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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of A Drama on the Seashore, by Honore de Balzac
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+Title: A Drama on the Seashore
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+Author: Honore de Balzac
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+Translator: Katharine Prescott Wormeley
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+Release Date: February 24, 2010 [EBook #1427]
+Last Updated: April 3, 2013
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A DRAMA ON THE SEASHORE ***
+
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+
+Produced by John Bickers, and Dagny, and David Widger
+
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+</pre>
+ <p>
+ <br /><br />
+ </p>
+ <h1>
+ A DRAMA ON THE SEASHORE
+ </h1>
+ <p>
+ <br /><br />
+ </p>
+ <h2>
+ By Honore De Balzac
+ </h2>
+ <p>
+ <br /><br />
+ </p>
+ <h3>
+ Translated By Katharine Prescott Wormeley
+ </h3>
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <hr />
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <h3>
+ DEDICATION<br /><br /> To Madame la Princesse Caroline Galitzin de Genthod,<br />
+ nee ComtesseWalewska. Homage and remembrances of<br /><br /> The Author.<br />
+ </h3>
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <hr />
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <h3>
+ <a href="#link2H_4_0001"> <b>A DRAMA ON THE SEASHORE</b> </a><br /><br /> <a
+ href="#link2H_4_0002"> ADDENDUM </a><br />
+ </h3>
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <hr />
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br /> <a name="link2H_4_0001" id="link2H_4_0001">
+ <!-- H2 anchor --> </a>
+ </p>
+ <h1>
+ A DRAMA ON THE SEASHORE
+ </h1>
+ <p>
+ <br />
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Nearly all young men have a compass with which they delight in measuring
+ the future. When their will is equal to the breadth of the angle at which
+ they open it the world is theirs. But this phenomenon of the inner life
+ takes place only at a certain age. That age, which for all men lies
+ between twenty-two and twenty-eight, is the period of great thoughts, of
+ fresh conceptions, because it is the age of immense desires. After that
+ age, short as the seed-time, comes that of execution. There are, as it
+ were, two youths,&mdash;the youth of belief, the youth of action; these
+ are often commingled in men whom Nature has favored and who, like Caesar,
+ like Newton, like Bonaparte, are the greatest among great men.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ I was measuring how long a time it might take a thought to develop.
+ Compass in hand, standing on a rock some hundred fathoms above the ocean,
+ the waves of which were breaking on the reef below, I surveyed my future,
+ filling it with books as an engineer or builder traces on vacant ground a
+ palace or a fort.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The sea was beautiful; I had just dressed after bathing; and I awaited
+ Pauline, who was also bathing, in a granite cove floored with fine sand,
+ the most coquettish bath-room that Nature ever devised for her
+ water-fairies. The spot was at the farther end of Croisic, a dainty little
+ peninsula in Brittany; it was far from the port, and so inaccessible that
+ the coast-guard seldom thought it necessary to pass that way. To float in
+ ether after floating on the wave!&mdash;ah! who would not have floated on
+ the future as I did! Why was I thinking? Whence comes evil?&mdash;who
+ knows! Ideas drop into our hearts or into our heads without consulting us.
+ No courtesan was ever more capricious nor more imperious than conception
+ is to artists; we must grasp it, like fortune, by the hair when it comes.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Astride upon my thought, like Astolphe on his hippogriff, I was galloping
+ through worlds, suiting them to my fancy. Presently, as I looked about me
+ to find some omen for the bold productions my wild imagination was urging
+ me to undertake, a pretty cry, the cry of a woman issuing refreshed and
+ joyous from a bath, rose above the murmur of the rippling fringes as their
+ flux and reflux marked a white line along the shore. Hearing that note as
+ it gushed from a soul, I fancied I saw among the rocks the foot of an
+ angel, who with outspread wings cried out to me, "Thou shalt succeed!" I
+ came down radiant, light-hearted; I bounded like a pebble rolling down a
+ rapid slope. When she saw me, she said,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "What is it?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ I did not answer; my eyes were moist. The night before, Pauline had
+ understood my sorrows, as she now understood my joy, with the magical
+ sensitiveness of a harp that obeys the variations of the atmosphere. Human
+ life has glorious moments. Together we walked in silence along the beach.
