the nickname stuck to Mademoiselle Brazier before, +during, and after the period of her good fortune. + +The doctor no doubt intended to do with Flore Brazier, in a small way, +what Louis XV. did in a large one with Mademoiselle de Romans; but he +was too late about it; Louis XV. was still young, whereas the doctor was +in the flower of old age. From twelve to fourteen, the charming little +Rabouilleuse lived a life of unmixed happiness. Always well-dressed, and +often much better tricked out than the richest girls in Issoudun, she +sported a gold watch and jewels, given by the doctor to encourage her +studies, and she had a master who taught her to read, write, and cipher. +But the almost animal life of the true peasant had instilled into Flore +such deep repugnance to the bitter cup of knowledge, that the doctor +stopped her education at that point. His intentions with regard to the +child, whom he cleansed and clothed, and taught, and formed with a care +which was all the more remarkable because he was thought to be utterly +devoid of tenderness, were interpreted in a variety of ways by the +cackling society of the town, whose gossip often gave rise to fatal +blunders, like those relating to the birth of Agathe and that of Max. It +is not easy for the community of a country town to disentangle the truth +from the mass of conjecture and contradictory reports to which a single +fact gives rise. The provinces insist--as in former days the politicians +of the little Provence at the Tuileries insisted--on full explanations, +and they usually end by knowing everything. But each person clings to +the version of the event which he, or she, likes best; proclaims it, +argues it, and considers it the only true one. In spite of the strong +light cast upon people's lives by the constant spying of a little +town, truth is thus often obscured; and to be recognized, it needs the +impartiality which historians or superior minds acquire by looking at +the subject from a higher point of view. + +"What do you suppose that old gorilla wants at his age with a little +girl only fifteen years old?" society was still saying two years after +the arrival of the Rabouilleuse. + +"Ah! that's true," they answered, "his days of merry-making are long +past." + +"My dear fellow, the doctor is disgusted at the stupidity of his son, +and he persists in hating his daughter Agathe; it may be that he has +been living a decent life for the last two years, intending to marry +little Flore; suppose she were to give him a fine, active, strapping +boy, full of life like Max?" said one of the wise heads of the town. + +"Bah! don't talk nonsense! After such a life as Rouget and Lousteau led +from 1770 to 1787, is it likely that either of them would have children +at sixty-five years of age? The old villain has read the Scriptures, if +only as a doctor, and he is doing as David did in his old age; that's +all." + +"They say that Brazier, when he is drunk, boasts in Vatan that he +cheated him," cried one of those who always believed the worst of +people. + +"Good heavens! neighbor; what won't they say at Issoudun?" + +From 1800 to 1805, that is, for five years, the doctor enjoyed all the +pleasures of educating Flore without the annoyances which the ambitions +and pretensions of Mademoiselle de Romans inflicted, it is said, on +Louis le Bien-Aime. The little Rabouilleuse was so satisfied when she +compared the life she led at the doctor's with that she would have led +at her uncle Brazier's, that she yielded no doubt to the exactions of +her master as if she had been an Eastern slave. With due deference to +the makers of idylls and to philanthropists, the inhabitants of the +provinces have very little idea of certain virtues; and their scruples +are of a kind that is roused by self-interest, and not by any sentiment +of the right or the becoming. Raised from infancy with no prospect +before them but poverty and ceaseless labor, they are led to consider +anything that saves them from the hell of hunger and eternal toil as +permissible, particularly if it is not contrary to any law. Exceptions +to this rule are rare. Virtue, socially speaking, is the companion of a +comfortable life, and comes only with education. + +Thus the Rabouilleuse was an object of envy to all the young +peasant-girls within a circuit of ten miles, although her conduct, from +a religious point of view, was supremely reprehensible. Flore, born in +1787, grew up in the midst of the saturnalias of 1793 and 1798, whose +lurid gleams penetrated these country regions, then deprived of priests +and faith and altars and religious ceremonies; where marriage was +nothing more than legal coupling, and revolutionary maxims left a deep +impression. This was markedly the case at Issoudun, a land where, as we +have seen, revolt of all kinds is traditional. In 1802, Catholic worship +was scarcely re-established. The Emperor found it a difficult matter +to obtain priests. In 1806, many parishes all over France were still +widowed; so slowly were the clergy, decimated by the scaffold, gathered +together again after their violent dispersion. + +In 1802, therefore, nothing was likely to reproach Flore Brazier, unless +it might be her conscience; and conscience was sure to be weaker than +self-interest in the ward of Uncle Brazier. If, as everybody chose to +suppose, the cynical doctor was compelled by his age to respect a child +of fifteen, the Rabouilleuse was none the less considered very "wide +awake," a term much used in that region. Still, some persons thought +she could claim a certificate of innocence from the cessation of the +doctor's cares and attentions in the last two years of his life, during +which time he showed her something more than coldness. + +Old Rouget had killed too many people not to know when his own end was +nigh; and his notary, finding him on his death-bed, draped as it +were, in the mantle of encyclopaedic philosophy, pressed him to make a +provision in favor of the young girl, then seventeen years old. + +"So I do," he said, cynically; "my death sets her at liberty." + +This speech paints the nature of the old man. Covering his evil doings +with witty sayings, he obtained indulgence for them, in a land where +wit is always applauded,--especially when addressed to obvious +self-interest. In those words the notary read the concentrated hatred +of a man whose calculations had been balked by Nature herself, and who +revenged himself upon the innocent object of an impotent love. This +opinion was confirmed to some extent by the obstinate resolution of the +doctor to leave nothing to the Rabouilleuse, saying with a bitter smile, +when the notary again urged the subject upon him,-- + +"Her beauty will make her rich enough!" + + + + +CHAPTER IX + +Jean-Jacques Rouget did not mourn his father, though Flore Brazier did. +The old doctor had made his son extremely unhappy, especially since +he came of age, which happened in 1791; but he had given the little +peasant-girl the material pleasures which are the ideal of happiness to +country-folk. When Fanchette asked Flore, after the funeral, "Well, what +is to become of you, now that monsieur is dead?" Jean-Jacques's eyes +lighted up, and for the first time in his life his dull face grew +animated, showed feeling, and seemed to brighten under the rays of a +thought. + +"Leave the room," he said to Fanchette, who was clearing the table. + +At seventeen, Flore retained that delicacy of feature and form, that +distinction of beauty which attracted the doctor, and which women of the +world know how to preserve, though it fades among the peasant-girls +like the flowers of the field. Nevertheless, the tendency to embonpoint, +which handsome countrywomen develop when they no longer live a life +of toil and hardship in the fields and in the sunshine, was already +noticeable about her. Her bust had developed. The plump white shoulders +were modelled on rich lines that harmoniously blended with those of the +throat, already showing a few folds of flesh. But the outline of the +face was still faultless, and the chin delicate. + +"Flore," said Jean-Jacques, in a trembling voice, "you feel at home in +this house?" + +"Yes, Monsieur Jean." + +As the heir was about to make his declaration, he felt his tongue +stiffen at the recollection of the dead man, just put away in his grave, +and a doubt seized him as to what lengths his father's benevolence might +have gone. Flore, who was quite unable even to suspect his simplicity +of mind, looked at her future master and waited for a time, expecting +Jean-Jacques to go on with what he was saying; but she finally left +him without knowing what to think of such obstinate silence. Whatever +teaching the Rabouilleuse may have received from the doctor, it was many +a long day before she finally understood the character of Jean-Jacques, +whose history we now present in a few words. + +At the death of his father, Jacques, then thirty-seven, was as timid and +submissive to paternal discipline as a child of twelve years old. That +timidity ought to explain his childhood, youth, and after-life to those +who are reluctant to admit the existence of such characters, or such +facts as this history relates,--though proofs of them are, alas, common +everywhere, even among princes; for Sophie Dawes was taken by the last +of the Condes under worse circumstances than the Rabouilleuse. There are +two species of timidity,--the timidity of the mind, and the timidity +of the nerves; a physical timidity, and a moral timidity. The one is +independent of the other. The body may fear and tremble, while the mind +is calm and courageous, or vice versa. This is the key to many moral +eccentricities. When the two are united in one man, that man will be a +cipher all his life; such double-sided timidity makes him what we call +"an imbecile." Often fine suppressed qualities are hidden within that +imbecile. To this double infirmity we may, perhaps, owe the lives of +certain monks who lived in ecstasy; for this unfortunate moral and +physical disposition is produced quite as much by the perfection of the +soul and of the organs, as by defects which are still unstudied. + +The timidity of Jean-Jacques came from a certain torpor of his +faculties, which a great teacher or a great surgeon, like Despleins, +would have roused. In him, as in the cretins, the sense of love +had inherited a strength and vigor which were lacking to his mental +qualities, though he had mind enough to guide him in ordinary affairs. +The violence of passion, stripped of the ideal in which most young men +expend it, only increased his timidity. He had never brought himself to +court, as the saying is, any woman in Issoudun. Certainly no young girl +or matron would make advances to a young man of mean stature, awkward +and shame-faced in attitude; whose vulgar face, with its flattened +features and pallid skin, making him look old before his time, was +rendered still more hideous by a pair of large and prominent light-green +eyes. The presence of a woman stultified the poor fellow, who was driven +by passion on the one hand as violently as the lack of ideas, resulting +from his education, held him back on the other. Paralyzed between these +opposing forces, he had not a word to say, and feared to be spoken to, +so much did he dread the obligation of replying. Desire, which usually +sets free the tongue, only petrified his powers of speech. Thus it +happened that Jean-Jacques Rouget was solitary and sought solitude +because there alone he was at his ease. + +The doctor had seen, too late for remedy, the havoc wrought in his son's +life by a temperament and a character of this kind. He would have been +glad to get him married; but to do that, he must deliver him over to +an influence that was certain to become tyrannical, and the doctor +hesitated. Was it not practically giving the whole management of the +property into the hands of a stranger, some unknown girl? The doctor +knew how difficult it was to gain true indications of the moral +character of a woman from any study of a young girl. So, while he +continued to search for a daughter-in-law whose sentiments and education +offered some guarantees for the future, he endeavored to push his +son into the ways of avarice; meaning to give the poor fool a sort of +instinct that might eventually take the place of intelligence. + +He trained him, in the first place, to mechanical habits of life; and +instilled into him fixed ideas as to the investment of his revenues: and +he spared him the chief difficulties of the management of a fortune, +by leaving his estates all in good order, and leased for long periods. +Nevertheless, a fact which was destined to be of paramount importance in +the life of the poor creature escaped the notice of the wily old doctor. +Timidity is a good deal like dissimulation, and is equally secretive. +Jean-Jacques was passionately in love with the Rabouilleuse. Nothing, of +course, could be more natural. Flore was the only woman who lived in the +bachelor's presence, the only one he could see at his ease; and at all +hours he secretly contemplated her and watched her. To him, she was the +light of his paternal home; she gave him, unknown to herself, the only +pleasures that brightened his youth. Far from being jealous of his +father, he rejoiced in the education the old man was giving to Flore: +would it not make her all he wanted, a woman easy to win, and to whom, +therefore, he need pay no court? The passion, observe, which is able +to reflect, gives even to ninnies, fools, and imbeciles a species of +intelligence, especially in youth. In the lowest human creature we find +an animal instinct whose persistency resembles thought. + +The next day, Flore, who had been reflecting on her master's silence, +waited in expectation of some momentous communication; but although he +kept near her, and looked at her on the sly with passionate glances, +Jean-Jacques still found nothing to say. At last, when the dessert was +on the table, he recommenced the scene of the night before. + +"You like your life here?" he said to Flore. + +"Yes, Monsieur Jean." + +"Well, stay here then." + +"Thank you, Monsieur Jean." + +This strange situation lasted three weeks. One night, when no sound +broke the stillness of the house, Flore, who chanced to wake up, +heard the regular breathing of human lungs outside her door, and was +frightened to discover Jean-Jacques, crouched like a dog on the landing. + +"He loves me," she thought; "but he will get the rheumatism if he keeps +up that sort of thing." + +The next day Flore looked at her master with a certain expression. This +mute almost instinctive love had touched her; she no longer thought +the poor ninny so ugly, though his forehead was crowned with pimples +resembling ulcers, the signs of a vitiated blood. + +"You don't want to go back and live in the fields, do you?" said +Jean-Jacques when they were alone. + +"Why do you ask me that?" she said, looking at him. + +"To know--" replied Rouget, turning the color of a boiled lobster. + +"Do you wish to send me back?" she asked. + +"No, mademoiselle." + +"Well, what is it you want to know? You have some reason--" + +"Yes, I want to know--" + +"What?" said Flore. + +"You won't tell me?" exclaimed Rouget. + +"Yes I will, on my honor--" + +"Ah! that's it," returned Rouget, with a frightened air. "Are you an +honest girl?" + +"I'll take my oath--" + +"Are you, truly?" + +"Don't you hear me tell you so?" + +"Come; are you the same as you were when your uncle brought you here +barefooted?" + +"A fine question, faith!" cried Flore, blushing. + +The heir lowered his head and did not raise it again. Flore, amazed at +such an encouraging sign from a man who had been overcome by a fear of +that nature, left the room. + +Three days later, at the same hour (for both seemed to regard the +dessert as a field of battle), Flore spoke first, and said to her +master,-- + +"Have you anything against me?" + +"No, mademoiselle," he answered, "No--" (a pause) "On the contrary." + +"You seemed annoyed the other day to hear I was an honest girl." + +"No, I only wished to know--" (a pause) "But you would not tell me--" + +"On my word!" she said, "I will tell you the whole truth." + +"The whole truth about--my father?" he asked in a strangled voice. + +"Your father," she said, looking full into her master's eye, "was a +worthy man--he liked a joke--What of that?--there was nothing in it. +But, poor dear man, it wasn't the will that was wanting. The truth is, +he had some spite against you, I don't know what, and he meant--oh! he +meant you harm. Sometimes he made me laugh; but there! what of that?" + +"Well, Flore," said the heir, taking her hand, "as my father was nothing +to you--" + +"What did you suppose he was to me?" she cried, as if offended by some +unworthy suspicion. + +"Well, but just listen--" + +"He was my benefactor, that was all. Ah! he would have liked to make me +his wife, but--" + +"But," said Rouget, taking the hand which Flore had snatched away from +him, "if he was nothing to you you can stay here with me, can't you?" + +"If you wish it," she said, dropping her eyes. + +"No, no! if you wish it, you!" exclaimed Rouget. "Yes, you shall +be--mistress here. All that is here shall be yours; you shall take care +of my property, it is almost yours now--for I love you; I have always +loved you since the day you came and stood there--there!--with bare +feet." + +Flore made no answer. When the silence became embarrassing, Jean-Jacques +had recourse to a terrible argument. + +"Come," he said, with visible warmth, "wouldn't it be better than +returning to the fields?" + +"As you will, Monsieur Jean," she answered. + +Nevertheless, in spite of her "as you will," Jean-Jacques got no +further. Men of his nature want certainty. The effort that they make in +avowing their love is so great, and costs them so much, that they feel +unable to go on with it. This accounts for their attachment to the first +woman who accepts them. We can only guess at circumstances by results. +Ten months after the death of his father, Jean-Jacques changed +completely; his leaden face cleared, and his whole countenance breathed +happiness. Flore exacted that he should take minute care of his person, +and her own vanity was gratified in seeing him well-dressed; she always +stood on the sill of the door, and watched him starting for a walk, +until she could see him no longer. The whole town noticed these changes, +which had made a new man of the bachelor. + +"Have you heard the news?" people said to each other in Issoudun. + +"What is it?" + +"Jean-Jacques inherits everything from his father, even the +Rabouilleuse." + +"Don't you suppose the old doctor was wicked enough to provide a ruler +for his son?" + +"Rouget has got a treasure, that's certain," said everybody. + +"She's a sly one! She is very handsome, and she will make him marry +her." + +"What luck that girl has had, to be sure!" + +"The luck that only comes to pretty girls." + +"Ah, bah! do you believe that? look at my uncle Borniche-Herau. You have +heard of Mademoiselle Ganivet? she was as ugly as seven capital sins, +but for all that, she got three thousand francs a year out of him." + +"Yes, but that was in 1778." + +"Still, Rouget is making a mistake. His father left him a good forty +thousand francs' income, and he ought to marry Mademoiselle Herau." + +"The doctor tried to arrange it, but she would not consent; Jean-Jacques +is so stupid--" + +"Stupid! why women are very happy with that style of man." + +"Is your wife happy?" + +Such was the sort of tattle that ran through Issoudun. If people, +following the use and wont of the provinces, began by laughing at this +quasi-marriage, they ended by praising Flore for devoting herself to +the poor fellow. We now see how it was that Flore Brazier obtained the +management of the Rouget household,--from father to son, as young Goddet +had said. It is desirable to sketch the history of that management for +the edification of old bachelors. + +Fanchette, the cook, was the only person in Issoudun who thought it +wrong that Flore Brazier should be queen over Jean-Jacques Rouget and +his home. She protested against the immorality of the connection, and +took a tone of injured virtue; the fact being that she was humiliated +by having, at her age, a crab-girl for a mistress,--a child who had been +brought barefoot into the house. Fanchette owned three hundred francs +a year in the Funds, for the doctor made her invest her savings in that +way, and he had left her as much more in an annuity; she could therefore +live at her ease without the necessity of working, and she quitted the +house nine months after the funeral of her old master, April 15, 1806. +That date may indicate, to a perspicacious observer, the epoch at which +Flore Brazier ceased to be an honest girl. + +The Rabouilleuse, clever enough to foresee Fanchette's probable +defection,--there is nothing like the exercise of power for teaching +policy,--was already resolved to do without a servant. For six months +she had studied, without seeming to do so, the culinary operations that +made Fanchette a cordon-bleu worthy of cooking for a doctor. In the +matter of choice living, doctors are on a par with bishops. The doctor +had brought Fanchette's talents to perfection. In the provinces the lack +of occupation and the monotony of existence turn all activity of mind +towards the kitchen. People do not dine as luxuriously in the country +as they do in Paris, but they dine better; the dishes are meditated upon +and studied. In rural regions we often find some Careme in petticoats, +some unrecognized genius able to serve a simple dish of haricot-beans +worthy of the nod with which Rossini welcomed a perfectly-rendered +measure. + +When studying for his degree in Paris, the doctor had followed a +course of chemistry under Rouelle, and had gathered some ideas which he +afterwards put to use in the chemistry of cooking. His memory is famous +in Issoudun for certain improvements little known outside of Berry. It +was he who discovered that an omelette is far more delicate when the +whites and the yolks are not beaten together with the violence which +cooks usually put into the operation. He considered that the whites +should be beaten to a froth and the yolks gently added by degrees; +moreover a frying-pan should never be used, but a "cagnard" of porcelain +or earthenware. The "cagnard" is a species of thick dish standing on +four feet, so that when it is placed on the stove the air circulates +underneath and prevents the fire from cracking it. In Touraine the +"cagnard" is called a "cauquemarre." Rabelais, I think, speaks of a +"cauquemarre" for cooking cockatrice eggs, thus proving the antiquity of +the utensil. The doctor had also found a way to prevent the tartness +of browned butter; but his secret, which unluckily he kept to his own +kitchen, has been lost. + +Flore, a born fryer and roaster, two qualities that can never be +acquired by observation nor yet by labor, soon surpassed Fanchette. In +making herself a cordon-bleu she was thinking of Jean-Jacques's comfort; +though she was, it must be owned, tolerably dainty. Incapable, like all +persons without education, of doing anything with her brains, she spent +her activity upon household matters. She rubbed up the furniture till +it shone, and kept everything about the house in a state of cleanliness +worthy of Holland. She managed the avalanches of soiled linen and the +floods of water that go by the name of "the wash," which was done, +according to provincial usage, three times a year. She kept a +housewifely eye to the linen, and mended it carefully. Then, desirous +of learning little by little the secret of the family property, she +acquired the very limited business knowledge which Rouget possessed, +and increased it by conversations with the notary of the late doctor, +Monsieur Heron. Thus instructed, she gave excellent advice to her +little Jean-Jacques. Sure of being always mistress, she was as eager and +solicitous about the old bachelor's interests as if they had been her +own. She was not obliged to guard against the exactions of her uncle, +for two months before the doctor's death Brazier died of a fall as he +was leaving a wine-shop, where, since his rise in fortune, he spent most +of his time. Flore had also lost her father; thus she served her master +with all the affection which an orphan, thankful to make herself a home +and a settlement in life, would naturally feel. + +This period of his life was paradise to poor Jean-Jacques, who now +acquired the gentle habits of an animal, trained into a sort of monastic +regularity. He slept late. Flore, who was up at daybreak attending to +her housekeeping, woke him so that he should find his breakfast ready as +soon as he had finished dressing. After breakfast, about eleven o'clock, +Jean-Jacques went to walk; talked with the people he met, and came home +at three in the afternoon to read the papers,--those of the department, +and a journal from Paris which he received three days after publication, +well greased by the thirty hands through which it came, browned by the +snuffy noses that had pored over it, and soiled by the various tables +on which it had lain. The old bachelor thus got through the day until +it was time for dinner; over that meal he spent as much time as it was +possible to give to it. Flore told him the news of the town, repeating +the cackle that was current, which she had carefully picked up. Towards +eight o'clock the lights were put out. Going to bed early is a saving +of fire and candles very commonly practised in the provinces, which +contributes no doubt to the empty-mindedness of the inhabitants. Too +much sleep dulls and weakens the brain. + +Such was the life of these two persons during a period of nine years, +the great events of which were a few journeys to Bourges, Vierzon, +Chateauroux, or somewhat further, if the notaries of those towns and +Monsieur Heron had no investments ready for acceptance. Rouget lent his +money at five per cent on a first mortgage, with release of the wife's +rights in case the owner was married. He never lent more than a third of +the value of the property, and required notes payable to his order for +an additional interest of two and a half per cent spread over the whole +duration of the loan. Such were the rules his father had told him to +follow. Usury, that clog upon the ambition of the peasantry, is the +destroyer of country regions. This levy of seven and a half per cent +seemed, therefore, so reasonable to the borrowers that Jean-Jacques +Rouget had his choice of investments; and the notaries of the different +towns, who got a fine commission for themselves from clients for whom +they obtained money on such good terms, gave due notice to the old +bachelor. + +During these nine years Flore obtained in the long run, insensibly and +without aiming for it, an absolute control over her master. From the +first, she treated him very familiarly; then, without failing him in +proper respect, she so far surpassed him in superiority of mind and +force of character that he became in fact the servant of his servant. +Elderly child that he was, he met this mastery half-way by letting Flore +take such care of him that she treated him more as a mother would a +son; and he himself ended by clinging to her with the feeling of a child +dependent on a mother's protection. But there were other ties between +them not less tightly knotted. In the first place, Flore kept the +house and managed all its business. Jean-Jacques left everything to the +crab-girl so completely that life without her would have seemed to him +not only difficult, but impossible. In every way, this woman had become +the one need of his existence; she indulged all his fancies, for she +knew them well. He loved to see her bright face always smiling at +him,--the only face that had ever smiled upon him, the only one to which +he could look for a smile. This happiness, a purely material happiness, +expressed in the homely words which come readiest to the tongue in a +Berrichon household, and visible on the fine countenance of the young +woman, was like a reflection of his own inward content. The state into +which Jean-Jacques was thrown when Flore's brightness was clouded over +by some passing annoyance revealed to the girl her power over him, and, +to make sure of it, she sometimes liked to use it. Using such power +means, with women of her class, abusing it. The Rabouilleuse, no doubt, +made her master play some of those scenes buried in the mysteries of +private life, of which Otway gives a specimen in the tragedy of "Venice +Preserved," where the scene between the senator and Aquilina is the +realization of the magnificently horrible. Flore felt so secure of her +power that, unfortunately for her, and for the bachelor himself, it did +not occur to her to make him marry her. + +Towards the close of 1815, Flore, who was then twenty-seven, had reached +the perfect development of her beauty. Plump and fresh, and white as +a Norman countrywoman, she was the ideal of what our ancestors used to +call "a buxom housewife." Her beauty, always that of a handsome +barmaid, though higher in type and better kept, gave her a likeness +to Mademoiselle George in her palmy days, setting aside the latter's +imperial dignity. Flore had the dazzling white round arms, the ample +modelling, the satiny textures of the skin, the alluring though less +rigidly correct outlines of the great actress. Her expression was one +of sweetness and tenderness; but her glance commanded less respect than +that of the noblest Agrippina that ever trod the French stage since the +days of Racine: on the contrary, it evoked a vulgar joy. In 1816 the +Rabouilleuse saw Maxence Gilet, and fell in love with him at first +sight. Her heart was cleft by the mythological arrow,--admirable +description of an effect of nature which the Greeks, unable to conceive +the chivalric, ideal, and melancholy love begotten of Christianity, +could represent in no other way. Flore was too handsome to be disdained, +and Max accepted his conquest. + +Thus, at twenty-eight years of age, the Rabouilleuse felt for the first +time a true love, an idolatrous love, the love which includes all ways +of loving,--that of Gulnare and that of Medora. As soon as the penniless +officer found out the respective situations of Flore and Jean-Jacques +Rouget, he saw something more desirable than an "amourette" in an +intimacy with the Rabouilleuse. He asked nothing better for his future +prosperity than to take up his abode at the Rouget's, recognizing +perfectly the feeble nature of the old bachelor. Flore's passion +necessarily affected the life and household affairs of her master. For +a month the old man, now grown excessively timid, saw the laughing and +kindly face of his mistress change to something terrible and gloomy +and sullen. He was made to endure flashes of angry temper purposely +displayed, precisely like a married man whose wife is meditating an +infidelity. When, after some cruel rebuff, he nerved himself to ask +Flore the reason of the change, her eyes were so full of hatred, and +her voice so aggressive and contemptuous, that the poor creature quailed +under them. + +"Good heavens!" she cried; "you have neither heart nor soul! Here's +sixteen years that I have spent my youth in this house, and I have only +just found out that you have got a stone there (striking her breast). +For two months you have seen before your eyes that brave captain, a +victim of the Bourbons, who was cut out for a general, and is down in +the depths of poverty, hunted into a hole of a place where there's no +way to make a penny of money! He's forced to sit on a stool all day in +the mayor's office to earn--what? Six hundred miserable francs,--a +fine thing, indeed! And here are you, with six hundred and fifty-nine +thousand well invested, and sixty thousand francs' income,--thanks +to me, who never spend more than three thousand a year, everything +included, even my own clothes, yes, everything!--and you never think of +offering him a home here, though there's the second floor empty! +You'd rather the rats and mice ran riot in it than put a human being +there,--and he a lad your father always allowed to be his own son! Do +you want to know what you are? I'll tell you,--a fratricide! And I know +why, too. You see I take an interest in him, and that provokes you. +Stupid as you seem, you have got more spite in you than the spitefullest +of men. Well, yes! I do take an interest in him, and a keen one--" + +"But, Flore--" + +"'_But, Flore_', indeed! What's that got to do with it? You may go and +find another Flore (if you can!), for I hope this glass of wine may +poison me if I don't get away from your dungeon of a house. I haven't, +God be thanked! cost you one penny during the twelve years I've been +with you, and you have had the pleasure of my company into the bargain. +I could have earned my own living anywhere with the work that I've +done here,--washing, ironing, looking after the linen, going to market, +cooking, taking care of your interests before everything, slaving myself +to death from morning till night,--and this is my reward!" + +"But, Flore--" + +"Oh, yes, '_Flore_'! find another Flore, if you can, at your time of +life, fifty-one years old, and getting feeble,--for the way your health +is failing is frightful, I know that! and besides, you are none too +amusing--" + +"But, Flore--" + +"Let me alone!" + +She went out, slamming the door with a violence that echoed through the +house, and seemed to shake it to its foundations. Jean-Jacques softly +opened the door and went, still more softly, into the kitchen where she +was muttering to herself. + +"But, Flore," said the poor sheep, "this is the first time I have heard +of this wish of yours; how do you know whether I will agree to it or +not?" + +"In the first place," she said, "there ought to be a man in the house. +Everybody knows you have ten, fifteen, twenty thousand francs here; if +they came to rob you we should both be murdered. For my part, I don't +care to wake up some fine morning chopped in quarters, as happened to +that poor servant-girl who was silly enough to defend her master. Well! +if the robbers knew there was a man in the house as brave as Caesar +and who wasn't born yesterday,--for Max could swallow three burglars as +quick as a flash,--well, then I should sleep easy. People may tell you a +lot of stuff,--that I love him, that I adore him,--and some say this and +some say that! Do you know what you ought to say? You ought to answer +that you know it; that your father told you on his deathbed to take care +of his poor Max. That will stop people's tongues; for every stone in +Issoudun can tell you he paid Max's schooling--and so! Here's nine years +that I have eaten your bread--" + +"Flore,--Flore!" + +"--and many a one in this town has paid court to me, I can tell you! +Gold chains here, and watches there,--what don't they offer me? 'My +little Flore,' they say, 'why won't you leave that old fool of a +Rouget,'--for that's what they call you. 'I leave him!' I always answer, +'a poor innocent like that? I think I see myself! what would become of +him? No, no, where the kid is tethered, let her browse--'" + +"Yes, Flore; I've none but you in this world, and you make me happy. +If it will give you pleasure, my dear, well, we will have Maxence Gilet +here; he can eat with us--" + +"Heavens! I should hope so!" + +"There, there! don't get angry--" + +"Enough for one is enough for two," she answered laughing. "I'll tell +you what you can do, my lamb, if you really mean to be kind; you must go +and walk up and down near the Mayor's office at four o'clock, and manage +to meet Monsieur Gilet and invite him to dinner. If he makes excuses, +tell him it will give me pleasure; he is too polite to refuse. And after +dinner, at dessert, if he tells you about his misfortunes, and the hulks +and so forth--for you can easily get him to talk about all that--then +you can make him the offer to come and live here. If he makes any +objection, never mind, I shall know how to settle it." + +Walking slowly along the boulevard Baron, the old celibate reflected, +as much as he had the mind to reflect, over this incident. If he were +to part from Flore (the mere thought confused him) where could he find +another woman? Should he marry? At his age he should be married for his +money, and a legitimate wife would use him far more cruelly than Flore. +Besides, the thought of being deprived of her tenderness, even if it +were a mere pretence, caused him horrible anguish. He was therefore as +polite to Captain Gilet as he knew how to be. The invitation was given, +as Flore had requested, before witnesses, to guard the hero's honor from +all suspicion. + +A reconciliation took place between Flore and her master; but from that +day forth Jean-Jacques noticed many a trifle that betokened a total +change in his mistress's affections. For two or three weeks Flore +Brazier complained to the tradespeople in the markets, and to the women +with whom she gossiped, about Monsieur Rouget's tyranny,--how he had +taken it into his head to invite his self-styled natural brother to live +with him. No one, however, was taken in by this comedy; and Flore was +looked upon as a wonderfully clever and artful creature. Old Rouget +really found himself very comfortable after Max became the master of +his house; for he thus gained a companion who paid him many attentions, +without, however, showing any servility. Gilet talked, discussed +politics, and sometimes went to walk with Rouget. After Max was fairly +installed, Flore did not choose to do the cooking; she said it spoiled +her hands. At the request of the grand master of the Order of the +Knights of Idleness, Mere Cognette produced one of her relatives, an +old maid whose master, a curate, had lately died without leaving her +anything,--an excellent cook, withal,--who declared she would devote +herself for life or death to Max and Flore. In the name of the two +powers, Mere Cognette promised her an annuity of three hundred francs a +year at the end of ten years, if she served them loyally, honestly, +and discreetly. The Vedie, as she was called, was noticeable for a face +deeply pitted by the small-pox, and correspondingly ugly. + +After the new cook had entered upon her duties, the Rabouilleuse took +the title of Madame Brazier. She wore corsets; she had silk, or +handsome woollen and cotton dresses, according to the season, expensive +neckerchiefs, embroidered caps and collars, lace ruffles at her throat, +boots instead of shoes, and, altogether, adopted a richness and elegance +of apparel which renewed the youthfulness of her appearance. She was +like a rough diamond, that needed cutting and mounting by a jeweller to +bring out its full value. Her desire was to do honor to Max. At the end +of the first year, in 1817, she brought a horse, styled English, from +Bourges, for the poor cavalry captain, who was weary of going afoot. Max +had picked up in the purlieus of Issoudun an old lancer of the Imperial +Guard, a Pole named Kouski, now very poor, who asked nothing better than +to quarter himself in Monsieur Rouget's house as the captain's servant. +Max was Kouski's idol, especially after the duel with the three +royalists. So, from 1817, the household of the old bachelor was made up +of five persons, three of whom were masters, and the expenses advanced +to about eight thousand francs a year. + + + + +CHAPTER X + +At the time when Madame Bridau returned to Issoudun to save--as Maitre +Desroches expressed it--an inheritance that was seriously threatened, +Jean-Jacques Rouget had reached by degrees a condition that was +semi-vegetative. In the first place, after Max's instalment, Flore put +the table on an episcopal footing. Rouget, thrown in the way of good +living, ate more and still more, enticed by the Vedie's excellent +dishes. He grew no fatter, however, in spite of this abundant and +luxurious nourishment. From day to day he weakened like a worn-out +man,--fatigued, perhaps, with the effort of digestion,--and his eyes had +dark circles around them. Still, when his friends and neighbors met him +in his walks and questioned him about his health, he always answered +that he was never better in his life. As he had always been thought +extremely deficient in mind, people did not notice the constant lowering +of his faculties. His love for Flore was the one thing that kept +him alive; in fact, he existed only for her, and his weakness in her +presence was unbounded; he obeyed the creature's mere look, and watched +her movements as a dog watches every gesture of his master. In short, as +Madame Hochon remarked, at fifty-seven years of age he seemed older than +Monsieur Hochon, an octogenarian. + +Every one will suppose, and with reason, that Max's _appartement_ was +worthy of so charming a fellow. In fact, in the course of six years our +captain had by degrees perfected the comfort of his abode and adorned +every detail of it, as much for his own pleasure as for Flore's. But it +was, after all, only the comfort and luxury of Issoudun,--colored tiles, +rather elegant wallpapers, mahogany furniture, mirrors in gilt frames, +muslin curtains with red borders, a bed with a canopy, and draperies +arranged as the provincial upholsterers arrange them for a rich bride; +which in the eyes of Issoudun seemed the height of luxury, but are so +common in vulgar fashion-plates that even the petty shopkeepers in Paris +have discarded them at their weddings. One very unusual thing appeared, +which caused much talk in Issoudun, namely, a rush-matting on the +stairs, no doubt to muffle the sound of feet. In fact, though Max was +in the habit of coming in at daybreak, he never woke any one, and +Rouget was far from suspecting that his guest was an accomplice in the +nocturnal performances of the Knights of Idleness. + +About eight o'clock the next morning, Flore, wearing a dressing-gown +of some pretty cotton stuff with narrow pink stripes, a lace cap on her +head, and her feet in furred slippers, softly opened the door of Max's +chamber; seeing that he slept, she remained standing beside the bed. + +"He came in so late!" she said to herself. "It was half-past three. He +must have a good constitution to stand such amusements. Isn't he strong, +the dear love! I wonder what they did last night." + +"Oh, there you are, my little Flore!" said Max, waking like a +soldier trained by the necessities of war to have his wits and his +self-possession about him the instant that he waked, however suddenly it +might happen. + +"You are sleepy; I'll go away." + +"No, stay; there's something serious going on." + +"Were you up to some mischief last night?" + +"Ah, bah! It concerns you and me and that old fool. You never told me +he had a family! Well, his family are coming,--coming here,--no doubt to +turn us out, neck and crop." + +"Ah! I'll shake him well," said Flore. + +"Mademoiselle Brazier," said Max gravely, "things are too serious for +giddiness. Send me my coffee; I'll take it in bed, where I'll think over +what we had better do. Come back at nine o'clock, and we'll talk about +it. Meanwhile, behave as if you had heard nothing." + +Frightened at the news, Flore left Max and went to make his coffee; but +a quarter of an hour later, Baruch burst into Max's bedroom, crying out +to the grand master,-- + +"Fario is hunting for his barrow!" + +In five minutes Max was dressed and in the street, and though he +sauntered along with apparent indifference, he soon reached the foot of +the tower embankment, where he found quite a collection of people. + +"What is it?" asked Max, making his way through the crowd and reaching +the Spaniard. + +Fario was a withered little man, as ugly as though he were a +blue-blooded grandee. His fiery eyes, placed very close to his nose +and piercing as a gimlet, would have won him the name of a sorcerer in +Naples. He seemed gentle because he was calm, quiet, and slow in his +movements; and for this reason people commonly called him "goodman +Fario." But his skin--the color of gingerbread--and his softness of +manner only hid from stupid eyes, and disclosed to observing ones, the +half-Moorish nature of a peasant of Granada, which nothing had as yet +roused from its phlegmatic indolence. + +"Are you sure," Max said to him, after listening to his grievance, +"that you brought your cart to this place? for, thank God, there are no +thieves in Issoudun." + +"I left it just there--" + +"If the horse was harnessed to it, hasn't he drawn it somewhere." + +"Here's the horse," said Fario, pointing to the animal, which stood +harnessed thirty feet away. + +Max went gravely up to the place where the horse stood, because from +there the bottom of the tower at the top of the embankment could be +seen,--the crowd being at the foot of the mound. Everybody followed Max, +and that was what the scoundrel wanted. + +"Has anybody thoughtlessly put a cart in his pocket?" cried Francois. + +"Turn out your pockets, all of you!" said Baruch. + +Shouts of laughter resounded on all sides. Fario swore. Oaths, with a +Spaniard, denote the highest pitch of anger. + +"Was your cart light?" asked Max. + +"Light!" cried Fario. "If those who laugh at me had it on their feet, +their corns would never hurt them again." + +"Well, it must be devilishly light," answered Max, "for look there!" +pointing to the foot of the tower; "it has flown up the embankment." + +At these words all eyes were lifted to the spot, and for a moment there +was a perfect uproar in the market-place. Each man pointed at the barrow +bewitched, and all their tongues wagged. + +"The devil makes common cause with the inn-keepers," said Goddet to the +astonished Spaniard. "He means to teach you not to leave your cart about +in the streets, but to put it in the tavern stables." + +At this speech the crowd hooted, for Fario was thought to be a miser. + +"Come, my good fellow," said Max, "don't lose heart. We'll go up to the +tower and see how your barrow got there. Thunder and cannon! we'll lend +you a hand! Come along, Baruch." + +"As for you," he whispered to Francois, "get the people to stand back, +and make sure there is nobody at the foot of the embankment when you see +us at the top." + +Fario, Max, Baruch, and three other knights climbed to the foot of the +tower. During the rather perilous ascent Max and Fario noticed that no +damage to the embankment, nor even trace of the passage of the barrow, +could be seen. Fario began to imagine witchcraft, and lost his head. +When they reached the top and examined into the matter, it really seemed +a thing impossible that the cart had got there. + +"How shall I ever get it down?" said the Spaniard, whose little eyes +began for the first time to show fear; while his swarthy yellow face, +which seemed as it if could never change color, whitened. + +"How?" said Max. "Why, that's not difficult." + +And taking advantage of the Spaniard's stupefaction, he raised the +barrow by the shafts with his robust arms and prepared to fling it +down, calling in thundering tones as it left his grasp, "Look out there, +below!" + +No accident happened, for the crowd, persuaded by Francois and eaten up +with curiosity, had retired to a distance from which they could see more +clearly what went on at the top of the embankment. The cart was dashed +to an infinite number of pieces in a very picturesque manner. + +"There! you have got it down," said Baruch. + +"Ah, brigands! ah, scoundrels!" cried Fario; "perhaps it was you who +brought it up here!" + +Max, Baruch, and their three comrades began to laugh at the Spaniard's +rage. + +"I wanted to do you a service," said Max coolly, "and in handling the +damned thing I came very near flinging myself after it; and this is how +you thank me, is it? What country do you come from?" + +"I come from a country where they never forgive," replied Fario, +trembling with rage. "My cart will be the cab in which you shall drive +to the devil!