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We need your donations. + + +Ferragus + +by Honore de Balzac + +Translated by Katharine Prescott Wormeley + +February, 1999 [Etext #1649] +[Most recently updated December 29, 2002] + +</pre> +<p>Etext prepared by John Bickers, jbickers@templar.actrix.gen.nz Dagny, dagnyj@hotmail.com + and Bonnie Sala </p> +<p> </p> +<p></p> +<p></p> +<p>FERRAGUS, + CHIEF OF THE DEVORANTS</p> +<p>by HONORE DE BALZAC</p> +<p></p> +<p> Translated By Katharine Prescott Wormeley</p> +<p> </p> +<p></p> +<p> + DEDICATION</p> +<p>To Hector Berlioz.</p> +<p> </p> +<h3 align="center"></h3> +<h3 align="center">PREFACE</h3> +<p>Thirteen men were banded together in Paris under the Empire, all + imbued with one and the same sentiment, all gifted with sufficient + energy to be faithful to the same thought, with sufficient honor among + themselves never to betray one another even if their interests + clashed; and sufficiently wily and politic to conceal the sacred ties + that united them, sufficiently strong to maintain themselves above the + law, bold enough to undertake all things, and fortunate enough to + succeed, nearly always, in their undertakings; having run the greatest + dangers, but keeping silence if defeated; inaccessible to fear; + trembling neither before princes, nor executioners, not even before + innocence; accepting each other for such as they were, without social + prejudices,--criminals, no doubt, but certainly remarkable through + certain of the qualities that make great men, and recruiting their + number only among men of mark. That nothing might be lacking to the + sombre and mysterious poesy of their history, these Thirteen men have + remained to this day unknown; though all have realized the most + chimerical ideas that the fantastic power falsely attributed to the + Manfreds, the Fausts, and the Melmoths can suggest to the imagination. + To-day, they are broken up, or, at least, dispersed; they have + peaceably put their necks once more under the yoke of civil law, just + as Morgan, that Achilles among pirates, transformed himself from a + buccaneering scourge to a quiet colonist, and spent, without remorse, + around his domestic hearth the millions gathered in blood by the lurid + light of flames and slaughter.</p> +<p></p> +<p></p> +<p></p> + +<p>Since the death of Napoleon, circumstances, about which the author + must keep silence, have still farther dissolved the original bond of + this secret society, always extraordinary, sometimes sinister, as + though it lived in the blackest pages of Mrs. Radcliffe. A somewhat + strange permission to relate in his own way a few of the adventures of + these men (while respecting certain susceptibilities) has only + recently been given to him by one of those anonymous heroes to whom + all society was once occultly subjected. In this permission the writer + fancied he detected a vague desire for personal celebrity.</p> +<p>This man, apparently still young, with fair hair and blue eyes, whose + sweet, clear voice seemed to denote a feminine soul, was pale of face + and mysterious in manner; he conversed affably, declared himself not + more than forty years of age, and apparently belonged to the very + highest social classes. The name which he assumed must have been + fictitious; his person was unknown in society. Who was he? That, no + one has ever known.</p> +<p>Perhaps, in confiding to the author the extraordinary matters which he + related to him, this mysterious person may have wished to see them in + a manner reproduced, and thus enjoy the emotions they were certain to + bring to the hearts of the masses,--a feeling analogous to that of + Macpherson when the name of his creation Ossian was transcribed into + all languages. That was certainly, for the Scotch lawyer, one of the + keenest, or at any rate the rarest, sensations a man could give + himself. Is it not the incognito of genius? To write the "Itinerary + from Paris to Jerusalem" is to take a share in the human glory of a + single epoch; but to endow his native land with another Homer, was not + that usurping the work of God?