+ The sky was cloudless, the sea without a ripple; others might have thought
+ them merely two blue surfaces, the one above the other, but we&mdash;we
+ who heard without the need of words, we who could evoke between these two
+ infinitudes the illusions that nourish youth,&mdash;we pressed each
+ other's hands at every change in the sheet of water or the sheets of air,
+ for we took those slight phenomena as the visible translation of our
+ double thought. Who has never tasted in wedded love that moment of
+ illimitable joy when the soul seems freed from the trammels of flesh, and
+ finds itself restored, as it were, to the world whence it came? Are there
+ not hours when feelings clasp each other and fly upward, like children
+ taking hands and running, they scarce know why? It was thus we went along.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ At the moment when the village roofs began to show like a faint gray line
+ on the horizon, we met a fisherman, a poor man returning to Croisic. His
+ feet were bare; his linen trousers ragged round the bottom; his shirt of
+ common sailcloth, and his jacket tatters. This abject poverty pained us;
+ it was like a discord amid our harmonies. We looked at each other,
+ grieving mutually that we had not at that moment the power to dip into the
+ treasury of Aboul Casem. But we saw a splendid lobster and a crab fastened
+ to a string which the fisherman was dangling in his right hand, while with
+ the left he held his tackle and his net.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ We accosted him with the intention of buying his haul,&mdash;an idea which
+ came to us both, and was expressed in a smile, to which I responded by a
+ slight pressure of the arm I held and drew toward my heart. It was one of
+ those nothings of which memory makes poems when we sit by the fire and
+ recall the hour when that nothing moved us, and the place where it did so,&mdash;a
+ mirage the effects of which have never been noted down, though it appears
+ on the objects that surround us in moments when life sits lightly and our
+ hearts are full. The loveliest scenery is that we make ourselves. What man
+ with any poesy in him does not remember some mere mass of rock, which
+ holds, it may be, a greater place in his memory than the celebrated
+ landscapes of other lands, sought at great cost. Beside that rock,
+ tumultuous thoughts! There a whole life evolved; there all fears
+ dispersed; there the rays of hope descended to the soul! At this moment,
+ the sun, sympathizing with these thoughts of love and of the future, had
+ cast an ardent glow upon the savage flanks of the rock; a few wild
+ mountain flowers were visible; the stillness and the silence magnified
+ that rugged pile,&mdash;really sombre, though tinted by the dreamer, and
+ beautiful beneath its scanty vegetation, the warm chamomile, the Venus'
+ tresses with their velvet leaves. Oh, lingering festival; oh, glorious
+ decorations; oh, happy exaltation of human forces! Once already the lake
+ of Brienne had spoken to me thus. The rock of Croisic may be perhaps the
+ last of these my joys. If so, what will become of Pauline?
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Have you had a good catch to-day, my man?" I said to the fisherman.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Yes, monsieur," he replied, stopping and turning toward us the swarthy
+ face of those who spend whole days exposed to the reflection of the sun
+ upon the water.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ That face was an emblem of long resignation, of the patience of a
+ fisherman and his quiet ways. The man had a voice without harshness, kind
+ lips, evidently no ambition, and something frail and puny about him. Any
+ other sort of countenance would, at that moment, have jarred upon us.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Where shall you sell your fish?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "In the town."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "How much will they pay you for that lobster?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Fifteen sous."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "And the crab?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Twenty sous."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Why so much difference between a lobster and a crab?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Monsieur, the crab is much more delicate eating. Besides, it's as
+ malicious as a monkey, and it seldom lets you catch it."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Will you let us buy the two for a hundred sous?" asked Pauline.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The man seemed petrified.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "You shall not have it!" I said to her, laughing. "I'll pay ten francs; we
+ should count the emotions in."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Very well," she said, "then I'll pay ten francs, two sous."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Ten francs, ten sous."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Twelve francs."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Fifteen francs."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Fifteen francs, fifty centimes," she said.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "One hundred francs."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "One hundred and fifty francs."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ I yielded. We were not rich enough at that moment to bid higher. Our poor
+ fisherman did not know whether to be angry at a hoax, or to go mad with
+ joy; we drew him from his quandary by giving him the name of our landlady
+ and telling him to take the lobster and the crab to her house.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Do you earn enough to live on?" I asked the man, in order to discover the
+ cause of his evident penury.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "With great hardships, and always poorly," he replied. "Fishing on the
+ coast, when one hasn't a boat or deep-sea nets, nothing but pole and line,
+ is a very uncertain business. You see we have to wait for the fish, or the
+ shell-fish; whereas a real fisherman puts out to sea for them. It is so
+ hard to earn a living this way that I'm the only man in these parts who
+ fishes along-shore. I spend whole days without getting anything. To catch
+ a crab, it must go to sleep, as this one did, and a lobster must be silly
+ enough to stay among the rocks. Sometimes after a high tide the mussels
+ come in and I grab them."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Well, taking one day with another, how much do you earn?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Oh, eleven or twelve sous. I could do with that if I were alone; but I
+ have got my old father to keep, and he can't do anything, the good man,
+ because he's blind."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ At these words, said simply, Pauline and I looked at each other without a
+ word; then I asked,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Haven't you a wife, or some good friend?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ He cast upon us one of the most lamentable glances that I ever saw as he
+ answered,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "If I had a wife I must abandon my father; I could not feed him and a wife
+ and children too."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Well, my poor lad, why don't you try to earn more at the salt marshes, or