--unless," he said, suddenly becoming as meek as a lamb, +"you will give me a new one." + +"We will talk about that," said Max, beginning to descend. + +When they reached the bottom and met the first hilarious group, Max took +Fario by the button of his jacket and said to him,-- + +"Yes, my good Fario, I'll give you a magnificent cart, if you will give +me two hundred and fifty francs; but I won't warrant it to go, like this +one, up a tower." + +At this last jest Fario became as cool as though he were making a +bargain. + +"Damn it!" he said, "give me the wherewithal to replace my barrow, and +it will be the best use you ever made of old Rouget's money." + +Max turned livid; he raised his formidable fist to strike Fario; but +Baruch, who knew that the blow would descend on others besides the +Spaniard, plucked the latter away like a feather and whispered to Max,-- + +"Don't commit such a folly!" + +The grand master, thus called to order, began to laugh and said to +Fario,-- + +"If I, by accident, broke your barrow, and you in return try to slander +me, we are quits." + +"Not yet," muttered Fario. "But I am glad to know what my barrow was +worth." + +"Ah, Max, you've found your match!" said a spectator of the scene, who +did not belong to the Order of Idleness. + +"Adieu, Monsieur Gilet. I haven't thanked you yet for lending me a +hand," cried the Spaniard, as he kicked the sides of his horse and +disappeared amid loud hurrahs. + +"We will keep the tires of the wheels for you," shouted a wheelwright, +who had come to inspect the damage done to the cart. + +One of the shafts was sticking upright in the ground, as straight as a +tree. Max stood by, pale and thoughtful, and deeply annoyed by Fario's +speech. For five days after this, nothing was talked of in Issoudun but +the tale of the Spaniard's barrow; it was even fated to travel abroad, +as Goddet remarked,--for it went the round of Berry, where the speeches +of Fario and Max were repeated, and at the end of a week the affair, +greatly to the Spaniard's satisfaction, was still the talk of the three +departments and the subject of endless gossip. In consequence of the +vindictive Spaniard's terrible speech, Max and the Rabouilleuse became +the object of certain comments which were merely whispered in +Issoudun, though they were spoken aloud in Bourges, Vatan, Vierzon, and +Chateauroux. Maxence Gilet knew enough of that region of the country to +guess how envenomed such comments would become. + +"We can't stop their tongues," he said at last. "Ah! I did a foolish +thing!" + +"Max!" said Francois, taking his arm. "They are coming to-night." + +"They! Who!" + +"The Bridaus. My grandmother has just had a letter from her +goddaughter." + +"Listen, my boy," said Max in a low voice. "I have been thinking +deeply of this matter. Neither Flore nor I ought to seem opposed to the +Bridaus. If these heirs are to be got rid of, it is for you Hochons +to drive them out of Issoudun. Find out what sort of people they are. +To-morrow at Mere Cognette's, after I've taken their measure, we can +decide what is to be done, and how we can set your grandfather against +them." + +"The Spaniard found the flaw in Max's armor," said Baruch to his cousin +Francois, as they turned into Monsieur Hochon's house and watched their +comrade entering his own door. + +While Max was thus employed, Flore, in spite of her friend's advice, was +unable to restrain her wrath; and without knowing whether she would +help or hinder Max's plans, she burst forth upon the poor bachelor. When +Jean-Jacques incurred the anger of his mistress, the little attentions +and vulgar fondlings which were all his joy were suddenly suppressed. +Flore sent her master, as the children say, into disgrace. No more +tender glances, no more of the caressing little words in various tones +with which she decked her conversation,--"my kitten," "my old darling," +"my bibi," "my rat," etc. A "you," cold and sharp and ironically +respectful, cut like the blade of a knife through the heart of the +miserable old bachelor. The "you" was a declaration of war. Instead +of helping the poor man with his toilet, handing him what he wanted, +forestalling his wishes, looking at him with the sort of admiration +which all women know how to express, and which, in some cases, the +coarser it is the better it pleases,--saying, for instance, "You look as +fresh as a rose!" or, "What health you have!" "How handsome you are, +my old Jean!"--in short, instead of entertaining him with the lively +chatter and broad jokes in which he delighted, Flore left him to dress +alone. If he called her, she answered from the foot of the staircase, +"I can't do everything at once; how can I look after your breakfast and +wait upon you up there? Are not you big enough to dress your own self?" + +"Oh, dear! what have I done to displease her?" the old man asked himself +that morning, as he got one of these rebuffs after calling for his +shaving-water. + +"Vedie, take up the hot water," cried Flore. + +"Vedie!" exclaimed the poor man, stupefied with fear of the anger that +was crushing him. "Vedie, what is the matter with Madame this morning?" + +Flore Brazier required her master and Vedie and Kouski and Max to call +her Madame. + +"She seems to have heard something about you which isn't to your +credit," answered Vedie, assuming an air of deep concern. "You are doing +wrong, monsieur. I'm only a poor servant-woman, and you may say I have +no right to poke my nose into your affairs; but I do say you may search +through all the women in the world, like that king in holy Scripture, +and you won't find the equal of Madame. You ought to kiss the ground she +steps on. Goodness! if you make her unhappy, you'll only spoil your own +life. There she is, poor thing, with her eyes full of tears." + +Vedie left the poor man utterly cast down; he dropped into an armchair +and gazed into vacancy like the melancholy imbecile that he was, and +forgot to shave. These alternations of tenderness and severity worked +upon this feeble creature whose only life was through his amorous fibre, +the same morbid effect which great changes from tropical heat to arctic +cold produce upon the human body. It was a moral pleurisy, which wore +him out like a physical disease. Flore alone could thus affect him; for +to her, and to her alone, he was as good as he was foolish. + +"Well, haven't you shaved yet?" she said, appearing at his door. + +Her sudden presence made the old man start violently; and from being +pale and cast down he grew red for an instant, without, however, daring +to complain of her treatment. + +"Your breakfast is waiting," she added. "You can come down as you are, +in dressing-gown and slippers; for you'll breakfast alone, I can tell +you." + +Without waiting for an answer, she disappeared. To make him breakfast +alone was the punishment he dreaded most; he loved to talk to her as +he ate his meals. When he got to the foot of the staircase he was taken +with a fit of coughing; for emotion excited his catarrh. + +"Cough away!" said Flore in the kitchen, without caring whether he heard +her or not. "Confound the old wretch! he is able enough to get over +it without bothering others. If he coughs up his soul, it will only be +after--" + +Such were the amenities the Rabouilleuse addressed to Rouget when she +was angry. The poor man sat down in deep distress at a corner of the +table in the middle of the room, and looked at his old furniture and the +old pictures with a disconsolate air. + +"You might at least have put on a cravat," said Flore. "Do you think it +is pleasant for people to see such a neck as yours, which is redder and +more wrinkled than a turkey's?" + +"But what have I done?" he asked, lifting his big light-green eyes, full +of tears, to his tormentor, and trying to face her hard countenance. + +"What have you done?" she exclaimed. "As if you didn't know? Oh, what a +hypocrite! Your sister Agathe--who is as much your sister as I am sister +of the tower of Issoudun, if one's to believe your father, and who has +no claim at all upon you--is coming here from Paris with her son, a +miserable two-penny painter, to see you." + +"My sister and my nephews coming to Issoudun!" he said, bewildered. + +"Oh, yes! play the surprised, do; try to make me believe you didn't +send for them! sewing your lies with white bread, indeed! Don't fash +yourself; we won't trouble your Parisians--before they set their feet in +this house, we shall have shaken the dust of it off ours. Max and I will +be gone, never to return. As for your will, I'll tear it in quarters +under your nose, and to your very beard--do you hear? Leave your +property to your family, if you don't think we are your family; and then +see if you'll be loved for yourself by a lot of people who have not seen +you for thirty years,--who in fact have never seen you! Is it that sort +of sister who can take my place? A pinchbeck saint!" + +"If that's all, my little Flore," said the old man, "I won't receive +my sister, or my nephews. I swear to you this is the first word I +have heard of their coming. It is all got up by that Madame Hochon--a +sanctimonious old--" + +Max, who had overheard old Rouget's words, entered suddenly, and said in +a masterful tone,-- + +"What's all this?" + +"My good Max," said the old man, glad to get the protection of the +soldier who, by agreement with Flore, always took his side in a dispute, +"I swear by all that is most sacred, that I now hear this news for the +first time. I have never written to my sister; my father made me promise +not to leave her any of my property; to leave it to the Church sooner +than to her. Well, I won't receive my sister Agathe to this house, or +her sons--" + +"Your father was wrong, my dear Jean-Jacques, and Madame Brazier is +still more wrong," answered Max. "Your father no doubt had his reasons, +but he is dead, and his hatred should die with him. Your sister is your +sister, and your nephews are your nephews. You owe it to yourself to +welcome them, and you owe it to us as well. What would people say in +Issoudun? Thunder! I've got enough upon my shoulders as it is, without +hearing people say that we shut you up and don't allow you a will of +your own, or that we influence you against your relations and are trying +to get hold of your property. The devil take me if I don't pull up +stakes and be off, if that sort of calumny is to be flung at me! the +other is bad enough! Let's eat our breakfast." + +Flore, who was now as mild as a weasel, helped Vedie to set the table. +Old Rouget, full of admiration for Max, took him by both hands and led +him into the recess of a window, saying in a low voice:-- + +"Ah! Max, if I had a son, I couldn't love him better than I love you. +Flore is right: you two are my real family. You are a man of honor, Max, +and what you have just said is true." + +"You ought to receive and entertain your sister and her son, but not +change the arrangements you have made about your property," said Max. +"In that way you will do what is right in the eyes of the world, and yet +keep your promise to your father." + +"Well! my dear loves!" cried Flore, gayly, "the salmi is getting +cold. Come, my old rat, here's a wing for you," she said, smiling on +Jean-Jacques. + +At the words, the long-drawn face of the poor creature lost its +cadaverous tints, the smile of a Theriaki flickered on his pendent lips; +but he was seized with another fit of coughing; for the joy of being +taken back to favor excited as violent an emotion as the punishment +itself. Flore rose, pulled a little cashmere shawl from her own +shoulders, and tied it round the old man's throat, exclaiming: "How +silly to put yourself in such a way about nothing. There, you old goose, +that will do you good; it has been next my heart--" + +"What a good creature!" said Rouget to Max, while Flore went to fetch a +black velvet cap to cover the nearly bald head of the old bachelor. + +"As good as she is beautiful"; answered Max, "but she is quick-tempered, +like all people who carry their hearts in their hands." + +The baldness of this sketch may displease some, who will think the +flashes of Flore's character belong to the sort of realism which a +painter ought to leave in shadow. Well! this scene, played again and +again with shocking variations, is, in its coarse way and its horrible +veracity, the type of such scenes played by women on whatever rung of +the social ladder they are perched, when any interest, no matter what, +draws them from their own line of obedience and induces them to grasp +at power. In their eyes, as in those of politicians, all means to an end +are justifiable. Between Flore Brazier and a duchess, between a +duchess and the richest bourgeoise, between a bourgeoise and the most +luxuriously kept mistress, there are no differences except those of the +education they have received, and the surroundings in which they live. +The pouting of a fine lady is the same thing as the violence of a +Rabouilleuse. At all levels, bitter sayings, ironical jests, cold +contempt, hypocritical complaints, false quarrels, win as much success +as the low outbursts of this Madame Everard of Issoudun. + +Max began to relate, with much humor, the tale of Fario and his barrow, +which made the old man laugh. Vedie and Kouski, who came to listen, +exploded in the kitchen, and as to Flore, she laughed convulsively. +After breakfast, while Jean-Jacques read the newspapers (for they +subscribed to the "Constitutionel" and the "Pandore"), Max carried Flore +to his own quarters. + +"Are you quite sure he has not made any other will since the one in +which he left the property to you?" + +"He hasn't anything to write with," she answered. + +"He might have dictated it to some notary," said Max; "we must look out +for that. Therefore it is well to be cordial to the Bridaus, and at the +same time endeavor to turn those mortgages into money. The notaries will +be only too glad to make the transfers; it is grist to their mill. The +Funds are going up; we shall conquer Spain, and deliver Ferdinand VII. +and the Cortez, and then they will be above par. You and I could make a +good thing out of it by putting the old fellow's seven hundred and fifty +thousand francs into the Funds at eighty-nine. Only you must try to get +it done in your name; it will be so much secured anyhow." + +"A capital idea!" said Flore. + +"And as there will be an income of fifty thousand francs from eight +hundred and ninety thousand, we must make him borrow one hundred and +forty thousand francs for two years, to be paid back in two instalments. +In two years, we shall get one hundred thousand francs _in_ Paris, and +ninety thousand here, and risk nothing." + +"If it were not for you, my handsome Max, what would become of me now?" +she said. + +"Oh! to-morrow night at Mere Cognette's, after I have seen the +Parisians, I shall find a way to make the Hochons themselves get rid of +them." + +"Ah! what a head you've got, my angel! You are a love of a man." + +The place Saint-Jean is at the centre of a long street called at +the upper end the rue Grand Narette, and at the lower the rue Petite +Narette. The word "Narette" is used in Berry to express the same lay +of the land as the Genoese word "salita" indicates,--that is to say, a +steep street. The Grand Narette rises rapidly from the place Saint-Jean +to the port Vilatte. The house of old Monsieur Hochon is exactly +opposite that of Jean-Jacques Rouget. From the windows of the room where +Madame Hochon usually sat, it was easy to see what went on at the Rouget +household, and vice versa, when the curtains were drawn back or the +doors were left open. The Hochon house was like the Rouget house, and +the two were doubtless built by the same architect. Monsieur Hochon, +formerly tax-collector at Selles in Berry, born, however, at Issoudun, +had returned to his native place and married the sister of the +sub-delegate, the gay Lousteau, exchanging his office at Selles for +another of the same kind at Issoudun. Having retired before 1787, he +escaped the dangers of the Revolution, to whose principles, however, he +firmly adhered, like all other "honest men" who howl with the winners. +Monsieur Hochon came honestly by the reputation of miser, but it would +be mere repetition to sketch him here. A single specimen of the avarice +which made him famous will suffice to make you see Monsieur Hochon as he +was. + +At the wedding of his daughter, now dead, who married a Borniche, it was +necessary to give a dinner to the Borniche family. The bridegroom, +who was heir to a large fortune, had suffered great mortification from +having mismanaged his property, and still more because his father and +mother refused to help him out. The old people, who were living at the +time of the marriage, were delighted to see Monsieur Hochon step in as +guardian,--for the purpose, of course, of making his daughter's dowry +secure. On the day of the dinner, which was given to celebrate the +signing of the marriage contract, the chief relations of the two +families were assembled in the salon, the Hochons on one side, the +Borniches on the other,--all in their best clothes. While the contract +was being solemnly read aloud by young Heron, the notary, the cook came +into the room and asked Monsieur Hochon for some twine to truss up the +turkey,--an essential feature of the repast. The old man dove into the +pocket of his surtout, pulled out an end of string which had evidently +already served to tie up a parcel, and gave it to her; but before she +could leave the room he called out, "Gritte, mind you give it back to +me!" (Gritte is the abbreviation used in Berry for Marguerite.) + +From year to year old Hochon grew more petty in his meanness, and more +penurious; and at this time he was eighty-five years old. He belonged to +the class of men who stop short in the street, in the middle of a lively +dialogue, and stoop to pick up a pin, remarking, as they stick it in +the sleeve of their coat, "There's the wife's stipend." He complained +bitterly of the poor quality of the cloth manufactured now-a-days, and +called attention to the fact that his coat had lasted only ten years. +Tall, gaunt, thin, and sallow; saying little, reading little, and doing +nothing to fatigue himself; as observant of forms as an oriental,--he +enforced in his own house a discipline of strict abstemiousness, +weighing and measuring out the food and drink of the family, which, +indeed, was rather numerous, and consisted of his wife, nee Lousteau, +his grandson Borniche with a sister Adolphine, the heirs of old +Borniche, and lastly, his other grandson, Francois Hochon. + +Hochon's eldest son was taken by the draft of 1813, which drew in the +sons of well-to-do families who had escaped the regular conscription, +and were now formed into a corps styled the "guards of honor." This +heir-presumptive, who was killed at Hanau, had married early in life a +rich woman, intending thereby to escape all conscriptions; but after he +was enrolled, he wasted his substance, under a presentiment of his end. +His wife, who followed the army at a distance, died at Strasburg +in 1814, leaving debts which her father-in-law Hochon refused to +pay,--answering the creditors with an axiom of ancient law, "Women are +minors." + +The house, though large, was scantily furnished; on the second floor, +however, there were two rooms suitable for Madame Bridau and Joseph. Old +Hochon now repented that he had kept them furnished with two beds, +each bed accompanied by an old armchair of natural wood covered with +needlework, and a walnut table, on which figured a water-pitcher of the +wide-mouthed kind called "gueulard," standing in a basin with a blue +border. The old man kept his winter store of apples and pears, medlars +and quinces on heaps of straw in these rooms, where the rats and mice +ran riot, so that they exhaled a mingled odor of fruit and vermin. +Madame Hochon now directed that everything should be cleaned; the +wall-paper, which had peeled off in places, was fastened up again with +wafers; and she decorated the windows with little curtains which she +pieced together from old hoards of her own. Her husband having refused +to let her buy a strip of drugget, she laid down her own bedside carpet +for her little Agathe,--"Poor little thing!" as she called the mother, +who was now over forty-seven years old. Madame Hochon borrowed two +night-tables from a neighbor, and boldly hired two chests of drawers +with brass handles from a dealer in second-hand furniture who lived next +to Mere Cognette. She herself had preserved two pairs of candlesticks, +carved in choice woods by her own father, who had the "turning" mania. +From 1770 to 1780 it was the fashion among rich people to learn a trade, +and Monsieur Lousteau, the father, was a turner, just as Louis XVI. was +a locksmith. These candlesticks were ornamented with circlets made of +the roots of rose, peach, and apricot trees. Madame Hochon actually +risked the use of her precious relics! These preparations and this +sacrifice increased old Hochon's anxiety; up to this time he had not +believed in the arrival of the Bridaus. + +The morning of the day that was celebrated by the trick on Fario, Madame +Hochon said to her husband after breakfast:-- + +"I hope, Hochon, that you will receive my goddaughter, Madame Bridau, +properly." Then, after making sure that her grandchildren were out of +hearing, she added: "I am mistress of my own property; don't oblige me +to make up to Agathe in my will for any incivility on your part." + +"Do you think, madame," answered Hochon, in a mild voice, "that, at my +age, I don't know the forms of decent civility?" + +"You know very well what I mean, you crafty old thing! Be friendly to +our guests, and remember that I love Agathe." + +"And you love Maxence Gilet also, who is getting the property away from +your dear Agathe! Ah! you've warmed a viper in your bosom there; but +after all, the Rouget money is bound to go to a Lousteau." + +After making this allusion to the supposed parentage and both Max and +Agathe, Hochon turned to leave the room; but old Madame Hochon, a woman +still erect and spare, wearing a round cap with ribbon knots and her +hair powdered, a taffet petticoat of changeable colors like a pigeon's +breast, tight sleeves, and her feet in high-heeled slippers, deposited +her snuff-box on a little table, and said:-- + +"Really, Monsieur Hochon, how can a man of your sense repeat absurdities +which, unhappily, cost my poor friend her peace of mind, and Agathe the +property which she ought to have had from her father. Max Gilet is not +the son of my brother, whom I often advised to save the money he +paid for him. You know as well as I do that Madame Rouget was virtue +itself--" + +"And the daughter takes after her; for she strikes me as uncommonly +stupid. After losing all her fortune, she brings her sons up so well +that here is one in prison and likely to be brought up on a criminal +indictment before the Court of Peers for a conspiracy worthy of Berton. +As for the other, he is worse off; he's a painter. If your proteges are +to stay here till they have extricated that fool of a Rouget from the +claws of Gilet and the Rabouilleuse, we shall eat a good deal more than +half a measure of salt with them." + +"That's enough, Monsieur Hochon; you had better wish they may not have +two strings to their bow." + +Monsieur Hochon took his hat, and his cane with an ivory knob, and went +away petrified by that terrible speech; for he had no idea that his wife +could show such resolution. Madame Hochon took her prayer-book to read +the service, for her advanced age prevented her from going daily to +church; it was only with difficulty that she got there on Sundays and +holidays. Since receiving her goddaughter's letter she had added a +petition to her usual prayers, supplicating God to open the eyes of +Jean-Jacques Rouget, and to bless Agathe and prosper the expedition +into which she herself had drawn her. Concealing the fact from her +grandchildren, whom she accused of being "parpaillots," she had asked +the curate to say a mass for Agathe's success during a neuvaine which +was being held by her granddaughter, Adolphine Borniche, who thus made +her prayers in church by proxy. + +Adolphine, then eighteen,--who for the last seven years had sewed at +the side of her grandmother in that cold household of monotonous and +methodical customs,--had undertaken her neuvaine all the more willingly +because she hoped to inspire some feeling in Joseph Bridau, in whom +she took the deepest interest because of the monstrosities which her +grandfather attributed in her hearing to the young Parisian. + +All the old people and sensible people of the town, and the fathers +of families approved of Madame Hochon's conduct in receiving her +goddaughter; and their good wishes for the latter's success were in +proportion to the secret contempt with which the conduct of Maxence +Gilet had long inspired them. Thus the news of the arrival of Rouget's +sister and nephew raised two parties in Issoudun,--that of the higher +and older bourgeoisie, who contented themselves with offering good +wishes and in watching events without assisting them, and that of the +Knights of Idleness and the partisans of Max, who, unfortunately, were +capable of committing many high-handed outrages against the Parisians. + + + + +CHAPTER XI + +Agathe and Joseph arrived at the coach-office of the Messageries-Royales +in the place Misere at three o'clock. Though tired with the journey, +Madame Bridau felt her youth revive at sight of her native land, where +at every step she came upon memories and impressions of her girlish +days. In the then condition of public opinion in Issoudun, the arrival +of the Parisians was known all over the town in ten minutes. Madame +Hochon came out upon her doorstep to welcome her godchild, and kissed +her as though she were really a daughter. After seventy-two years of +a barren and monotonous existence, exhibiting in their retrospect the +graves of her three children, all unhappy in their lives, and all dead, +she had come to feel a sort of fictitious motherhood for the young girl +whom she had, as she expressed it, carried in her pouch for sixteen +years. Through the gloom of provincial life the old woman had cherished +this early friendship, this girlish memory, as closely as if Agathe +had remained near her, and she had also taken the deepest interest in +Bridau. Agathe was led in triumph to the salon where Monsieur Hochon was +stationed, chilling as a tepid oven. + +"Here is Monsieur Hochon; how does he seem to you?" asked his wife. + +"Precisely the same as when I last saw him," said the Parisian woman. + +"Ah! it is easy to see you come from Paris; you are so complimentary," +remarked the old man. + +The presentations took place: first, young Baruch Borniche, a tall youth +of twenty-two; then Francois Hochon, twenty-four; and lastly little +Adolphine, who blushed and did not know what to do with her arms; she +was anxious not to seem to be looking at Joseph Bridau, who in his turn +was narrowly observed, though from different points of view, by the two +young men and by old Hochon. The miser was saying to himself, "He is +just out of the hospital; he will be as hungry as a convalescent." The +young men were saying, "What a head! what a brigand! we shall have our +hands full!" + +"This is my son, the painter; my good Joseph," said Agathe at last, +presenting the artist. + +There was an effort in the accent that she put upon the word "good," +which revealed the mother's heart, whose thoughts were really in the +prison of the Luxembourg. + +"He looks ill," said Madame Hochon; "he is not at all like you." + +"No, madame," said Joseph, with the brusque candor of an artist; "I am +like my father, and very ugly at that." + +Madame Hochon pressed Agathe's hand which she was holding, and glanced +at her as much as to say, "Ah! my child; I understand now why you prefer +your good-for-nothing Philippe." + +"I never saw your father, my dear boy," she said aloud; "it is enough +to make me love you that you are your mother's son. Besides, you have +talent, so the late Madame Descoings used to write to me; she was the +only one of late years who told me much about you." + +"Talent!" exclaimed the artist, "not as yet; but with time and patience +I may win fame and fortune." + +"By painting?" said Monsieur Hochon ironically. + +"Come, Adolphine," said Madame Hochon, "go and see about dinner." + +"Mother," said Joseph, "I will attend to the trunks which they are +bringing in." + +"Hochon," said the grandmother to Francois, "show the rooms to Monsieur +Bridau." + +As the dinner was to be served at four o'clock and it was now only half +past three, Baruch rushed into the town to tell the news of the Bridau +arrival, describe Agathe's dress, and more particularly to picture +Joseph, whose haggard, unhealthy, and determined face was not unlike the +ideal of a brigand. That evening Joseph was the topic of conversation in +all the households of Issoudun. + +"That sister of Rouget must have seen a monkey before her son was born," +said one; "he is the image of a baboon." + +"He has the face of a brigand and the eyes of a basilisk." + +"All artists are like that." + +"They are as wicked as the red ass, and as spiteful as monkeys." + +"It is part of their business." + +"I have just seen Monsieur Beaussier, and he says he would not like to +meet him in a dark wood; he saw him in the diligence." + +"He has got hollows over the eyes like a horse, and he laughs like a +maniac." + +"The fellow looks as though he were capable of anything; perhaps it's +his fault that his brother, a fine handsome man they tell me, has gone +to the bad. Poor Madame Bridau doesn't seem as if she were very happy +with him." + +"Suppose we take advantage of his being here, and have our portraits +painted?" + +The result of all these observations, scattered through the town was, +naturally, to excite curiosity. All those who had the right to visit the +Hochons resolved to call that very night and examine the Parisians. The +arrival of these two persons in the stagnant town was like the falling +of a beam into a community of frogs. + +After stowing his mother's things and his own into the two attic +chambers, which he examined as he did so, Joseph took note of the silent +house, where the walls, the stair-case, the wood-work, were devoid of +decoration and humid with frost, and where there was literally nothing +beyond the merest necessaries. He felt the brusque transition from his +poetic Paris to the dumb and arid province; and when, coming downstairs, +he chanced to see Monsieur Hochon cutting slices of bread for each +person, he understood, for the first time in his life, Moliere's +Harpagon. + +"We should have done better to go to an inn," he said to himself. + +The aspect of the dinner confirmed his apprehensions. After a soup whose +watery clearness showed that quantity was more considered than quality, +the bouilli was served, ceremoniously garnished with parsley; the +vegetables, in a dish by themselves, being counted into the items of the +repast. The bouilli held the place of honor in the middle of the table, +accompanied with three other dishes: hard-boiled eggs on sorrel opposite +to the vegetables; then a salad dressed with nut-oil to face little cups +of custard, whose flavoring of burnt oats did service as vanilla, which +it resembles much as coffee made of chiccory resembles mocha. Butter and +radishes, in two plates, were at each end of the table; pickled +gherkins and horse-radish completed the spread, which won Madam Hochon's +approbation. The good old woman gave a contented little nod when she saw +that her husband had done things properly, for the first day at least. +The old man answered with a glance and a shrug of his shoulders, which +it was easy to translate into-- + +"See the extravagances you force me to commit!" + +As soon as Monsieur Hochon had, as it were, slivered the bouilli into +slices, about as thick as the sole of a dancing-shoe, that dish was +replaced by another, containing three pigeons. The wine was of the +country, vintage 1811. On a hint from her grandmother, Adolphine had +decorated each end of the table with a bunch of flowers. + +"At Rome as the Romans do," thought the artist, looking at the table, +and beginning to eat,--like a man who had breakfasted at Vierzon, at six +o'clock in the morning, on an execrable cup of coffee. When Joseph had +eaten up all his bread and asked for more, Monsieur Hochon rose, slowly +searched in the pocket of his surtout for a key, unlocked a cupboard +behind him, broke off a section of a twelve-pound loaf, carefully cut a +round of it, then divided the round in two, laid the pieces on a plate, +and passed the plate across the table to the young painter, with the +silence and coolness of an old soldier who says to himself on the eve of +battle, "Well, I can meet death." Joseph took the half-slice, and fully +understood that he was not to ask for any more. No member of the +family was the least surprised at this extraordinary performance. The +conversation went on. Agathe learned that the house in which she was +born, her father's house before he inherited that of the old Descoings, +had been bought by the Borniches; she expressed a wish to see it once +more. + +"No doubt," said her godmother, "the Borniches will be here this +evening; we shall have half the town--who want to examine you," she +added, turning to Joseph, "and they will all invite you to their +houses." + +Gritte, who in spite of her sixty years, was the only servant of the +house, brought in for dessert the famous ripe cheese of Touraine and +Berry, made of goat's milk, whose mouldy discolorations so distinctly +reproduce the pattern of the vine-leaves on which it is served, that +Touraine ought to have invented the art of engraving. On either side of +these little cheeses Gritte, with a company air, placed nuts and some +time-honored biscuits. + +"Well, Gritte, the fruit?" said Madame Hochon. + +"But, madame, there is none rotten," answered Gritte. + +Joseph went off into roars of laughter, as though he were among his +comrades in the atelier; for he suddenly perceived that the parsimony of +eating only the fruits which were beginning to rot had degenerated into +a settled habit. + +"Bah! we can eat them all the same," he exclaimed, with the heedless +gayety of a man who will have his say. + +"Monsieur Hochon, pray get some," said the old lady. + +Monsieur Hochon, much incensed at the artist's speech, fetched some +peaches, pears, and Saint Catherine plums. + +"Adolphine, go and gather some grapes," said Madame Hochon to her +granddaughter. + +Joseph looked at the two young men as much as to say: "Is it to such +high living as this that you owe your healthy faces?" + +Baruch understood the keen glance and smiled; for he and his cousin +Hochon were behaving with much discretion. The home-life was of less +importance to youths who supped three times the week at Mere Cognette's. +Moreover, just before dinner, Baruch had received notice that the grand +master convoked the whole Order at midnight for a magnificent supper, in +the course of which a great enterprise would be arranged. The feast of +welcome given by old Hochon to his guests explains how necessary were +the nocturnal repasts at the Cognette's to two young fellows blessed +with good appetites, who, we may add, never missed any of them. + +"We will take the liqueur in the salon," said Madame Hochon, rising and +motioning to Joseph to give her his arm. As they went out before the +others, she whispered to the painter:-- + +"Eh! my poor boy; this dinner won't give you an indigestion; but I had +hard work to get it for you. It is always Lent here; you will get enough +just to keep life in you, and no more. So you must bear it patiently." + +The kind-heartedness of the old woman, who thus drew her own +predicament, pleased the artist. + +"I have lived fifty years with that man, without ever hearing +half-a-dozen gold pieces chink in my purse," she went on. "Oh! if I did +not hope that you might save your property, I would never have brought +you and your mother into my prison." + +"But how can you survive it?" cried Joseph naively, with the gayety +which a French artist never loses. + +"Ah, you may well ask!" she said. "I