</p> +<p>The author knows too well the laws of narration to be ignorant of the + pledges this short preface is contracting for him; but he also knows + enough of the history of the THIRTEEN to be certain that his present + tale will never be thought below the interest inspired by this + programme. Dramas steeped in blood, comedies filled with terror, + romantic tales through which rolled heads mysteriously decapitated, + have been confided to him. If readers were not surfeited with horrors + served up to them of late in cold blood, he might reveal the calm + atrocities, the surpassing tragedies concealed under family life. But + he chooses in preference gentler events,--those where scenes of purity + succeed the tempests of passion; where woman is radiant with virtue + and beauty. To the honor of the THIRTEEN be it said that there are + such scenes in their history, which may have the honor of being some + day published as a foil of tales to listeners,--that race apart from + others, so curiously energetic, and so interesting in spite of its + crimes.</p> +<p>An author ought to be above converting his tale, when the tale is + true, into a species of surprise-game, and of taking his readers, as + certain novellists do, through many volumes and from cellar to cellar, + to show them the dry bones of a dead body, and tell them, by way of + conclusion, that THAT is what has frightened them behind doors, hidden + in the arras, or in cellars where the dead man was buried and + forgotten. In spite of his aversion for prefaces, the author feels + bound to place the following statement at the head of this narrative. + Ferragus is a first episode which clings by invisible links to the + "History of the THIRTEEN," whose power, naturally acquired, can alone + explain certain acts and agencies which would otherwise seem + supernatural. Although it is permissible in tellers of tales to have a + sort of literary coquetry in becoming historians, they ought to + renounce the benefit that may accrue from an odd or fantastic title-- + on which certain slight successes have been won in the present day. + Consequently, the author will now explain, succinctly, the reasons + that obliged him to select a title to his book which seems at first + sight unnatural.</p> +<p>FERRAGUS is, according to ancient custom, a name taken by the chief or + Grand Master of the Devorants. On the day of their election these + chiefs continue whichever of the dynasties of their Order they are + most in sympathy with, precisely as the Popes do, on their accession, + in connection with pontifical dynasties. Thus the Devorants have + "Trempe-la Soupe IX.," "Ferragus XXII.," "Tutanus XIII.," + "Masche-Fer + IV.," just as the Church has Clement XIV., Gregory VII., Julius II., + Alexander VI., etc.</p> +<p>Now, then, who are the Devorants? "Devorant" is the name of one of + those tribes of "Companions" that issued in ancient times from the + great mystical association formed among the workers of Christianity to + rebuild the temple at Jerusalem. Companionism (to coin a word) still + exists in France among the people. Its traditions, powerful over minds + that are not enlightened, and over men not educated enough to cast + aside an oath, might serve the ends of formidable enterprises if some + rough-hewn genius were to seize hold of these diverse associations. + All the instruments of this Companionism are well-nigh blind. From + town to town there has existed from time immemorial, for the use of + Companions, an "Obade,"--a sort of halting-place, kept by a "Mother," + an old woman, half-gypsy, with nothing to lose, knowing everything + that happens in her neighborhood, and devoted, either from fear or + habit, to the tribe, whose straggling members she feeds and lodges. + This people, ever moving and changing, though controlled by immutable + customs, has its eyes everywhere, executes, without judging it, a + WILL,--for the oldest Companion still belongs to an era when men had + faith. Moreover, the whole body professes doctrines that are + sufficiently true and sufficiently mysterious to electrify into a sort + of tribal loyalty all adepts whenever they obtain even a slight + development. The attachment of the Companions to their laws is so + passionate that the diverse tribes will fight sanguinary battles with + each other in defence of some question of principle.</p> +<p>Happily for our present public safety, when a Devorant is ambitious, + he builds houses, lays by his money, and leaves the Order. There is + many a curious thing to tell about the "Compagnons du Devoir" + [Companions of the Duty], the rivals of the Devorants, and about the + different sects of working-men, their usages, their fraternity, and + the bond existing between them and the free-masons. But such details + would be out of place here. The author must, however, add that under + the old monarchy it was not an unknown thing to find a "Trempe-la- + Soupe" enslaved to the king sentenced for a hundred and one years to + the galleys, but ruling his tribe from there, religiously consulted by + it, and when he escaped from his galley, certain of help, succor, and + respect, wherever he might be. To see its grand master at the galleys + is, to the faithful tribe, only one of those misfortunes for which + providence is responsible, and which does not release the Devorants + from obeying a power created by them to be above them. It is but the + passing exile of their legitimate king, always a king for them. Thus + we see the romantic prestige attaching to the name of Ferragus and to + that of the Devorants completely dissipated.