+ by carrying the salt to the harbor?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Ah, monsieur, I couldn't do that work three months. I am not strong
+ enough, and if I died my father would have to beg. I am forced to take a
+ business which only needs a little knack and a great deal of patience."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "But how can two persons live on twelve sous a day?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Oh, monsieur, we eat cakes made of buckwheat, and barnacles which I get
+ off the rocks."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "How old are you?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Thirty-seven."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Did you ever leave Croisic?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "I went once to Guerande to draw for the conscription; and I went to
+ Savenay to the messieurs who measure for the army. If I had been half an
+ inch taller they'd have made me a soldier. I should have died of my first
+ march, and my poor father would to-day be begging his bread."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ I had thought out many dramas; Pauline was accustomed to great emotions
+ beside a man so suffering as myself; well, never had either of us listened
+ to words so moving as these. We walked on in silence, measuring, each of
+ us, the silent depths of that obscure life, admiring the nobility of a
+ devotion which was ignorant of itself. The strength of that feebleness
+ amazed us; the man's unconscious generosity belittled us. I saw that poor
+ being of instinct chained to that rock like a galley-slave to his ball;
+ watching through twenty years for shell-fish to earn a living, and
+ sustained in his patience by a single sentiment. How many hours wasted on
+ a lonely shore! How many hopes defeated by a change of weather! He was
+ hanging there to a granite rock, his arm extended like that of an Indian
+ fakir, while his father, sitting in their hovel, awaited, in silence and
+ darkness, a meal of the coarsest bread and shell-fish, if the sea
+ permitted.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Do you ever drink wine?" I asked.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Three or four times a year," he replied.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Well, you shall drink it to-day,&mdash;you and your father; and we will
+ send you some white bread."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "You are very kind, monsieur."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "We will give you your dinner if you will show us the way along the shore
+ to Batz, where we wish to see the tower which overlooks the bay between
+ Batz and Croisic."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "With pleasure," he said. "Go straight before you, along the path you are
+ now on, and I will follow you when I have put away my tackle."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ We nodded consent, and he ran off joyfully toward the town. This meeting
+ maintained us in our previous mental condition; but it lessened our gay
+ lightheartedness.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Poor man!" said Pauline, with that accent which removes from the
+ compassion of a woman all that is mortifying in human pity, "ought we not
+ to feel ashamed of our happiness in presence of such misery?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Nothing is so cruelly painful as to have powerless desires," I answered.
+ "Those two poor creatures, the father and son, will never know how keen
+ our sympathy for them is, any more than the world will know how beautiful
+ are their lives; they are laying up their treasures in heaven."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Oh, how poor this country is!" she said, pointing to a field enclosed by
+ a dry stone wall, which was covered with droppings of cow's dung applied
+ symmetrically. "I asked a peasant-woman who was busy sticking them on, why
+ it was done; she answered that she was making fuel. Could you have
+ imagined that when those patches of dung have dried, human beings would
+ collect them, store them, and use them for fuel? During the winter, they
+ are even sold as peat is sold. And what do you suppose the best dressmaker
+ in the place can earn?&mdash;five sous a day!" adding, after a pause, "and
+ her food."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "But see," I said, "how the winds from the sea bend or destroy everything.
+ There are no trees. Fragments of wreckage or old vessels that are broken
+ up are sold to those who can afford to buy; for costs of transportation
+ are too heavy to allow them to use the firewood with which Brittany
+ abounds. This region is fine for none but noble souls; persons without
+ sentiments could never live here; poets and barnacles alone should inhabit
+ it. All that ever brought a population to this rock were the salt-marshes
+ and the factory which prepares the salt. On one side the sea; on the
+ other, sand; above, illimitable space."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ We had now passed the town, and had reached the species of desert which
+ separates Croisic from the village of Batz. Imagine, my dear uncle, a
+ barren track of miles covered with the glittering sand of the seashore.
+ Here and there a few rocks lifted their heads; you might have thought them
+ gigantic animals couchant on the dunes. Along the coast were reefs, around
+ which the water foamed and sparkled, giving them the appearance of great
+ white roses, floating on the liquid surface or resting on the shore.
+ Seeing this barren tract with the ocean on one side, and on the other the
+ arm of the sea which runs up between Croisic and the rocky shore of
+ Guerande, at the base of which lay the salt marshes, denuded of
+ vegetation, I looked at Pauline and asked her if she felt the courage to
+ face the burning sun and the strength to walk through sand.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "I have boots," she said. "Let us go," and she pointed to the tower of
+ Batz, which arrested the eye by its immense pile placed there like a
+ pyramid; but a slender, delicately outlined pyramid, a pyramid so
+ poetically ornate that the imagination figured in it the earliest ruin of
+ a great Asiatic city.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ We advanced a few steps and sat down upon the portion of a large rock
+ which was still in the shade. But it was now eleven o'clock, and the
+ shadow, which ceased at our feet, was disappearing rapidly.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "How beautiful this silence!" she said to me; "and how the depth of it is
+ deepened by the rhythmic quiver of the wave upon the shore."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "If you will give your understanding to the three immensities which
+ surround us, the water, the air, and the sands, and listen exclusively to
+ the repeating sounds of flux and reflux," I answered her, "you will not be
+ able to endure their speech; you will think it is uttering a thought which
+ will annihilate you. Last evening, at sunset, I had that sensation; and it
+ exhausted me."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Oh! let us talk, let us talk," she said, after a long pause. "I
+ understand it. No orator was ever more terrible. I think," she continued,
+ presently, "that I perceive the causes of the harmonies which surround us.