pray." + +Joseph quivered as he heard the words, which raised the old woman so +much in his estimation that he stepped back a little way to look into +her face; it was radiant with so tender a serenity that he said to +her,-- + +"Let me paint your portrait." + +"No, no," she answered, "I am too weary of life to wish to remain here +on canvas." + +Gayly uttering the sad words, she opened a closet, and brought out a +flask containing ratafia, a domestic manufacture of her own, the receipt +for which she obtained from the far-famed nuns to whom is also due +the celebrated cake of Issoudun,--one of the great creations of French +confectionery; which no chef, cook, pastry-cook, or confectioner +has ever been able to reproduce. Monsieur de Riviere, ambassador at +Constantinople, ordered enormous quantities every year for the Seraglio. + +Adolphine held a lacquer tray on which were a number of little old +glasses with engraved sides and gilt edges; and as her mother filled +each of them, she carried it to the company. + +"It seems as though my father's turn were coming round!" exclaimed +Agathe, to whom this immutable provincial custom recalled the scenes of +her youth. + +"Hochon will go to his club presently to read the papers, and we shall +have a little time to ourselves," said the old lady in a low voice. + +In fact, ten minutes later, the three women and Joseph were alone in the +salon, where the floor was never waxed, only swept, and the worsted-work +designs in oaken frames with grooved mouldings, and all the other plain +and rather dismal furniture seemed to Madame Bridau to be in exactly the +same state as when she had left Issoudun. Monarchy, Revolution, Empire, +and Restoration, which respected little, had certainly respected this +room where their glories and their disasters had left not the slightest +trace. + +"Ah! my godmother, in comparison with your life, mine has been cruelly +tried," exclaimed Madame Bridau, surprised to find even a canary which +she had known when alive, stuffed, and standing on the mantleshelf +between the old clock, the old brass brackets, and the silver +candlesticks. + +"My child," said the old lady, "trials are in the heart. The greater +and more necessary the resignation, the harder the struggle with our +own selves. But don't speak of me, let us talk of your affairs. You are +directly in front of the enemy," she added, pointing to the windows of +the Rouget house. + +"They are sitting down to dinner," said Adolphine. + +The young girl, destined for a cloister, was constantly looking out of +the window, in hopes of getting some light upon the enormities imputed +to Maxence Gilet, the Rabouilleuse, and Jean-Jacques, of which a few +words reached her ears whenever she was sent out of the room that others +might talk about them. The old lady now told her granddaughter to leave +her alone with Madame Bridau and Joseph until the arrival of visitors. + +"For," she said, turning to the Parisians, "I know my Issoudun by heart; +we shall have ten or twelve batches of inquisitive folk here to-night." + +In fact Madame Hochon had hardly related the events and the details +concerning the astounding influence obtained by Maxence Gilet and the +Rabouilleuse over Jean-Jacques Rouget (without, of course, following the +synthetical method with which they have been presented here), adding the +many comments, descriptions, and hypotheses with which the good and evil +tongues of the town embroidered them, before Adolphine announced +the approach of the Borniche, Beaussier, Lousteau-Prangin, Fichet, +Goddet-Herau families; in all, fourteen persons looming in the distance. + +"You now see, my dear child," said the old lady, concluding her tale, +"that it will not be an easy matter to get this property out of the jaws +of the wolf--" + +"It seems to me so difficult--with a scoundrel such as you represent +him, and a daring woman like that crab-girl--as to be actually +impossible," remarked Joseph. "We should have to stay a year in Issoudun +to counteract their influence and overthrow their dominion over +my uncle. Money isn't worth such a struggle,--not to speak of the +meannesses to which we should have to condescend. My mother has only two +weeks' leave of absence; her place is a permanent one, and she must not +risk it. As for me, in the month of October I have an important work, +which Schinner has just obtained for me from a peer of France; so you +see, madame, my future fortune is in my brushes." + +This speech was received by Madame Hochon with much amazement. Though +relatively superior to the town she lived in, the old lady did not +believe in painting. She glanced at her goddaughter, and again pressed +her hand. + +"This Maxence is the second volume of Philippe," whispered Joseph in +his mother's ear, "--only cleverer and better behaved. Well, madame," he +said, aloud, "we won't trouble Monsieur Hochon by staying very long." + +"Ah! you are young; you know nothing of the world," said the old lady. +"A couple of weeks, if you are judicious, may produce great results; +listen to my advice, and act accordingly." + +"Oh! willingly," said Joseph, "I know I have a perfectly amazing +incapacity for domestic statesmanship: for example, I am sure I don't +know what Desroches himself would tell us to do if my uncle declines to +see us." + +Mesdames Borniche, Goddet-Herau, Beaussier, Lousteau-Prangin and Fichet, +decorated with their husbands, here entered the room. + +When the fourteen persons were seated, and the usual compliments were +over, Madame Hochon presented her goddaughter Agathe and Joseph. Joseph +sat in his armchair all the evening, engaged in slyly studying the +sixty faces which, from five o'clock until half past nine, posed for +him gratis, as he afterwards told his mother. Such behavior before the +aristocracy of Issoudun did not tend to change the opinion of the +little town concerning him: every one went home ruffled by his sarcastic +glances, uneasy under his smiles, and even frightened at his face, +which seemed sinister to a class of people unable to recognize the +singularities of genius. + +After ten o'clock, when the household was in bed, Madame Hochon kept her +goddaughter in her chamber until midnight. Secure from interruption, +the two women told each other the sorrows of their lives, and exchanged +their sufferings. As Agathe listened to the last echoes of a soul that +had missed its destiny, and felt the sufferings of a heart, essentially +generous and charitable, whose charity and generosity could never be +exercised, she realized the immensity of the desert in which the powers +of this noble, unrecognized soul had been wasted, and knew that she +herself, with the little joys and interests of her city life relieving +the bitter trials sent from God, was not the most unhappy of the two. + +"You who are so pious," she said, "explain to me my shortcomings; tell +me what it is that God is punishing in me." + +"He is preparing us, my child," answered the old woman, "for the +striking of the last hour." + +At midnight the Knights of Idleness were collecting, one by one like +shadows, under the trees of the boulevard Baron, and speaking together +in whispers. + +"What are we going to do?" was the first question of each as he arrived. + +"I think," said Francois, "that Max means merely to give us a supper." + +"No; matters are very serious for him, and for the Rabouilleuse: no +doubt, he has concocted some scheme against the Parisians." + +"It would be a good joke to drive them away." + +"My grandfather," said Baruch, "is terribly alarmed at having two extra +mouths to feed, and he'd seize on any pretext--" + +"Well, comrades!" cried Max softly, now appearing on the scene, "why are +you star-gazing? the planets don't distil kirschwasser. Come, let us go +to Mere Cognette's!" + +"To Mere Cognette's! To Mere Cognette's!" they all cried. + +The cry, uttered as with one voice, produced a clamor which rang through +the town like the hurrah of troops rushing to an assault; total silence +followed. The next day, more than one inhabitant must have said to his +neighbor: "Did you hear those frightful cries last night, about one +o'clock? I thought there was surely a fire somewhere." + +A supper worthy of La Cognette brightened the faces of the twenty-two +guests; for the whole Order was present. At two in the morning, as they +were beginning to "siroter" (a word in the vocabulary of the Knights +which admirably expresses the act of sipping and tasting the wine in +small quantities), Max rose to speak:-- + +"My dear fellows! the honor of your grand master was grossly attacked +this morning, after our memorable joke with Fario's cart,--attacked by +a vile peddler, and what is more, a Spaniard (oh, Cabrera!); and I have +resolved to make the scoundrel feel the weight of my vengeance; always, +of course, within the limits we have laid down for our fun. After +reflecting about it all day, I have found a trick which is worth putting +into execution,--a famous trick, that will drive him crazy. While +avenging the insult offered to the Order in my person, we shall be +feeding the sacred animals of the Egyptians,--little beasts which are, +after all, the creatures of God, and which man unjustly persecutes. +Thus we see that good is the child of evil, and evil is the offspring of +good; such is the paramount law of the universe! I now order you all, +on pain of displeasing your very humble grand master, to procure +clandestinely, each one of you, twenty rats, male or female as heaven +pleases. Collect your contingent within three days. If you can get more, +the surplus will be welcome. Keep the interesting rodents without food; +for it is essential that the delightful little beasts be ravenous with +hunger. Please observe that I will accept both house-mice and field-mice +as rats. If we multiply twenty-two by twenty, we shall have four +hundred; four hundred accomplices let loose in the old church of the +Capuchins, where Fario has stored all his grain, will consume a not +insignificant quantity! But be lively about it! There's no time to lose. +Fario is to deliver most of the grain to his customers in a week or so; +and I am determined that that Spaniard shall find a terrible deficit. +Gentlemen, I have not the merit of this invention," continued Max, +observing the signs of general admiration. "Render to Caesar that +which is Caesar's, and to God that which is God's. My scheme is only a +reproduction of Samson's foxes, as related in the Bible. But Samson +was an incendiary, and therefore no philanthropist; while we, like the +Brahmins, are the protectors of a persecuted race. Mademoiselle Flore +Brazier has already set all her mouse-traps, and Kouski, my right-arm, +is hunting field-mice. I have spoken." + +"I know," said Goddet, "where to find an animal that's worth forty rats, +himself alone." + +"What's that?" + +"A squirrel." + +"I offer a little monkey," said one of the younger members, "he'll make +himself drunk on wheat." + +"Bad, very bad!" exclaimed Max, "it would show who put the beasts +there." + +"But we might each catch a pigeon some night," said young Beaussier, +"taking them from different farms; if we put them through a hole in the +roof, they'll attract thousands of others." + +"So, then, for the next week, Fario's storehouse is the order of the +night," cried Max, smiling at Beaussier. "Recollect; people get up early +in Saint-Paterne. Mind, too, that none of you go there without turning +the soles of your list shoes backward. Knight Beaussier, the inventor +of pigeons, is made director. As for me, I shall take care to leave my +imprint on the sacks of wheat. Gentlemen, you are, all of you, appointed +to the commissariat of the Army of Rats. If you find a watchman +sleeping in the church, you must manage to make him drunk,--and do it +cleverly,--so as to get him far away from the scene of the Rodents' +Orgy." + +"You don't say anything about the Parisians?" questioned Goddet. + +"Oh!" exclaimed Max, "I want time to study them. Meantime, I offer +my best shotgun--the one the Emperor gave me, a treasure from the +manufactory at Versailles--to whoever finds a way to play the Bridaus +a trick which shall get them into difficulties with Madame and Monsieur +Hochon, so that those worthy old people shall send them off, or they +shall be forced to go of their own accord,--without, understand me, +injuring the venerable ancestors of my two friends here present, Baruch +and Francois." + +"All right! I'll think of it," said Goddet, who coveted the gun. + +"If the inventor of the trick doesn't care for the gun, he shall have my +horse," added Max. + +After this night twenty brains were tortured to lay a plot against +Agathe and her son, on the basis of Max's programme. But the devil +alone, or chance, could really help them to success; for the conditions +given made the thing well-nigh impossible. + +The next morning Agathe and Joseph came downstairs just before the +second breakfast, which took place at ten o'clock. In Monsieur Hochon's +household the name of first breakfast was given to a cup of milk and +slice of bread and butter which was taken in bed, or when rising. While +waiting for Madame Hochon, who notwithstanding her age went minutely +through the ceremonies with which the duchesses of Louis XV.'s time +performed their toilette, Joseph noticed Jean-Jacques Rouget planted +squarely on his feet at the door of his house across the street. He +naturally pointed him out to his mother, who was unable to recognize her +brother, so little did he look like what he was when she left him. + +"That is your brother," said Adolphine, who entered, giving an arm to +her grandmother. + +"What an idiot he looks like!" exclaimed Joseph. + +Agathe clasped her hands, and raised her eyes to heaven. + +"What a state they have driven him to! Good God! can that be a man only +fifty-seven years old?" + +She looked attentively at her brother, and saw Flore Brazier standing +directly behind him, with her hair dressed, a pair of snowy shoulders +and a dazzling bosom showing through a gauze neckerchief, which was +trimmed with lace; she was wearing a dress with a tight-fitting +waist, made of grenadine (a silk material then much in fashion), with +leg-of-mutton sleeves so-called, fastened at the wrists by handsome +bracelets. A gold chain rippled over the crab-girl's bosom as she leaned +forward to give Jean-Jacques his black silk cap lest he should take +cold. The scene was evidently studied. + +"Hey!" cried Joseph, "there's a fine woman, and a rare one! She is made, +as they say, to paint. What flesh-tints! Oh, the lovely tones! +what surface! what curves! Ah, those shoulders! She's a magnificent +caryatide. What a model she would have been for one of Titians' +Venuses!" + +Adolphine and Madame Hochon thought he was talking Greek; but Agathe +signed to them behind his back, as if to say that she was accustomed to +such jargon. + +"So you think a creature who is depriving you of your property +handsome?" said Madame Hochon. + +"That doesn't prevent her from being a splendid model!--just plump +enough not to spoil the hips and the general contour--" + +"My son, you are not in your studio," said Agathe. "Adolphine is here." + +"Ah, true! I did wrong. But you must remember that ever since leaving +Paris I have seen nothing but ugly women--" + +"My dear godmother," said Agathe hastily, "how shall I be able to meet +my brother, if that creature is always with him?" + +"Bah!" said Joseph. "I'll go and see him myself. I don't think him +such an idiot, now I find he has the sense to rejoice his eyes with a +Titian's Venus." + +"If he were not an idiot," said Monsieur Hochon, who had come in, "he +would have married long ago and had children; and then you would have no +chance at the property. It is an ill wind that blows no good." + +"Your son's idea is very good," said Madame Hochon; "he ought to pay the +first visit. He can make his uncle understand that if you call there he +must be alone." + +"That will affront Mademoiselle Brazier," said old Hochon. "No, no, +madame; swallow the pill. If you can't get the whole property, secure a +small legacy." + +The Hochons were not clever enough to match Max. In the middle of +breakfast Kouski brought over a letter from Monsieur Rouget, addressed +to his sister, Madame Bridau. Madame Hochon made her husband read it +aloud, as follows:-- + + My dear Sister,--I learn from strangers of your arrival in + Issoudun. I can guess the reason which made you prefer the house + of Monsieur and Madame Hochon to mine; but if you will come to see + me you shall be received as you ought to be. I should certainly + pay you the first visit if my health did not compel me just now to + keep the house; for which I offer my affectionate regrets. I shall + be delighted to see my nephew, whom I invite to dine with me + to-morrow,--young men are less sensitive than women about the + company. It will give me pleasure if Messrs. Baruch Borniche and + Francois Hochon will accompany him. + + Your affectionate brother, + + J.-J. Rouget. + + +"Say that we are at breakfast, but that Madame Bridau will send an +answer presently, and the invitations are all accepted," said Monsieur +Hochon to the servant. + +The old man laid a finger on his lips, to require silence from +everybody. When the street-door was shut, Monsieur Hochon, little +suspecting the intimacy between his grandsons and Max, threw one of his +slyest looks at his wife and Agathe, remarking,-- + +"He is just as capable of writing that note as I am of giving away +twenty-five louis; it is the soldier who is corresponding with us!" + +"What does that portend?" asked Madame Hochon. "Well, never mind; we +will answer him. As for you, monsieur," she added, turning to Joseph, +"you must dine there; but if--" + +The old lady was stopped short by a look from her husband. Knowing how +warm a friendship she felt for Agathe, old Hochon was in dread lest she +should leave some legacy to her goddaughter in case the latter lost the +Rouget property. Though fifteen years older than his wife, the miser +hoped to inherit her fortune, and to become eventually the sole master +of their whole property. That hope was a fixed idea with him. Madame +Hochon knew that the best means of obtaining a few concessions from +her husband was to threaten him with her will. Monsieur Hochon now took +sides with his guests. An enormous fortune was at stake; with a sense +of social justice, he wished it to go to the natural heirs, instead of +being pillaged by unworthy outsiders. Moreover, the sooner the matter +was decided, the sooner he should get rid of his guests. Now that the +struggle between the interlopers and the heirs, hitherto existing only +in his wife's mind, had become an actual fact, Monsieur Hochon's keen +intelligence, lulled to sleep by the monotony of provincial life, was +fully roused. Madame Hochon had been agreeably surprised that morning +to perceive, from a few affectionate words which the old man had said to +her about Agathe, that so able and subtle an auxiliary was on the Bridau +side. + +Towards midday the brains of Monsieur and Madame Hochon, of Agathe, and +Joseph (the latter much amazed at the scrupulous care of the old +people in the choice of words), were delivered of the following answer, +concocted solely for the benefit of Max and Flore:-- + + My dear Brother,--If I have stayed away from Issoudun, and kept up + no intercourse with any one, not even with you, the fault lies not + merely with the strange and false ideas my father conceived about + me, but with the joys and sorrows of my life in Paris; for if God + made me a happy wife, he has also deeply afflicted me as a mother. + You are aware that my son, your nephew Philippe, lies under + accusation of a capital offence in consequence of his devotion to + the Emperor. Therefore you can hardly be surprised if a widow, + compelled to take a humble situation in a lottery-office for a + living, should come to seek consolation from those among whom she + was born. + + The profession adopted by the son who accompanies me is one that + requires great talent, many sacrifices, and prolonged studies + before any results can be obtained. Glory for an artist precedes + fortune; is not that to say that Joseph, though he may bring honor + to the family, will still be poor? Your sister, my dear + Jean-Jacques, would have borne in silence the penalties of paternal + injustice, but you will pardon a mother for reminding you that you + have two nephews; one of whom carried the Emperor's orders at the + battle of Montereau and served in the Guard at Waterloo, and is + now in prison for his devotion to Napoleon; the other, from his + thirteenth year, has been impelled by natural gifts to enter a + difficult though glorious career. + + I thank you for your letter, my dear brother, with heart-felt + warmth, for my own sake, and also for Joseph's, who will certainly + accept your invitation. Illness excuses everything, my dear + Jean-Jacques, and I shall therefore go to see you in your own house. + A sister is always at home with a brother, no matter what may be the + life he has adopted. + + I embrace you tenderly. + + Agathe Rouget + + +"There's the matter started. Now, when you see him," said Monsieur +Hochon to Agathe, "you must speak plainly to him about his nephews." + +The letter was carried over by Gritte, who returned ten minutes later +to render an account to her masters of all that she had seen and heard, +according to a settled provincial custom. + +"Since yesterday Madame has had the whole house cleaned up, which she +left--" + +"Whom do you mean by Madame?" asked old Hochon. + +"That's what they call the Rabouilleuse over there," answered Gritte. +"She left the salon and all Monsieur Rouget's part of the house in a +pitiable state; but since yesterday the rooms have been made to look +like what they were before Monsieur Maxence went to live there. You can +see your face on the floors. La Vedie told me that Kouski went off on +horseback at five o'clock this morning, and came back at nine, bringing +provisions. It is going to be a grand dinner!--a dinner fit for the +archbishop of Bourges! There's a fine bustle in the kitchen, and +they are as busy as bees. The old man says, 'I want to do honor to my +nephew,' and he pokes his nose into everything. It appears _the Rougets_ +are highly flattered by the letter. Madame came and told me so. Oh! she +had on such a dress! I never saw anything so handsome in my life. Two +diamonds in her ears!--two diamonds that cost, Vedie told me, three +thousand francs apiece; and such lace! rings on her fingers, and +bracelets! you'd think she was a shrine; and a silk dress as fine as an +altar-cloth. So then she said to me, 'Monsieur is delighted to find +his sister so amiable, and I hope she will permit us to pay her all the +attention she deserves. We shall count on her good opinion after the +welcome we mean to give her son. Monsieur is very impatient to see his +nephew.' Madame had little black satin slippers; and her stockings! my! +they were marvels,--flowers in silk and openwork, just like lace, and +you could see her rosy little feet through them. Oh! she's in high +feather, and she had a lovely little apron in front of her which, Vedie +says, cost more than two years of our wages put together." + +"Well done! We shall have to dress up," said the artist laughing. + +"What do you think of all this, Monsieur Hochon?" said the old lady when +Gritte had departed. + +Madame Hochon made Agathe observe her husband, who was sitting with +his head in his hands, his elbows on the arms of his chair, plunged in +thought. + +"You have to do with a Maitre Bonin!" said the old man at last. "With +your ideas, young man," he added, looking at Joseph, "you haven't force +enough to struggle with a practised scoundrel like Maxence Gilet. No +matter what I say to you, you will commit some folly. But, at any rate, +tell me everything you see, and hear, and do to-night. Go, and God be +with you! Try to get alone with your uncle. If, in spite of all your +genius, you can't manage it, that in itself will throw some light +upon their scheme. But if you do get a moment alone with him, out +of ear-shot, damn it, you must pull the wool from his eyes as to the +situation those two have put him in, and plead your mother's cause." + + + + +CHAPTER XII + +At four o'clock, Joseph crossed the open space which separated the +Rouget house from the Hochon house,--a sort of avenue of weakly lindens, +two hundred feet long and of the same width as the rue Grande Narette. +When the nephew arrived, Kouski, in polished boots, black cloth +trousers, white waistcoat, and black coat, announced him. The table was +set in the large hall, and Joseph, who easily distinguished his uncle, +went up to him, kissed him, and bowed to Flore and Max. + +"We have not seen each other since I came into the world, my dear +uncle," said the painter gayly; "but better late than never." + +"You are very welcome, my friend," said the old man, looking at his +nephew in a dull way. + +"Madame," Joseph said to Flore with an artist's vivacity, "this morning +I was envying my uncle the pleasure he enjoys in being able to admire +you every day." + +"Isn't she beautiful?" said the old man, whose dim eyes began to shine. + +"Beautiful enough to be the model of a great painter." + +"Nephew," said Rouget, whose elbow Flore was nudging, "this is Monsieur +Maxence Gilet; a man who served the Emperor, like your brother, in the +Imperial Guard." + +Joseph rose, and bowed. + +"Your brother was in the dragoons, I believe," said Maxence. "I was only +a dust-trotter." + +"On foot or on horseback," said Flore, "you both of you risked your +skins." + +Joseph took note of Max quite as much as Max took note of Joseph. Max, +who got his clothes from Paris, was dressed as the young dandies of that +day dressed themselves. A pair of light-blue cloth trousers, made with +very full plaits, covered his feet so that only the toes and the spurs +of his boots were seen. His waist was pinched in by a white waistcoat +with chased gold buttons, which was laced behind to serve as a belt. +The waistcoat, buttoned to the throat, showed off his broad chest, and +a black satin stock obliged him to hold his head high, in soldierly +fashion. A handsome gold chain hung from a waistcoat pocket, in which +the outline of a flat watch was barely seen. He was twisting a watch-key +of the kind called a "criquet," which Breguet had lately invented. + +"The fellow is fine-looking," thought Joseph, admiring with a painter's +eye the eager face, the air of strength, and the intellectual gray eyes +which Max had inherited from his father, the noble. "My uncle must be +a fearful bore, and that handsome girl takes her compensations. It is a +triangular household; I see that." + +At this instant, Baruch and Francois entered. + +"Have you been to see the tower of Issoudun?" Flore asked Joseph. "No? +then if you would like to take a little walk before dinner, which will +not be served for an hour, we will show you the great curiosity of the +town." + +"Gladly," said the artist, quite incapable of seeing the slightest +impropriety in so doing. + +While Flore went to put on her bonnet, gloves, and cashmere shawl, +Joseph suddenly jumped up, as if an enchanter had touched him with his +wand, to look at the pictures. + +"Ah! you have pictures, indeed, uncle!" he said, examining the one that +had caught his eye. + +"Yes," answered the old man. "They came to us from the Descoings, who +bought them during the Revolution, when the convents and churches in +Berry were dismantled." + +Joseph was not listening; he was lost in admiration of the pictures. + +"Magnificent!" he cried. "Oh! what painting! that fellow didn't spoil +his canvas. Dear, dear! better and better, as it is at Nicolet's--" + +"There are seven or eight very large ones up in the garret, which were +kept on account of the frames," said Gilet. + +"Let me see them!" cried the artist; and Max took him upstairs. + +Joseph came down wildly enthusiastic. Max whispered a word to the +Rabouilleuse, who took the old man into the embrasure of a window, where +Joseph heard her say in a low voice, but still so that he could hear the +words:-- + +"Your nephew is a painter; you don't care for those pictures; be kind, +and give them to him." + +"It seems," said Jean-Jacques, leaning on Flore's arm to reach the place +were Joseph was standing in ecstasy before an Albano, "--it seems that +you are a painter--" + +"Only a 'rapin,'" said Joseph. + +"What may that be?" asked Flore. + +"A beginner," replied Joseph. + +"Well," continued Jean-Jacques, "if these pictures can be of any use to +you in your business, I give them to you,--but without the frames. Oh! +the frames are gilt, and besides, they are very funny; I will put--" + +"Well done, uncle!" cried Joseph, enchanted; "I'll make you copies of +the same dimensions, which you can put into the frames." + +"But that will take your time, and you will want canvas and colors," +said Flore. "You will have to spend money. Come, Pere Rouget, offer your +nephew a hundred francs for each copy; here are twenty-seven pictures, +and I think there are eleven very big ones in the garret which ought to +cost double,--call the whole four thousand francs. Oh, yes," she went +on, turning to Joseph, "your uncle can well afford to pay you four +thousand francs for making the copies, since he keeps the frames--but +bless me! you'll want frames; and they say frames cost more than +pictures; there's more gold on them. Answer, monsieur," she continued, +shaking the old man's arm. "Hein? it isn't dear; your nephew will take +four thousand francs for new pictures in the place of the old ones. +It is," she whispered in his ear, "a very good way to give him four +thousand francs; he doesn't look to me very flush--" + +"Well, nephew, I will pay you four thousand francs for the copies--" + +"No, no!" said the honest Joseph; "four thousand francs and the +pictures, that's too much; the pictures, don't you see, are valuable--" + +"Accept, simpleton!" said Flore; "he is your uncle, you know." + +"Very good, I accept," said Joseph, bewildered by the luck that had +befallen him; for he had recognized a Perugino. + +The result was that the artist beamed with satisfaction as he went +out of the house with the Rabouilleuse on his arm, all of which helped +Maxence's plans immensely. Neither Flore, nor Rouget, nor Max, nor +indeed any one in Issoudun knew the value of the pictures, and the +crafty Max thought he had bought Flore's triumph for a song, as she +paraded triumphantly before the eyes of the astonished town, leaning on +the arm of her master's nephew, and evidently on the best of terms with +him. People flocked to their doors to see the crab-girl's triumph +over the family. This astounding event made the sensation on which Max +counted; so that when they all returned at five o'clock, nothing was +talked of in every household but the cordial understanding between Max +and Flore and the nephew of old Rouget. The incident of the pictures +and the four thousand francs circulated already. The dinner, at which +Lousteau, one of the court judges, and the Mayor of Issoudun were +present, was splendid. It was one of those provincial dinners lasting +five hours. The most exquisite wines enlivened the conversation. By +nine o'clock, at dessert, the painter, seated opposite to his uncle, and +between Flore and Max, had fraternized with the soldier, and thought +him the best fellow on earth. Joseph returned home at eleven o'clock +somewhat tipsy. As to old Rouget, Kouski had carried him to his bed +dead-drunk; he had eaten as though he were an actor from foreign parts, +and had soaked up the wine like the sands of the desert. + +"Well," said Max when he was alone with Flore, "isn't this better than +making faces at them? The Bridaus are well received, they get small +presents, and are smothered with attentions, and the end of it is they +will sing our praises; they will go away satisfied and leave us in +peace. To-morrow morning you and I and Kouski will take down all those +pictures and send them over to the painter, so that he shall see them +when he wakes up. We will put the frames in the garret, and cover the +walls with one of those varnished papers which represent scenes from +Telemachus, such as I have seen at Monsieur Mouilleron's." + +"Oh, that will be much prettier!" said Flore. + +On the morrow, Joseph did not wake up till midday. From his bed he saw +the pictures, which had been brought in while he was asleep, leaning +one against another on the opposite wall. While he examined them anew, +recognizing each masterpiece, studying the manner of each painter, and +searching for the signature, his mother had gone to see and thank her +brother, urged thereto by old Hochon, who, having heard of the follies +the painter had committed the night before, almost despaired of the +Bridau cause. + +"Your adversaries have the cunning of foxes," he said to Agathe. "In +all my days I never saw a man carry things with such a high hand as +that soldier; they say war educates young men! Joseph has let himself +be fooled. They have shut his mouth with wine, and those miserable +pictures, and four thousand francs! Your artist hasn't cost Maxence +much!" + +The long-headed old man instructed Madame Bridau carefully as to +the line of conduct she ought to pursue,--advising her to enter into +Maxence's ideas and cajole Flore, so as to set up a sort of intimacy +with her, and thus obtain a few moments' interview with Jean-Jacques +alone. Madame Bridau was very warmly received by her brother, to whom +Flore had taught his lesson. The old man was in bed, quite ill from the +excesses of the night before. As Agathe, under the circumstances, could +scarcely begin at once to speak of family matters, Max thought it proper +and magnanimous to leave the brother and sister alone together. The +calculation was a good one. Poor Agathe found her brother so ill that +she would not deprive him of Madame Brazier's care. + +"Besides," she said to the old bachelor, "I wish to know a person to +whom I am grateful for the happiness of my brother." + +These words gave evident pleasure to the old man, who rang for Madame +Flore. Flore, as we may well believe, was not far off. The female +antagonists bowed to each other. The Rabouilleuse showed the most +servile attentions and the utmost tenderness to her master; fancied his +head was too low, beat up the pillows, and took care of him like a bride +of yesterday. The poor creature received it with a rush of feeling. + +"We owe you much gratitude, mademoiselle," said Agathe, "for the proofs +of attachment you have so long given to my brother, and for the way in +which you watch over his happiness." + +"That is true, my dear Agathe," said the old man; "she has taught me +what happiness is; she is a woman of excellent qualities." + +"And therefore, my dear brother, you ought to have recompensed +Mademoiselle by making her your wife. Yes! I am too sincere in my +religion not to wish to see you obey the precepts of the church. You +would each be more tranquil in mind if you were not at variance with +morality and the laws. I have come here, dear brother, to ask for +help in my affliction; but do not suppose that we wish to make +any remonstrance as to the manner in which you may dispose of your +property--" + +"Madame," said Flore, "we know how unjust your father was to you. +Monsieur, here, can tell you," she went on, looking fixedly at her +victim, "that the only quarrels we have ever had were about you. I have +always told him that he owes you part of the fortune he received from +his father, and your father, my benefactor,--for he was my benefactor," +she added in a tearful voice; "I shall ever remember him! But your +brother, madame, has listened to reason--" + +"Yes," said the old man, "when I make my will you shall not be +forgotten." + +"Don't talk of these things, my dear brother; you do not yet know my +nature." + +After such a beginning, it is easy to imagine how the visit went on. +Rouget invited his sister to dinner on the next day but one. + +We may here mention that during these three days the Knights of +Idleness captured an immense quantity of rats and mice, which were kept +half-famished until they were let loose in the grain one fine night, to +the number of four hundred and thirty-six, of which some were breeding +mothers. Not content with providing Fario's store-house with these +boarders, the Knights made holes in the roof of the old church and +put in a dozen pigeons, taken from as many different farms. These +four-footed and feathered creatures held high revels,--all the more +securely because the watchman was enticed away by a fellow who kept him +drunk from morning till night, so that he took no care of his master's +property. + +Madame Bridau believed, contrary to the opinion of old Hochon, that her +brother had as yet made no will; she intended asking him what were his +intentions respecting Mademoiselle Brazier, as soon as she could take a +walk with him alone,--a hope which Flore and Maxence were always holding +out to her, and, of course, always disappointing. + +Meantime the Knights were searching for a way to put the Parisians to +flight, and finding none that were not impracticable follies. + +At the end of a week--half the time the Parisians were to stay in +Issoudun--the Bridaus were no farther advanced in their object than when +they came. + +"Your lawyer does not understand the provinces," said old Hochon to +Madame Bridau. "What you have come to do can't be done in two weeks, nor +in two years; you ought never to leave your brother, but live here +and try to give him some ideas of religion. You cannot countermine the +fortifications of Flore and Maxence without getting a priest to sap +them. That is my advice, and it is high time to set about it." + +"You certainly have very singular ideas about the clergy," said Madame +Hochon to her husband. + +"Bah!" exclaimed the old man, "that's just like you pious women." + +"God would never bless an enterprise undertaken in a sacrilegious +spirit," said Madame Bridau. "Use religion for such a purpose! Why, we +should be more criminal than Flore." + +This conversation took place at breakfast,--Francois and Baruch +listening with all their ears. + +"Sacrilege!" exclaimed old Hochon. "If some good abbe, keen as I have +known many of them to be, knew what a dilemma you are in, he would not +think it sacrilege to bring your brother's lost soul back to God, and +call him to repentance for his sins, by forcing him to send away the +woman who causes the scandal (with a proper provision, of course), and +showing him how to set his conscience at rest by giving a few thousand +francs a year to the seminary of the archbishop and leaving his property +to the rightful heirs." + +The passive obedience which the old miser had always exacted from +his children, and now from his grandchildren (who were under his +guardianship and for whom he was amassing a small fortune, doing for +them, he said, just as he would for himself), prevented Baruch and +Francois from showing signs of surprise or disapproval; but they +exchanged significant glances expressing how dangerous and fatal such a +scheme would be to Max's interest. + +"The fact is, madame," said Baruch, "that if you want to secure your +brother's property, the only sure and true way will be to stay in +Issoudun for the necessary length of time--" + +"Mother," said Joseph hastily, "you had better write to Desroches about +all this. As for me, I ask nothing more than what my uncle has already +given me." + +After fully recognizing the great value of his thirty-nine pictures, +Joseph had carefully unnailed the canvases and fastened paper over them, +gumming it at the edges with ordinary glue; he then laid them one above +another in an enormous wooden box, which he sent to Desroches by the +carrier's waggon, proposing to write him a letter about it by post. The +precious freight had been sent off the night before. + +"You are satisfied with a pretty poor bargain," said Monsieur Hochon. + +"I can easily get a hundred and fifty thousand francs for those +pictures," replied Joseph. + +"Painter's nonsense!" exclaimed old Hochon, giving Joseph a peculiar +look. + +"Mother," said Joseph, "I am going to write to Desroches and explain +to him the state of things here. If he advises you to remain, you had +better do so. As for your situation, we can always find you another like +it." + +"My dear Joseph," said Madame Hochon, following him as he left the +table, "I don't know anything about your uncle's pictures, but they +ought to be good, judging by the places from which they came. If they +are worth only forty thousand francs,--a thousand francs apiece,--tell +no one. Though my grandsons are discreet and well-behaved, they might, +without intending harm, speak of this windfall; it would be known all +over Issoudun; and it is very important that our adversaries should not +suspect it. You behave like a child!" + +In fact, before evening many persons in Issoudun, including Max, were +informed of this estimate, which had the immediate effect of causing a +search for all the old paintings which no one had ever cared for, and +the appearance of many execrable daubs. Max repented having driven the +old man into giving away the pictures, and the rage he felt against the +heirs after hearing from Baruch old Hochon's ecclesiastical scheme, was +increased by what he termed his own stupidity. The influence of religion +upon such a feeble creature as Rouget was the one thing to fear. The +news brought by his two comrades decided Maxence Gilet to turn all +Rouget's investments into money, and to borrow upon his landed property, +so as to buy into the Funds as soon as possible; but he considered it +even more important to get rid of the Parisians at once. The genius of +the Mascarilles and Scapins out together would hardly have solved the +latter problem easily. + +Flore, acting by Max's advice, pretended that Monsieur was too feeble +to take walks, and that he ought, at his age, to have a carriage. This +pretext grew out of the necessity of not exciting inquiry when they