</p> +<p>As for the THIRTEEN, they were all men of the stamp of Trelawney, Lord + Byron's friend, who was, they say, the original of his "Corsair." + They + were all fatalists, men of nerve and poesy, weary of leading flat and + empty lives, driven toward Asiatic enjoyments by forces all the more + excessive because, long dormant, they awoke furious. One of them, + after re-reading "Venice Preserved," and admiring the sublime union + of + Pierre and Jaffier, began to reflect on the virtues shown by men who + are outlawed by society, on the honesty of galley-slaves, the + faithfulness of thieves among each other, the privileges of exorbitant + power which such men know how to win by concentrating all ideas into a + single will. He saw that Man is greater than men. He concluded that + society ought to belong wholly to those distinguished beings who, to + natural intelligence, acquired wisdom, and fortune, add a fanaticism + hot enough to fuse into one casting these different forces. That done, + their occult power, vast in action and in intensity, against which the + social order would be helpless, would cast down all obstacles, blast + all other wills, and give to each the devilish power of all. This + world apart within the world, hostile to the world, admitting none of + the world's ideas, not recognizing any law, not submitting to any + conscience but that of necessity, obedient to a devotion only, acting + with every faculty for a single associate when one of their number + asked for the assistance of all,--this life of filibusters in lemon + kid gloves and cabriolets; this intimate union of superior beings, + cold and sarcastic, smiling and cursing in the midst of a false and + puerile society; this certainty of forcing all things to serve an end, + of plotting a vengeance that could not fail of living in thirteen + hearts; this happiness of nurturing a secret hatred in the face of + men, and of being always in arms against this; this ability to + withdraw to the sanctuary of self with one idea more than even the + most remarkable of men could have,--this religion of pleasure and + egotism cast so strong a spell over Thirteen men that they revived the + society of Jesuits to the profit of the devil.</p> +<p>It was horrible and stupendous; but the compact was made, and it + lasted precisely because it appeared to be so impossible.</p> +<p>There was, therefore, in Paris a brotherhood of THIRTEEN, who belonged + to each other absolutely, but ignored themselves as absolutely before + the world. At night they met, like conspirators, hiding no thought, + disposing each and all of a common fortune, like that of the Old Man + of the Mountain; having their feet in all salons, their hands in all + money-boxes, and making all things serve their purpose or their fancy + without scruple. No chief commanded them; no one member could arrogate + to himself that power. The most eager passion, the most exacting + circumstance, alone had the right to pass first. They were Thirteen + unknown kings,--but true kings, more than ordinary kings and judges + and executioners,--men who, having made themselves wings to roam + through society from depth to height, disdained to be anything in the + social sphere because they could be all. If the present writer ever + learns the reasons of their abdication of this power, he will take + occasion to tell them.[*]</p> +<p>[*] See Theophile Gautier's account of the society of the "Cheval + Rouge." Memoir of Balzac. Roberts Brothers, Boston.</p> +<p>Now, with this brief explanation, he may be allowed to begin the tale of certain + episodes in the history of the THIRTEEN, which have more particularly attracted + him by the Parisian flavor of their details and the whimsicality of their contrasts.