+ This landscape, which has but three marked colors,&mdash;the brilliant
+ yellow of the sands, the blue of the sky, the even green of the sea,&mdash;is
+ grand without being savage; it is immense, yet not a desert; it is
+ monotonous, but it does not weary; it has only three elements, and yet it
+ is varied."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Women alone know how to render such impressions," I said. "You would be
+ the despair of a poet, dear soul that I divine so well!"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "The extreme heat of mid-day casts into those three expressions of the
+ infinite an all-powerful color," said Pauline, smiling. "I can here
+ conceive the poesy and the passion of the East."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "And I can perceive its despair."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Yes," she said, "this dune is a cloister,&mdash;a sublime cloister."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ We now heard the hurried steps of our guide; he had put on his Sunday
+ clothes. We addressed a few ordinary words to him; he seemed to think that
+ our mood had changed, and with that reserve that comes of misery, he kept
+ silence. Though from time to time we pressed each other's hands that we
+ might feel the mutual flow of our ideas and impressions, we walked along
+ for half an hour in silence, either because we were oppressed by the heat
+ which rose in waves from the burning sands, or because the difficulty of
+ walking absorbed our attention. Like children, we held each other's hands;
+ in fact, we could hardly have made a dozen steps had we walked arm in arm.
+ The path which led to Batz was not so much as traced. A gust of wind was
+ enough to efface all tracks left by the hoofs of horses or the wheels of
+ carts; but the practised eye of our guide could recognize by scraps of mud
+ or the dung of cattle the road that crossed that desert, now descending
+ towards the sea, then rising landward according to either the fall of the
+ ground or the necessity of rounding some breastwork of rock. By mid-day,
+ we were only half way.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "We will stop to rest over there," I said, pointing to a promontory of
+ rocks sufficiently high to make it probable we should find a grotto.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The fisherman, who heard me and saw the direction in which I pointed,
+ shook his head, and said,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Some one is there. All those who come from the village of Batz to
+ Croisic, or from Croisic to Batz, go round that place; they never pass
+ it."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ These words were said in a low voice, and seemed to indicate a mystery.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Who is he,&mdash;a robber, a murderer?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Our guide answered only by drawing a deep breath, which redoubled our
+ curiosity.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "But if we pass that way, would any harm happen to us?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Oh, no!"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Will you go with us?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "No, monsieur."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "We will go, if you assure us there is no danger."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "I do not say so," replied the fisherman, hastily. "I only say that he who
+ is there will say nothing to you, and do you no harm. He never so much as
+ moves from his place."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Who is it?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "A man."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Never were two syllables pronounced in so tragic a manner. At this moment
+ we were about fifty feet from the rocky eminence, which extended a long
+ reef into the sea. Our guide took a path which led him round the base of
+ the rock. We ourselves continued our way over it; but Pauline took my arm.
+ Our guide hastened his steps in order to meet us on the other side, where
+ the two paths came together again.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ This circumstance excited our curiosity, which soon became so keen that
+ our hearts were beating as if with a sense of fear. In spite of the heat
+ of the day, and the fatigue caused by toiling through the sand, our souls
+ were still surrendered to the softness unspeakable of our exquisite
+ ecstasy. They were filled with that pure pleasure which cannot be
+ described unless we liken it to the joy of listening to enchanting music,
+ Mozart's "Audiamo mio ben," for instance. When two pure sentiments blend
+ together, what is that but two sweet voices singing? To be able to
+ appreciate properly the emotion that held us, it would be necessary to
+ share the state of half sensuous delight into which the events of the
+ morning had plunged us. Admire for a long time some pretty dove with
+ iridescent colors, perched on a swaying branch above a spring, and you
+ will give a cry of pain when you see a hawk swooping down upon her,
+ driving its steel claws into her breast, and bearing her away with
+ murderous rapidity. When we had advanced a step or two into an open space
+ which lay before what seemed to be a grotto, a sort of esplanade placed a
+ hundred feet above the ocean, and protected from its fury by buttresses of
+ rock, we suddenly experienced an electrical shudder, something resembling
+ the shock of a sudden noise awaking us in the dead of night.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ We saw, sitting on a vast granite boulder, a man who looked at us. His
+ glance, like that of the flash of a cannon, came from two bloodshot eyes,
+ and his stoical immobility could be compared only to the immutable granite
+ masses that surrounded him. His eyes moved slowly, his body remaining
+ rigid as though he were petrified. Then, having cast upon us that look
+ which struck us like a blow, he turned his eyes once more to the limitless
+ ocean, and gazed upon it, in spite of its dazzling light, as eagles gaze
+ at the sun, without lowering his eyelids. Try to remember, dear uncle, one
+ of those old oaks, whose knotty trunks, from which the branches have been
+ lopped, rise with weird power in some lonely place, and you will have an
+ image of this man. Here was a ruined Herculean frame, the face of an
+ Olympian Jove, destroyed by age, by hard sea toil, by grief, by common
+ food, and blackened as it were by lightning. Looking at his hard and hairy
+ hands, I saw that the sinews stood out like cords of iron. Everything
+ about him denoted strength of constitution. I noticed in a corner of the
+ grotto a quantity of moss, and on a sort of ledge carved by nature on the
+ granite, a loaf of bread, which covered the mouth of an earthenware jug.