went +to Bourges, Vierzon, Chateauroux, Vatan, and all the other places where +the project of withdrawing investments obliged Max and Flore to betake +themselves with Rouget. At the close of the week, all Issoudun +was amazed to learn that the old man had gone to Bourges to buy a +carriage,--a step which the Knights of Idleness regarded as favorable +to the Rabouilleuse. Flore and Max selected a hideous "berlingot," with +cracked leather curtains and windows without glass, aged twenty-two +years and nine campaigns, sold on the decease of a colonel, the friend +of grand-marshal Bertrand, who, during the absence of that faithful +companion of the Emperor, was left in charge of the affairs of Berry. +This "berlingot," painted bright green, was somewhat like a caleche, +though shafts had taken the place of a pole, so that it could be driven +with one horse. It belonged to a class of carriages brought into vogue +by diminished fortunes, which at that time bore the candid name of +"demi-fortune"; at its first introduction it was called a "seringue." +The cloth lining of this demi-fortune, sold under the name of caleche, +was moth-eaten; its gimps looked like the chevrons of an old Invalide; +its rusty joints squeaked,--but it only cost four hundred and fifty +francs; and Max bought a good stout mare, trained to harness, from an +officer of a regiment then stationed at Bourges. He had the carriage +repainted a dark brown, and bought a tolerable harness at a bargain. The +whole town of Issoudun was shaken to its centre in expectation of Pere +Rouget's equipage; and on the occasion of its first appearance, every +household was on its door-step and curious faces were at all the +windows. + +The second time the old bachelor went out he drove to Bourges, where, to +escape the trouble of attending personally to the business, or, if you +prefer it, being ordered to do so by Flore, he went before a notary and +signed a power of attorney in favor of Maxence Gilet, enabling him to +make all the transfers enumerated in the document. Flore reserved to +herself the business of making Monsieur sell out the investments in +Issoudun and its immediate neighborhood. The principal notary in Bourges +was requested by Rouget to get him a loan of one hundred and forty +thousand francs on his landed estate. Nothing was known at Issoudun +of these proceedings, which were secretly and cleverly carried out. +Maxence, who was a good rider, went with his own horse to Bourges and +back between five in the morning and five in the afternoon. Flore never +left the old bachelor. Rouget consented without objection to the action +Flore dictated to him; but he insisted that the investment in the Funds, +producing fifty thousand francs a year, should stand in Flore's name as +holding a life-interest only, and in his as owner of the principal. The +tenacity the old man displayed in the domestic disputes which this idea +created caused Max a good deal of anxiety; he thought he could see the +result of reflections inspired by the sight of the natural heirs. + +Amid all these movements, which Max concealed from the knowledge of +everyone, he forgot the Spaniard and his granary. Fario came back +to Issoudun to deliver his corn, after various trips and business +manoeuvres undertaken to raise the price of cereals. The morning after +his arrival he noticed that the roof the church of the Capuchins was +black with pigeons. He cursed himself for having neglected to examine +its condition, and hurried over to look into his storehouse, where he +found half his grain devoured. Thousands of mice-marks and rat-marks +scattered about showed a second cause of ruin. The church was a +Noah's-ark. But anger turned the Spaniard white as a bit of cambric +when, trying to estimate the extent of the destruction and his +consequence losses, he noticed that the grain at the bottom of the heap, +near the floor, was sprouting from the effects of water, which Max had +managed to introduce by means of tin tubes into the very centre of the +pile of wheat. The pigeons and the rats could be explained by animal +instinct; but the hand of man was plainly visible in this last sign of +malignity. + +Fario sat down on the steps of a chapel altar, holding his head between +his hands. After half an hour of Spanish reflections, he spied the +squirrel, which Goddet could not refrain from giving him as a guest, +playing with its tail upon a cross-beam, on the middle of which rested +one of the uprights that supported the roof. The Spaniard rose and +turned to his watchman with a face that was as calm and cold as an +Arab's. He made no complaint, but went home, hired laborers to gather +into sacks what remained of the sound grain, and to spread in the sun +all that was moist, so as to save as much as possible; then, after +estimating that his losses amounted to about three fifths, he attended +to filling his orders. But his previous manipulations of the market +had raised the price of cereals, and he lost on the three fifths he was +obliged to buy to fill his orders; so that his losses amounted really +to more than half. The Spaniard, who had no enemies, at once attributed +this revenge to Gilet. He was convinced that Maxence and some others +were the authors of all the nocturnal mischief, and had in all +probability carried his cart up the embankment of the tower, and now +intended to amuse themselves by ruining him. It was a matter to him +of over three thousand francs,--very nearly the whole capital he had +scraped together since the peace. Driven by the desire for vengeance, +the man now displayed the cunning and stealthy persistence of a +detective to whom a large reward is offered. Hiding at night in +different parts of Issoudun, he soon acquired proof of the proceedings +of the Knights of Idleness; he saw them all, counted them, watched their +rendezvous, and knew of their suppers at Mere Cognette's; after that he +lay in wait to witness one of their deeds, and thus became well informed +as to their nocturnal habits. + +In spite of Max's journeys and pre-occupations, he had no intention of +neglecting his nightly employments,--first, because he did not wish +his comrades to suspect the secret of his operations with Pere Rouget's +property; and secondly, to keep the Knights well in hand. They were +therefore convened for the preparation of a prank which might deserve +to be talked of for years to come. Poisoned meat was to be thrown on a +given night to every watch-dog in the town and in the environs. Fario +overheard them congratulating each other, as they came out from a supper +at the Cognettes', on the probable success of the performance, and +laughing over the general mourning that would follow this novel massacre +of the innocents,--revelling, moreover, in the apprehensions it would +excite as to the sinister object of depriving all the households of +their guardian watch-dogs. + +"It will make people forget Fario's cart," said Goddet. + +Fario did not need that speech to confirm his suspicions; besides, his +mind was already made up. + +After three weeks' stay in Issoudun, Agathe was convinced, and so was +Madame Hochon, of the truth of the old miser's observation, that it +would take years to destroy the influence which Max and the +Rabouilleuse had acquired over her brother. She had made no progress in +Jean-Jacques's confidence, and she was never left alone with him. On +the other hand, Mademoiselle Brazier triumphed openly over the heirs by +taking Agathe to drive in the caleche, sitting beside her on the back +seat, while Monsieur Rouget and his nephew occupied the front. Mother +and son impatiently awaited an answer to the confidential letter they +had written to Desroches. The day before the night on which the dogs +were to be poisoned, Joseph, who was nearly bored to death in Issoudun, +received two letters: the first from the great painter Schinner,--whose +age allowed him a closer intimacy than Joseph could have with Gros, +their master,--and the second from Desroches. + +Here is the first, postmarked Beaumont-sur-Oise:-- + + My dear Joseph,--I have just finished the principal + panel-paintings at the chateau de Presles for the Comte de Serizy. + I have left all the mouldings and the decorative painting; and I + have recommended you so strongly to the count, and also to Gridot + the architect, that you have nothing to do but pick up your + brushes and come at once. Prices are arranged to please you. I am + off to Italy with my wife; so you can have Mistigris to help you + along. The young scamp has talent, and I put him at your disposal. + He is twittering like a sparrow at the very idea of amusing + himself at the chateau de Presles. + + Adieu, my dear Joseph; if I am still absent, and should send + nothing to next year's Salon, you must take my place. Yes, dear + Jojo, I know your picture is a masterpiece, but a masterpiece + which will rouse a hue and cry about romanticism; you are doomed + to lead the life of a devil in holy water. Adieu. + + Thy friend, + + Schinner + + +Here follows the letter of Desroches:-- + + My dear Joseph,--Your Monsieur Hochon strikes me as an old man + full of common-sense, and you give me a high idea of his methods; + he is perfectly right. My advice, since you ask it, is that your + mother should remain at Issoudun with Madame Hochon, paying a + small board,--say four hundred francs a year,--to reimburse her + hosts for what she eats. Madame Bridau ought, in my opinion, to + follow Monsieur Hochon's advice in everything; for your excellent + mother will have many scruples in dealing with persons who have no + scruple at all, and whose behavior to her is a master-stroke of + policy. That Maxence, you are right enough, is dangerous. He is + another Philippe, but of a different calibre. The scoundrel makes + his vices serve his fortunes, and gets his amusement gratis; + whereas your brother's follies are never useful to him. All that + you say alarms me, but I could do no good by going to Issoudun. + Monsieur Hochon, acting behind your mother, will be more useful to + you than I. As for you, you had better come back here; you are + good for nothing in a matter which requires continual attention, + careful observation, servile civilities, discretion in speech, and + a dissimulation of manner and gesture which is wholly against the + grain of artists. + + If they have told you no will has been made, you may be quite sure + they have possessed one for a long time. But wills can be revoked, + and as long as your fool of an uncle lives he is no doubt + susceptible of being worked upon by remorse and religion. Your + inheritance will be the result of a combat between the Church and + the Rabouilleuse. There will inevitably come a time when that + woman will lose her grip on the old man, and religion will be + all-powerful. So long as your uncle makes no gift of the property + during his lifetime, and does not change the nature of his estate, + all may come right whenever religion gets the upper hand. For this + reason, you must beg Monsieur Hochon to keep an eye, as well as he + can, on the condition of your uncle's property. It is necessary to + know if the real estate is mortgaged, and if so, where and in + whose name the proceeds are invested. It is so easy to terrify an + old man with fears about his life, in case you find him despoiling + his own property for the sake of these interlopers, that almost + any heir with a little adroitness could stop the spoliation at its + outset. But how should your mother, with her ignorance of the + world, her disinterestedness, and her religious ideas, know how to + manage such an affair? However, I am not able to throw any light + on the matter. All that you have done so far has probably given + the alarm, and your adversaries may already have secured + themselves-- + +"That is what I call an opinion in good shape," exclaimed Monsieur +Hochon, proud of being himself appreciated by a Parisian lawyer. + +"Oh! Desroches is a famous fellow," answered Joseph. + +"It would be well to read that letter to the two women," said the old +man. + +"There it is," said Joseph, giving it to him; "as to me, I want to be +off to-morrow; and I am now going to say good-by to my uncle." + +"Ah!" said Monsieur Hochon, "I see that Monsieur Desroches tells you in +a postscript to burn the letter." + +"You can burn it after showing it to my mother," said the painter. + +Joseph dressed, crossed the little square, and called on his uncle, who +was just finishing breakfast. Max and Flore were at table. + +"Don't disturb yourself, my dear uncle; I have only come to say +good-by." + +"You are going?" said Max, exchanging glances with Flore. + +"Yes; I have some work to do at the chateau of Monsieur de Serizy, and +I am all the more glad of it because his arm is long enough to do a +service to my poor brother in the Chamber of Peers." + +"Well, well, go and work"; said old Rouget, with a silly air. Joseph +thought him extraordinarily changed within a few days. "Men must work--I +am sorry you are going." + +"Oh! my mother will be here some time longer," remarked Joseph. + +Max made a movement with his lips which the Rabouilleuse observed, and +which signified: "They are going to try the plan Baruch warned me of." + +"I am very glad I came," said Joseph, "for I have had the pleasure of +making your acquaintance and you have enriched my studio--" + +"Yes," said Flore, "instead of enlightening your uncle on the value +of his pictures, which is now estimated at over one hundred thousand +francs, you have packed them off in a hurry to Paris. Poor dear man! he +is no better than a baby! We have just been told of a little treasure at +Bourges,--what did they call it? a Poussin,--which was in the choir of +the cathedral before the Revolution and is now worth, all by itself, +thirty thousand francs." + +"That was not right of you, my nephew," said Jean-Jacques, at a sign +from Max, which Joseph could not see. + +"Come now, frankly," said the soldier, laughing, "on your honor, what +should you say those pictures were worth? You've made an easy haul out +of your uncle! and right enough, too,--uncles are made to be pillaged. +Nature deprived me of uncles, but damn it, if I'd had any I should have +shown them no mercy." + +"Did you know, monsieur," said Flore to Rouget, "what _your_ pictures +were worth? How much did you say, Monsieur Joseph?" + +"Well," answered the painter, who had grown as red as a beetroot,--"the +pictures are certainly worth something." + +"They say you estimated them to Monsieur Hochon at one hundred and fifty +thousand francs," said Flore; "is that true?" + +"Yes," said the painter, with childlike honesty. + +"And did you intend," said Flore to the old man, "to give a hundred and +fifty thousand francs to your nephew?" + +"Never, never!" cried Jean-Jacques, on whom Flore had fixed her eye. + +"There is one way to settle all this," said the painter, "and that is to +return them to you, uncle." + +"No, no, keep them," said the old man. + +"I shall send them back to you," said Joseph, wounded by the offensive +silence of Max and Flore. "There is something in my brushes which will +make my fortune, without owing anything to any one, even an uncle. My +respects to you, mademoiselle; good-day, monsieur--" + +And Joseph crossed the square in a state of irritation which artists +can imagine. The entire Hochon family were in the salon. When they saw +Joseph gesticulating and talking to himself, they asked him what was the +matter. The painter, who was as open as the day, related before Baruch +and Francois the scene that had just taken place; and which, two hours +later, thanks to the two young men, was the talk of the whole +town, embroidered with various circumstances that were more or less +ridiculous. Some persons insisted that the painter was maltreated by +Max; others that he had misbehaved to Flore, and that Max had turned him +out of doors. + +"What a child your son is!" said Hochon to Madame Bridau; "the booby is +the dupe of a scene which they have been keeping back for the last day +of his visit. Max and the Rabouilleuse have known the value of those +pictures for the last two weeks,--ever since he had the folly to tell +it before my grandsons, who never rested till they had blurted it out +to all the world. Your artist had better have taken himself off without +taking leave." + +"My son has done right to return the pictures if they are really so +valuable," said Agathe. + +"If they are worth, as he says, two hundred thousand francs," said old +Hochon, "it was folly to put himself in the way of being obliged to +return them. You might have had that, at least, out of the property; +whereas, as things are going now, you won't get anything. And this scene +with Joseph is almost a reason why your brother should refuse to see you +again." + + + + +CHAPTER XIII + +Between midnight and one o'clock, the Knights of Idleness began their +gratuitous distribution of comestibles to the dogs of the town. This +memorable expedition was not over till three in the morning, the hour at +which these reprobates went to sup at Cognette's. At half-past four, in +the early dawn, they crept home. Just as Max turned the corner of +the rue l'Avenier into the Grande rue, Fario, who stood ambushed in a +recess, struck a knife at his heart, drew out the blade, and escaped +by the moat towards Vilatte, wiping the blade of his knife on his +handkerchief. The Spaniard washed the handkerchief in the Riviere +forcee, and returned quietly to his lodgings at Saint-Paterne, where +he got in by a window he had left open, and went to bed: later, he was +awakened by his new watchman, who found him fast asleep. + +As he fell, Max uttered a fearful cry which no one could mistake. +Lousteau-Prangin, son of a judge, a distant relation to the family of +the sub-delegate, and young Goddet, who lived at the lower end of the +Grande rue, ran at full speed up the street, calling to each other,-- + +"They are killing Max! Help! help!" + +But not a dog barked; and all the town, accustomed to the false alarms +of these nightly prowlers, stayed quietly in their beds. When his +two comrades reached him, Max had fainted. It was necessary to rouse +Monsieur Goddet, the surgeon. Max had recognized Fario; but when he came +to his senses, with several persons about him, and felt that his wound +was not mortal, it suddenly occurred to him to make capital out of the +attack, and he said, in a faint voice,-- + +"I think I recognized that cursed painter!" + +Thereupon Lousteau-Prangin ran off to his father, the judge. Max was +carried home by Cognette, young Goddet, and two other persons. Mere +Cognette and Monsieur Goddet walked beside the stretcher. Those who +carried the wounded man naturally looked across at Monsieur Hochon's +door while waiting for Kouski to let them in, and saw Monsieur Hochon's +servant sweeping the steps. At the old miser's, as everywhere else in +the provinces, the household was early astir. The few words uttered by +Max had roused the suspicions of Monsieur Goddet, and he called to the +woman,-- + +"Gritte, is Monsieur Joseph Bridau in bed?" + +"Bless me!" she said, "he went out at half-past four. I don't know what +ailed him; he walked up and down his room all night." + +This simple answer drew forth such exclamations of horror that the +woman came over, curious to know what they were carrying to old Rouget's +house. + +"A precious fellow he is, that painter of yours!" they said to her. +And the procession entered the house, leaving Gritte open-mouthed +with amazement at the sight of Max in his bloody shirt, stretched +half-fainting on a mattress. + +Artists will readily guess what ailed Joseph, and kept him restless all +night. He imagined the tale the bourgeoisie of Issoudun would tell of +him. They would say he had fleeced his uncle; that he was everything but +what he had tried to be,--a loyal fellow and an honest artist! Ah! +he would have given his great picture to have flown like a swallow to +Paris, and thrown his uncle's paintings at Max's nose. To be the one +robbed, and to be thought the robber!--what irony! So at the earliest +dawn, he had started for the poplar avenue which led to Tivoli, to give +free course to his agitation. + +While the innocent fellow was vowing, by way of consolation, never +to return to Issoudun, Max was preparing a horrible outrage for +his sensitive spirit. When Monsieur Goddet had probed the wound and +discovered that the knife, turned aside by a little pocket-book, had +happily spared Max's life (though making a serious wound), he did as all +doctors, and particularly country surgeons, do; he paved the way for his +own credit by "not answering for the patient's life"; and then, after +dressing the soldier's wound, and stating the verdict of science to the +Rabouilleuse, Jean-Jacques Rouget, Kouski, and the Vedie, he left the +house. The Rabouilleuse came in tears to her dear Max, while Kouski and +the Vedie told the assembled crowd that the captain was in a fair way +to die. The news brought nearly two hundred persons in groups about the +place Saint-Jean and the two Narettes. + +"I sha'n't be a month in bed; and I know who struck the blow," whispered +Max to Flore. "But we'll profit by it to get rid of the Parisians. +I have said I thought I recognized the painter; so pretend that I am +expected to die, and try to have Joseph Bridau arrested. Let him taste +a prison for a couple of days, and I know well enough the mother will be +off in a jiffy for Paris when she gets him out. And then we needn't fear +the priests they talk of setting on the old fool." + +When Flore Brazier came downstairs, she found the assembled crowd quite +prepared to take the impression she meant to give them. She went out +with tears in her eyes, and related, sobbing, how the painter, "who had +just the face for that sort of thing," had been angry with Max the night +before about some pictures he had "wormed out" of Pere Rouget. + +"That brigand--for you've only got to look at him to see what he +is--thinks that if Max were dead, his uncle would leave him his fortune; +as if," she cried, "a brother were not more to him than a nephew! Max is +Doctor Rouget's son. The old one told me so before he died!" + +"Ah! he meant to do the deed just before he left Issoudun; he chose +his time, for he was going away to-day," said one of the Knights of +Idleness. + +"Max hasn't an enemy in Issoudun," said another. + +"Besides, Max recognized the painter," said the Rabouilleuse. + +"Where's that cursed Parisian? Let us find him!" they all cried. + +"Find him?" was the answer, "why, he left Monsieur Hochon's at +daybreak." + +A Knight of Idleness ran off at once to Monsieur Mouilleron. The crowd +increased; and the tumult became threatening. Excited groups filled up +the whole of the Grande-Narette. Others stationed themselves before the +church of Saint-Jean. An assemblage gathered at the porte Vilatte, which +is at the farther end of the Petite-Narette. Monsieur Lousteau-Prangin +and Monsieur Mouilleron, the commissary of police, the lieutenant of +gendarmes, and two of his men, had some difficulty in reaching the place +Saint-Jean through two hedges of people, whose cries and exclamations +could and did prejudice them against the Parisian; who was, it is +needless to say, unjustly accused, although, it is true, circumstances +told against him. + +After a conference between Max and the magistrates, Monsieur Mouilleron +sent the commissary of police and a sergeant with one gendarme to +examine what, in the language of the ministry of the interior, is +called "the theatre of the crime." Then Messieurs Mouilleron and +Lousteau-Prangin, accompanied by the lieutenant of gendarmes crossed +over to the Hochon house, which was now guarded by two gendarmes in the +garden and two at the front door. The crowd was still increasing. The +whole town was surging in the Grande rue. + +Gritte had rushed terrified to her master, crying out: "Monsieur, we +shall be pillaged! the town is in revolt; Monsieur Maxence Gilet has +been assassinated; he is dying! and they say it is Monsieur Joseph who +has done it!" + +Monsieur Hochon dressed quickly, and came downstairs; but seeing the +angry populace, he hastily retreated within the house, and bolted the +door. On questioning Gritte, he learned that his guest had left the +house at daybreak, after walking the floor all night in great agitation, +and had not yet come in. Much alarmed, he went to find Madame Hochon, +who was already awakened by the noise, and to whom he told the frightful +news which, true or false, was causing almost a riot in Issoudun. + +"He is innocent, of course," said Madame Hochon. + +"Before his innocence can be proved, the crowd may get in here and +pillage us," said Monsieur Hochon, livid with fear, for he had gold in +his cellar. + +"Where is Agathe?" + +"Sound asleep." + +"Ah! so much the better," said Madame Hochon. "I wish she may sleep on +till the matter is cleared up. Such a shock might kill the poor child." + +But Agathe woke up and came down half-dressed; for the evasive answers +of Gritte, whom she questioned, had disturbed both her head and heart. +She found Madame Hochon, looking very pale, with her eyes full of tears, +at one of the windows of the salon beside her husband. + +"Courage, my child. God sends us our afflictions," said the old lady. +"Joseph is accused--" + +"Of what?" + +"Of a bad action which he could never have committed," answered Madame +Hochon. + +Hearing the words, and seeing the lieutenant of gendarmes, who at this +moment entered the room accompanied by the two gentlemen, Agathe fainted +away. + +"There now!" said Monsieur Hochon to his wife and Gritte, "carry off +Madame Bridau; women are only in the way at these times. Take her to her +room and stay there, both of you. Sit down, gentlemen," continued the +old man. "The mistake to which we owe your visit will soon, I hope, be +cleared up." + +"Even if it should be a mistake," said Monsieur Mouilleron, "the +excitement of the crowd is so great, and their minds are so exasperated, +that I fear for the safety of the accused. I should like to get him +arrested, and that might satisfy these people." + +"Who would ever have believed that Monsieur Maxence Gilet had inspired +so much affection in this town?" asked Lousteau-Prangin. + +"One of my men says there's a crowd of twelve hundred more just coming +in from the faubourg de Rome," said the lieutenant of gendarmes, "and +they are threatening death to the assassin." + +"Where is your guest?" said Monsieur Mouilleron to Monsieur Hochon. + +"He has gone to walk in the country, I believe." + +"Call Gritte," said the judge gravely. "I was in hopes he had not left +the house. You are aware that the crime was committed not far from here, +at daybreak." + +While Monsieur Hochon went to find Gritte, the three functionaries +looked at each other significantly. + +"I never liked that painter's face," said the lieutenant to Monsieur +Mouilleron. + +"My good woman," said the judge to Gritte, when she appeared, "they say +you saw Monsieur Joseph Bridau leave the house this morning?" + +"Yes, monsieur," she answered, trembling like a leaf. + +"At what hour?" + +"Just as I was getting up: he walked about his room all night, and was +dressed when I came downstairs." + +"Was it daylight?" + +"Barely." + +"Did he seem excited?" + +"Yes, he was all of a twitter." + +"Send one of your men for my clerk," said Lousteau-Prangin to the +lieutenant, "and tell him to bring warrants with him--" + +"Good God! don't be in such a hurry," cried Monsieur Hochon. "The +young man's agitation may have been caused by something besides the +premeditation of this crime. He meant to return to Paris to-day, to +attend to a matter in which Gilet and Mademoiselle Brazier had doubted +his honor." + +"Yes, the affair of the pictures," said Monsieur Mouilleron. "Those +pictures caused a very hot quarrel between them yesterday, and it is a +word and a blow with artists, they tell me." + +"Who is there in Issoudun who had any object in killing Gilet?" said +Lousteau. "No one,--neither a jealous husband nor anybody else; for the +fellow has never harmed a soul." + +"But what was Monsieur Gilet doing in the streets at four in the +morning?" remarked Monsieur Hochon. + +"Now, Monsieur Hochon, you must allow us to manage this affair in our +own way," answered Mouilleron; "you don't know all: Gilet recognized +your painter." + +At this instant a clamor was heard from the other end of the town, +growing louder and louder, like the roll of thunder, as it followed the +course of the Grande-Narette. + +"Here he is! here he is!--he's arrested!" + +These words rose distinctly on the ear above the hoarse roar of the +populace. Poor Joseph, returning quietly past the mill at Landrole +intending to get home in time for breakfast, was spied by the various +groups of people, as soon as he reached the place Misere. Happily for +him, a couple of gendarmes arrived on a run in time to snatch him from +the inhabitants of the faubourg de Rome, who had already pinioned him by +the arms and were threatening him with death. + +"Give way! give way!" cried the gendarmes, calling to some of their +comrades to help them, and putting themselves one before and the other +behind Bridau. + +"You see, monsieur," said the one who held the painter, "it concerns +our skin as well as yours at this moment. Innocent or guilty, we must +protect you against the tumult raised by the murder of Captain Gilet. +And the crowd is not satisfied with suspecting you; they declare, hard +as iron, that you are the murderer. Monsieur Gilet is adored by all the +people, who--look at them!--want to take justice into their own +hands. Ah! didn't we see them, in 1830, dusting the jackets of the +tax-gatherers? whose life isn't a bed of roses, anyway!" + +Joseph Bridau grew pale as death, and collected all his strength to walk +onward. + +"After all," he said, "I am innocent. Go on!" + +Poor artist! he was forced to bear his cross. Amid the hooting and +insults and threats from the mob, he made the dreadful transit from the +place Misere to the place Saint-Jean. The gendarmes were obliged to draw +their sabres on the furious mob, which pelted them with stones. One of +the officers was wounded, and Joseph received several of the missiles on +his legs, and shoulders, and hat. + +"Here we are!" said one of the gendarmes, as they entered Monsieur +Hochon's hall, "and not without difficulty, lieutenant." + +"We must now manage to disperse the crowd; and I see but one way, +gentlemen," said the lieutenant to the magistrates. "We must take +Monsieur Bridau to the Palais accompanied by all of you; I and my +gendarmes will make a circle round you. One can't answer for anything in +presence of a furious crowd of six thousand--" + +"You are right," said Monsieur Hochon, who was trembling all the while +for his gold. + +"If that's your only way to protect innocence in Issoudun," said Joseph, +"I congratulate you. I came near being stoned--" + +"Do you wish your friend's house to be taken by assault and pillaged?" +asked the lieutenant. "Could we beat back with our sabres a crowd +of people who are pushed from behind by an angry populace that knows +nothing of the forms of justice?" + +"That will do, gentlemen, let us go; we can come to explanations later," +said Joseph, who had recovered his self-possession. + +"Give way, friends!" said the lieutenant to the crowd; "_He_ is +arrested, and we are taking him to the Palais." + +"Respect the law, friends!" said Monsieur Mouilleron. + +"Wouldn't you prefer to see him guillotined?" said one of the gendarmes +to an angry group. + +"Yes, yes, they shall guillotine him!" shouted one madman. + +"They are going to guillotine him!" cried the women. + +By the time they reached the end of the Grande-Narette the crowd were +shouting: "They are taking him to the guillotine!" "They found the knife +upon him!" "That's what Parisians are!" "He carries crime on his face!" + +Though all Joseph's blood had flown to his head, he walked the distance +from the place Saint-Jean to the Palais with remarkable calmness and +self-possession. Nevertheless, he was very glad to find himself in the +private office of Monsieur Lousteau-Prangin. + +"I need hardly tell you, gentlemen, that I am innocent," said Joseph, +addressing Monsieur Mouilleron, Monsieur Lousteau-Prangin, and the +clerk. "I can only beg you to assist me in proving my innocence. I know +nothing of this affair." + +When the judge had stated all the suspicious facts which were against +him, ending with Max's declaration, Joseph was astounded. + +"But," said he, "it was past five o'clock when I left the house. I went +up the Grande rue, and at half-past five I was standing looking up at +the facade of the parish church of Saint-Cyr. I talked there with the +sexton, who came to ring the angelus, and asked him for information +about the building, which seems to me fantastic and incomplete. Then +I passed through the vegetable-market, where some women had already +assembled. From there, crossing the place Misere, I went as far as the +mill of Landrole by the Pont aux Anes, where I watched the ducks for +five or six minutes, and the miller's men must have noticed me. I saw +the women going to wash; they are probably still there. They made a +little fun of me, and declared that I was not handsome; I told them it +was not all gold that glittered. From there, I followed the long avenue +to Tivoli, where I talked with the gardener. Pray have these facts +verified; and do not even arrest me, for I give you my word of honor +that I will stay quietly in this office till you are convinced of my +innocence." + +These sensible words, said without the least hesitation, and with the +ease of a man who is perfectly sure of his facts, made some impression +on the magistrates. + +"Yes, we must find all these persons and summon them," said Monsieur +Mouilleron; "but it is more than the affair of a day. Make up your mind, +therefore, in your own interests, to be imprisoned in the Palais." + +"Provided I can write to my mother, so as to reassure her, poor +woman--oh! you can read the letter," he added. + +This request was too just not to be granted, and Joseph wrote the +following letter:-- + + "Do not be uneasy, dear mother; the mistake of which I am a victim + can easily be rectified; I have already given them the means of + doing so. To-morrow, or perhaps this evening, I shall be at + liberty. I kiss you, and beg you to say to Monsieur and Madame + Hochon how grieved I am at this affair; in which, however, I have + had no hand,--it is the result of some chance which, as yet, I do + not understand." + +When the note reached Madame Bridau, she was suffering from a nervous +attack, and the potions which Monsieur Goddet was trying to make her +swallow were powerless to soothe her. The reading of the letter acted +like balm; after a few quiverings, Agathe subsided into the depression +which always follows such attacks. Later, when Monsieur Goddet returned +to his patient he found her regretting that she had ever quitted Paris. + +"Well," said Madame Hochon to Monsieur Goddet, "how is Monsieur Gilet?" + +"His wound, though serious, is not mortal," replied the doctor. "With +a month's nursing he will be all right. I left him writing to Monsieur +Mouilleron to request him to set your son at liberty, madame," he added, +turning to Agathe. "Oh! Max is a fine fellow. I told him what a state +you were in, and he then remembered a circumstance which goes to prove +that the assassin was not your son; the man wore list shoes, whereas it +is certain that Monsieur Joseph left the house in his boots--" + +"Ah! God forgive him the harm he has done me--" + +The fact was, a man had left a note for Max, after dark, written in +type-letters, which ran as follows:-- + + "Captain Gilet ought not to let an innocent man suffer. He who + struck the blow promises not to strike again if Monsieur Gilet + will have Monsieur Joseph Bridau set at liberty, without naming + the man who did it." + +After reading this letter and burning it, Max wrote to Monsieur +Mouilleron stating the circumstance of the list shoes, as reported by +Monsieur Goddet, begging him to set Joseph at liberty, and to come and +see him that he might explain the matter more at length. + +By the time this letter was received, Monsieur Lousteau-Prangin had +verified, by the testimony of the bell-ringer, the market-women and +washerwomen, and the miller's men, the truth of Joseph's explanation. +Max's letter made his innocence only the more certain, and Monsieur +Mouilleron himself escorted him back to the Hochons'. Joseph was +greeted with such overflowing tenderness by his mother that the poor +misunderstood son gave thanks to ill-luck--like the husband to the +thief, in La Fontaine's fable--for a mishap which brought him such +proofs of affection. + +"Oh," said Monsieur Mouilleron, with a self-satisfied air, "I knew at +once by the way you looked at the angry crowd that you were innocent; +but whatever I may have thought, any one who knows Issoudun must also +know that the only way to protect you was to make the arrest as we did. +Ah! you carried your head high." + +"I was thinking of something else," said the artist simply. "An officer +in the army told me that he was once stopped in Dalmatia under similar +circumstances by an excited populace, in the early morning as he was +returning from a walk. This recollection came into my mind, and I looked +at all those heads with the idea of painting a revolt of the year 1793. +Besides, I kept saying to myself: Blackguard that I am! I have only +got my deserts for coming here to look after an inheritance, instead of +painting in my studio." + +"If you will allow me to offer you a piece of advice," said the +procureur du roi, "you will take a carriage to-night, which the +postmaster will lend you, and return to Paris by the diligence from +Bourges." + +"That is my advice also," said Monsieur Hochon, who was burning with a +desire for the departure of his guests. + +"My most earnest wish is to get away from Issoudun, though I leave my +only friend here," said Agathe, kissing Madame Hochon's hand. "When +shall I see you again?" + +"Ah! my dear, never until we meet above. We have suffered enough here +below," she added in a low voice, "for God to take pity upon us." + +Shortly after, while Monsieur Mouilleron had gone across the way to talk +with Max, Gritte greatly astonished Monsieur and Madame Hochon, Agathe, +Joseph, and Adolphine by announcing the visit of Monsieur Rouget. +Jean-Jacques came to bid his sister good-by, and to offer her his +caleche for the drive to Bourges. + +"Ah! your pictures have been a great evil to us," said Agathe. + +"Keep them, my sister," said the old man, who did not even now believe +in their value. + +"Neighbor," remarked Monsieur Hochon, "our best friends, our surest +defenders, are our own relations; above all, when they are such as your +sister Agathe, and your nephew Joseph." + +"Perhaps so," said old Rouget in his dull way. + +"We ought all to think of ending our days in a Christian manner," said +Madame Hochon. + +"Ah! Jean-Jacques," said Agathe, "what a day this has been!" + +"Will you accept my carriage?" asked Rouget. + +"No, brother," answered Madame Bridau, "I thank you, and wish you health +and comfort." + +Rouget let his sister and nephew kiss him, and then he went away without +manifesting any feeling himself. Baruch, at a hint from his grandfather, +had been to see the postmaster. At eleven o'clock that night, the two +Parisians, ensconced in a wicker cabriolet drawn by one horse and ridden +by a postilion, quitted Issoudun. Adolphine and Madame Hochon parted +from them with tears in their eyes; they alone regretted Joseph and +Agathe. + +"They are gone!" said Francois Hochon, going, with the Rabouilleuse, +into Max's bedroom. + +"Well done! the trick succeeded," answered Max, who was now tired and +feverish. + +"But what did you say to old Mouilleron?" asked Francois. + +"I told him that I had given my assassin some cause to waylay me; that +he was a dangerous man and likely, if I followed up the affair, to +kill me like a dog before he could be captured. Consequently, I begged +Mouilleron and Prangin to make the most active search ostensibly, but +really to let the assassin go in peace, unless they wished to see me a +dead man." + +"I do hope, Max," said Flore, "that you will be quiet at night for some +time to come." + +"At any rate, we are delivered from the Parisians!" cried Max. "The +fellow who stabbed me had no idea what a service he was doing us." + +The next day, the departure of the Parisians was celebrated as a victory +of the provinces over Paris by every one in Issoudun, except the more +sober and staid inhabitants, who shared the opinions of Monsieur and +Madame Hochon. A few of Max's friends spoke very harshly of the Bridaus. + +"Do those Parisians fancy we are all idiots," cried one, "and think they +have only got to hold their hats and catch legacies?" + +"They came to fleece, but they have got shorn themselves," said another; +"the nephew is not to the uncle's taste." + +"And, if you please, they actually consulted a lawyer in Paris--" + +"Ah! had they really a plan?" + +"Why, of course,--a plan to get possession of old Rouget. But the +Parisians were not clever enough; that lawyer can't crow over us +Berrichons!" + +"How abominable!" + +"That's Paris for you!" + +"The Rabouilleuse knew they came to attack her, and she defended +herself." + +"She did gloriously right!" + +To the townspeople at large the Bridaus were Parisians and foreigners; +they preferred Max and Flore. + +We can imagine the satisfaction with which, after this campaign, Joseph +and Agathe re-entered their little lodging in the rue Mazarin. On the +journey, the artist recovered his spirits, which had, not unnaturally, +been put to flight by his arrest and twenty-four hours' confinement; but +he could not cheer up his mother. The Court of Peers was about to begin +the trial of the military conspirators, and that was sufficient to keep +Agathe from recovering her peace of mind. Philippe's conduct, in +spite of the clever defender whom Desroches recommended to him, roused +suspicions that were unfavorable to his character. In view of this, +Joseph, as soon as he had put Desroches in possession of all that was +going on at Issoudun, started with Mistigris for the chateau of the +Comte de Serizy, to escape hearing about the trial of the conspirators, +which lasted for twenty days. + +It is useless to record facts that may be found in contemporaneous +histories. Whether it were that he played a part previously agreed upon, +or that he was really an informer, Philippe was condemned to five years' +surveillance by the police department, and ordered to leave Paris +the same day for Autun, the town which the director-general of police +selected as the place of his exile for five years. This punishment +resembled the detention of prisoners on parole who have a town for a +prison. Learning that the Comte de Serizy, one of the peers appointed by +the Chamber on the court-martial, was employing Joseph to decorate +his chateau at Presles, Desroches begged the minister to grant him an +audience, and found Monsieur de Serizy most amiably disposed toward +Joseph, with whom he had happened to make personal acquaintance. +Desroches explained the financial condition of the two brothers, +recalling the services of the father, and the neglect shown to them +under the Restoration. + +"Such injustice, monseigneur," said the lawyer, "is a lasting cause of +irritation and discontent. You knew the father; give the sons a chance, +at least, of making a fortune--" + +And he drew a succinct picture of the situation of the family affairs +at Issoudun, begging the all-powerful vice-president of the Council of +State to take steps to induce the director-general of police to change +Philippe's place of residence from Autun to Issoudun. He also spoke of +Philippe's extreme poverty, and asked a dole of sixty francs a month, +which the minister of war ought, he said, for mere shame's sake, to +grant to a former lieutenant-colonel. + +"I will obtain all you ask of me, for I think it just," replied the +count. + +Three days later, Desroches, furnished with the necessary authority, +fetched Philippe from the prison of the Court of Peers, and took him to +his own house, rue de Bethizy. Once there, the young barrister read the +miserable vagabond one of those unanswerable lectures in which lawyers +rate things at their actual value; using plain terms to qualify the +conduct, and to analyze and reduce to their simplest meaning the +sentiments and ideas of clients toward whom they feel enough interest to +speak plainly. After humbling the Emperor's staff-officer by reproaching +him with his reckless dissipations, his mother's misfortunes, and the +death of Madame Descoings, he went on to tell him the state of things +at Issoudun, explaining it according to his lights, and probing both the +scheme and the character of Maxence Gilet and the Rabouilleuse to their +depths. Philippe, who was gifted with a keen comprehension in such +directions, listened with much more interest to this part of Desroches's +lecture than to what had gone before. + +"Under these circumstances," continued the lawyer, "you can repair the +injury you have done to your estimable family,--so far at least as it is +reparable; for you cannot restore life to the poor mother you have all +but killed. But you alone can--" + +"What can I do?" asked Philippe. + +"I have obtained a change of residence for you from Autun to +Issoudun.