</p> +<p> </p> +<h1 align="center"></h1> +<h1 align="center"></h1> +<h1 align="center">FERRAGUS, CHIEF OF THE DEVORANTS</h1> +<h1 align="center"> </h1> +<h2 align="center"></h2> +<h2 align="center">CHAPTER I</h2> +<h3 align="center">MADAME JULES</h3> +<h3 align="center"> </h3> +<p>Certain streets in Paris are as degraded as a man covered with infamy; also, + there are noble streets, streets simply respectable, young streets on the morality + of which the public has not yet formed an opinion; also cut-throat streets, + streets older than the age of the oldest dowagers, estimable streets, streets + always clean, streets always dirty, working, laboring, and mercantile streets. + In short, the streets of Paris have every human quality, and impress us, by + what we must call their physiognomy, with certain ideas against which we are + defenceless. There are, for instance, streets of a bad neighborhood in which + you could not be induced to live, and streets where you would willingly take + up your abode. Some streets, like the rue Montmartre, have a charming head, + and end in a fish's tail. The rue de la Paix is a wide street, a fine street, + yet it wakens none of those gracefully noble thoughts which come to an impressible + mind in the middle of the rue Royale, and it certainly lacks the majesty which + reigns in the Place Vendome.</p> +<p>If you walk the streets of the Ile Saint-Louis, do not seek the reason of the + nervous sadness that lays hold upon you save in the solitude of the spot, the + gloomy look of the houses, and the great deserted mansions. This island, the + ghost of <i>fermiers-generaux</i>, is the Venice of Paris. The Place de la + Bourse is voluble, busy, degraded; it is never fine except by moonlight at two + in the morning. By day it is Paris epitomized; by night it is a dream of Greece. + The rue Traversiere-Saint-Honore--is not that a villainous street? Look at the + wretched little houses with two windows on a floor, where vice, crime, and misery + abound. The narrow streets exposed to the north, where the sun never comes more + than three or four times a year, are the cut-throat streets which murder with + impunity; the authorities of the present day do not meddle with them; but in + former times the Parliament might perhaps have summoned the lieutenant of police + and reprimanded him for the state of things; and it would, at least, have issued + some decree against such streets, as it once did against the wigs of the Chapter + of Beauvais. And yet Monsieur Benoiston de Chateauneuf has proved that the mortality + of these streets is double that of others! To sum up such theories by a single + example: is not the rue Fromentin both murderous and profligate!</p> +<p>These observations, incomprehensible out of Paris, will doubtless be understood + by musing men of thought and poesy and pleasure, who know, while rambling about + Paris, how to harvest the mass of floating interests which may be gathered at + all hours within her walls; to them Paris is the most delightful and varied + of monsters: here, a pretty woman; farther on, a haggard pauper; here, new as + the coinage of a new reign; there, in this corner, elegant as a fashionable + woman. A monster, moreover, complete! Its garrets, as it were, a head full of + knowledge and genius; its first storeys stomachs repleted; its shops, actual + feet, where the busy ambulating crowds are moving. Ah! what an ever-active life + the monster leads! Hardly has the last vibration of the last carriage coming + from a ball ceased at its heart before its arms are moving at the barriers and + it shakes itself slowly into motion. Doors open; turning on their hinges like + the membrane of some huge lobster, invisibly manipulated by thirty thousand + men or women, of whom each individual occupies a space of six square feet, but + has a kitchen, a workshop, a bed, children, a garden, little light to see by, + but must see all. Imperceptibly, the articulations begin to crack; motion communicates + itself; the street speaks. By mid-day, all is alive; the chimneys smoke, the + monster eats; then he roars, and his thousand paws begin to ramp. Splendid spectacle! + But, O Paris! he who has not admired your gloomy passages, your gleams and flashes + of light, your deep and silent <i>cul-de-sacs</i>, who has not listened to + your murmurings between midnight and two in the morning, knows nothing as yet + of your true poesy, nor of your broad and fantastic contrasts.