+ Never had my imagination, when it carried me to the deserts where early
+ Christian anchorites spent their lives, depicted to my mind a form more
+ grandly religious nor more horribly repentant than that of this man. You,
+ who have a life-long experience of the confessional, dear uncle, you may
+ never, perhaps, have seen so awful a remorse,&mdash;remorse sunk in the
+ waves of prayer, the ceaseless supplication of a mute despair. This
+ fisherman, this mariner, this hard, coarse Breton, was sublime through
+ some hidden emotion. Had those eyes wept? That hand, moulded for an
+ unwrought statue, had it struck? That ragged brow, where savage honor was
+ imprinted, and on which strength had left vestiges of the gentleness which
+ is an attribute of all true strength, that forehead furrowed with
+ wrinkles, was it in harmony with the heart within? Why was this man in the
+ granite? Why was the granite in the man? Which was the man, which was the
+ granite? A world of fancies came into our minds. As our guide had
+ prophesied, we passed in silence, rapidly; when he met us he saw our
+ emotion of mingled terror and astonishment, but he made no boast of the
+ truth of his prediction; he merely said,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "You have seen him."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Who is that man?"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "They call him the Man of the Vow."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ You can imagine the movement with which our two heads turned at once to
+ our guide. He was a simple-hearted fellow; he understood at once our mute
+ inquiry, and here follows what he told us; I shall try to give it as best
+ I can in his own language, retaining his popular parlance.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Madame, folks from Croisic and those from Batz think this man is guilty
+ of something, and is doing a penance ordered by a famous rector to whom he
+ confessed his sin somewhere beyond Nantes. Others think that Cambremer,
+ that's his name, casts an evil fate on those who come within his air, and
+ so they always look which way the wind is before they pass this rock. If
+ it's nor'-westerly they wouldn't go by, no, not if their errand was to get
+ a bit of the true cross; they'd go back, frightened. Others&mdash;they are
+ the rich folks of Croisic&mdash;they say that Cambremer has made a vow,
+ and that's why people call him the Man of the Vow. He is there night and
+ day, he never leaves the place. All these sayings have some truth in them.
+ See there," he continued, turning round to show us a thing we had not
+ remarked, "look at that wooden cross he has set up there, to the left, to
+ show that he has put himself under the protection of God and the holy
+ Virgin and the saints. But the fear that people have of him keeps him as
+ safe as if he were guarded by a troop of soldiers. He has never said one
+ word since he locked himself up in the open air in this way; he lives on
+ bread and water, which is brought to him every morning by his brother's
+ daughter, a little lass about twelve years old to whom he has left his
+ property, a pretty creature, gentle as a lamb, a nice little girl, so
+ pleasant. She has such blue eyes, long as <i>that</i>," he added, marking
+ a line on his thumb, "and hair like the cherubim. When you ask her: 'Tell
+ me, Perotte' (That's how we say Pierette in these parts," he remarked,
+ interrupting himself; "she is vowed to Saint Pierre; Cambremer is named
+ Pierre, and he was her godfather)&mdash;'Tell me, Perotte, what does your
+ uncle say to you?'&mdash;'He says nothing to me, nothing.'&mdash;'Well,
+ then, what does he do to you?' 'He kisses me on the forehead, Sundays.'&mdash;'Are
+ you afraid of him?'&mdash;'Ah, no, no; isn't he my godfather? he wouldn't
+ have anybody but me bring him his food.' Perotte declares that he smiles
+ when she comes; but you might as well say the sun shines in a fog; he's as
+ gloomy as a cloudy day."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "But," I said to him, "you excite our curiosity without satisfying it. Do
+ you know what brought him there? Was it grief, or repentance; is it a
+ mania; is it crime, is it&mdash;"
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Eh, monsieur, there's no one but my father and I who know the real truth.
+ My late mother was servant in the family of a lawyer to whom Cambremer
+ told all by order of the priest, who wouldn't give him absolution until he
+ had done so&mdash;at least, that's what the folks of the port say. My poor
+ mother overheard Cambremer without trying to; the lawyer's kitchen was
+ close to the office, and that's how she heard. She's dead, and so is the
+ lawyer. My mother made us promise, my father and I, not to talk about the
+ matter to the folks of the neighborhood; but I can tell you my hair stood
+ on end the night she told us the tale."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Well, my man, tell it to us now, and we won't speak of it."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The fisherman looked at us; then he continued:
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Pierre Cambremer, whom you have seen there, is the eldest of the
+ Cambremers, who from father to son have always been sailors; their name
+ says it&mdash;the sea bends under them. Pierre was a deep-sea fisherman.