--" + +Philippe's sunken face, which had grown almost sinister in expression +and was furrowed with sufferings and privation, instantly lighted up +with a flash of joy. + +"And, as I was saying, you alone can recover the inheritance of old +Rouget's property; half of which may by this time be in the jaws of the +wolf named Gilet," replied Desroches. "You now know all the particulars, +and it is for you to act accordingly. I suggest no plan; I have no +ideas at all as to that; besides, everything will depend on local +circumstances. You have to deal with a strong force; that fellow is very +astute. The way he attempted to get back the pictures your uncle had +given to Joseph, the audacity with which he laid a crime on your poor +brother's shoulders, all go to prove that the adversary is capable of +everything. Therefore, be prudent; and try to behave properly out of +policy, if you can't do so out of decency. Without telling Joseph, whose +artist's pride would be up in arms, I have sent the pictures to Monsieur +Hochon, telling him to give them up to no one but you. By the way, +Maxence Gilet is a brave man." + +"So much the better," said Philippe; "I count on his courage for +success; a coward would leave Issoudun." + +"Well,--think of your mother who has been so devoted to you, and of your +brother, whom you made your milch cow." + +"Ah! did he tell you that nonsense?" cried Philippe. + +"Am I not the friend of the family, and don't I know much more about you +than they do?" asked Desroches. + +"What do you know?" said Philippe. + +"That you betrayed your comrades." + +"I!" exclaimed Philippe. "I! a staff-officer of the Emperor! Absurd! +Why, we fooled the Chamber of Peers, the lawyers, the government, and +the whole of the damned concern. The king's people were completely +hood-winked." + +"That's all very well, if it was so," answered the lawyer. "But, don't +you see, the Bourbons can't be overthrown; all Europe is backing them; +and you ought to try to make your peace with the war department,--you +could do that readily enough if you were rich. To get rich, you and your +brother, you must lay hold of your uncle. If you will take the trouble +to manage an affair which needs great cleverness, patience, and caution, +you have enough work before you to occupy your five years." + +"No, no," cried Philippe, "I must take the bull by the horns at once. +This Maxence may alter the investment of the property and put it in that +woman's name; and then all would be lost." + +"Monsieur Hochon is a good adviser, and sees clearly; consult him. You +have your orders from the police; I have taken your place in the Orleans +diligence for half-past seven o'clock this evening. I suppose your trunk +is ready; so, now come and dine." + +"I own nothing but what I have got on my back," said Philippe, opening +his horrible blue overcoat; "but I only need three things, which you +must tell Giroudeau, the uncle of Finot, to send me,--my sabre, my +sword, and my pistols." + +"You need more than that," said the lawyer, shuddering as he looked at +his client. "You will receive a quarterly stipend which will clothe you +decently." + +"Bless me! are you here, Godeschal?" cried Philippe, recognizing in +Desroches's head-clerk, as they passed out, the brother of Mariette. + +"Yes, I have been with Monsieur Desroches for the last two months." + +"And he will stay with me, I hope, till he gets a business of his own," +said Desroches. + +"How is Mariette?" asked Philippe, moved at his recollections. + +"She is getting ready for the opening of the new theatre." + +"It would cost her little trouble to get my sentence remitted," said +Philippe. "However, as she chooses!" + +After a meagre dinner, given by Desroches who boarded his head-clerk, +the two lawyers put the political convict in the diligence, and wished +him good luck. + + + + +CHAPTER XIV + +On the second of November, All-Souls' day, Philippe Bridau appeared +before the commissary of police at Issoudun, to have the date of his +arrival recorded on his papers; and by that functionary's advice he went +to lodge in the rue l'Avenier. The news of the arrival of an officer, +banished on account of the late military conspiracy, spread rapidly +through the town, and caused all the more excitement when it was known +that this officer was a brother of the painter who had been falsely +accused. Maxence Gilet, by this time entirely recovered from his wound, +had completed the difficult operation of turning all Pere Rouget's +mortgages into money, and putting the proceeds in one sum, on the +"grand-livre." The loan of one hundred and forty thousand francs +obtained by the old man on his landed property had caused a great +sensation,--for everything is known in the provinces. Monsieur Hochon, +in the Bridau interest, was much put about by this disaster, and +questioned old Monsieur Heron, the notary at Bourges, as to the object +of it. + +"The heirs of old Rouget, if old Rouget changes his mind, ought to make +me a votive offering," cried Monsieur Heron. "If it had not been for me, +the old fellow would have allowed the fifty thousand francs' income to +stand in the name of Maxence Gilet. I told Mademoiselle Brazier that +she ought to look to the will only, and not run the risk of a suit +for spoliation, seeing what numerous proofs these transfers in every +direction would give against them. To gain time, I advised Maxence and +his mistress to keep quiet, and let this sudden change in the usual +business habits of the old man be forgotten." + +"Protect the Bridaus, for they have nothing," said Monsieur Hochon, who +in addition to all other reasons, could not forgive Gilet the terrors he +had endured when fearing the pillage of his house. + +Maxence Gilet and Flore Brazier, now secure against all attack, were +very merry over the arrival of another of old Rouget's nephews. They +knew they were able, at the first signal of danger, to make the old man +sign a power of attorney under which the money in the Funds could +be transferred either to Max or Flore. If the will leaving Flore the +principal, should be revoked, an income of fifty thousand francs was a +very tolerable crumb of comfort,--more particularly after squeezing from +the real estate that mortgage of a hundred and forty thousand. + +The day after his arrival, Philippe called upon his uncle about ten +o'clock in the morning, anxious to present himself in his dilapidated +clothing. When the convalescent of the Hopital du Midi, the prisoner of +the Luxembourg, entered the room, Flore Brazier felt a shiver pass +over her at the repulsive sight. Gilet himself was conscious of that +particular disturbance both of mind and body, by which Nature sometimes +warns us of a latent enmity, or a coming danger. If there was something +indescribably sinister in Philippe's countenance, due to his recent +misfortunes, the effect was heightened by his clothes. His forlorn blue +great-coat was buttoned in military fashion to the throat, for painful +reasons; and yet it showed much that it pretended to conceal. The bottom +edges of the trousers, ragged like those of an almshouse beggar, were +the sign of abject poverty. The boots left wet splashes on the floor, +as the mud oozed from fissures in the soles. The gray hat, which the +colonel held in his hand, was horribly greasy round the rim. The malacca +cane, from which the polish had long disappeared, must have stood in all +the corners of all the cafes in Paris, and poked its worn-out end into +many a corruption. Above the velvet collar, rubbed and worn till the +frame showed through it, rose a head like that which Frederick Lemaitre +makes up for the last act in "The Life of a Gambler,"--where the +exhaustion of a man still in the prime of life is betrayed by the +metallic, brassy skin, discolored as if with verdigris. Such tints are +seen on the faces of debauched gamblers who spend their nights in play: +the eyes are sunken in a dusky circle, the lids are reddened rather than +red, the brow is menacing from the wreck and ruin it reveals. Philippe's +cheeks, which were sunken and wrinkled, showed signs of the illness from +which he had scarcely recovered. His head was bald, except for a fringe +of hair at the back which ended at the ears. The pure blue of his +brilliant eyes had acquired the cold tones of polished steel. + +"Good-morning, uncle," he said, in a hoarse voice. "I am your +nephew, Philippe Bridau,--a specimen of how the Bourbons treat a +lieutenant-colonel, an old soldier of the old army, one who carried the +Emperor's orders at the battle of Montereau. If my coat were to open, I +should be put to shame in presence of Mademoiselle. Well, it is the +rule of the game! We hoped to begin it again; we tried it, and we have +failed! I am to reside in your city by the order of the police, with a +full pay of sixty francs a month. So the inhabitants needn't fear that +I shall raise the price of provisions! I see you are in good and lovely +company." + +"Ah! you are my nephew," said Jean-Jacques. + +"Invite monsieur le colonel to breakfast with us," said Flore. + +"No, I thank you, madame," answered Philippe, "I have breakfasted. +Besides, I would cut off my hand sooner than ask a bit of bread or +a farthing from my uncle, after the treatment my mother and brother +received in this town. It did not seem proper, however, that I should +settle here, in Issoudun, without paying my respects to him from time +to time. You can do what you like," he added, offering the old man his +hand, into which Rouget put his own, which Philippe shook, "--whatever +you like. I shall have nothing to say against it; provided the honor of +the Bridaus is untouched." + +Gilet could look at the lieutenant-colonel as much as he pleased, for +Philippe pointedly avoided casting his eyes in his direction. Max, +though the blood boiled in his veins, was too well aware of the +importance of behaving with political prudence--which occasionally +resembles cowardice--to take fire like a young man; he remained, +therefore, perfectly calm and cold. + +"It wouldn't be right, monsieur," said Flore, "to live on sixty francs +a month under the nose of an uncle who has forty thousand francs a year, +and who has already behaved so kindly to Captain Gilet, his natural +relation, here present--" + +"Yes, Philippe," cried the old man, "you must see that!" + +On Flore's presentation, Philippe made a half-timid bow to Max. + +"Uncle, I have some pictures to return to you; they are now at Monsieur +Hochon's. Will you be kind enough to come over some day and identify +them." + +Saying these last words in a curt tone, lieutenant-colonel Philippe +Bridau departed. The tone of his visit made, if possible, a deeper +impression on Flore's mind, and also on that of Max, than the shock +they had felt at the first sight of that horrible campaigner. As soon as +Philippe had slammed the door, with the violence of a disinherited heir, +Max and Flore hid behind the window-curtains to watch him as he crossed +the road, to the Hochons'. + +"What a vagabond!" exclaimed Flore, questioning Max with a glance of her +eye. + +"Yes; unfortunately there were men like him in the armies of the +Emperor; I sent seven to the shades at Cabrera," answered Gilet. + +"I do hope, Max, that you won't pick a quarrel with that fellow," said +Mademoiselle Brazier. + +"He smelt so of tobacco," complained the old man. + +"He was smelling after your money-bags," said Flore, in a peremptory +tone. "My advice is that you don't let him into the house again." + +"I'd prefer not to," replied Rouget. + +"Monsieur," said Gritte, entering the room where the Hochon family were +all assembled after breakfast, "here is the Monsieur Bridau you were +talking about." + +Philippe made his entrance politely, in the midst of a dead silence +caused by general curiosity. Madame Hochon shuddered from head to foot +as she beheld the author of all Agathe's woes and the murderer of good +old Madame Descoings. Adolphine also felt a shock of fear. Baruch +and Francois looked at each other in surprise. Old Hochon kept his +self-possession, and offered a seat to the son of Madame Bridau. + +"I have come, monsieur," said Philippe, "to introduce myself to you; I +am forced to consider how I can manage to live here, for five years, on +sixty francs a month." + +"It can be done," said the octogenarian. + +Philippe talked about things in general, with perfect propriety. He +mentioned the journalist Lousteau, nephew of the old lady, as a "rara +avis," and won her good graces from the moment she heard him say that +the name of Lousteau would become celebrated. He did not hesitate to +admit his faults of conduct. To a friendly admonition which Madame +Hochon addressed to him in a low voice, he replied that he had reflected +deeply while in prison, and could promise that in future he would live +another life. + +On a hint from Philippe, Monsieur Hochon went out with him when he took +his leave. When the miser and the soldier reached the boulevard Baron, +a place where no one could overhear them, the colonel turned to the old +man,-- + +"Monsieur," he said, "if you will be guided by me, we will never speak +together of matters and things, or people either, unless we are walking +in the open country, or in places where we cannot be heard. Maitre +Desroches has fully explained to me the influence of the gossip of a +little town. Therefore I don't wish you to be suspected of advising me; +though Desroches has told me to ask for your advice, and I beg you not +to be chary of giving it. We have a powerful enemy in our front, and it +won't do to neglect any precaution which may help to defeat him. In the +first place, therefore, excuse me if I do not call upon you again. +A little coldness between us will clear you of all suspicion of +influencing my conduct. When I want to consult you, I will pass +along the square at half-past nine, just as you are coming out after +breakfast. If you see me carry my cane on my shoulder, that will mean +that we must meet--accidentally--in some open space which you will point +out to me." + +"I see you are a prudent man, bent on success," said old Hochon. + +"I shall succeed, monsieur. First of all, give me the names of the +officers of the old army now living in Issoudun, who have not taken +sides with Maxence Gilet; I wish to make their acquaintance." + +"Well, there's a captain of the artillery of the Guard, Monsieur +Mignonnet, a man about forty years of age, who was brought up at the +Ecole Polytechnique, and lives in a quiet way. He is a very honorable +man, and openly disapproves of Max, whose conduct he considers unworthy +of a true soldier." + +"Good!" remarked the lieutenant-colonel. + +"There are not many soldiers here of that stripe," resumed Monsieur +Hochon; "the only other that I know is an old cavalry captain." + +"That is my arm," said Philippe. "Was he in the Guard?" + +"Yes," replied Monsieur Hochon. "Carpentier was, in 1810, sergeant-major +in the dragoons; then he rose to be sub-lieutenant in the line, and +subsequently captain of cavalry." + +"Giroudeau may know him," thought Philippe. + +"This Monsieur Carpentier took the place in the mayor's office which +Gilet threw up; he is a friend of Monsieur Mignonnet." + +"How can I earn my living here?" + +"They are going, I think, to establish a mutual insurance agency in +Issoudun, for the department of the Cher; you might get a place in it, +but the pay won't be more than fifty francs a month at the outside." + +"That will be enough." + +At the end of a week Philippe had a new suit of clothes,--coat, +waistcoat, and trousers,--of good blue Elbeuf cloth, bought on credit, +to be paid for at so much a month; also new boots, buckskin gloves, and +a hat. Giroudeau sent him some linen, with his weapons and a letter for +Carpentier, who had formerly served under Giroudeau. The letter secured +him Carpentier's good-will, and the latter presented him to his friend +Mignonnet as a man of great merit and the highest character. Philippe +won the admiration of these worthy officers by confiding to them a few +facts about the late conspiracy, which was, as everybody knows, the +last attempt of the old army against the Bourbons; for the affair of the +sergeants at La Rochelle belongs to another order of ideas. + +Warned by the fate of the conspiracy of the 19th of August, 1820, and +of those of Berton and Caron, the soldiers of the old army resigned +themselves, after their failure in 1822, to await events. This last +conspiracy, which grew out of that of the 19th of August, was really +a continuation of the latter, carried on by a better element. Like its +predecessor, it was absolutely unknown to the royal government. Betrayed +once more, the conspirators had the wit to reduce their vast enterprise +to the puny proportions of a barrack plot. This conspiracy, in which +several regiments of cavalry, infantry, and artillery were concerned, +had its centre in the north of France. The strong places along the +frontier were to be captured at a blow. If success had followed, the +treaties of 1815 would have been broken by a federation with Belgium, +which, by a military compact made among the soldiers, was to withdraw +from the Holy Alliance. Two thrones would have been plunged in a moment +into the vortex of this sudden cyclone. Instead of this formidable +scheme--concerted by strong minds and supported by personages of high +rank--being carried out, one small part of it, and that only, was +discovered and brought before the Court of Peers. Philippe Bridau +consented to screen the leaders, who retired the moment the plot was +discovered (either by treachery or accident), and from their seats in +both Chambers lent their co-operation to the inquiry only to work for +the ultimate success of their purpose at the heart of the government. + +To recount this scheme, which, since 1830, the Liberals have openly +confessed in all its ramifications, would trench upon the domain of +history and involve too long a digression. This glimpse of it is enough +to show the double part which Philippe Bridau undertook to play. The +former staff-officer of the Emperor was to lead a movement in Paris +solely for the purpose of masking the real conspiracy and occupying the +mind of the government at its centre, while the great struggle should +burst forth at the north. When the latter miscarried before discovery, +Philippe was ordered to break all links connecting the two plots, and to +allow the secrets of the secondary plot only to become known. For +this purpose, his abject misery, to which his state of health and his +clothing bore witness, was amply sufficient to undervalue the character +of the conspiracy and reduce its proportions in the eyes of the +authorities. The role was well suited to the precarious position of +the unprincipled gambler. Feeling himself astride of both parties, the +crafty Philippe played the saint to the royal government, all the while +retaining the good opinion of the men in high places who were of +the other party,--determined to cast in his lot at a later day with +whichever side he might then find most to his advantage. + +These revelations as to the vast bearings of the real conspiracy made +Philippe a man of great distinction in the eyes of Carpentier and +Mignonnet, to whom his self-devotion seemed a state-craft worthy of the +palmy days of the Convention. In a short time the tricky Bonapartist +was seen to be on friendly terms with the two officers, and the +consideration they enjoyed in the town was, of course, shared by him. +He soon obtained, through their recommendation, the situation in the +insurance office that old Hochon had suggested, which required only +three hours of his day. Mignonnet and Carpentier put him up at their +club, where his good manners and bearing, in keeping with the high +opinion which the two officers expressed about him, won him a respect +often given to external appearances that are only deceitful. + +Philippe, whose conduct was carefully considered and planned, had +indeed made many reflections while in prison as to the inconveniences +of leading a debauched life. He did not need Desroches's lecture to +understand the necessity of conciliating the people at Issoudun by +decent, sober, and respectable conduct. Delighted to attract Max's +ridicule by behaving with the propriety of a Mignonnet, he went further, +and endeavored to lull Gilet's suspicions by deceiving him as to his +real character. He was bent on being taken for a fool by appearing +generous and disinterested; all the while drawing a net around his +adversary, and keeping his eye on his uncle's property. His mother and +brother, on the contrary, who were really disinterested, generous, +and lofty, had been accused of greed because they had acted with +straightforward simplicity. Philippe's covetousness was fully roused by +Monsieur Hochon, who gave him all the details of his uncle's property. +In the first secret conversation which he held with the octogenarian, +they agreed that Philippe must not awaken Max's suspicions; for the game +would be lost if Flore and Max were to carry off their victim, though no +further than Bourges. + +Once a week the colonel dined with Mignonnet; another day with +Carpentier; and every Thursday with Monsieur Hochon. At the end of three +weeks he received other invitations for the remaining days, so that he +had little more than his breakfast to provide. He never spoke of +his uncle, nor of the Rabouilleuse, nor of Gilet, unless it were in +connection with his mother and his brother's stay in Issoudun. The three +officers--the only soldiers in the town who were decorated, and among +whom Philippe had the advantage of the rosette, which in the eyes of +all provincials gave him a marked superiority--took a habit of walking +together every day before dinner, keeping, as the saying is, to +themselves. This reserve and tranquillity of demeanor had an +excellent effect on Issoudun. All Max's adherents thought Philippe a +"sabreur,"--an expression applied by soldiers to the commonest sort of +courage in their superior officers, while denying that they possess the +requisite qualities of a commander. + +"He is a very honorable man," said Goddet the surgeon, to Max. + +"Bah!" replied Gilet, "his behavior before the Court of Peers proves him +to have been either a dupe or a spy; he is, as you say, ninny enough to +have been duped by the great players." + +After obtaining his situation, Philippe, who was well informed as to +the gossip of the town, wished to conceal certain circumstances of his +present life as much as possible from the knowledge of the inhabitants; +he therefore went to live in a house at the farther end of the faubourg +Saint-Paterne, to which was attached a large garden. Here he was able +in the utmost secrecy to fence with Carpentier, who had been a +fencing-master in the infantry before entering the cavalry. Philippe +soon recovered his early dexterity, and learned other and new secrets +from Carpentier, which convinced him that he need not fear the prowess +of any adversary. This done, he began openly to practise with pistols, +with Mignonnet and Carpentier, declaring it was for amusement, but +really intending to make Max believe that, in case of a duel, he should +rely on that weapon. Whenever Philippe met Gilet he waited for him to +bow first, and answered the salutation by touching the brim of his hat +cavalierly, as an officer acknowledges the salute of a private. Maxence +Gilet gave no sign of impatience or displeasure; he never uttered a +single word about Bridau at the Cognettes' where he still gave suppers; +although, since Fario's attack, the pranks of the Order of Idleness were +temporarily suspended. + +After a while, however, the contempt shown by Lieutenant-colonel Bridau +for the former cavalry captain, Gilet, was a settled fact, which certain +Knights of Idleness, who were less bound to Max than Francois, Baruch, +and three or four others, discussed among themselves. They were much +surprised to see the violent and fiery Max behave with such discretion. +No one in Issoudun, not even Potel or Renard, dared broach so delicate +a subject with him. Potel, somewhat disturbed by this open +misunderstanding between two heroes of the Imperial Guard, suggested +that Max might be laying a net for the colonel; he asserted that some +new scheme might be looked for from the man who had got rid of the +mother and one brother by making use of Fario's attack upon him, the +particulars of which were now no longer a mystery. Monsieur Hochon had +taken care to reveal the truth of Max's atrocious accusation to the best +people of the town. Thus it happened that in talking over the situation +of the lieutenant-colonel in relation to Max, and in trying to guess +what might spring from their antagonism, the whole town regarded the two +men, from the start, as adversaries. + +Philippe, who had carefully investigated all the circumstances of his +brother's arrest and the antecedents of Gilet and the Rabouilleuse, was +finally brought into rather close relations with Fario, who lived near +him. After studying the Spaniard, Philippe thought he might trust a man +of that quality. The two found their hatred so firm a bond of union, +that Fario put himself at Philippe's disposal, and related all that +he knew about the Knights of Idleness. Philippe promised, in case he +succeeded in obtaining over his uncle the power now exercised by Gilet, +to indemnify Fario for his losses; this bait made the Spaniard his +henchman. Maxence was now face to face with a dangerous foe; he had, as +they say in those parts, some one to handle. Roused by much gossip and +various rumors, the town of Issoudun expected a mortal combat between +the two men, who, we must remark, mutually despised each other. + +One morning, toward the end of November, Philippe met Monsieur Hochon +about twelve o'clock, in the long avenue of Frapesle, and said to him:-- + +"I have discovered that your grandsons Baruch and Francois are the +intimate friends of Maxence Gilet. The rascals are mixed up in all the +pranks that are played about this town at night. It was through them +that Maxence knew what was said in your house when my mother and brother +were staying there." + +"How did you get proof of such a monstrous thing?" + +"I overheard their conversation one night as they were leaving a +drinking-shop. Your grandsons both owe Max more than three thousand +francs. The scoundrel told the lads to try and find out our intentions; +he reminded them that you had once thought of getting round my uncle +by priestcraft, and declared that nobody but you could guide me; for he +thinks, fortunately, that I am nothing more than a 'sabreur.'" + +"My grandsons! is it possible?" + +"Watch them," said Philippe. "You will see them coming home along the +place Saint-Jean, at two or three o'clock in the morning, as tipsy as +champagne-corks, and in company with Gilet--" + +"That's why the scamps keep so sober at home!" cried Monsieur Hochon. + +"Fario has told me all about their nocturnal proceedings," resumed +Philippe; "without him, I should never have suspected them. My uncle is +held down under an absolute thraldom, if I may judge by certain things +which the Spaniard has heard Max say to your boys. I suspect Max and +the Rabouilleuse of a scheme to make sure of the fifty thousand francs' +income from the Funds, and then, after pulling that feather from their +pigeon's wing, to run away, I don't know where, and get married. It is +high time to know what is going on under my uncle's roof, but I don't +see how to set about it." + +"I will think of it," said the old man. + +They separated, for several persons were now approaching. + +Never, at any time in his life, did Jean-Jacques suffer as he had done +since the first visit of his nephew Philippe. Flore was terrified by the +presentiment of some evil that threatened Max. Weary of her master, and +fearing that he might live to be very old, since he was able to bear +up under their criminal practices, she formed the very simple plan of +leaving Issoudun and being married to Maxence in Paris, after obtaining +from Jean-Jacques the transfer of the income in the Funds. The old +bachelor, guided, not by any justice to his family, nor by personal +avarice, but solely by his passion, steadily refused to make the +transfer, on the ground that Flore was to be his sole heir. The unhappy +creature knew to what extent Flore loved Max, and he believed he would +be abandoned the moment she was made rich enough to marry. When Flore, +after employing the tenderest cajoleries, was unable to succeed, she +tried rigor; she no longer spoke to her master; Vedie was sent to wait +upon him, and found him in the morning with his eyes swollen and red +with weeping. For a week or more, poor Rouget had breakfasted alone, and +Heaven knows on what food! + +The day after Philippe's conversation with Monsieur Hochon, he +determined to pay a second visit to his uncle, whom he found much +changed. Flore stayed beside the old man, speaking tenderly and looking +at him with much affection; she played the comedy so well that Philippe +guessed some immediate danger, merely from the solicitude thus displayed +in his presence. Gilet, whose policy it was to avoid all collision with +Philippe, did not appear. After watching his uncle and Flore for a time +with a discerning eye, the colonel judged that the time had come to +strike his grand blow. + +"Adieu, my dear uncle," he said, rising as if to leave the house. + +"Oh! don't go yet," cried the old man, who was comforted by Flore's +false tenderness. "Dine with us, Philippe." + +"Yes, if you will come and take a walk with me." + +"Monsieur is very feeble," interposed Mademoiselle Brazier; "just now he +was unwilling even to go out in the carriage," she added, turning upon +the old man the fixed look with which keepers quell a maniac. + +Philippe took Flore by the arm, compelling her to look at him, and +looking at her in return as fixedly as she had just looked at her +victim. + +"Tell me, mademoiselle," he said, "is it a fact that my uncle is not +free to take a walk with me?" + +"Why, yes he is, monsieur," replied Flore, who was unable to make any +other answer. + +"Very well. Come, uncle. Mademoiselle, give him his hat and cane." + +"But--he never goes out without me. Do you, monsieur?" + +"Yes, Philippe, yes; I always want her--" + +"It would be better to take the carriage," said Flore. + +"Yes, let us take the carriage," cried the old man, in his anxiety to +make his two tyrants agree. + +"Uncle, you will come with me, alone, and on foot, or I shall never +return here; I shall know that the town of Issoudun tells the truth, +when it declares you are under the dominion of Mademoiselle Flore +Brazier. That my uncle should love you, is all very well," he resumed, +holding Flore with a fixed eye; "that you should not love my uncle is +also on the cards; but when it comes to your making him unhappy--halt! +If people want to get hold of an inheritance, they must earn it. Are you +coming, uncle?" + +Philippe saw the eyes of the poor imbecile roving from himself to Flore, +in painful hesitation. + +"Ha! that's how it is, is it?" resumed the lieutenant-colonel. "Well, +adieu, uncle. Mademoiselle, I kiss your hands." + +He turned quickly when he reached the door, and caught Flore in the act +of making a menacing gesture at his uncle. + +"Uncle," he said, "if you wish to go with me, I will meet you at your +door in ten minutes: I am now going to see Monsieur Hochon. If you and +I do not take that walk, I shall take upon myself to make some others +walk." + +So saying, he went away, and crossed the place Saint-Jean to the +Hochons. + +Every one can imagine the scenes which the revelations made by Philippe +to Monsieur Hochon had brought about within that family. At nine +o'clock, old Monsieur Heron, the notary, presented himself with a bundle +of papers, and found a fire in the hall which the old miser, contrary +to all his habits, had ordered to be lighted. Madame Hochon, already +dressed at this unusual hour, was sitting in her armchair at the +corner of the fireplace. The two grandsons, warned the night before by +Adolphine that a storm was gathering about their heads, had been ordered +to stay in the house. Summoned now by Gritte, they were alarmed at the +formal preparations of their grandparents, whose coldness and anger they +had been made to feel in the air for the last twenty-four hours. + +"Don't rise for them," said their grandfather to Monsieur Heron; "you +see before you two miscreants, unworthy of pardon." + +"Oh, grandpapa!" said Francois. + +"Be silent!" said the old man sternly. "I know of your nocturnal life +and your intimacy with Monsieur Maxence Gilet. But you will meet him no +more at Mere Cognette's at one in the morning; for you will not leave +this house, either of you, until you go to your respective destinations. +Ha! it was you who ruined Fario, was it? you, who have narrowly escaped +the police-courts--Hold your tongue!" he said, seeing that Baruch was +about to speak. "You both owe money to Monsieur Maxence Gilet; who, +for six years, has paid for your debauchery. Listen, both of you, to my +guardianship accounts; after that, I shall have more to say. You will +see, after these papers are read, whether you can still trifle with +me,--still trifle with family laws by betraying the secrets of this +house, and reporting to a Monsieur Maxence Gilet what is said and what +is done here. For three thousand francs, you became spies; for ten +thousand, you would, no doubt, become assassins. You did almost kill +Madame Bridau; for Monsieur Gilet knew very well it was Fario who +stabbed him when he threw the crime upon my guest, Monsieur Joseph +Bridau. If that jail-bird did so wicked an act, it was because you told +him what Madame Bridau meant to do. You, my grandsons, the spies of +such a man! You, house-breakers and marauders! Don't you know that +your worthy leader killed a poor young woman, in 1806? I will not have +assassins and thieves in my family. Pack your things; you shall go hang +elsewhere!" + +The two young men turned white and stiff as plaster casts. + +"Read on, Monsieur Heron," said Hochon. + +The old notary read the guardianship accounts; from which it appeared +that the net fortune of the two Borniche children amounted to seventy +thousand francs, a sum derived from the dowry of their mother: but +Monsieur Hochon had lent his daughter various large sums, and was +now, as creditor, the owner of a part of the property of his Borniche +grandchildren. The portion coming to Baruch amounted to only twenty +thousand francs. + +"Now you are rich," said the old man, "take your money, and go. I remain +master of my own property and that of Madame Hochon, who in this matter +shares all my intentions, and I shall give it to whom I choose; namely, +our dear Adolphine. Yes, we can marry her if we please to the son of a +peer of France, for she will be an heiress." + +"A noble fortune!" said Monsieur Heron. + +"Monsieur Maxence Gilet will make up this loss to you," said Madame +Hochon. + +"Let my hard-saved money go to a scapegrace like you? no, indeed!" cried +Monsieur Hochon. + +"Forgive me!" stammered Baruch. + +"'Forgive, and I won't do it again,'" sneered the old man, imitating a +child's voice. "If I were to forgive you, and let you out of this house, +you would go and tell Monsieur Maxence what has happened, and warn him +to be on his guard. No, no, my little men. I shall keep my eye on you, +and I have means of knowing what you do. As you behave, so shall I +behave to you. It will be by a long course of good conduct, not that of +a day or a month, but of years, that I shall judge you. I am strong +on my legs, my eyes are good, my health is sound; I hope to live long +enough to see what road you take. Your first move will be to Paris, +where you will study banking under Messieurs Mongenod and Sons. Ill-luck +to you if you don't walk straight; you will be watched. Your property is +in the hand of Messieurs Mongenod; here is a cheque for the amount. +Now then, release me as guardian, and sign the accounts, and also this +receipt," he added, taking the papers from Monsieur Heron and handing +them to Baruch. + +"As for you, Francois Hochon, you owe me money instead of having any +to receive," said the old man, looking at his other grandson. "Monsieur +Heron, read his account; it is all clear--perfectly clear." + +The reading was done in the midst of perfect stillness. + +"You will have six hundred francs a year, and with that you will go +to Poitiers and study law," said the grandfather, when the notary had +finished. "I had a fine life in prospect for you; but now, you must earn +your living as a lawyer. Ah! my young rascals, you have deceived me for +six years; you now know it has taken me but one hour to get even with +you: I have seven-leagued boots." + +Just as old Monsieur Heron was preparing to leave with the signed +papers, Gritte announced Colonel Bridau. Madame Hochon left the room, +taking her grandsons with her, that she might, as old Hochon said, +confess them privately and find out what effect this scene had produced +upon them. + +Philippe and the old man stood in the embrasure of a window and spoke in +low tones. + +"I have been reflecting on the state of your affairs over there," said +Monsieur Hochon pointing to the Rouget house. "I have just had a talk +with Monsieur Heron. The security for the fifty thousand francs a +year from the property in the Funds cannot be sold unless by the owner +himself or some one with a power of attorney from him. Now, since +your arrival here, your uncle has not signed any such power before +any notary; and, as he has not left Issoudun, he can't have signed one +elsewhere. If he attempts to give a power of attorney here, we shall +know it instantly; if he goes away to give one, we shall also know it, +for it will have to be registered, and that excellent Heron has means of +finding it out. Therefore, if Rouget leaves Issoudun, have him followed, +learn where he goes, and we will find a way to discover what he does." + +"The power of attorney has not been given," said Philippe; "they are +trying to get it; but--they--will--not--suc--ceed--" added the vagabond, +whose eye just then caught sight of his uncle on the steps of the +opposite house: he pointed him out to Monsieur Hochon, and related +succinctly the particulars, at once so petty and so important, of his +visit. + +"Maxence is afraid of me, but he can't evade me. Mignonnet says that all +the officers of the old army who are in Issoudun give a yearly banquet +on the anniversary of the Emperor's coronation; so Maxence Gilet and I +are sure to meet in a few days." + +"If he gets a power of attorney by the morning of the first of +December," said Hochon, "he might take the mail-post for Paris, and give +up the banquet." + +"Very good. The first thing is, then, to get possession of my uncle; +I've an eye that cows a fool," said Philippe, giving Monsieur Hochon an +atrocious glance that made the old man tremble. + +"If they let him walk with you, Maxence must believe he has found some +means to win the game," remarked the old miser. + +"Oh! Fario is on the watch," said Philippe, "and he is not alone. That +Spaniard has discovered one of my old soldiers in the neighborhood of +Vatan, a man I once did some service to. Without any one's suspecting +it, Benjamin Bourdet is under Fario's orders, who has lent him a horse +to get about with." + +"If you kill that monster who has corrupted my grandsons, I shall say +you have done a good deed." + +"Thanks to me, the town of Issoudun now knows what Monsieur Maxence +Gilet has been doing at night for the last six years," replied Philippe; +"and the cackle, as you call it here, is now started on him. Morally his +day is over." + +The moment Philippe left his uncle's house Flore went to Max's room to +tell him every particular of the nephew's bold visit. + +"What's to be done?" she asked. + +"Before trying the last means,--which will be to fight that big +reprobate," replied Maxence, "--we must play double or quits, and try +our grand stroke. Let the old idiot go with his nephew." + +"But that big brute won't mince matters," remonstrated Flore; "he'll +call things by their right names." + +"Listen to me," said Maxence in a harsh voice. "Do you think I've +not kept my ears open, and reflected about how we stand? Send to Pere +Cognette for a horse and a char-a-banc, and say we want them instantly: +they must be here in five minutes. Pack all your belongings, take Vedie, +and go to Vatan. Settle yourself there as if you mean to stay; carry off +the twenty thousand francs in gold which the old fellow has got in his +drawer. If I bring him to you in Vatan, you are to refuse to come back +here unless he signs the power of attorney. As soon as we get it I'll +slip off to Paris, while you're returning to Issoudun. When Jean-Jacques +gets back from his walk and finds you gone, he'll go beside himself, and +want to follow you. Well! when he does, I'll give him a talking to." + + + + +CHAPTER XV + +While the foregoing plot was progressing, Philippe was walking arm in +arm with his uncle along the boulevard Baron. + +"The two great tacticians are coming to close quarters at last," thought +Monsieur Hochon as he watched the colonel marching off with his uncle; +"I am curious to see the end of the game, and what becomes of the stake +of ninety thousand francs a year." + +"My dear uncle," said Philippe, whose phraseology had a flavor of his +affinities in Paris, "you love this girl, and you are devilishly right. +She is damnably handsome! Instead of billing and cooing she makes you +trot like a valet; well, that's all simple enough; but she wants to see +you six feet underground, so that she may marry Max, whom she adores." + +"I know that, Philippe, but I love her all the same." + +"Well, I have sworn by the soul of my mother, who is your own sister," +continued Philippe, "to make your Rabouilleuse as supple as my glove, +and the same as she was before that scoundrel, who is unworthy to have +served in the Imperial Guard, ever came to quarter himself in your +house." + +"Ah! if you could do that!