</p> +<p>There are a few amateurs who never go their way heedlessly; who savor + their Paris, so to speak; who know its physiognomy so well that they + see every wart, and pimple, and redness. To others, Paris is always + that monstrous marvel, that amazing assemblage of activities, of + schemes, of thoughts; the city of a hundred thousand tales, the head + of the universe. But to those few, Paris is sad or gay, ugly or + beautiful, living or dead; to them Paris is a creature; every man, + every fraction of a house is a lobe of the cellular tissue of that + great courtesan whose head and heart and fantastic customs they know + so well. These men are lovers of Paris; they lift their noses at such + or such a corner of a street, certain that they can see the face of a + clock; they tell a friend whose tobacco-pouch is empty, "Go down that + passage and turn to the left; there's a tobacconist next door to a + confectioner, where there's a pretty girl." Rambling about Paris is, + to these poets, a costly luxury. How can they help spending precious + minutes before the dramas, disasters, faces, and picturesque events + which meet us everywhere amid this heaving queen of cities, clothed in + posters,--who has, nevertheless, not a single clean corner, so + complying is she to the vices of the French nation! Who has not + chanced to leave his home early in the morning, intending to go to + some extremity of Paris, and found himself unable to get away from the + centre of it by the dinner-hour? Such a man will know how to excuse + this vagabondizing start upon our tale; which, however, we here sum up + in an observation both useful and novel, as far as any observation can + be novel in Paris, where there is nothing new,--not even the statue + erected yesterday, on which some young gamin has already scribbled his + name.</p> +<p>Well, then! there are streets, or ends of streets, there are houses, + unknown for the most part to persons of social distinction, to which a + woman of that class cannot go without causing cruel and very wounding + things to be thought of her. Whether the woman be rich and has a + carriage, whether she is on foot, or is disguised, if she enters one + of these Parisian defiles at any hour of the day, she compromises her + reputation as a virtuous woman. If, by chance, she is there at nine in + the evening the conjectures that an observer permits himself to make + upon her may prove fearful in their consequences. But if the woman is + young and pretty, if she enters a house in one of those streets, if + the house has a long, dark, damp, and evil-smelling passage-way, at + the end of which flickers the pallid gleam of an oil lamp, and if + beneath that gleam appears the horrid face of a withered old woman + with fleshless fingers, ah, then! and we say it in the interests of + young and pretty women, that woman is lost. She is at the mercy of the + first man of her acquaintance who sees her in that Parisian slough. + There is more than one street in Paris where such a meeting may lead + to a frightful drama, a bloody drama of death and love, a drama of the + modern school.</p> +<p>Unhappily, this scene, this modern drama itself, will be comprehended + by only a small number of persons; and it is a pity to tell the tale + to a public which cannot enter into its local merit. But who can + flatter himself that he will ever be understood? We all die unknown-- + 'tis the saying of women and of authors.</p> +<p>At half-past eight o'clock one evening, in the rue Pagevin, in the days when + that street had no wall which did not echo some infamous word, and was, in the + direction of the rue Soly, the narrowest and most impassable street in Paris + (not excepting the least frequented corner of the most deserted street),--at + the beginning of the month of February about thirteen years ago, a young man, + by one of those chances which come but once in life, turned the corner of the + rue Pagevin to enter the rue des Vieux-Augustins, close to the rue Soly. There, + this young man, who lived himself in the rue de Bourbon, saw in a woman near + whom he had been unconsciously walking, a vague resemblance to the prettiest + woman in Paris; a chaste and delightful person, with whom he was secretly and + passionately in love,--a love without hope; she was married. In a moment his + heart leaped, an intolerable heat surged from his centre and flowed through + all his veins; his back turned cold, the skin of his head crept. He loved, he + was young, he knew Paris; and his knowledge did not permit him to be ignorant + of all there was of possible infamy in an elegant, rich, young, and beautiful + woman walking there, alone, with a furtively criminal step. <i>She</i> in + that mud! at that hour!