+ He had boats, and fished for sardine, also for the big fishes, and sold
+ them to dealers. He'd have charted a large vessel and trawled for cod if
+ he hadn't loved his wife so much; she was a fine woman, a Brouin of
+ Guerande, with a good heart. She loved Cambremer so much that she couldn't
+ bear to have her man leave her for longer than to fish sardine. They lived
+ over there, look!" said the fisherman, going up a hillock to show us an
+ island in the little Mediterranean between the dunes where we were walking
+ and the marshes of Guerande. "You can see the house from here. It belonged
+ to him. Jacquette Brouin and Cambremer had only one son, a lad they loved&mdash;how
+ shall I say?&mdash;well, they loved him like an only child, they were mad
+ about him. How many times we have seen them at fairs buying all sorts of
+ things to please him; it was out of all reason the way they indulged him,
+ and so folks told them. The little Cambremer, seeing that he was never
+ thwarted, grew as vicious as a red ass. When they told pere Cambremer,
+ 'Your son has nearly killed little such a one,' he would laugh and say:
+ 'Bah! he'll be a bold sailor; he'll command the king's fleets.'&mdash;Another
+ time, 'Pierre Cambremer, did you know your lad very nearly put out the eye
+ of the little Pougard girl?'&mdash;'Ha! he'll like the girls,' said
+ Pierre. Nothing troubled him. At ten years old the little cur fought
+ everybody, and amused himself with cutting the hens' necks off and ripping
+ up the pigs; in fact, you might say he wallowed in blood. 'He'll be a
+ famous soldier,' said Cambremer, 'he's got the taste of blood.' Now, you
+ see," said the fisherman, "I can look back and remember all that&mdash;and
+ Cambremer, too," he added, after a pause. "By the time Jacques Cambremer
+ was fifteen or sixteen years of age he had come to be&mdash;what shall I
+ say?&mdash;a shark. He amused himself at Guerande, and was after the girls
+ at Savenay. Then he wanted money. He robbed his mother, who didn't dare
+ say a word to his father. Cambremer was an honest man who'd have tramped
+ fifty miles to return two sous that any one had overpaid him on a bill. At
+ last, one day the mother was robbed of everything. During one of his
+ father's fishing-trips Jacques carried off all she had, furniture, pots
+ and pans, sheets, linen, everything; he sold it to go to Nantes and carry
+ on his capers there. The poor mother wept day and night. This time it
+ couldn't be hidden from the father, and she feared him&mdash;not for
+ herself, you may be sure of that. When Pierre Cambremer came back and saw
+ furniture in his house which the neighbors had lent to his wife, he said,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'What is all this?'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "The poor woman, more dead than alive, replied:
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'We have been robbed.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Where is Jacques?'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Jacques is off amusing himself.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "No one knew where the scoundrel was.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'He amuses himself too much,' said Pierre.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Six months later the poor father heard that his son was about to be
+ arrested in Nantes. He walked there on foot, which is faster than by sea,
+ put his hands on his son, and compelled him to return home. Once here, he
+ did not ask him, 'What have you done?' but he said:&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'If you do not conduct yourself properly at home with your mother and me,
+ and go fishing, and behave like an honest man, you and I will have a
+ reckoning.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "The crazy fellow, counting on his parent's folly, made a face; on which
+ Pierre struck him a blow which sent Jacques to his bed for six weeks. The
+ poor mother nearly died of grief. One night, as she was fast asleep beside
+ her husband, a noise awoke her; she rose up quickly, and was stabbed in
+ the arm with a knife. She cried out loud, and when Pierre Cambremer struck
+ a light and saw his wife wounded, he thought it was the doing of robbers,&mdash;as
+ if we ever had any in these parts, where you might carry ten thousand
+ francs in gold from Croisic to Saint-Nazaire without ever being asked what
+ you had in your arms. Pierre looked for his son, but he could not find
+ him. In the morning, if that monster didn't have the face to come home,
+ saying he had stayed at Batz all night! I should tell you that the mother
+ had not known where to hide her money. Cambremer put his with Monsieur
+ Dupotel at Croisic. Their son's follies had by this time cost them so much
+ that they were half-ruined, and that was hard for folks who once had
+ twelve thousand francs, and who owned their island. No one ever knew what
+ Cambremer paid at Nantes to get his son away from there. Bad luck seemed
+ to follow the family. Troubles fell upon Cambremer's brother, he needed
+ help. Pierre said, to console him, that Jacques and Perotte (the brother's
+ daughter) could be married. Then, to help Joseph Cambremer to earn his
+ bread, Pierre took him with him a-fishing; for the poor man was now
+ obliged to live by his daily labor. His wife was dead of the fever, and
+ money was owing for Perotte's nursing. The wife of Pierre Cambremer owed
+ about one hundred francs to divers persons for the little girl,&mdash;linen,
+ clothes, and what not,&mdash;and it so chanced that she had sewed a bit of
+ Spanish gold into her mattress for a nest-egg toward paying off that
+ money. It was wrapped in paper, and on the paper was written by her: 'For
+ Perotte.' Jacquette Brouin had had a fine education; she could write like
+ a clerk, and had taught her son to write too. I can't tell you how it was
+ that the villain scented the gold, stole it, and went off to Croisic to
+ enjoy himself. Pierre Cambremer, as if it was ordained, came back that day
+ in his boat; as he landed he saw a bit of paper floating in the water, and
+ he picked it up, looked at it, and carried it to his wife, who fell down
+ as if dead, seeing her own writing. Cambremer said nothing, but he went to
+ Croisic, and heard that his son was in a billiard room; so then he went to
+ the mistress of the cafe, and said to her:&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'I told Jacques not to use a piece of gold with which he will pay you;
+ give it back to me, and I'll give you white money in place of it.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "The good woman did as she was told. Cambremer took the money and just
+ said 'Good,' and then he went home. So far, all the town knows that; but
+ now comes what I alone know, though others have always had some suspicion
+ of it. As I say, Cambremer came home; he told his wife to clean up their
+ chamber, which is on the lower floor; he made a fire, lit two candles,
+ placed two chairs on one side of the hearth, and a stool on the other.