--" said the old man. + +"It is very easy," answered Philippe, cutting his uncle short. "I'll +kill Max as I would a dog; but--on one condition," added the old +campaigner. + +"What is that?" said Rouget, looking at his nephew in a stupid way. + +"Don't sign that power of attorney which they want of you before the +third of December; put them off till then. Your torturers only want it +to enable them to sell the fifty thousand a year you have in the Funds, +so that they may run off to Paris and pay for their wedding festivities +out of your millions." + +"I am afraid so," replied Rouget. + +"Well, whatever they may say or do to you, put off giving that power of +attorney until next week." + +"Yes; but when Flore talks to me she stirs my very soul, till I don't +know what I do. I give you my word, when she looks at me in a certain +way, her blue eyes seem like paradise, and I am no longer master of +myself,--especially when for some days she had been harsh to me." + +"Well, whether she is sweet or sour, don't do more than promise to sign +the paper, and let me know the night before you are going to do it. That +will answer. Maxence shall not be your proxy unless he first kills +me. If I kill him, you must agree to take me in his place, and I'll +undertake to break in that handsome girl and keep her at your beck +and call. Yes, Flore shall love you, and if she doesn't satisfy +you--thunder! I'll thrash her." + +"Oh! I never could allow that. A blow struck at Flore would break my +heart." + +"But it is the only way to govern women and horses. A man makes himself +feared, or loved, or respected. Now that is what I wanted to whisper in +your ear--Good-morning, gentlemen," he said to Mignonnet and Carpentier, +who came up at the moment; "I am taking my uncle for a walk, as you +see, and trying to improve him; for we are in an age when children are +obliged to educate their grandparents." + +They all bowed to each other. + +"You behold in my dear uncle the effects of an unhappy passion. Those +two want to strip him of his fortune and leave him in the lurch--you +know to whom I refer? He sees the plot; but he hasn't the courage to +give up his SUGAR-PLUM for a few days so as to baffle it." + +Philippe briefly explained his uncle's position. + +"Gentlemen," he remarked, in conclusion, "you see there are no two ways +of saving him: either Colonel Bridau must kill Captain Gilet, or Captain +Gilet must kill Colonel Bridau. We celebrate the Emperor's coronation +on the day after to-morrow; I rely upon you to arrange the seats at the +banquet so that I shall sit opposite to Gilet. You will do me the honor, +I hope, of being my seconds." + +"We will appoint you to preside, and sit ourselves on either side +of you. Max, as vice-president, will of course sit opposite," said +Mignonnet. + +"Oh! the scoundrel will have Potel and Renard with him," said +Carpentier. "In spite of all that Issoudun now knows and says of his +midnight maraudings, those two worthy officers, who have already been +his seconds, remain faithful to him." + +"You see how it all maps out, uncle," said Philippe. "Therefore, sign +no paper before the third of December; the next day you shall be free, +happy, and beloved by Flore, without having to coax for it." + +"You don't know him, Philippe," said the terrified old man. "Maxence has +killed nine men in duels." + +"Yes; but ninety thousand francs a year didn't depend on it," answered +Philippe. + +"A bad conscience shakes the hand," remarked Mignonnet sententiously. + +"In a few days from now," resumed Philippe, "you and the Rabouilleuse +will be living together as sweet as honey,--that is, after she gets +through mourning. At first she'll twist like a worm, and yelp, and weep; +but never mind, let the water run!" + +The two soldiers approved of Philippe's arguments, and tried to hearten +up old Rouget, with whom they walked about for nearly two hours. At last +Philippe took his uncle home, saying as they parted:-- + +"Don't take any steps without me. I know women. I have paid for one, who +cost me far more than Flore can ever cost you. But she taught me how to +behave to the fair sex for the rest of my days. Women are bad children; +they are inferior animals to men; we must make them fear us; the worst +condition in the world is to be governed by such brutes." + +It was about half-past two in the afternoon when the old man got home. +Kouski opened the door in tears,--that is, by Max's orders, he gave +signs of weeping. + +"Oh! Monsieur, Madame has gone away, and taken Vedie with her!" + +"Gone--a--way!" said the old man in a strangled voice. + +The blow was so violent that Rouget sat down on the stairs, unable to +stand. A moment after, he rose, looked about the hall, into the kitchen, +went up to his own room, searched all the chambers, and returned to the +salon, where he threw himself into a chair, and burst into tears. + +"Where is she?" he sobbed. "Oh! where is she? where is Max?" + +"I don't know," answered Kouski. "The captain went out without telling +me." + +Gilet thought it politic to be seen sauntering about the town. By +leaving the old man alone with his despair, he knew he should make him +feel his desertion the more keenly, and reduce him to docility. To keep +Philippe from assisting his uncle at this crisis, he had given Kouski +strict orders not to open the door to any one. Flore away, the miserable +old man grew frantic, and the situation of things approached a crisis. +During his walk through the town, Maxence Gilet was avoided by many +persons who a day or two earlier would have hastened to shake hands with +him. A general reaction had set in against him. The deeds of the Knights +of Idleness were ringing on every tongue. The tale of Joseph Bridau's +arrest, now cleared up, disgraced Max in the eyes of all; and his life +and conduct received in one day their just award. Gilet met Captain +Potel, who was looking for him, and seemed almost beside himself. + +"What's the matter with you, Potel?" + +"My dear fellow, the Imperial Guard is being black-guarded all over the +town! These civilians are crying you down! and it goes to the bottom of +my heart." + +"What are they complaining of?" asked Max. + +"Of what you do at night." + +"As if we couldn't amuse ourselves a little!" + +"But that isn't all," said Potel. + +Potel belonged to the same class as the officer who replied to the +burgomasters: "Eh! your town will be paid for, if we do burn it!" So he +was very little troubled about the deeds of the Order of Idleness. + +"What more?" inquired Gilet. + +"The Guard is against the Guard. It is that that breaks my heart. Bridau +has set all these bourgeois on you. The Guard against the Guard! no, it +ought not to be! You can't back down, Max; you must meet Bridau. I had a +great mind to pick a quarrel with the low scoundrel myself and send him +to the shades; I wish I had, and then the bourgeois wouldn't have seen +the spectacle of the Guard against the Guard. In war times, I don't +say anything against it. Two heroes of the Guard may quarrel, and +fight,--but at least there are no civilians to look on and sneer. No, I +say that big villain never served in the Guard. A guardsman would never +behave as he does to another guardsman, under the very eyes of the +bourgeois; impossible! Ah! it's all wrong; the Guard is disgraced--and +here, at Issoudun! where it was once so honored." + +"Come, Potel, don't worry yourself," answered Max; "even if you do not +see me at the banquet--" + +"What! do you mean that you won't be there the day after to-morrow?" +cried Potel, interrupting his friend. "Do you wish to be called a +coward? and have it said you are running away from Bridau? No, no! The +unmounted grenadiers of the Guard can not draw back before the dragoons +of the Guard. Arrange your business in some other way and be there!" + +"One more to send to the shades!" said Max. "Well, I think I can manage +my business so as to get there--For," he thought to himself, "that power +of attorney ought not to be in my name; as old Heron says, it would look +too much like theft." + +This lion, tangled in the meshes Philippe Bridau was weaving for him, +muttered between his teeth as he went along; he avoided the looks of +those he met and returned home by the boulevard Vilatte, still talking +to himself. + +"I will have that money before I fight," he said. "If I die, it shall +not go to Philippe. I must put it in Flore's name. She will follow my +instructions, and go straight to Paris. Once there, she can marry, if +she chooses, the son of some marshal of France who has been sent to the +right-about. I'll have that power of attorney made in Baruch's name, and +he'll transfer the property by my order." + +Max, to do him justice, was never more cool and calm in appearance +than when his blood and his ideas were boiling. No man ever united in +a higher degree the qualities which make a great general. If his career +had not been cut short by his captivity at Cabrera, the Emperor would +certainly have found him one of those men who are necessary to the +success of vast enterprises. When he entered the room where the hapless +victim of all these comic and tragic scenes was still weeping, Max asked +the meaning of such distress; seemed surprised, pretended that he knew +nothing, and heard, with well-acted amazement, of Flore's departure. +He questioned Kouski, to obtain some light on the object of this +inexplicable journey. + +"Madame said like this," Kouski replied, "--that I was to tell monsieur +she had taken twenty thousand francs in gold from his drawer, thinking +that monsieur wouldn't refuse her that amount as wages for the last +twenty-two years." + +"Wages?" exclaimed Rouget. + +"Yes," replied Kouski. "Ah! I shall never come back," she said to +Vedie as she drove away. "Poor Vedie, who is so attached to monsieur, +remonstrated with madame. 'No, no,' she answered, 'he has no affection +for me; he lets his nephew treat me like the lowest of the low'; and she +wept--oh! bitterly." + +"Eh! what do I care for Philippe?" cried the old man, whom Max was +watching. "Where is Flore? how can we find out where she is?" + +"Philippe, whose advice you follow, will help you," said Max coldly. + +"Philippe?" said the old man, "what has he to do with the poor child? +There is no one but you, my good Max, who can find Flore. She will +follow you--you could bring her back to me--" + +"I don't wish to oppose Monsieur Bridau," observed Max. + +"As for that," cried Rouget, "if that hinders you, he told me he meant +to kill you." + +"Ah!" exclaimed Gilet, laughing, "we will see about it!" + +"My friend," said the old man, "find Flore, and I will do all she wants +of me." + +"Some one must have seen her as she passed through the town," said +Maxence to Kouski. "Serve dinner; put everything on the table, and then +go and make inquiries from place to place. Let us know, by dessert, +which road Mademoiselle Brazier has taken." + +This order quieted for a time the poor creature, who was moaning like +a child that has lost its nurse. At this moment Rouget, who hated Max, +thought his tormentor an angel. A passion like that of this miserable +old man for Flore is astonishingly like the emotions of childhood. At +six o'clock, the Pole, who had merely taken a walk, returned to announce +that Flore had driven towards Vatan. + +"Madame is going back to her own people, that's plain," said Kouski. + +"Would you like to go to Vatan to-night?" said Max. "The road is +bad, but Kouski knows how to drive, and you'll make your peace better +to-night than to-morrow morning." + +"Let us go!" cried Rouget. + +"Put the horse in quietly," said Max to Kouski; "manage, if you can, +that the town shall not know of this nonsense, for Monsieur Rouget's +sake. Saddle my horse," he added in a whisper. "I will ride on ahead of +you." + +Monsieur Hochon had already notified Philippe of Flore's departure; and +the colonel rose from Monsieur Mignonnet's dinner-table to rush to the +place Saint-Jean; for he at once guessed the meaning of this clever +strategy. When Philippe presented himself at his uncle's house, Kouski +answered through a window that Monsieur Rouget was unable to see any +one. + +"Fario," said Philippe to the Spaniard, who was stationed in the +Grande-Narette, "go and tell Benjamin to mount his horse; it is +all-important that I shall know what Gilet does with my uncle." + +"They are now putting the horse into the caleche," said Fario, who had +been watching the Rouget stable. + +"If they go towards Vatan," answered Philippe, "get me another horse, +and come yourself with Benjamin to Monsieur Mignonnet's." + +"What do you mean to do?" asked Monsieur Hochon, who had come out of his +own house when he saw Philippe and Fario standing together. + +"The genius of a general, my dear Monsieur Hochon," said Philippe, +"consists not only in carefully observing the enemy's movements, but +also in guessing his intentions from those movements, and in modifying +his own plan whenever the enemy interferes with it by some unexpected +action. Now, if my uncle and Max drive out together, they are going +to Vatan; Maxence will have promised to reconcile him with Flore, who +'fugit ad salices,'--the manoeuvre is General Virgil's. If that's the +line they take, I don't yet know what I shall do; I shall have some +hours to think it over, for my uncle can't sign a power of attorney at +ten o'clock at night; the notaries will all be in bed. If, as I +rather fancy, Max goes on in advance of my uncle to teach Flore her +lesson,--which seems necessary and probable,--the rogue is lost! you +will see the sort of revenge we old soldiers take in a game of this +kind. Now, as I need a helper for this last stroke, I must go back to +Mignonnet's and make an arrangement with my friend Carpentier." + +Shaking hands with Monsieur Hochon, Philippe went off down the +Petite-Narette to Mignonnet's house. Ten minutes later, Monsieur Hochon +saw Max ride off at a quick trot; and the old miser's curiosity was +so powerfully excited that he remained standing at his window, eagerly +expecting to hear the wheels of the old demi-fortune, which was not long +in coming. Jean-Jacques's impatience made him follow Max within twenty +minutes. Kouski, no doubt under orders from his master, walked the horse +through the town. + +"If they get to Paris, all is lost," thought Monsieur Hochon. + +At this moment, a lad from the faubourg de Rome came to the Hochon house +with a letter for Baruch. The two grandsons, much subdued by the events +of the morning, had kept their rooms of their own accord during the day. +Thinking over their prospects, they saw plainly that they had better be +cautious with their grandparents. Baruch knew very well the influence +which his grandfather Hochon exerted over his grandfather and +grandmother Borniche: Monsieur Hochon would not hesitate to get their +property for Adolphine if his conduct were such as to make them pin +their hopes on the grand marriage with which his grandfather had +threatened him that morning. Being richer than Francois, Baruch had the +most to lose; he therefore counselled an absolute surrender, with no +other condition than the payment of their debt to Max. As for Francois, +his future was entirely in the hands of his grandfather; he had no +expectations except from him, and by the guardianship account, he was +now his debtor. The two young men accordingly gave solemn promises +of amendment, prompted by their imperilled interests, and by the hope +Madame Hochon held out, that the debt to Max should be paid. + +"You have done very wrong," she said to them; "repair it by future good +conduct, and Monsieur Hochon will forget it." + +So, when Francois had read the letter which had been brought for Baruch, +over the latter's shoulder, he whispered in his ear, "Ask grandpapa's +advice." + +"Read this," said Baruch, taking the letter to old Hochon. + +"Read it to me yourself; I haven't my spectacles." + + My dear Friend,--I hope you will not hesitate, under the serious + circumstances in which I find myself, to do me the service of + receiving a power of attorney from Monsieur Rouget. Be at Vatan + to-morrow morning at nine o'clock. I shall probably send you to + Paris, but don't be uneasy; I will furnish you with money for the + journey, and join you there immediately. I am almost sure I shall + be obliged to leave Issoudun, December third. + + Adieu. I count on your friendship; rely on that of your friend, + + Maxence + + +"God be praised!" exclaimed Monsieur Hochon; "the property of that old +idiot is saved from the claws of the devil." + +"It will be if you say so," said Madame Hochon; "and I thank God,--who +has no doubt heard my prayers. The prosperity of the wicked is always +fleeting." + +"You must go to Vatan, and accept the power of attorney from Monsieur +Rouget," said the old man to Baruch. "Their object is to get fifty +thousand francs a year transferred to Mademoiselle Brazier. They will +send you to Paris, and you must seem to go; but you are to stop at +Orleans, and wait there till you hear from me. Let no one--not a +soul--know where you lodge; go to the first inn you come to in the +faubourg Bannier, no matter if it is only a post-house--" + +"Look here!" cried Francois, who had rushed to the window at the sudden +noise of wheels in the Grande-Narette. "Here's something new!--Pere +Rouget and Colonel Bridau coming back together in the caleche, Benjamin +and Captain Carpentier following on horseback!" + +"I'll go over," cried Monsieur Hochon, whose curiosity carried the day +over every other feeling. + +Monsieur Hochon found old Rouget in his bedroom, writing the following +letter at his nephew's dictation: + + Mademoiselle,--If you do not start to return here the moment you + receive this letter, your conduct will show such ingratitude for + all my goodness that I shall revoke the will I have made in your + favor, and give my property to my nephew Philippe. You will + understand that Monsieur Gilet can no longer be my guest after + staying with you at Vatan. I send this letter by Captain + Carpentier, who will put it into your own hands. I hope you will + listen to his advice; he will speak to you with authority from me. + Your affectionate + + J.-J. Rouget. + + +"Captain Carpentier and I MET my uncle, who was so foolish as to follow +Mademoiselle Brazier and Monsieur Gilet to Vatan," said Philippe, with +sarcastic emphasis, to Monsieur Hochon. "I have made my uncle see that +he was running his head into a noose; for that girl will abandon him the +moment she gets him to sign a power of attorney, by which they mean to +obtain the income of his money in the Funds. That letter will bring +her back under his roof, the handsome runaway! this very night, or I'm +mistaken. I promise to make her as pliable as a bit of whalebone for the +rest of her days, if my uncle allows me to take Maxence Gilet's place; +which, in my opinion, he ought never to have had in the first place. Am +I not right?--and yet here's my uncle bemoaning himself!" + +"Neighbor," said Monsieur Hochon, "you have taken the best means to get +peace in your household. Destroy your will, and Flore will be once more +what she used to be in the early days." + +"No, she will never forgive me for what I have made her suffer," +whimpered the old man; "she will no longer love me." + +"She shall love you, and closely too; I'll take care of that," said +Philippe. + +"Come, open your eyes!" exclaimed Monsieur Hochon. "They mean to rob you +and abandon you." + +"Oh! I was sure of it!" cried the poor imbecile. + +"See, here is a letter Maxence has written to my grandson Borniche," +said old Hochon. "Read it." + +"What infamy!" exclaimed Carpentier, as he listened to the letter, which +Rouget read aloud, weeping. + +"Is that plain enough, uncle?" demanded Philippe. "Hold that hussy by +her interests and she'll adore you as you deserve." + +"She loves Maxence too well; she will leave me," cried the frightened +old man. + +"But, uncle, Maxence or I,--one or the other of us--won't leave our +footsteps in the dust of Issoudun three days hence." + +"Well then go, Monsieur Carpentier," said Rouget; "if you promise me to +bring her back, go! You are a good man; say to her in my name all you +think you ought to say." + +"Captain Carpentier will whisper in her ear that I have sent to Paris +for a woman whose youth and beauty are captivating; that will bring the +jade back in a hurry!" + +The captain departed, driving himself in the old caleche; Benjamin +accompanied him on horseback, for Kouski was nowhere to be found. Though +threatened by the officers with arrest and the loss of his situation, +the Pole had gone to Vatan on a hired horse, to warn Max and Flore of +the adversary's move. After fulfilling his mission, Carpentier, who did +not wish to drive back with Flore, was to change places with Benjamin, +and take the latter's horse. + +When Philippe was told of Kouski's flight he said to Benjamin, "You will +take the Pole's place, from this time on. It is all mapping out, papa +Hochon!" cried the lieutenant-colonel. "That banquet will be jovial!" + +"You will come and live here, of course," said the old miser. + +"I have told Fario to send me all my things," answered Philippe. "I +shall sleep in the room adjoining Gilet's apartment,--if my uncle +consents." + +"What will come of all this?" cried the terrified old man. + +"Mademoiselle Flore Brazier is coming, gentle as a paschal lamb," +replied Monsieur Hochon. + +"God grant it!" exclaimed Rouget, wiping his eyes. + +"It is now seven o'clock," said Philippe; "the sovereign of your heart +will be here at half-past eleven: you'll never see Gilet again, and you +will be as happy ever after as a pope.--If you want me to succeed," he +whispered to Monsieur Hochon, "stay here till the hussy comes; you can +help me in keeping the old man up to his resolution; and, together, +we'll make that crab-girl see on which side her bread is buttered." + +Monsieur Hochon felt the reasonableness of the request and stayed: +but they had their hands full, for old Rouget gave way to childish +lamentations, which were only quieted by Philippe's repeating over and +over a dozen times:-- + +"Uncle, you will see that I am right when Flore returns to you as tender +as ever. You shall be petted; you will save your property: be guided by +my advice, and you'll live in paradise for the rest of your days." + +When, about half-past eleven, wheels were heard in the Grande-Narette, +the question was, whether the carriage were returning full or empty. +Rouget's face wore an expression of agony, which changed to the +prostration of excessive joy when he saw the two women, as the carriage +turned to enter the courtyard. + +"Kouski," said Philippe, giving a hand to Flore to help her down. "You +are no longer in Monsieur Rouget's service. You will not sleep here +to-night; get your things together, and go. Benjamin takes your place." + +"Are you the master here?" said Flore sarcastically. + +"With your permission," replied Philippe, squeezing her hand as if in a +vice. "Come! we must have an understanding, you and I"; and he led the +bewildered woman out into the place Saint-Jean. + +"My fine lady," began the old campaigner, stretching out his right hand, +"three days hence, Maxence Gilet will be sent to the shades by that arm, +or his will have taken me off guard. If I die, you will be the mistress +of my poor imbecile uncle; 'bene sit.' If I remain on my pins, you'll +have to walk straight, and keep him supplied with first-class happiness. +If you don't, I know girls in Paris who are, with all due respect, much +prettier than you; for they are only seventeen years old: they would +make my uncle excessively happy, and they are in my interests. Begin +your attentions this very evening; if the old man is not as gay as a +lark to-morrow morning, I have only a word to say to you; it is this, +pay attention to it,--there is but one way to kill a man without the +interference of the law, and that is to fight a duel with him; but I +know three ways to get rid of a woman: mind that, my beauty!" + +During this address, Flore shook like a person with the ague. + +"Kill Max--?" she said, gazing at Philippe in the moonlight. + +"Come, here's my uncle." + +Old Rouget, turning a deaf ear to Monsieur Hochon's remonstrances, now +came out into the street, and took Flore by the hand, as a miser might +have grasped his treasure; he drew her back to the house and into his +own room and shut the door. + +"This is Saint-Lambert's day, and he who deserts his place, loses it," +remarked Benjamin to the Pole. + +"My master will shut your mouth for you," answered Kouski, departing to +join Max who established himself at the hotel de la Poste. + +On the morrow, between nine and eleven o'clock, all the women talked +to each other from door to door throughout the town. The story of the +wonderful change in the Rouget household spread everywhere. The upshot +of the conversations was the same on all sides,-- + +"What will happen at the banquet between Max and Colonel Bridau?" + +Philippe said but few words to the Vedie,--"Six hundred francs' annuity, +or dismissal." They were enough, however, to keep her neutral, for a +time, between the two great powers, Philippe and Flore. + +Knowing Max's life to be in danger, Flore became more affectionate +to Rouget than in the first days of their alliance. Alas! in love, a +self-interested devotion is sometimes more agreeable than a truthful +one; and that is why many men pay so much for clever deceivers. The +Rabouilleuse did not appear till the next morning, when she came down to +breakfast with Rouget on her arm. Tears filled her eyes as she beheld, +sitting in Max's place, the terrible adversary, with his sombre blue +eyes, and the cold, sinister expression on his face. + +"What is the matter, mademoiselle?" he said, after wishing his uncle +good-morning. + +"She can't endure the idea of your fighting Maxence," said old Rouget. + +"I have not the slightest desire to kill Gilet," answered Philippe. "He +need only take himself off from Issoudun and go to America on a venture. +I should be the first to advise you to give him an outfit, and to wish +him a safe voyage. He would soon make a fortune there, and that is far +more honorable than turning Issoudun topsy-turvy at night, and playing +the devil in your household." + +"Well, that's fair enough," said Rouget, glancing at Flore. + +"A-mer-i-ca!" she ejaculated, sobbing. + +"It is better to kick his legs about in a free country than have them +rot in a pine box in France. However, perhaps you think he is a good +shot, and can kill me; it's on the cards," observed the colonel. + +"Will you let me speak to him?" said Flore, imploring Philippe in a +humble and submissive tone. + +"Certainly; he can come here and pack up his things. I will stay with +my uncle during that time; for I shall not leave the old man again," +replied Philippe. + +"Vedie," cried Flore, "run to the hotel, and tell Monsieur Gilet that I +beg him--" + +"--to come and get his belongings," said Philippe, interrupting Flore's +message. + +"Yes, yes, Vedie; that will be a good pretext to see me; I must speak to +him." + +Terror controlled her hatred; and the shock which her whole being +experienced when she first encountered this strong and pitiless nature +was now so overwhelming that she bowed before Philippe just as Rouget +had been in the habit of bending before her. She anxiously awaited +Vedie's return. The woman brought a formal refusal from Max, who +requested Mademoiselle Brazier to send his things to the hotel de la +Poste. + +"Will you allow me to take them to him?" she said to Jean-Jacques +Rouget. + +"Yes, but will you come back?" said the old man. + +"If Mademoiselle is not back by midday, you will give me a power of +attorney to attend to your property," said Philippe, looking at Flore. +"Take Vedie with you, to save appearances, mademoiselle. In future you +are to think of my uncle's honor." + +Flore could get nothing out of Max. Desperate at having allowed himself, +before the eyes of the whole town, to be routed out of his shameless +position, Gilet was too proud to run away from Philippe. The +Rabouilleuse combated this objection, and proposed that they should fly +together to America; but Max, who did not want Flore without her money, +and yet did not wish the girl to see the bottom of his heart, insisted +on his intention of killing Philippe. + +"We have committed a monstrous folly," he said. "We ought all three to +have gone to Paris and spent the winter there; but how could one guess, +from the mere sight of that fellow's big carcass, that things would turn +out as they have? The turn of events is enough to make one giddy! I took +the colonel for one of those fire-eaters who haven't two ideas in their +head; that was the blunder I made. As I didn't have the sense to double +like a hare in the beginning, I'll not be such a coward as to back down +before him. He has lowered me in the estimation of this town, and I +cannot get back what I have lost unless I kill him." + +"Go to America with forty thousand francs. I'll find a way to get rid of +that scoundrel, and join you. It would be much wiser." + +"What would people say of me?" he exclaimed. "No; I have buried nine +already. The fellow doesn't seem as if he knew much; he went from school +to the army, and there he was always fighting till 1815; then he went +to America, and I doubt if the brute ever set foot in a fencing-alley; +while I have no match with the sabre. The sabre is his arm; I shall seem +very generous in offering it to him,--for I mean, if possible, to let +him insult me,--and I can easily run him through. Unquestionably, it is +my wisest course. Don't be uneasy; we shall be masters of the field in a +couple of days." + +That it was that a stupid point of honor had more influence over Max +than sound policy. When Flore got home she shut herself up to cry at +ease. During the whole of that day gossip ran wild in Issoudun, and the +duel between Philippe and Maxence was considered inevitable. + +"Ah! Monsieur Hochon," said Mignonnet, who, accompanied by Carpentier, +met the old man on the boulevard Baron, "we are very uneasy; for Gilet +is clever with all weapons." + +"Never mind," said the old provincial diplomatist; "Philippe has managed +this thing well from the beginning. I should never have thought that +big, easy-going fellow would have succeeded as he has. The two have +rolled together like a couple of thunder-clouds." + +"Oh!" said Carpentier, "Philippe is a remarkable man. His conduct before +the Court of Peers was a masterpiece of diplomacy." + +"Well, Captain Renard," said one of the townsfolk to Max's friend. "They +say wolves don't devour each other, but it seems that Max is going +to set his teeth in Colonel Bridau. That's pretty serious among you +gentlemen of the Old Guard." + +"You make fun of it, do you? Because the poor fellow amused himself a +little at night, you are all against him," said Potel. "But Gilet is a +man who couldn't stay in a hole like Issoudun without finding something +to do." + +"Well, gentlemen," remarked another, "Max and the colonel must play out +their game. Bridau had to avenge his brother. Don't you remember Max's +treachery to the poor lad?" + +"Bah! nothing but an artist," said Renard. + +"But the real question is about the old man's property," said a third. +"They say Monsieur Gilet was laying hands on fifty thousand francs a +year, when the colonel turned him out of his uncle's house." + +"Gilet rob a man! Come, don't say that to any one but me, Monsieur +Canivet," cried Potel. "If you do, I'll make you swallow your +tongue,--and without any sauce." + +Every household in town offered prayers for the honorable Colonel +Bridau. + + + + +CHAPTER XVI + +Towards four o'clock the following day, the officers of the old army +who were at Issoudun or its environs, were sauntering about the place +du Marche, in front of an eating-house kept by a man named Lacroix, and +waiting the arrival of Colonel Philippe Bridau. The banquet in honor +of the coronation was to take place with military punctuality at five +o'clock. Various groups of persons were talking of Max's discomfiture, +and his dismissal from old Rouget's house; for not only were the +officers to dine at Lacroix's, but the common soldiers had determined +on a meeting at a neighboring wine-shop. Among the officers, Potel and +Renard were the only ones who attempted to defend Max. + +"Is it any of our business what takes place among the old man's heirs?" +said Renard. + +"Max is weak with women," remarked the cynical Potel. + +"There'll be sabres unsheathed before long," said an old sub-lieutenant, +who cultivated a kitchen-garden in the upper Baltan. "If Monsieur +Maxence Gilet committed the folly of going to live under old Rouget's +roof, he would be a coward if he allowed himself to be turned off like a +valet without asking why." + +"Of course," said Mignonnet dryly. "A folly that doesn't succeed becomes +a crime." + +At this moment Max joined the old soldiers of Napoleon, and was received +in significant silence. Potel and Renard each took an arm of their +friend, and walked about with him, conversing. Presently Philippe was +seen approaching in full dress; he trailed his cane after him with an +imperturbable air which contrasted with the forced attention Max was +paying to the remarks of his two supporters. Bridau's hand was grasped +by Mignonnet, Carpentier, and several others. This welcome, so different +from that accorded to Max, dispelled the last feeling of cowardice, or, +if you prefer it, wisdom, which Flore's entreaties, and above all, her +tendernesses, had awakened in the latter's mind. + +"We shall fight," he said to Renard, "and to the death. Therefore don't +talk to me any more; let me play my part well." + +After these words, spoken in a feverish tone, the three Bonapartists +returned to the group of officers and mixed among them. Max bowed first +to Bridau, who returned his bow, and the two exchanged a frigid glance. + +"Come, gentlemen, let us take our seats," said Potel. + +"And drink to the health of the Little Corporal, who is now in the +paradise of heroes," cried Renard. + +The company poured into the long, low dining-hall of the restaurant +Lacroix, the windows of which opened on the market-place. Each guest +took his seat at the table, where, in compliance with Philippe's +request, the two adversaries were placed directly opposite to each +other. Some young men of the town, among them several Knights of +Idleness, anxious to know what might happen at the banquet, were +walking about the street and discussing the critical position into +which Philippe had contrived to force Max. They all deplored the crisis, +though each considered the duel to be inevitable. + +Everything went off well until the dessert, though the two antagonists +displayed, in spite of the apparent joviality of the dinner, a certain +vigilance that resembled disquietude. While waiting for the quarrel +that both were planning, Philippe showed admirable coolness, and Max a +distracting gayety; but to an observer, each was playing a part. + +When the desert was served Philippe rose and said: "Fill your glasses, +my friends! I ask permission to propose the first toast." + +"He said _my friends_, don't fill your glass," whispered Renard to Max. + +Max poured out some wine. + +"To the Grand Army!" cried Philippe, with genuine enthusiasm. + +"To the Grand Army!" was repeated with acclamation by every voice. + +At this moment eleven private soldiers, among whom were Benjamin and +Kouski, appeared at the door of the room and repeated the toast,-- + +"To the Grand Army!" + +"Come in, my sons; we are going to drink His health." + +The old soldiers came in and stood behind the officers. + +"You see He is not dead!" said Kouski to an old sergeant, who had +perhaps been grieving that the Emperor's agony was over. + +"I claim the second toast," said Mignonnet, as he rose. "Let us drink to +those who attempted to restore his son!" + +Every one present, except Maxence Gilet, bowed to Philippe Bridau, and +stretched their glasses towards him. + +"One word," said Max, rising. + +"It is Max! it is Max!" cried voices outside; and then a deep silence +reigned in the room and in the street, for Gilet's known character made +every one expect a taunt. + +"May we _all_ meet again at this time next year," said Max, bowing +ironically to Philippe. + +"It's coming!" whispered Kouski to his neighbor. + +"The Paris police would never allow a banquet of this kind," said Potel +to Philippe. + +"Why the devil to you mention the police to Colonel Bridau?" said +Maxence insolently. + +"Captain Potel--_he_--meant no insult," said Philippe, smiling coldly. +The stillness was so profound that the buzzing of a fly could have been +heard if there had been one. + +"The police were sufficiently afraid of me," resumed Philippe, "to send +me to Issoudun,--a place where I have had the pleasure of meeting old +comrades, but where, it must be owned, there is a dearth of amusement. +For a man who doesn't despise folly, I'm rather restricted. However, it +is certainly economical, for I am not one of those to whom feather-beds +give incomes; Mariette of the Grand Opera cost me fabulous sums." + +"Is that remark meant for me, my dear colonel?" asked Max, sending a +glance at Philippe which was like a current of electricity. + +"Take it as you please," answered Bridau. + +"Colonel, my two friends here, Renard and Potel, will call to-morrow +on--" + +"--on Mignonnet and Carpentier," answered Philippe, cutting short Max's +sentence, and motioning towards his two neighbors. + +"Now," said Max, "let us go on with the toasts." + +The two adversaries had not raised their voices above the tone of +ordinary conversation; there was nothing solemn in the affair except the +dead silence in which it took place. + +"Look here, you others!" cried Philippe, addressing the soldiers who +stood behind the officers; "remember that our affairs don't concern the +bourgeoisie--not a word, therefore, on what goes on here. It is for the +Old Guard only." + +"They'll obey orders, colonel," said Renard. "I'll answer for them." + +"Long live His little one! May he reign over France!" cried Potel. + +"Death to Englishmen!" cried Carpentier. + +That toast was received with prodigious applause. + +"Shame on Hudson Lowe," said Captain Renard. + +The dessert passed off well; the libations were plentiful. The +antagonists and their four seconds made it a point of honor that a duel, +involving so large a fortune, and the reputation of two men noted for +their courage, should not appear the result of an ordinary squabble. No +two gentlemen could have behaved better than Philippe and Max; in this +respect the anxious waiting of