</p> +<p>The love that this young man felt for that woman may seem romantic, + and all the more so because he was an officer in the Royal Guard. If + he had been in the infantry, the affair might have seemed more likely; + but, as an officer of rank in the cavalry, he belonged to that French + arm which demands rapidity in its conquests and derives as much vanity + from its amorous exploits as from its dashing uniform. But the passion + of this officer was a true love, and many young hearts will think it + noble. He loved this woman because she was virtuous; he loved her + virtue, her modest grace, her imposing saintliness, as the dearest + treasures of his hidden passion. This woman was indeed worthy to + inspire one of those platonic loves which are found, like flowers amid + bloody ruins, in the history of the middle-ages; worthy to be the + hidden principle of all the actions of a young man's life; a love as + high, as pure as the skies when blue; a love without hope and to which + men bind themselves because it can never deceive; a love that is + prodigal of unchecked enjoyment, especially at an age when the heart + is ardent, the imagination keen, and the eyes of a man see very + clearly.</p> +<p>Strange, weird, inconceivable effects may be met with at night in Paris. Only + those who have amused themselves by watching those effects have any idea how + fantastic a woman may appear there at dusk. At times the creature whom you are + following, by accident or design, seems to you light and slender; the stockings, + if they are white, make you fancy that the legs must be slim and elegant; the + figure though wrapped in a shawl, or concealed by a pelisse, defines itself + gracefully and seductively among the shadows; anon, the uncertain gleam thrown + from a shop-window or a street lamp bestows a fleeting lustre, nearly always + deceptive, on the unknown woman, and fires the imagination, carrying it far + beyond the truth. The senses then bestir themselves; everything takes color + and animation; the woman appears in an altogether novel aspect; her person becomes + beautiful. Behold! she is not a woman, she is a demon, a siren, who is drawing + you by magnetic attraction to some respectable house, where the worthy <i>bourgeoise</i>, + frightened by your threatening step and the clack of your boots, shuts the door + in your face without looking at you.</p> +<p>A vacillating gleam, thrown from the shop-window of a shoemaker, suddenly illuminated + from the waist down the figure of the woman who was before the young man. Ah! + surely, <i>she</i> alone had that swaying figure; she alone knew the secret + of that chaste gait which innocently set into relief the many beauties of that + attractive form. Yes, that was the shawl, and that the velvet bonnet which she + wore in the mornings. On her gray silk stockings not a spot, on her shoes not + a splash. The shawl held tightly round the bust disclosed, vaguely, its charming + lines; and the young man, who had often seen those shoulders at a ball, knew + well the treasures that the shawl concealed. By the way a Parisian woman wraps + a shawl around her, and the way she lifts her feet in the street, a man of intelligence + in such studies can divine the secret of her mysterious errand. There is something, + I know not what, of quivering buoyancy in the person, in the gait; the woman + seems to weigh less; she steps, or rather, she glides like a star, and floats + onward led by a thought which exhales from the folds and motion of her dress. + The young man hastened his step, passed the woman, and then turned back to look + at her. Pst! she had disappeared into a passage-way, the grated door of which + and its bell still rattled and sounded. The young man walked back to the alley + and saw the woman reach the farther end, where she began to mount--not without + receiving the obsequious bow of an old portress--a winding staircase, the lower + steps of which were strongly lighted; she went up buoyantly, eagerly, as though + impatient.</p> +<p>"Impatient for what?" said the young man to himself, drawing back + to + lean against a wooden railing on the other side of the street. He + gazed, unhappy man, at the different storeys of the house, with the + keen attention of a detective searching for a conspirator.</p> +<p>It was one of those houses of which there are thousands in Paris, + ignoble, vulgar, narrow, yellowish in tone, with four storeys and + three windows on each floor. The outer blinds of the first floor were + closed. Where was she going? The young man fancied he heard the tinkle + of a bell on the second floor. As if in answer to it, a light began to + move in a room with two windows strongly illuminated, which presently + lit up the third window, evidently that of a first room, either the + salon or the dining-room of the apartment. Instantly the outline of a + woman's bonnet showed vaguely on the window, and a door between the + two rooms must have closed, for the first was dark again, while the + two other windows resumed their ruddy glow. At this moment a voice + said, "Hi, there!" and the young man was conscious of a blow on his + shoulder.