+ Then he told his wife to bring him his wedding-clothes, and ordered her to
+ put on hers. He dressed himself. When dressed, he fetched his brother, and
+ told him to watch before the door, and warn him of any noise on either of
+ the beaches,&mdash;that of Croisic, or that of Guerande. Then he loaded a
+ gun, and placed it at a corner of the fireplace. Jacques came home late;
+ he had drunk and gambled till ten o'clock, and had to get back by way of
+ the Carnouf point. His uncle heard his hail, and he went over and fetched
+ him, but said nothing. When Jacques entered the house, his father said to
+ him,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Sit there,' pointing to the stool. 'You are,' he said, 'before your
+ father and mother, whom you have offended, and who will now judge you.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "At this Jacques began to howl, for his father's face was all distorted.
+ His mother was rigid as an oar.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'If you shout, if you stir, if you do not sit still on that stool,' said
+ Pierre, aiming the gun at him, 'I will shoot you like a dog.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Jacques was mute as a fish. The mother said nothing.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Here,' said Pierre, 'is a piece of paper which wrapped a Spanish gold
+ piece. That piece of gold was in your mother's bed; she alone knew where
+ it was. I found that paper in the water when I landed here to-day. You
+ gave a piece of Spanish gold this night to Mere Fleurant, and your
+ mother's piece is no longer in her bed. Explain all this.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Jacques said he had not taken his mother's money, and that the gold piece
+ was one he had brought from Nantes.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'I am glad of it,' said Pierre; 'now prove it.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'I had it all along.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'You did not take the gold piece belonging to your mother?'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'No.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Will you swear it on your eternal life?'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "He was about to swear; his mother raised her eyes to him, and said:&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Jacques, my child, take care; do not swear if it is not true; you can
+ repent, you can amend; there is still time.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "And she wept.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'You are a this and a that,' he said; 'you have always wanted to ruin
+ me.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Cambremer turned white and said,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Such language to your mother increases your crime. Come, to the point!
+ Will you swear?'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Yes.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Then,' Pierre said, 'was there upon your gold piece the little cross
+ which the sardine merchant who paid it to me scratched on ours?'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Jacques broke down and wept.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Enough,' said Pierre. 'I shall not speak to you of the crimes you have
+ committed before this. I do not choose that a Cambremer should die on a
+ scaffold. Say your prayers and make haste. A priest is coming to confess
+ you.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "The mother had left the room; she could not hear her son condemned. After
+ she had gone, Joseph Cambremer, the uncle, brought in the rector of
+ Piriac, to whom Jacques would say nothing. He was shrewd; he knew his
+ father would not kill him until he had made his confession.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'Thank you, and excuse us,' said Cambremer to the priest, when he saw
+ Jacques' obstinacy. 'I wished to give a lesson to my son, and will ask you
+ to say nothing about it. As for you,' he said to Jacques, 'if you do not
+ amend, the next offence you commit will be your last; I shall end it
+ without confession.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "And he sent him to bed. The lad thought he could still get round his
+ father. He slept. His father watched. When he saw that his son was soundly
+ asleep, he covered his mouth with tow, blindfolded him tightly, bound him
+ hand and foot&mdash;'He raged, he wept blood,' my mother heard Cambremer
+ say to the lawyer. The mother threw herself at the father's feet.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "'He is judged and condemned,' replied Pierre; 'you must now help me carry
+ him to the boat.'