the young men and townspeople grouped +about the market-place was balked. All the guests, like true soldiers, +kept silence as to the episode which took place at dessert. At ten +o'clock that night the two adversaries were informed that the sabre +was the weapon agreed upon by the seconds; the place chosen for the +rendezvous was behind the chancel of the church of the Capuchins at +eight o'clock the next morning. Goddet, who was at the banquet in his +quality of former army surgeon, was requested to be present at the +meeting. The seconds agreed that, no matter what might happen, the +combat should last only ten minutes. + +At eleven o'clock that night, to Colonel Bridau's amazement, Monsieur +Hochon appeared at his rooms just as he was going to bed, escorting +Madame Hochon. + +"We know what has happened," said the old lady, with her eyes full of +tears, "and I have come to entreat you not to leave the house to-morrow +morning without saying your prayers. Lift your soul to God!" + +"Yes, madame," said Philippe, to whom old Hochon made a sign from behind +his wife's back. + +"That is not all," said Agathe's godmother. "I stand in the place of +your poor mother, and I divest myself, for you, of a thing which I hold +most precious,--here," she went on, holding towards Philippe a tooth, +fastened upon a piece of black velvet embroidered in gold, to which she +had sewn a pair of green strings. Having shown it to him, she replaced +it in a little bag. "It is a relic of Sainte Solange, the patron saint +of Berry," she said, "I saved it during the Revolution; wear it on your +breast to-morrow." + +"Will it protect me from a sabre-thrust?" asked Philippe. + +"Yes," replied the old lady. + +"Then I have no right to wear that accoutrement any more than if it were +a cuirass," cried Agathe's son. + +"What does he mean?" said Madame Hochon. + +"He says it is not playing fair," answered Hochon. + +"Then we will say no more about it," said the old lady, "I shall pray +for you." + +"Well, madame, prayer--and a good point--can do no harm," said Philippe, +making a thrust as if to pierce Monsieur Hochon's heart. + +The old lady kissed the colonel on his forehead. As she left the house, +she gave thirty francs--all the money she possessed--to Benjamin, +requesting him to sew the relic into the pocket of his master's +trousers. Benjamin did so,--not that he believed in the virtue of the +tooth, for he said his master had a much better talisman than that +against Gilet, but because his conscience constrained him to fulfil a +commission for which he had been so liberally paid. Madame Hochon went +home full of confidence in Saint Solange. + +At eight o'clock the next morning, December third, the weather being +cloudy, Max, accompanied by his seconds and the Pole, arrived on the +little meadow which then surrounded the apse of the church of the +Capuchins. There he found Philippe and his seconds, with Benjamin, +waiting for him. Potel and Mignonnet paced off twenty-four feet; at each +extremity, the two attendants drew a line on the earth with a spade: +the combatants were not allowed to retreat beyond that line, on pain of +being thought cowardly. Each was to stand at his own line, and advance +as he pleased when the seconds gave the word. + +"Do we take off our coats?" said Philippe to his adversary coldly. + +"Of course," answered Maxence, with the assumption of a bully. + +They did so; the rosy tints of their skin appearing through the cambric +of their shirts. Each, armed with a cavalry sabre selected of equal +weight, about three pounds, and equal length, three feet, placed himself +at his own line, the point of his weapon on the ground, awaiting the +signal. Both were so calm that, in spite of the cold, their muscles +quivered no more than if they had been made of iron. Goddet, the four +seconds, and the two soldiers felt an involuntary admiration. + +"They are a proud pair!" + +The exclamation came from Potel. + +Just as the signal was given, Max caught sight of Fario's sinister face +looking at them through the hole which the Knights of Idleness had made +for the pigeons in the roof of the church. Those eyes, which sent forth +streams of fire, hatred, and revenge, dazzled Max for a moment. The +colonel went straight to his adversary, and put himself on guard in a +way that gained him an advantage. Experts in the art of killing, +know that, of two antagonists, the ablest takes the "inside of the +pavement,"--to use an expression which gives the reader a tangible +idea of the effect of a good guard. That pose, which is in some degree +observant, marks so plainly a duellist of the first rank that a feeling +of inferiority came into Max's soul, and produced the same disarray of +powers which demoralizes a gambler when, in presence of a master or a +lucky hand, he loses his self-possession and plays less well than usual. + +"Ah! the lascar!" thought Max, "he's an expert; I'm lost!" + +He attempted a "moulinet," and twirled his sabre with the dexterity of +a single-stick. He wanted to bewilder Philippe, and strike his weapon so +as to disarm him; but at the first encounter he felt that the colonel's +wrist was iron, with the flexibility of a steel spring. Maxence was then +forced, unfortunate fellow, to think of another move, while Philippe, +whose eyes were darting gleams that were sharper than the flash of +their blades, parried every attack with the coolness of a fencing-master +wearing his plastron in an armory. + +Between two men of the calibre of these combatants, there occurs a +phenomenon very like that which takes place among the lower classes, +during the terrible tussle called "the savante," which is fought with +the feet, as the name implies. Victory depends on a false movement, on +some error of the calculation, rapid as lightning, which must be made +and followed almost instinctively. During a period of time as short to +the spectators as it seems long to the combatants, the contest lies in +observation, so keen as to absorb the powers of mind and body, and yet +concealed by preparatory feints whose slowness and apparent prudence +seem to show that the antagonists are not intending to fight. This +moment, which is followed by a rapid and decisive struggle, is terrible +to a connoisseur. At a bad parry from Max the colonel sent the sabre +spinning from his hand. + +"Pick it up," he said, pausing; "I am not the man to kill a disarmed +enemy." + +There was something atrocious in the grandeur of these words; they +seemed to show such consciousness of superiority that the onlookers took +them for a shrewd calculation. In fact, when Max replaced himself in +position, he had lost his coolness, and was once more confronted with +his adversary's raised guard which defended the colonel's whole person +while it menaced his. He resolved to redeem his shameful defeat by a +bold stroke. He no longer guarded himself, but took his sabre in both +hands and rushed furiously on his antagonist, resolved to kill him, if +he had to lose his own life. Philippe received a sabre-cut which slashed +open his forehead and a part of his face, but he cleft Max's head +obliquely by the terrible sweep of a "moulinet," made to break the force +of the annihilating stroke Max aimed at him. These two savage blows +ended the combat, at the ninth minute. Fario came down to gloat over the +sight of his enemy in the convulsions of death; for the muscles of a man +of Maxence Gilet's vigor quiver horribly. Philippe was carried back to +his uncle's house. + +Thus perished a man destined to do great deeds had he lived his life +amid environments which were suited to him; a man treated by Nature as +a favorite child, for she gave him courage, self-possession, and the +political sagacity of a Cesar Borgia. But education had not bestowed +upon him that nobility of conduct and ideas without which nothing great +is possible in any walk of life. He was not regretted, because of the +perfidy with which his adversary, who was a worse man than he, had +contrived to bring him into disrepute. His death put an end to the +exploits of the Order of Idleness, to the great satisfaction of the town +of Issoudun. Philippe therefore had nothing to fear in consequence +of the duel, which seemed almost the result of divine vengeance: its +circumstances were related throughout that whole region of country, with +unanimous praise for the bravery of the two combatants. + +"But they had better both have been killed," remarked Monsieur +Mouilleron; "it would have been a good riddance for the Government." + +The situation of Flore Brazier would have been very embarrassing were +it not for the condition into which she was thrown by Max's death. A +brain-fever set in, combined with a dangerous inflammation resulting +from her escapade to Vatan. If she had had her usual health, she might +have fled the house where, in the room above her, Max's room, and in +Max's bed, lay and suffered Max's murderer. She hovered between life +and death for three months, attended by Monsieur Goddet, who was also +attending Philippe. + +As soon as Philippe was able to hold a pen, he wrote the following +letters:-- + + To Monsieur Desroches: + + I have already killed the most venomous of the two reptiles; not + however without getting my own head split open by a sabre; but the + rascal struck with a dying hand. The other viper is here, and I + must come to an understanding with her, for my uncle clings to her + like the apple of his eye. I have been half afraid the girl, who + is devilishly handsome, might run away, and then my uncle would + have followed her; but an illness which seized her suddenly has + kept her in bed. If God desired to protect me, he would call her + soul to himself, now, while she is repenting of her sins. + Meantime, on my side I have, thanks to that old trump, Hochon, the + doctor of Issoudun, one named Goddet, a worthy soul who conceives + that the property of uncles ought to go to nephews rather than to + sluts. + + Monsieur Hochon has some influence on a certain papa Fichet, who + is rich, and whose daughter Goddet wants as a wife for his son: so + the thousand francs they have promised him if he mends up my pate + is not the chief cause of his devotion. Moreover, this Goddet, who + was formerly head-surgeon to the 3rd regiment of the line, has + been privately advised by my staunch friends, Mignonnet and + Carpentier; so he is now playing the hypocrite with his other + patient. He says to Mademoiselle Brazier, as he feels her pulse, + "You see, my child, that there's a God after all. You have been + the cause of a great misfortune, and you must now repair it. The + finger of God is in all this (it is inconceivable what they don't + say the finger of God is in!). Religion is religion: submit, + resign yourself, and that will quiet you better than my drugs. + Above all, resolve to stay here and take care of your master: + forget and forgive,--that's Christianity." + + Goddet has promised to keep the Rabouilleuse three months in her + bed. By degrees the girl will get accustomed to living under the + same roof with me. I have bought over the cook. That abominable + old woman tells her mistress Max would have led her a hard life; + and declares she overheard him say that if, after the old man's + death, he was obliged to marry Flore, he didn't mean to have his + prospects ruined by it, and he should find a way to get rid of + her. + + Thus, all goes well, so far. My uncle, by old Hochon's advice, has + destroyed his will. + +To Monsieur Giroudeau, care of Mademoiselle Florentine. Rue de Vendome, +Marais: + + My dear old Fellow,--Find out if the little rat Cesarine has any + engagement, and if not, try to arrange that she can come to + Issoudun in case I send for her; if I do, she must come at once. + It is a matter this time of decent behavior; no theatre morals. + She must present herself as the daughter of a brave soldier, + killed on the battle-field. Therefore, mind,--sober manners, + schoolgirl's clothes, virtue of the best quality; that's the + watchword. If I need Cesarine, and if she answers my purpose, I + will give her fifty thousand francs on my uncle's death. If + Cesarine has other engagements, explain what I want to Florentine; + and between you, find me some ballet-girl capable of playing the + part. + + I have had my skull cracked in a duel with the fellow who was + filching my inheritance, and is now feeding the worms. I'll tell + you all about it some day. Ah! old fellow, the good times are + coming back for you and me; we'll amuse ourselves once more, or we + are not the pair we really are. If you can send me five hundred + more cartridges I'll bite them. + + Adieu, my old fire-eater. Light your pipe with this letter. Mind, + the daughter of the officer is to come from Chateauroux, and must + seem to be in need of assistance. I hope however that I shall not + be driven to such dangerous expedients. Remember me to Mariette + and all our friends. + +Agathe, informed by Madame Hochon of what had happened, rushed to +Issoudun, and was received by her brother, who gave her Philippe's +former room. The poor mother's tenderness for the worthless son revived +in all its maternal strength; a few happy days were hers at last, as she +listened to the praises which the whole town bestowed upon her hero. + +"After all, my child," said Madame Hochon on the day of her arrival, +"youth must have its fling. The dissipations of a soldier under the +Empire must, of course, be greater than those of young men who are +looked after by their fathers. Oh! if you only knew what went on here at +night under that wretched Max! Thanks to your son, Issoudun now breathes +and sleeps in peace. Philippe has come to his senses rather late; he +told us frankly that those three months in the Luxembourg sobered him. +Monsieur Hochon is delighted with his conduct here; every one thinks +highly of it. If he can be kept away from the temptations of Paris, he +will end by being a comfort to you." + +Hearing these consolatory words Agathe's eyes filled with tears. + +Philippe played the saint to his mother, for he had need of her. That +wily politician did not wish to have recourse to Cesarine unless he +continued to be an object of horror to Mademoiselle Brazier. He saw that +Flore had been thoroughly broken to harness by Max; he knew she was an +essential part of his uncle's life, and he greatly preferred to use her +rather than send for the ballet-girl, who might take it into her head +to marry the old man. Fouche advised Louis XVIII. to sleep in Napoleon's +sheets instead of granting the charter; and Philippe would have liked +to remain in Gilet's sheets; but he was reluctant to risk the good +reputation he had made for himself in Berry. To take Max's place with +the Rabouilleuse would be as odious on his part as on hers. He could, +without discredit and by the laws of nepotism, live in his uncle's +house and at his uncle's expense; but he could not have Flore unless her +character were whitewashed. Hampered by this difficulty, and stimulated +by the hope of finally getting hold of the property, the idea came into +his head of making his uncle marry the Rabouilleuse. With this in +view he requested his mother to go and see the girl and treat her in a +sisterly manner. + +"I must confess, my dear mother," he said, in a canting tone, looking at +Monsieur and Madame Hochon who accompanied her, "that my uncle's way +of life is not becoming; he could, however, make Mademoiselle Brazier +respected by the community if he chose. Wouldn't it be far better for +her to be Madame Rouget than the servant-mistress of an old bachelor? +She had better obtain a definite right to his property by a marriage +contract then threaten a whole family with disinheritance. If you, or +Monsieur Hochon, or some good priest would speak of the matter to +both parties, you might put a stop to the scandal which offends decent +people. Mademoiselle Brazier would be only too happy if you were to +welcome her as a sister, and I as an aunt." + +On the morrow Agathe and Madame Hochon appeared at Flore's bedside, +and repeated to the sick girl and to Rouget, the excellent sentiments +expressed by Philippe. Throughout Issoudun the colonel was talked of +as a man of noble character, especially because of his conduct towards +Flore. For a month, the Rabouilleuse heard Goddet, her doctor, +the individual who has paramount influence over a sick person, the +respectable Madame Hochon, moved by religious principle, and Agathe, so +gentle and pious, all representing to her the advantages of a marriage +with Rouget. And when, attracted by the idea of becoming Madame Rouget, +a dignified and virtuous bourgeoisie, she grew eager to recover, so that +the marriage might speedily be celebrated, it was not difficult to make +her understand that she would not be allowed to enter the family of the +Rougets if she intended to turn Philippe from its doors. + +"Besides," remarked the doctor, "you really owe him this good fortune. +Max would never have allowed you to marry old Rouget. And," he added +in her ear, "if you have children, you can revenge Max, for that will +disinherit the Bridaus." + +Two months after the fatal duel in February, 1823, the sick woman, +urged by those about her, and implored by Rouget, consented to receive +Philippe, the sight of whose scars made her weep, but whose softened and +affectionate manner calmed her. By Philippe's wish they were left alone +together. + +"My dear child," said the soldier. "It is I, who, from the start, have +advised your marriage with my uncle; if you consent, it will take place +as soon as you are quite recovered." + +"So they tell me," she replied. + +"Circumstances have compelled me to give you pain, it is natural +therefore that I should wish to do you all the good I can. Wealth, +respect, and a family position are worth more than what you have lost. +You wouldn't have been that fellow's wife long after my uncle's death, +for I happen to know, through friends of his, that he intended to +get rid of you. Come, my dear, let us understand each other, and live +happily. You shall be my aunt, and nothing more than my aunt. You will +take care that my uncle does not forget me in his will; on my side, you +shall see how well I will have you treated in the marriage contract. +Keep calm, think it over, and we will talk of it later. All sensible +people, indeed the whole town, urge you to put an end to your illegal +position; no one will blame you for receiving me. It is well understood +in the world that interests go before feelings. By the day of your +marriage you will be handsomer than ever. The pallor of illness has +given you an air of distinction, and on my honor, if my uncle did not +love you so madly, you should be the wife of Colonel Bridau." + +Philippe left the room, having dropped this hint into Flore's mind to +waken a vague idea of vengeance which might please the girl, who did, +in fact, feel a sort of happiness as she saw this dreadful being at her +feet. In this scene Philippe repeated, in miniature, that of Richard +III. with the queen he had widowed. The meaning of it is that personal +calculation, hidden under sentiment, has a powerful influence on the +heart, and is able to dissipate even genuine grief. This is how, in +individual life, Nature does that which in works of genius is thought to +be consummate art: she works by self-interest,--the genius of money. + +At the beginning of April, 1823, the hall of Jean-Jacques Rouget's house +was the scene of a splendid dinner, given to celebrate the signing of +the marriage contract between Mademoiselle Flore Brazier and the old +bachelor. The guests were Monsieur Heron, the four witnesses, Messieurs +Mignonnet, Carpentier, Hochon, and Goddet, the mayor and the curate, +Agathe Bridau, Madame Hochon, and her friend Madame Borniche, the two +old ladies who laid down the law to the society of Issoudun. The +bride was much impressed by this concession, obtained by Philippe, and +intended by the two ladies as a mark of protection to a repentant woman. +Flore was in dazzling beauty. The curate, who for the last fortnight +had been instructing the ignorant crab-girl, was to allow her, on the +following day, to make her first communion. The marriage was the text +of the following pious article in the "Journal du Cher," published at +Bourges, and in the "Journal de l'Indre," published at Chateauroux: + + Issoudun.--The revival of religion is progressing in Berry. + Friends of the Church and all respectable persons in this town + were yesterday witnesses of a marriage ceremony by which a leading + man of property put an end to a scandalous connection, which began + at the time when the authority of religion was overthrown in this + region. This event, due to the enlightened zeal of the clergy of + Issoudun will, we trust, have imitators, and put a stop to + marriages, so-called, which have never been solemnized, and were + only contracted during the disastrous epoch of revolutionary rule. + + One remarkable feature of the event to which we allude, is the + fact that it was brought about at the entreaty of a colonel + belonging to the old army, sent to our town by a sentence of the + Court of Peers, who may, in consequence, lose the inheritance of + his uncle's property. Such disinterestedness is so rare in these + days that it deserves public mention. + +By the marriage contract Rouget secured to Flore a dower of one hundred +thousand francs, and a life annuity of thirty thousand more. + +After the wedding, which was sumptuous, Agathe returned to Paris the +happiest of mothers, and told Joseph and Desroches what she called the +good news. + +"Your son Philippe is too wily a man not to keep his paw on that +inheritance," said the lawyer, when he had heard Madame Bridau to +the end. "You and your poor Joseph will never get one penny of your +brother's property." + +"You, and Joseph too, will always be unjust to that poor boy," said +the mother. "His conduct before the Court of Peers was worthy of a +statesman; he succeeded in saving many heads. Philippe's errors came +from his great faculties being unemployed. He now sees how faults of +conduct injure the prospects of a man who has his way to make. He is +ambitious; that I am sure of; and I am not the only one to predict +his future. Monsieur Hochon firmly believes that Philippe has a noble +destiny before him." + +"Oh! if he chooses to apply his perverted powers to making his fortune, +I have no doubt he will succeed: he is capable of everything; and such +fellows go fast and far," said Desroches. + +"Why do you suppose that he will not succeed by honest means?" demanded +Madame Bridau. + +"You will see!" exclaimed Desroches. "Fortunate or unfortunate, +Philippe will remain the man of the rue Mazarin, the murderer of Madame +Descoings, the domestic thief. But don't worry yourself; he will manage +to appear honest to the world." + +After breakfast, on the morning succeeding the marriage, Philippe +took Madame Rouget by the arm when his uncle rose from table and +went upstairs to dress,--for the pair had come down, the one in her +morning-robe, and the other in his dressing-gown. + +"My dear aunt," said the colonel, leading her into the recess of a +window, "you now belong to the family. Thanks to me, the law has tied +the knot. Now, no nonsense. I intend that you and I should play above +board. I know the tricks you will try against me; and I shall watch you +like a duenna. You will never go out of this house except on my arm; and +you will never leave me. As to what passes within the house, damn +it, you'll find me like a spider in the middle of his web. Here is +something," he continued, showing the bewildered woman a letter, "which +will prove to you that I could, while you were lying ill upstairs, +unable to move hand or foot, have turned you out of doors without a +penny. Read it." + +He gave her the letter. + + My dear Fellow,--Florentine, who has just made her debut at the + new Opera House in a "pas de trois" with Mariette and Tullia, is + thinking steadily about your affair, and so is Florine,--who has + finally given up Lousteau and taken Nathan. That shrewd pair have + found you a most delicious little creature,--only seventeen, + beautiful as an English woman, demure as a "lady," up to all + mischief, sly as Desroches, faithful as Godeschal. Mariette is + forming her, so as to give you a fair chance. No woman could hold + her own against this little angel, who is a devil under her skin; + she can play any part you please; get complete possession of your + uncle, or drive him crazy with love. She has that celestial look + poor Coralie used to have; she can weep,--the tones of her voice + will draw a thousand-franc note from a granite heart; and the + young mischief soaks up champagne better than any of us. It is a + precious discovery; she is under obligations to Mariette, and + wants to pay them off. After squandering the fortunes of two + Englishmen, a Russian, and an Italian prince, Mademoiselle Esther + is now in poverty; give her ten thousand francs, that will satisfy + her. She has just remarked, laughing, that she has never yet + fricasseed a bourgeois, and it will get her hand in. Esther is + well known to Finot, Bixiou, and des Lupeaulx, in fact to all our + set. Ah! if there were any real fortunes left in France, she would + be the greatest courtesan of modern times. + + All the editorial staff, Nathan, Finot, Bixiou, etc., are now + joking the aforesaid Esther in a magnificent _appartement_ just + arranged for Florine by old Lord Dudley (the real father of de + Marsay); the lively actress captured him by the dress of her new + role. Tullia is with the Duc de Rhetore, Mariette is still with + the Duc de Maufrigneuse; between them, they will get your sentence + remitted in time for the King's fete. Bury your uncle under the + roses before the Saint-Louis, bring away the property, and spend a + little of it with Esther and your old friends, who sign this + epistle in a body, to remind you of them. + + Nathan, Florine, Bixiou, Finot, Mariette, + + Florentine, Giroudeau, Tullia + + +The letter shook in the trembling hands of Madame Rouget, and betrayed +the terror of her mind and body. The aunt dared not look at the nephew, +who fixed his eyes upon her with terrible meaning. + +"I trust you," he said, "as you see; but I expect some return. I have +made you my aunt intending to marry you some day. You are worth more to +me than Esther in managing my uncle. In a year from now, we must be in +Paris; the only place where beauty really lives. You will amuse yourself +much better there than here; it is a perpetual carnival. I shall return +to the army, and become a general, and you will be a great lady. There's +our future; now work for it. But I must have a pledge to bind this +agreement. You are to give me, within a month from now, a power +of attorney from my uncle, which you must obtain under pretence of +relieving him of the fatigues of business. Also, a month later, I must +have a special power of attorney to transfer the income in the Funds. +When that stands in my name, you and I have an equal interest in +marrying each other. There it all is, my beautiful aunt, as plain as +day. Between you and me there must be no ambiguity. I can marry my aunt +at the end of a year's widowhood; but I could not marry a disgraced +girl." + +He left the room without waiting for an answer. When Vedie came in, +fifteen minutes later, to clear the table, she found her mistress pale +and moist with perspiration, in spite of the season. Flore felt like +a woman who had fallen to the bottom of a precipice; the future loomed +black before her; and on its blackness, in the far distance, were shapes +of monstrous things, indistinctly perceptible, and terrifying. She felt +the damp chill of vaults, instinctive fear of the man crushed her; +and yet a voice cried in her ear that she deserved to have him for her +master. She was helpless against her fate. Flore Brazier had had a room +of her own in Rouget's house; but Madame Rouget belonged to her husband, +and was now deprived of the free-will of a servant-mistress. In the +horrible situation in which she now found herself, the hope of having a +child came into her mind; but she soon recognized its impossibility. The +marriage was to Jean-Jacques what the second marriage of Louis XII. was +to that king. The incessant watchfulness of a man like Philippe, who had +nothing to do and never quitted his post of observation, made any form +of vengeance impossible. Benjamin was his innocent and devoted spy. +The Vedie trembled before him. Flore felt herself deserted and utterly +helpless. She began to fear death. Without knowing how Philippe might +manage to kill her, she felt certain that whenever he suspected her of +pregnancy her doom would be sealed. The sound of that voice, the veiled +glitter of that gambler's eye, the slightest movement of the soldier, +who treated her with a brutality that was still polite, made her +shudder. As to the power of attorney demanded by the ferocious colonel, +who in the eyes of all Issoudun was a hero, he had it as soon as he +wanted it; for Flore fell under the man's dominion as France had fallen +under that of Napoleon. + +Like a butterfly whose feet are caught in the incandescent wax of a +taper, Rouget rapidly dissipated his remaining strength. In presence +of that decay, the nephew remained as cold and impassible as the +diplomatists of 1814 during the convulsions of imperial France. + +Philippe, who did not believe in Napoleon II., now wrote the following +letter to the minister of war, which Mariette made the Duc de +Maufrigneuse convey to that functionary:-- + + Monseigneur,--Napoleon is no more. I desired to remain faithful to + him according to my oath; now I am free to offer my services to + His Majesty. If your Excellency deigns to explain my conduct to + His Majesty, the King will see that it is in keeping with the laws + of honor, if not with those of his government. The King, who + thought it proper that his aide-de-camp, General Rapp, should + mourn his former master, will no doubt feel indulgently for me. + Napoleon was my benefactor. + + I therefore entreat your Excellency to take into consideration the + request I make for employment in my proper rank; and I beg to + assure you of my entire submission. The King will find in me a + faithful subject. + + Deign to accept the assurance of respect with which I have the + honor to be, + Your Excellency's very submissive and + + Very humble servant, + + Philippe Bridau + + Formerly chief of squadron in the dragoons of the Guard; officer + of the Legion of honor; now under police surveillance at Issoudun. + + +To this letter was joined a request for permission to go to Paris on +urgent family business; and Monsieur Mouilleron annexed letters from the +mayor, the sub-prefect, and the commissary of police at Issoudun, all +bestowing many praises on Philippe's conduct, and dwelling upon the +newspaper article relating to his uncle's marriage. + +Two weeks later, Philippe received the desired permission, and a letter, +in which the minister of war informed him that, by order of the King, he +was, as a preliminary favor, reinstated lieutenant-colonel in the royal +army. + + + + +CHAPTER XVII + +Lieutenant-Colonel Bridau returned to Paris, taking with him his aunt +and the helpless Rouget, whom he escorted, three days after their +arrival, to the Treasury, where Jean-Jacques signed the transfer of the +income, which henceforth became Philippe's. The exhausted old man and +the Rabouilleuse were now plunged by their nephew into the excessive +dissipations of the dangerous and restless society of actresses, +journalists, artists, and the equivocal women among whom Philippe had +already wasted his youth; where old Rouget found excitements that +soon after killed him. Instigated by Giroudeau, Lolotte, one of the +handsomest of the Opera ballet-girls, was the amiable assassin of +the old man. Rouget died after a splendid supper at Florentine's, and +Lolotte threw the blame of his death upon a slice of pate de foie gras; +as the Strasburg masterpiece could make no defence, it was considered +settled that the old man died of indigestion. + +Madame Rouget was in her element in the midst of this excessively +decollete society; but Philippe gave her in charge of Mariette, and that +monitress did not allow the widow--whose mourning was diversified with a +few amusements--to commit any actual follies. + +In October, 1823, Philippe returned to Issoudun, furnished with a power +of attorney from his aunt, to liquidate the estate of his uncle; a +business that was soon over, for he returned to Paris in March, 1824, +with sixteen hundred thousand francs,--the net proceeds of old Rouget's +property, not counting the precious pictures, which had never left +Monsieur Hochon's hands. Philippe put the whole property into the hands +of Mongenod and Sons, where young Baruch Borniche was employed, and +on whose solvency and business probity old Hochon had given him +satisfactory assurances. This house took his sixteen hundred thousand +francs at six per cent per annum, on condition of three months' notice +in case of the withdrawal of the money. + +One fine day, Philippe went to see his mother, and invited her to +be present at his marriage, which was witnessed by Giroudeau, Finot, +Nathan, and Bixiou. By the terms of the marriage contract, the widow +Rouget, whose portion of her late husband's property amounted to a +million of francs, secured to her future husband her whole fortune in +case she died without children. No invitations to the wedding were +sent out, nor any "billets de faire part"; Philippe had his designs. He +lodged his wife in an _appartement_ in the rue Saint-Georges, which he +bought ready-furnished from Lolotte. Madame Bridau the younger thought +it delightful, and her husband rarely set foot in it. Without her +knowledge, Philippe purchased in the rue de Clichy, at a time when no +one suspected the value which property in that quarter would one day +acquire, a magnificent hotel for two hundred and fifty thousand francs; +of which he paid one hundred and fifty thousand down, taking two years +to pay the remainder. He spent large sums in altering the interior +and furnishing it; in fact, he put his income for two years into this +outlay. The pictures, now restored, and estimated at three hundred +thousand francs, appeared in such surroundings in all their beauty. + +The accession of Charles X. had brought into still greater court favor +the family of the Duc de Chaulieu, whose eldest son, the Duc de Rhetore, +was in the habit of seeing Philippe at Tullia's. Under Charles X., the +elder branch of the Bourbons, believing itself permanently seated on +the throne, followed the advice previously given by Marshal +Gouvion-Saint-Cyr to encourage the adherence of the soldiers of the +Empire. Philippe, who had no doubt made invaluable revelations as to the +conspiracies of 1820 and 1822, was appointed lieutenant-colonel in the +regiment of the Duc de Maufrigneuse. That fascinating nobleman thought +himself bound to protect the man from whom he had taken Mariette. The +corps-de-ballet went for something, therefore, in the appointment. +Moreover, it was decided in the private councils of Charles X., to +give a faint tinge of liberalism to the surroundings of Monseigneur the +Dauphin. Philippe, now a sort of equerry to the Duc de Maufrigneuse, was +presented not only to the Dauphin, but also to the Dauphine, who was not +averse to brusque and soldierly characters who had become noted for a +past fidelity. Philippe thoroughly understood the part the Dauphin had +to play; and he turned the first exhibition of that spurious liberalism +to his own profit, by getting himself appointed aide-de-camp to a +marshal who stood well at court. + +In January, 1827, Philippe, who was now promoted to the Royal Guard +as lieutenant-colonel in a regiment then commanded by the Duc de +Maufrigneuse, solicited the honor of being ennobled. Under the +Restoration, nobility became a sort of perquisite to the "roturiers" +who served in the Guard. Colonel Bridau had lately bought the estate of +Brambourg, and he now asked to be allowed to entail it under the title +of count. This favor was accorded through the influence of his many +intimacies in the highest rank of society, where he now appeared in +all the luxury of horses, carriages, and liveries; in short, with the +surroundings of a great lord. As soon as he saw himself gazetted in the +Almanack under the title of Comte de Brambourg, he began to frequent the +house of a lieutenant-general of artillery, the Comte de Soulanges. + +Insatiable in his wants, and backed by the mistresses of influential +men, Philippe now solicited the honor of being one of the Dauphin's +aides-de-camp. He had the audacity to say to the Dauphin that "an old +soldier, wounded on many a battle-field and who knew real warfare, +might, on occasion, be serviceable to Monseigneur." Philippe, who could +take the tone of all varieties of sycophancy, became in the regions of +the highest social life exactly what the position required him to be; +just as at Issoudun, he had copied the respectability of Mignonnet. +He had, moreover, a fine establishment and gave fetes and dinners; +admitting none of his old friends to his house if he thought their +position in life likely to compromise his future. He was pitiless to the +companions of his former debauches, and curtly refused Bixiou when +that lively satirist asked him to say a word in favor of Giroudeau, who +wanted to re-enter the army after the desertion of Florentine. + +"The man has neither manners nor morals," said Philippe. + +"Ha! did he say that of me?" cried Giroudeau, "of me, who helped him to +get rid of his uncle!" + +"We'll pay him off yet," said Bixiou. + +Philippe intended to marry Mademoiselle Amelie de Soulanges, and become +a general, in command of a regiment of the Royal Guard. He asked so many +favors that, to keep him quiet, they made him a Commander of the Legion +of honor, and also Commander of the order of Saint Louis. One rainy +evening, as Agathe and Joseph were returning home along the muddy +streets, they met Philippe in full uniform, bedizened with orders, +leaning back in a corner of a handsome coupe lined with yellow silk, +whose armorial bearings were surmounted with a count's coronet. He was +on his way to a fete at the Elysee-Bourbon; the wheels splashed his +mother and brother as he waved them a patronizing greeting. + +"He's going it, that fellow!" said Joseph to his mother. "Nevertheless, +he might send us something better than mud in our faces." + +"He has such a fine position, in such high society, that we ought not to +blame him for forgetting us," said Madame Bridau. "When a man rises to +so great a height, he has many obligations to repay, many sacrifices to +make; it is natural he should not come to see us, though he may think of +us all the same." + +"My dear fellow," said the Duc de Maufrigneuse one evening, to the new +Comte de Brambourg, "I am sure that your addresses will be favorably +received; but in order to marry Amelie de Soulanges, you must be free to +do so. What have you done with your wife?" + +"My wife?" said Philippe, with a gesture, look, and accent which +Frederick Lemaitre was inspired to use in one of his most terrible +parts. "Alas! I have the melancholy certainty of losing her. She has not +a week to live. My dear duke, you don't know what it is to marry beneath +you. A woman who was a cook, and has the tastes of a cook! who dishonors +me--ah! I am much to be pitied. I have had the honor to explain my +position to Madame la Dauphine. At the time of the marriage, it was a +question of saving to the family a million of francs which my uncle had +left by will to that person. Happily, my wife took to drinking; at her +death, I come into possession of that million, which is now in the hands +of Mongenod and Sons. I have thirty thousand francs a year in the five +per cents, and my landed property, which is entailed, brings me in forty +thousand more. If, as I am led to suppose, Monsieur de Soulanges gets +a marshal's baton, I am on the high-road with my title of Comte de +Brambourg, to becoming general and peer of France. That will be the +proper end of an aide-de-camp of the Dauphin." + +After the Salon of 1823, one of the leading painters of the day, a most +excellent man, obtained the management of a lottery-office near the +Markets, for the mother of Joseph Bridau. Agathe was fortunately able, +soon after, to exchange it on equal terms with the incumbent of another +office, situated in the rue de Seine, in a house where Joseph was able +to have his atelier. The widow now hired an agent herself, and was no +longer an expense to her son. And yet, as late as 1828, though she +was the directress of an excellent office which she owed entirely to +Joseph's fame, Madame Bridau still had no belief in that fame, which +was hotly contested, as all true glory ever will be. The great painter, +struggling with his genius, had enormous wants; he did not earn +enough to pay for the luxuries which his relations to society, and +his distinguished position in the young School of Art demanded. Though +powerfully sustained by his friends of the Cenacle and by Mademoiselle +des Touches, he did not please the Bourgeois. That being, from whom +comes the money of these days, never unties its purse-strings for genius +that is called in question; unfortunately, Joseph had the classics and +the Institute, and the critics who cry up those two powers, against him. +The brave artist, though backed by Gros and Gerard, by whose influence +he was decorated after the Salon of 1827, obtained few orders. If the +ministry of the interior and the King's household were with difficulty +induced to buy some of his greatest pictures, the shopkeepers and the +rich foreigners noticed them still less. Moreover, Joseph gave way +rather too much, as we must all acknowledge, to imaginative fancies, and +that produced a certain inequality in his work which his enemies made +use of to deny his talent. + +"High art is at a low ebb," said his friend Pierre Grassou, who made +daubs to