</p> +<p>"Why don't you pay attention?" said the rough voice of a workman, + carrying a plank on his shoulder. The man passed on. He was the voice + of Providence saying to the watcher: "What are you meddling with? + Think of your own duty; and leave these Parisians to their own + affairs."</p> +<p>The young man crossed his arms; then, as no one beheld him, he + suffered tears of rage to flow down his cheeks unchecked. At last the + sight of the shadows moving behind the lighted windows gave him such + pain that he looked elsewhere and noticed a hackney-coach, standing + against a wall in the upper part of the rue des Vieux-Augustins, at a + place where there was neither the door of a house, nor the light of a + shop-window.</p> +<p>Was it she? Was it not she? Life or death to a lover! This lover + waited. He stood there during a century of twenty minutes. After that + the woman came down, and he then recognized her as the one whom he + secretly loved. Nevertheless, he wanted still to doubt. She went to + the hackney-coach, and got into it.</p> +<p>"The house will always be there and I can search it later," thought + the young man, following the carriage at a run, to solve his last + doubts; and soon he did so.</p> +<p>The carriage stopped in the rue de Richelieu before a shop for + artificial flowers, close to the rue de Menars. The lady got out, + entered the shop, sent out the money to pay the coachman, and + presently left the shop herself, on foot, after buying a bunch of + marabouts. Marabouts for her black hair! The officer beheld her, + through the window-panes, placing the feathers to her head to see the + effect, and he fancied he could hear the conversation between herself + and the shop-woman.</p> +<p>"Oh! madame, nothing is more suitable for brunettes: brunettes have something + a little too strongly marked in their lines, and marabouts give them just that + <i>flow</i> which they lack. Madame la Duchesse de Langeais says they give + a woman something vague, Ossianic, and very high-bred."</p> +<p>"Very good; send them to me at once."</p> +<p>Then the lady turned quickly toward the rue de Menars, and entered her + own house. When the door closed on her, the young lover, having lost + his hopes, and worse, far worse, his dearest beliefs, walked through + the streets like a drunken man, and presently found himself in his own + room without knowing how he came there. He flung himself into an arm- + chair, put his head in his hands and his feet on the andirons, drying + his boots until he burned them. It was an awful moment,--one of those + moments in human life when the character is moulded, and the future + conduct of the best of men depends on the good or evil fortune of his + first action. Providence or fatality?--choose which you will.</p> +<p>This young man belonged to a good family, whose nobility was not very + ancient; but there are so few really old families in these days, that + all men of rank are ancient without dispute. His grandfather had + bought the office of counsellor to the Parliament of Paris, where he + afterwards became president. His sons, each provided with a handsome + fortune, entered the army, and through their marriages became attached + to the court. The Revolution swept the family away; but one old + dowager, too obstinate to emigrate, was left; she was put in prison, + threatened with death, but was saved by the 9th Thermidor and + recovered her property. When the proper time came, about the year + 1804, she recalled her grandson to France. Auguste de Maulincour, the + only scion of the Carbonnon de Maulincour, was brought up by the good + dowager with the triple care of a mother, a woman of rank, and an + obstinate dowager. When the Restoration came, the young man, then + eighteen years of age, entered the Maison-Rouge, followed the princes + to Ghent, was made an officer in the body-guard, left it to serve in + the line, but was recalled later to the Royal Guard, where, at twenty- + three years of age, he found himself major of a cavalry regiment,--a + splendid position, due to his grandmother, who had played her cards + well to obtain it, in spite of his youth. This double biography is a + compendium of the general and special history, barring variations, of + all the noble families who emigrated having debts and property, + dowagers and tact.