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "She refused; and Cambremer carried him alone; he laid him in the bottom
+ of the boat, tied a stone to his neck, took the oars and rowed out of the
+ cove to the open sea, till he came to the rock where he now is. When the
+ poor mother, who had come up here with her brother-in-law, cried out,
+ 'Mercy, mercy!' it was like throwing a stone at a wolf. There was a moon,
+ and she saw the father casting her son into the water; her son, the child
+ of her womb, and as there was no wind, she heard <i>blouf</i>! and then
+ nothing&mdash;neither sound nor bubble. Ah! the sea is a fine keeper of
+ what it gets. Rowing inshore to stop his wife's cries, Cambremer found her
+ half-dead. The two brothers couldn't carry her the whole distance home, so
+ they had to put her into the boat which had just served to kill her son,
+ and they rowed back round the tower by the channel of Croisic. Well, well!
+ the belle Brouin, as they called her, didn't last a week. She died begging
+ her husband to burn that accursed boat. Oh, he did it! As for him, he
+ became I don't know what; he staggered about like a man who can't carry
+ his wine. Then he went away and was gone ten days, and after he returned
+ he put himself where you saw him, and since he has been there he has never
+ said one word."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The fisherman related this history rapidly and more simply than I can
+ write it. The lower classes make few comments as they relate a thing; they
+ tell the fact that strikes them, and present it as they felt it. This tale
+ was made as sharply incisive as the blow of an axe.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "I shall not go to Batz," said Pauline, when we came to the upper shore of
+ the lake.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ We returned to Croisic by the salt marshes, through the labyrinth of which
+ we were guided by our fisherman, now as silent as ourselves. The
+ inclination of our souls was changed. We were both plunged into gloomy
+ reflections, saddened by the recital of a drama which explained the sudden
+ presentiment which had seized us on seeing Cambremer. Each of us had
+ enough knowledge of life to divine all that our guide had not told of that
+ triple existence. The anguish of those three beings rose up before us as
+ if we had seen it in a drama, culminating in that of the father expiating
+ his crime. We dared not look at the rock where sat the fatal man who held
+ the whole countryside in awe. A few clouds dimmed the skies; mists were
+ creeping up from the horizon. We walked through a landscape more bitterly
+ gloomy than any our eyes had ever rested on, a nature that seemed sickly,
+ suffering, covered with salty crust, the eczema, it might be called, of
+ earth. Here, the soil was mapped out in squares of unequal size and shape,
+ all encased with enormous ridges or embankments of gray earth and filled
+ with water, to the surface of which the salt scum rises. These gullies,
+ made by the hand of man, are again divided by causeways, along which the
+ laborers pass, armed with long rakes, with which they drag this scum to
+ the bank, heaping it on platforms placed at equal distances when the salt
+ is fit to handle.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ For two hours we skirted the edge of this melancholy checkerboard, where
+ salt has stifled all forms of vegetation, and where no one ever comes but
+ a few "paludiers," the local name given to the laborers of the salt
+ marshes. These men, or rather this clan of Bretons, wear a special
+ costume: a white jacket, something like that of brewers. They marry among
+ themselves. There is no instance of a girl of the tribe having ever
+ married any man who was not a paludier.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The horrible aspects of these marshes, these sloughs, the mud of which was
+ systematically raked, the dull gray earth that the Breton flora held in
+ horror, were in keeping with the gloom that filled our souls. When we
+ reached a spot where we crossed an arm of the sea, which no doubt serves
+ to feed the stagnant salt-pools, we noticed with relief the puny
+ vegetation which sprouted through the sand of the beach. As we crossed, we
+ saw the island on which the Cambremers had lived; but we turned away our
+ heads.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Arriving at the hotel, we noticed a billiard-table, and finding that it
+ was the only billiard-table in Croisic, we made our preparations to leave
+ during the night. The next day we went to Guerande. Pauline was still sad,
+ and I myself felt a return of that fever of the brain which will destroy
+ me. I was so cruelly tortured by the visions that came to me of those
+ three lives, that Pauline said at last,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ "Louis, write it all down; that will change the nature of the fever within
+ you."
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ So I have written you this narrative, dear uncle; but the shock of such an
+ event has made me lose the calmness I was beginning to gain from
+ sea-bathing and our stay in this place.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <hr />
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br /> <a name="link2H_4_0002" id="link2H_4_0002">
+ <!-- H2 anchor --> </a>
+ </p>
+ <div style="height: 4em;">
+ <br /><br /><br /><br />
+ </div>
+ <h2>
+ ADDENDUM
+ </h2>
+ <h3>
+ The following personages appear in other stories of the Human Comedy.
+ </h3>
+ <p>
+ Note: A Drama on the Seashore is also known as A Seaside Tragedy and is
+ referred to by that title in other addendums.
+ </p>
+<pre xml:space="preserve">
+ Cambremer, Pierre
+ Beatrix
+
+ Lambert, Louis
+ Louis Lambert
+ A Distinguished Provincial at Paris
+
+ Lefebvre
+ Louis Lambert
+
+ Villenoix, Pauline Salomon de
+ Louis Lambert
+ The Vicar of Tours
+</pre>
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <hr />
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+<pre xml:space="preserve">
+
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+
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