suit the taste of the bourgeoisie, in whose _appartements_ fine +paintings were at a discount. + +"You ought to have a whole cathedral to decorate; that's what you +want," declared Schinner; "then you would silence criticism with a +master-stroke." + +Such speeches, which alarmed the good Agathe, only corroborated the +judgment she had long since formed upon Philippe and Joseph. Facts +sustained that judgment in the mind of a woman who had never ceased to +be a provincial. Philippe, her favorite child, was he not the great man +of the family at last? in his early errors she saw only the ebullitions +of youth. Joseph, to the merit of whose productions she was insensible, +for she saw them too long in process of gestation to admire them when +finished, seemed to her no more advanced in 1828 than he was in 1816. +Poor Joseph owed money, and was bowed down by the burden of debt; he had +chosen, she felt, a worthless career that made him no return. She could +not conceive why they had given him the cross of the Legion of honor. +Philippe, on the other hand, rich enough to cease gambling, a guest at +the fetes of _Madame_, the brilliant colonel who at all reviews and in +all processions appeared before her eyes in splendid uniforms, with his +two crosses on his breast, realized all her maternal dreams. One such +day of public ceremony effaced from Agathe's mind the horrible sight +of Philippe's misery on the Quai de l'Ecole; on that day he passed his +mother at the self-same spot, in attendance on the Dauphin, with plumes +in his shako, and his pelisse gorgeous with gold and fur. Agathe, who to +her artist son was now a sort of devoted gray sister, felt herself the +mother of none but the dashing aide-de-camp to his Royal Highness, the +Dauphin of France. Proud of Philippe, she felt he made the ease and +happiness of her life,--forgetting that the lottery-office, by which she +was enabled to live at all, came through Joseph. + +One day Agathe noticed that her poor artist was more worried than usual +by the bill of his color-man, and she determined, though cursing his +profession in her heart, to free him from his debts. The poor woman kept +the house with the proceeds of her office, and took care never to ask +Joseph for a farthing. Consequently she had no money of her own; but she +relied on Philippe's good heart and well-filled purse. For three years +she had waited in expectation of his coming to see her; she now imagined +that if she made an appeal to him he would bring some enormous sum; +and her thoughts dwelt on the happiness she should feel in giving it to +Joseph, whose judgment of his brother, like that of Madame Descoings, +was so unfair. + +Saying nothing to Joseph, she wrote the following letter to Philippe:-- + + To Monsieur le comte de Brambourg: + + My dear Philippe,--You have not given the least little word of + remembrance to your mother for five years. That is not right. You + should remember the past, if only for the sake of your excellent + brother. Joseph is now in need of money, and you are floating in + wealth; he works, while you are flying from fete to fete. You now + possess, all to yourself, the property of my brother. Little + Borniche tells me you cannot have less than two hundred thousand + francs a year. Well, then, come and see Joseph. During your visit, + slip into the skull a few thousand-franc notes. Philippe, you owe + them to us; nevertheless, your brother will feel grateful to you, + not to speak of the happiness you will give + + Your mother, + + Agathe Bridau, nee Rouget + + +Two days later the concierge brought to the atelier, where poor Agathe +was breakfasting with Joseph, the following terrible letter:-- + + My dear Mother,--A man does not marry a Mademoiselle Amelie de + Soulanges without the purse of Fortunatus, if under the name of + Comte de Brambourg he hides that of + + Your son, + + Philippe Bridau + + +As Agathe fell half-fainting on the sofa, the letter dropped to the +floor. The slight noise made by the paper, and the smothered but +dreadful exclamation which escaped Agathe startled Joseph, who had +forgotten his mother for a moment and was vehemently rubbing in a +sketch; he leaned his head round the edge of his canvas to see what had +happened. The sight of his mother stretched out on the floor made him +drop palette and brushes, and rush to lift what seemed a lifeless body. +He took Agathe in his arms and carried her to her own bed, and sent the +servant for his friend Horace Bianchon. As soon as he could question his +mother she told him of her letter to Philippe, and of the answer she +had received from him. The artist went to his atelier and picked up the +letter, whose concise brutality had broken the tender heart of the poor +mother, and shattered the edifice of trust her maternal preference had +erected. When Joseph returned to her bedside he had the good feeling +to be silent. He did not speak of his brother in the three weeks during +which--we will not say the illness, but--the death agony of the poor +woman lasted. Bianchon, who came every day and watched his patient with +the devotion of a true friend, told Joseph the truth on the first day of +her seizure. + +"At her age," he said, "and under the circumstances which have happened +to her, all we can hope to do is to make her death as little painful as +possible." + +She herself felt so surely called of God that she asked the next day for +the religious help of old Abbe Loraux, who had been her confessor for +more than twenty-two years. As soon as she was alone with him, and had +poured her griefs into his heart, she said--as she had said to Madame +Hochon, and had repeated to herself again and again throughout her +life:-- + +"What have I done to displease God? Have I not loved Him with all my +soul? Have I wandered from the path of grace? What is my sin? Can I be +guilty of wrong when I know not what it is? Have I the time to repair +it?" + +"No," said the old man, in a gentle voice. "Alas! your life seems +to have been pure and your soul spotless; but the eye of God, poor +afflicted creature, is keener than that of his ministers. I see the +truth too late; for you have misled even me." + +Hearing these words from lips that had never spoken other than peaceful +and pleasant words to her, Agathe rose suddenly in her bed and opened +her eyes wide, with terror and distress. + +"Tell me! tell me!" she cried. + +"Be comforted," said the priest. "Your punishment is a proof that you +will receive pardon. God chastens his elect. Woe to those whose misdeeds +meet with fortunate success; they will be kneaded again in humanity +until they in their turn are sorely punished for simple errors, and are +brought to the maturity of celestial fruits. Your life, my daughter, +has been one long error. You have fallen into the pit which you dug for +yourself; we fail ever on the side we have ourselves weakened. You gave +your heart to an unnatural son, in whom you made your glory, and you +have misunderstood the child who is your true glory. You have been so +deeply unjust that you never even saw the striking contrast between the +brothers. You owe the comfort of your life to Joseph, while your other +son has pillaged you repeatedly. The poor son, who loves you with no +return of equal tenderness, gives you all the comfort that your life +has had; the rich son, who never thinks of you, despises you and desires +your death--" + +"Oh! no," she cried. + +"Yes," resumed the priest, "your humble position stands in the way of +his proud hopes. Mother, these are your sins! Woman, your sorrows and +your anguish foretell that you shall know the peace of God. Your son +Joseph is so noble that his tenderness has never been lessened by the +injustice your maternal preferences have done him. Love him now; give +him all your heart during your remaining days; pray for him, as I shall +pray for you." + +The eyes of the mother, opened by so firm a hand, took in with one +retrospective glance the whole course of her life. Illumined by this +flash of light, she saw her involuntary wrong-doing and burst into +tears. The old priest was so deeply moved at the repentance of a being +who had sinned solely through ignorance, that he left the room hastily +lest she should see his pity. + +Joseph returned to his mother's room about two hours after her confessor +had left her. He had been to a friend to borrow the necessary money to +pay his most pressing debts, and he came in on tiptoe, thinking that his +mother was asleep. He sat down in an armchair without her seeing him; +but he sprang up with a cold chill running through him as he heard her +say, in a voice broken with sobs,-- + +"Will he forgive me?" + +"What is it, mother?" he exclaimed, shocked at the stricken face of the +poor woman, and thinking the words must mean the delirium that precedes +death. + +"Ah, Joseph! can you pardon me, my child?" she cried. + +"For what?" he said. + +"I have never loved you as you deserved to be loved." + +"Oh, what an accusation!" he cried. "Not loved me? For seven years have +we not lived alone together? All these seven years have you not taken +care of me and done everything for me? Do I not see you every day,--hear +your voice? Are you not the gentle and indulgent companion of my +miserable life? You don't understand painting?--Ah! but that's a gift +not always given. I was saying to Grassou only yesterday: 'What comforts +me in the midst of my trials is that I have such a good mother. She is +all that an artist's wife should be; she sees to everything; she takes +care of my material wants without ever troubling or worrying me.'" + +"No, Joseph, no; you have loved me, but I have not returned you love for +love. Ah! would that I could live a little longer--Give me your hand." + +Agathe took her son's hand, kissed it, held it on her heart, and +looked in his face a long time,--letting him see the azure of her eyes +resplendent with a tenderness she had hitherto bestowed on Philippe +only. The painter, well fitted to judge of expression, was so struck by +the change, and saw so plainly how the heart of his mother had opened to +him, that he took her in his arms, and held her for some moments to his +heart, crying out like one beside himself,--"My mother! oh, my mother!" + +"Ah! I feel that I am forgiven!" she said. "God will confirm the child's +pardon of its mother." + +"You must be calm: don't torment yourself; hear me. I feel myself loved +enough in this one moment for all the past," he said, as he laid her +back upon the pillows. + +During the two weeks' struggle between life and death, there glowed +such love in every look and gesture and impulse of the soul of the pious +creature, that each effusion of her feelings seemed like the expression +of a lifetime. The mother thought only of her son; she herself counted +for nothing; sustained by love, she was unaware of her sufferings. +D'Arthez, Michel Chrestien, Fulgence Ridal, Pierre Grassou, and Bianchon +often kept Joseph company, and she heard them talking art in a low voice +in a corner of her room. + +"Oh, how I wish I knew what color is!" she exclaimed one evening as she +heard them discussing one of Joseph's pictures. + +Joseph, on his side, was sublimely devoted to his mother. He never left +her chamber; answered tenderness by tenderness, cherishing her upon his +heart. The spectacle was never afterwards forgotten by his friends; and +they themselves, a band of brothers in talent and nobility of nature, +were to Joseph and his mother all that they should have been,--friends +who prayed, and truly wept; not saying prayers and shedding tears, but +one with their friend in thought and action. Joseph, inspired as much +by feeling as by genius, divined in the occasional expression of his +mother's face a desire that was deep hidden in her heart, and he said +one day to d'Arthez,-- + +"She has loved that brigand Philippe too well not to want to see him +before she dies." + +Joseph begged Bixiou, who frequented the Bohemian regions where Philippe +was still occasionally to be found, to persuade that shameless son to +play, if only out of pity, a little comedy of tenderness which might +wrap the mother's heart in a winding-sheet of illusive happiness. +Bixiou, in his capacity as an observing and misanthropical scoffer, +desired nothing better than to undertake such a mission. When he had +made known Madame Bridau's condition to the Comte de Brambourg, who +received him in a bedroom hung with yellow damask, the colonel laughed. + +"What the devil do you want me to do there?" he cried. "The only service +the poor woman can render me is to die as soon as she can; she would be +rather a sorry figure at my marriage with Mademoiselle de Soulanges. +The less my family is seen, the better my position. You can easily +understand that I should like to bury the name of Bridau under all the +monuments in Pere-Lachaise. My brother irritates me by bringing the name +into publicity. You are too knowing not to see the situation as I do. +Look at it as if it were your own: if you were a deputy, with a tongue +like yours, you would be as much feared as Chauvelin; you would be made +Comte Bixiou, and director of the Beaux-Arts. Once there, how should you +like it if your grandmother Descoings were to turn up? Would you want +that worthy woman, who looked like a Madame Saint-Leon, to be hanging on +to you? Would you give her an arm in the Tuileries, and present her to +the noble family you were trying to enter? Damn it, you'd wish her six +feet under ground, in a leaden night-gown. Come, breakfast with me, and +let us talk of something else. I am a parvenu, my dear fellow, and I +know it. I don't choose that my swaddling-clothes shall be seen. My son +will be more fortunate than I; he will be a great lord. The scamp will +wish me dead; I expect it,--or he won't be my son." + +He rang the bell, and ordered the servant to serve breakfast. + +"The fashionable world wouldn't see you in your mother's bedroom," said +Bixiou. "What would it cost you to seem to love that poor woman for a +few hours?" + +"Whew!" cried Philippe, winking. "So you come from them, do you? I'm an +old camel, who knows all about genuflections. My mother makes the excuse +of her last illness to get something out of me for Joseph. No, thank +you!" + +When Bixiou related this scene to Joseph, the poor painter was chilled +to the very soul. + +"Does Philippe know I am ill?" asked Agathe in a piteous tone, the day +after Bixiou had rendered an account of his fruitless errand. + +Joseph left the room, suffocating with emotion. The Abbe Loraux, who was +sitting by the bedside of his penitent, took her hand and pressed it, +and then he answered, "Alas! my child, you have never had but one son." + +The words, which Agathe understood but too well, conveyed a shock which +was the beginning of the end. She died twenty hours later. + +In the delirium which preceded death, the words, "Whom does Philippe +take after?" escaped her. + +Joseph followed his mother to the grave alone. Philippe had gone, on +business it was said, to Orleans; in reality, he was driven from Paris +by the following letter, which Joseph wrote to him a moment after their +mother had breathed her last sigh:-- + + Monster! my poor mother has died of the shock your letter caused + her. Wear mourning, but pretend illness; I will not suffer her + assassin to stand at my side before her coffin. + + Joseph B. + + +The painter, who no longer had the heart to paint, though his bitter +grief sorely needed the mechanical distraction which labor is wont to +give, was surrounded by friends who agreed with one another never to +leave him entirely alone. Thus it happened that Bixiou, who loved Joseph +as much as a satirist can love any one, was sitting in the atelier with +a group of other friends about two weeks after Agathe's funeral. The +servant entered with a letter, brought by an old woman, she said, who +was waiting below for the answer. + + Monsieur,--To you, whom I scarcely dare to call my brother, I am + forced to address myself, if only on account of the name I bear.-- + +Joseph turned the page and read the signature. The name "Comtesse Flore +de Brambourg" made him shudder. He foresaw some new atrocity on the part +of his brother. + +"That brigand," he cried, "is the devil's own. And he calls himself a +man of honor! And he wears a lot of crosses on his breast! And he struts +about at court instead of being bastinadoed! And the scoundrel is called +Monsieur le Comte!" + +"There are many like him," said Bixiou. + +"After all," said Joseph, "the Rabouilleuse deserves her fate, whatever +it is. She is not worth pitying; she'd have had my neck wrung like a +chicken's without so much as saying, 'He's innocent.'" + +Joseph flung away the letter, but Bixiou caught it in the air, and read +it aloud, as follows:-- + + Is it decent that the Comtesse Bridau de Brambourg should die in a + hospital, no matter what may have been her faults? If such is to + be my fate, if such is your determination and that of monsieur le + comte, so be it; but if so, will you, who are the friend of Doctor + Bianchon, ask him for a permit to let me enter a hospital? + + The person who carries this letter has been eleven consecutive + days to the hotel de Brambourg, rue de Clichy, without getting any + help from my husband. The poverty in which I now am prevents my + employing a lawyer to make a legal demand for what is due to me, + that I may die with decency. Nothing can save me, I know that. In + case you are unwilling to see your unhappy sister-in-law, send me, + at least, the money to end my days. Your brother desires my death; + he has always desired it. He warned me that he knew three ways of + killing a woman, but I had not the sense to foresee the one he has + employed. + + In case you will consent to relieve me, and judge for yourself the + misery in which I now am, I live in the rue du Houssay, at the + corner of the rue Chantereine, on the fifth floor. If I cannot pay + my rent to-morrow I shall be put out--and then, where can I go? + May I call myself, + + Your sister-in-law, + + Comtesse Flore de Brambourg. + + +"What a pit of infamy!" cried Joseph; "there is something under it all." + +"Let us send for the woman who brought the letter; we may get the +preface of the story," said Bixiou. + +The woman presently appeared, looking, as Bixiou observed, like +perambulating rags. She was, in fact, a mass of old gowns, one on top of +another, fringed with mud on account of the weather, the whole mounted +on two thick legs with heavy feet which were ill-covered by ragged +stockings and shoes from whose cracks the water oozed upon the floor. +Above the mound of rags rose a head like those that Charlet has given +to his scavenger-women, caparisoned with a filthy bandanna handkerchief +slit in the folds. + +"What is your name?" said Joseph, while Bixiou sketched her, leaning on +an umbrella belonging to the year II. of the Republic. + +"Madame Gruget, at your service. I've seen better days, my young +gentleman," she said to Bixiou, whose laugh affronted her. "If my poor +girl hadn't had the ill-luck to love some one too much, you wouldn't +see me what I am. She drowned herself in the river, my poor Ida,--saving +your presence! I've had the folly to nurse up a quaterne, and that's +why, at seventy-seven years of age, I'm obliged to take care of sick +folks for ten sous a day, and go--" + +"--without clothes?" said Bixiou. "My grandmother nursed up a trey, but +she dressed herself properly." + +"Out of my ten sous I have to pay for a lodging--" + +"What's the matter with the lady you are nursing?" + +"In the first place, she hasn't got any money; and then she has a +disease that scares the doctors. She owes me for sixty days' nursing; +that's why I keep on nursing her. The husband, who is a count,--she is +really a countess,--will no doubt pay me when she is dead; and so I've +lent her all I had. And now I haven't anything; all I did have has gone +to the pawn-brokers. She owes me forty-seven francs and twelve sous, +beside thirty francs for the nursing. She wants to kill herself with +charcoal. I tell her it ain't right; and, indeed, I've had to get the +concierge to look after her while I'm gone, or she's likely to jump out +of the window." + +"But what's the matter with her?" said Joseph. + +"Ah! monsieur, the doctor from the Sisters' hospital came; but as to +the disease," said Madame Gruget, assuming a modest air, "he told me she +must go to the hospital. The case is hopeless." + +"Let us go and see her," said Bixiou. + +"Here," said Joseph to the woman, "take these ten francs." + +Plunging his hand into the skull and taking out all his remaining +money, the painter called a coach from the rue Mazarin and went to find +Bianchon, who was fortunately at home. Meantime Bixiou went off at full +speed to the rue de Bussy, after Desroches. The four friends reached +Flore's retreat in the rue du Houssay an hour later. + +"That Mephistopheles on horseback, named Philippe Bridau," said Bixiou, +as they mounted the staircase, "has sailed his boat cleverly to get rid +of his wife. You know our old friend Lousteau? well, Philippe paid him a +thousand francs a month to keep Madame Bridau in the society of Florine, +Mariette, Tullia, and the Val-Noble. When Philippe saw his crab-girl so +used to pleasure and dress that she couldn't do without them, he stopped +paying the money, and left her to get it as she could--it is easy to +know how. By the end of eighteen months, the brute had forced his wife, +stage by stage, lower and lower; till at last, by the help of a young +officer, he gave her a taste for drinking. As he went up in the world, +his wife went down; and the countess is now in the mud. The girl, bred +in the country, has a strong constitution. I don't know what means +Philippe has lately taken to get rid of her. I am anxious to study this +precious little drama, for I am determined to avenge Joseph here. Alas, +friends," he added, in a tone which left his three companions in doubt +whether he was jesting or speaking seriously, "give a man over to a vice +and you'll get rid of him. Didn't Hugo say: 'She loved a ball, and died +of it'? So it is. My grandmother loved the lottery. Old Rouget loved +a loose life, and Lolotte killed him. Madame Bridau, poor woman, loved +Philippe, and perished of it. Vice! vice! my dear friends, do you want +to know what vice is? It is the Bonneau of death." + +"Then you'll die of a joke," said Desroches, laughing. + +Above the fourth floor, the young men were forced to climb one of the +steep, straight stairways that are almost ladders, by which the attics +of Parisian houses are often reached. Though Joseph, who remembered +Flore in all her beauty, expected to see some frightful change, he was +not prepared for the hideous spectacle which now smote his artist's eye. +In a room with bare, unpapered walls, under the sharp pitch of an attic +roof, on a cot whose scanty mattress was filled, perhaps, with refuse +cotton, a woman lay, green as a body that has been drowned two days, +thin as a consumptive an hour before death. This putrid skeleton had a +miserable checked handkerchief bound about her head, which had lost its +hair. The circle round the hollow eyes was red, and the eyelids were +like the pellicle of an egg. Nothing remained of the body, once so +captivating, but an ignoble, bony structure. As Flore caught sight of +the visitors, she drew across her breast a bit of muslin which might +have been a fragment of a window-curtain, for it was edged with rust as +from a rod. The young men saw two chairs, a broken bureau on which was +a tallow-candle stuck into a potato, a few dishes on the floor, and an +earthen fire-pot in a corner of the chimney, in which there was no fire; +this was all the furniture of the room. Bixiou noticed the remaining +sheets of writing-paper, brought from some neighboring grocery for the +letter which the two women had doubtless concocted together. The word +"disgusting" is a positive to which no superlative exists, and we must +therefore use it to convey the impression caused by this sight. When the +dying woman saw Joseph approaching her, two great tears rolled down her +cheeks. + +"She can still weep!" whispered Bixiou. "A strange sight,--tears from +dominos! It is like the miracle of Moses." + +"How burnt up!" cried Joseph. + +"In the fires of repentance," said Flore. "I cannot get a priest; I have +nothing, not even a crucifix, to help me see God. Ah, monsieur!" she +cried, raising her arms, that were like two pieces of carved wood, "I +am a guilty woman; but God never punished any one as he has punished me! +Philippe killed Max, who advised me to do dreadful things, and now he +has killed me. God uses him as a scourge!" + +"Leave me alone with her," said Bianchon, "and let me find out if the +disease is curable." + +"If you cure her, Philippe Bridau will die of rage," said Desroches. "I +am going to draw up a statement of the condition in which we have found +his wife. He has not brought her before the courts as an adulteress, and +therefore her rights as a wife are intact: he shall have the shame of a +suit. But first, we must remove the Comtesse de Brambourg to the private +hospital of Doctor Dubois, in the rue du Faubourg-Saint-Denis. She +will be well cared for there. Then I will summon the count for the +restoration of the conjugal home." + +"Bravo, Desroches!" cried Bixiou. "What a pleasure to do so much good +that will make some people feel so badly!" + +Ten minutes later, Bianchon came down and joined them. + +"I am going straight to Despleins," he said. "He can save the woman by +an operation. Ah! he will take good care of the case, for her abuse +of liquor has developed a magnificent disease which was thought to be +lost." + +"Wag of a mangler! Isn't there but one disease in life?" cried Bixiou. + +But Bianchon was already out of sight, so great was his haste to tell +Despleins the wonderful news. Two hours later, Joseph's miserable +sister-in-law was removed to the decent hospital established by Doctor +Dubois, which was afterward bought of him by the city of Paris. Three +weeks later, the "Hospital Gazette" published an account of one of +the boldest operations of modern surgery, on a case designated by the +initials "F. B." The patient died,--more from the exhaustion produced by +misery and starvation than from the effects of the treatment. + +No sooner did this occur, than the Comte de Brambourg went, in deep +mourning, to call on the Comte de Soulanges, and inform him of the sad +loss he had just sustained. Soon after, it was whispered about in the +fashionable world that the Comte de Soulanges would shortly marry his +daughter to a parvenu of great merit, who was about to be appointed +brigadier-general and receive command of a regiment of the Royal Guard. +De Marsay told this news to Eugene de Rastignac, as they were supping +together at the Rocher de Cancale, where Bixiou happened to be. + +"It shall not take place!" said the witty artist to himself. + +Among the many old friends whom Philippe now refused to recognize, there +were some, like Giroudeau, who were unable to revenge themselves; but +it happened that he had wounded Bixiou, who, thanks to his brilliant +qualities, was everywhere received, and who never forgave an insult. One +day at the Rocher de Cancale, before a number of well-bred persons +who were supping there, Philippe had replied to Bixiou, who spoke of +visiting him at the hotel de Brambourg: "You can come and see me when +you are made a minister." + +"Am I to turn Protestant before I can visit you?" said Bixiou, +pretending to misunderstand the speech; but he said to himself, "You may +be Goliath, but I have got my sling, and plenty of stones." + +The next day he went to an actor, who was one of his friends, and +metamorphosed himself, by the all-powerful aid of dress, into a +secularized priest with green spectacles; then he took a carriage and +drove to the hotel de Soulanges. Received by the count, on sending in +a message that he wanted to speak with him on a matter of serious +importance, he related in a feigned voice the whole story of the dead +countess, the secret particulars of whose horrible death had been +confided to him by Bianchon; the history of Agathe's death; the history +of old Rouget's death, of which the Comte de Brambourg had openly +boasted; the history of Madame Descoings's death; the history of the +theft from the newspaper; and the history of Philippe's private morals +during his early days. + +"Monsieur le comte, don't give him your daughter until you have made +every inquiry; interrogate his former comrades,--Bixiou, Giroudeau, and +others." + +Three months later, the Comte de Brambourg gave a supper to du Tillet, +Nucingen, Eugene de Rastignac, Maxime de Trailles, and Henri de Marsay. +The amphitryon accepted with much nonchalance the half-consolatory +condolences they made to him as to his rupture with the house of +Soulanges. + +"You can do better," said Maxime de Trailles. + +"How much money must a man have to marry a demoiselle de Grandlieu?" +asked Philippe of de Marsay. + +"You? They wouldn't give you the ugliest of the six for less than ten +millions," answered de Marsay insolently. + +"Bah!" said Rastignac. "With an income of two hundred thousand francs +you can have Mademoiselle de Langeais, the daughter of the marquis; she +is thirty years old, and ugly, and she hasn't a sou; that ought to suit +you." + +"I shall have ten millions two years from now," said Philippe Bridau. + +"It is now the 16th of January, 1829," cried du Tillet, laughing. "I +have been hard at work for ten years and I have not made as much as that +yet." + +"We'll take counsel of each other," said Bridau; "you shall see how well +I understand finance." + +"How much do you really own?" asked Nucingen. + +"Three millions, excluding my house and my estate, which I shall not +sell; in fact, I cannot, for the property is now entailed and goes with +the title." + +Nucingen and du Tillet looked at each other; after that sly glance du +Tillet said to Philippe, "My dear count, I shall be delighted to do +business with you." + +De Marsay intercepted the look du Tillet had exchanged with Nucingen, +and which meant, "We will have those millions." The two bank magnates +were at the centre of political affairs, and could, at a given time, +manipulate matters at the Bourse, so as to play a sure game against +Philippe, when the probabilities might all seem for him and yet be +secretly against him. + +The occasion came. In July, 1830, du Tillet and Nucingen had helped the +Comte de Brambourg to make fifteen hundred thousand francs; he could +therefore feel no distrust of those who had given him such good advice. +Philippe, who owed his rise to the Restoration, was misled by his +profound contempt for "civilians"; he believed in the triumph of the +Ordonnances, and was bent on playing for a rise; du Tillet and Nucingen, +who were sure of a revolution, played against him for a fall. The crafty +pair confirmed the judgment of the Comte de Brambourg and seemed +to share his convictions; they encouraged his hopes of doubling his +millions, and apparently took steps to help him. Philippe fought like +a man who had four millions depending on the issue of the struggle. His +devotion was so noticeable, that he received orders to go to Saint-Cloud +with the Duc de Maufrigneuse and attend a council. This mark of favor +probably saved Philippe's life; for when the order came, on the 25th of +July, he was intending to make a charge and sweep the boulevards, when +he would undoubtedly have been shot down by his friend Giroudeau, who +commanded a division of the assailants. + +A month later, nothing was left of Colonel Bridau's immense fortune but +his house and furniture, his estates, and the pictures which had come +from Issoudun. He committed the still further folly, as he said himself, +of believing in the restoration of the elder branch, to which he +remained faithful until 1834. The not imcomprehensible jealousy Philippe +felt on seeing Giroudeau a colonel drove him to re-enter the service. +Unluckily for himself, he obtained, in 1835, the command of a regiment +in Algiers, where he remained three years in a post of danger, +always hoping for the epaulets of a general. But some malignant +influence--that, in fact, of General Giroudeau,--continually balked him. +Grown hard and brutal, Philippe exceeded the ordinary severity of the +service, and was hated, in spite of his bravery a la Murat. + +At the beginning of the fatal year 1839, while making a sudden dash +upon the Arabs during a retreat before superior forces, he flung himself +against the enemy, followed by only a single company, and fell in, +unfortunately, with the main body of the enemy. The battle was bloody +and terrible, man to man, and only a few horsemen escaped alive. Seeing +that their colonel was surrounded, these men, who were at some distance, +were unwilling to perish uselessly in attempting to rescue him. They +heard his cry: "Your colonel! to me! a colonel of the Empire!" but +they rejoined the regiment. Philippe met with a horrible death, for the +Arabs, after hacking him to pieces with their scimitars, cut off his +head. + +Joseph, who was married about this time, through the good offices of the +Comte de Serizy, to the daughter of a millionaire farmer, inherited his +brother's house in Paris and the estate of Brambourg, in consequence of +the entail, which Philippe, had he foreseen this result, would certainly +have broken. The chief pleasure the painter derived from his inheritance +was in the fine collection of paintings from Issoudun. He now possesses +an income of sixty thousand francs, and his father-in-law, the farmer, +continues to pile up the five-franc pieces. Though Joseph Bridau paints +magnificent pictures, and renders important services to artists, he is +not yet a member of the Institute. As the result of a clause in the deed +of entail, he is now Comte de Brambourg, a fact which often makes him +roar with laughter among his friends in the atelier. + + + + +ADDENDUM + +The following personages appear in other stories of the Human Comedy. + +Note: The Two Brothers is also known as A Bachelor's Establishment and +The Black Sheep. In other Addendum appearances it is referred to as A +Bachelor's Establishment. + + Bianchon, Horace + Father Goriot + The Atheist's Mass + Cesar Birotteau + The Commission in Lunacy + Lost Illusions + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + The Secrets of a Princess + The Government Clerks + Pierrette + A Study of Woman + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + Honorine + The Seamy Side of History + The Magic Skin + A Second Home + A Prince of Bohemia + Letters of Two Brides + The Muse of the Department + The Imaginary Mistress + The Middle Classes + Cousin Betty + The Country Parson + In addition, M. Bianchon narrated the following: + Another Study of Woman + La Grande Breteche + + Birotteau, Cesar + Cesar Birotteau + At the Sign of the Cat and Racket + + Bixiou, Jean-Jacques + The Purse + The Government Clerks + Modeste Mignon + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + The Firm of Nucingen + The Muse of the Department + Cousin Betty + The Member for Arcis + Beatrix + A Man of Business + Gaudissart II. + The Unconscious Humorists + Cousin Pons + + Brambourg, Comte de (Title of Philippe Bridau, later Joseph) + The Unconscious Humorists + + Bridau, Philippe + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + + Bridau, Joseph + The Purse + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + A Start in Life + Modeste Mignon + Another Study of Woman + Pierre Grassou + Letters of Two Brides + Cousin Betty + The Member for Arcis + + Bruel, Jean Francois du + The Government Clerks + A Start in Life + A Prince of Bohemia + The Middle Classes + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + A Daughter of Eve + + Bruel, Claudine Chaffaroux, Madame du + A Prince of Bohemia + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Letters of Two Brides + The Middle Classes + + Cabirolle, Madame + A Start in Life + + Cabirolle, Agathe-Florentine + A Start in Life + Lost Illusions + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + + Camusot + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Cousin Pons + The Muse of the Department + Cesar Birotteau + At the Sign of the Cat and Racket + + Cardot, Jean-Jerome-Severin + A Start in Life + Lost Illusions + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + At the Sign of the Cat and Racket + Cesar Birotteau + + Chaulieu, Henri, Duc de + Letters of Two Brides + Modest Mignon + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + The Thirteen + + Chrestien, Michel + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + The Secrets of a Princess + + Claparon, Charles + Cesar Birotteau + Melmoth Reconciled + The Firm of Nucingen + A Man of Business + The Middle Classes + + Coloquinte + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + + Coralie, Mademoiselle + A Start in Life + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + + Desplein + The Atheist's Mass + Cousin Pons + Lost Illusions + The Thirteen + The Government Clerks + Pierrette + The Seamy Side of History + Modest Mignon + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + Honorine + + Desroches (son) + Colonel Chabert + A Start in Life + A Woman of Thirty + The Commission in Lunacy + The Government Clerks + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + The Firm of Nucingen + A Man of Business + The Middle Classes + + Finot, Andoche + Cesar Birotteau + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + The Government Clerks + A Start in Life + Gaudissart the Great + The Firm of Nucingen + + Gaillard, Madame Theodore + Jealousies of a Country Town + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + Beatrix + The Unconscious Humorists + + Gerard, Francois-Pascal-Simon, Baron + Beatrix + + Giraud, Leon + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + The Secrets of a Princess + The Unconscious Humorists + + Giroudeau + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + A Start in Life + + Gobseck, Esther Van + Gobseck + The Firm of Nucingen + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + + Godeschal, Francois-Claude-Marie + Colonel Chabert + A Start in Life + The Commission in Lunacy + The Middle Classes + Cousin Pons + + Godeschal, Marie + A Start in Life + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + Cousin Pons + + Grandlieu, Duc Ferdinand de + The Gondreville Mystery + The Thirteen + Modeste Mignon + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + + Grandlieu, Mademoiselle de + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + + Grassou, Pierre + Pierre Grassou + Cousin Betty + The Middle Classes + Cousin Pons + + Gruget, Madame Etienne + The Thirteen + The Government Clerks + + Haudry (doctor) + Cesar Birotteau + The Thirteen + The Seamy Side of History + Cousin Pons + + Lora, Leon de + The Unconscious Humorists + A Start in Life + Pierre Grassou + Honorine + Cousin Betty + Beatrix + + Loraux, Abbe + A Start in Life + Cesar Birotteau + Honorine + + Lousteau, Etienne + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + A Daughter of Eve + Beatrix + The Muse of the Department + Cousin Betty + A Prince of Bohemia + A Man of Business + The Middle Classes + The Unconscious Humorists + + Lupeaulx, Clement Chardin des + The Muse of the Department + Eugenie Grandet + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + The Government Clerks + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + Ursule Mirouet + + Magus, Elie + The Vendetta + A Marriage Settlement + Pierre Grassou + Cousin Pons + + Matifat (wealthy druggist) + Cesar Birotteau + Lost Illusions + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + The Firm of Nucingen + Cousin Pons + + Maufrigneuse, Duc de + The Secrets of a Princess + A Start in Life + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + + Nathan, Madame Raoul + The Muse of the Department + Lost Illusions + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + The Government Clerks + Ursule Mirouet + Eugenie Grandet + The Imaginary Mistress + A Prince of Bohemia + A Daughter of Eve + The Unconscious Humorists + + Navarreins, Duc de + Colonel Chabert + The Muse of the Department + The Thirteen + Jealousies of a Country Town + The Peasantry + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + The Country Parson + The Magic Skin + The Gondreville Mystery + The Secrets of a Princess + Cousin Betty + + Rhetore, Duc Alphonse de + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + Letters of Two Brides + Albert Savarus + The Member for Arcis + + Ridal, Fulgence + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + The Unconscious Humorists + + Roguin + Cesar Birotteau + Eugenie Grandet + Pierrette + The Vendetta + + Rouget, Jean-Jacques + The Muse of the Department + + Schinner, Hippolyte + The Purse + Pierre Grassou + A Start in Life + Albert Savarus + The Government Clerks + Modeste Mignon + The Imaginary Mistress + The Unconscious Humorists + + Serizy, Comte Hugret de + A Start in Life + Honorine + Modeste Mignon + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + + Tillet, Ferdinand du + Cesar Birotteau + The Firm of Nucingen + The Middle Classes + Pierrette + Melmoth Reconciled + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + The Secrets of a Princess + A Daughter of Eve + The Member for Arcis + Cousin Betty + The Unconscious Humorists + + Touches, Mademoiselle Felicite des + Beatrix + Lost Illusions + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Another Study of Woman + A Daughter of Eve + Honorine + Beatrix + The Muse of the Department + + Vernou, Felicien + Lost Illusions + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life + A Daughter of Eve + Cousin Betty + + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Two Brothers, by Honore de Balzac + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE TWO BROTHERS *** + +***** This file should be named 1380.txt or 1380.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/1/3/8/1380/ + +Produced 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