</p> +<p>Madame la Baronne de Maulincour had a friend in the old Vidame de + Pamiers, formerly a commander of the Knights of Malta. This was one of + those undying friendships founded on sexagenary ties which nothing can + weaken, because at the bottom of such intimacies there are certain + secrets of the human heart, delightful to guess at when we have the + time, insipid to explain in twenty words, and which might make the + text of a work in four volumes as amusing as the Doyen de Killerine,-- + a work about which young men talk and judge without having read it.</p> +<p>Auguste de Maulincour belonged therefore to the faubourg Saint-Germain through + his grandmother and the vidame, and it sufficed him to date back two centuries + to take the tone and opinions of those who assume to go back to Clovis. This + young man, pale, slender, and delicate in appearance, a man of honor and true + courage, who would fight a duel for a yes or a no, had never yet fought upon + a battle-field, though he wore in his button-hole the cross of the Legion of + honor. He was, as you perceive, one of the blunders of the Restoration, perhaps + the most excusable of them. The youth of those days was the youth of no epoch. + It came between the memories of the Empire and those of the Emigration, between + the old traditions of the court and the conscientious education of the <i>bourgeoisie</i>; + between religion and fancy-balls; between two political faiths, between Louis + XVIII., who saw only the present, and Charles X., who looked too far into the + future; it was moreover bound to accept the will of the king, though the king + was deceiving and tricking it. This unfortunate youth, blind and yet clear-sighted, + was counted as nothing by old men jealously keeping the reins of the State in + their feeble hands, while the monarchy could have been saved by their retirement + and the accession of this Young France, which the old doctrinaires, the <i>emigres</i> + of the Restoration, still speak of slightingly. Auguste de Maulincour was a + victim to the ideas which weighed in those days upon French youth, and we must + here explain why.</p> +<p>The Vidame de Pamiers was still, at sixty-seven years of age, a very brilliant + man, having seen much and lived much; a good talker, a man of honor and a gallant + man, but who held as to women the most detestable opinions; he loved them, and + he despised them. <i>Their</i> honor! <i>their</i> feelings! Ta-ra-ra, rubbish + and shams! When he was with them, he believed in them, the ci-devant "monstre"; + he never contradicted them, and he made them shine. But among his male friends, + when the topic of the sex came up, he laid down the principle that to deceive + women, and to carry on several intrigues at once, should be the occupation of + those young men who were so misguided as to wish to meddle in the affairs of + the State. It is sad to have to sketch so hackneyed a portrait, for has it not + figured everywhere and become, literally, as threadbare as that of a grenadier + of the Empire? But the vidame had an influence on Monsieur de Maulincour's destiny + which obliges us to preserve his portrait; he lectured the young man after his + fashion, and did his best to convert him to the doctrines of the great age of + gallantry.</p> +<p>The dowager, a tender-hearted, pious woman, sitting between God and + her vidame, a model of grace and sweetness, but gifted with that + well-bred persistency which triumphs in the long run, had longed to + preserve for her grandson the beautiful illusions of life, and had + therefore brought him up in the highest principles; she instilled into + him her own delicacy of feeling and made him, to outward appearance, a + timid man, if not a fool. The sensibilities of the young fellow, + preserved pure, were not worn by contact without; he remained so + chaste, so scrupulous, that he was keenly offended by actions and + maxims to which the world attached no consequence. Ashamed of this + susceptibility, he forced himself to conceal it under a false + hardihood; but he suffered in secret, all the while scoffing with + others at the things he reverenced.</p> +<p>It came to pass that he was deceived; because, in accordance with a + not uncommon whim of destiny, he, a man of gentle melancholy, and + spiritual in love, encountered in the object of his first passion a + woman who held in horror all German sentimentalism. The young man, in + consequence, distrusted himself, became dreamy, absorbed in his + griefs, complaining of not being understood. Then, as we desire all + the more violently the things we find difficult to obtain, he + continued to adore women with that ingenuous tenderness and feline + delicacy the secret of which belongs to women themselves, who may, + perhaps, prefer to keep the monopoly of it. In point of fact, though + women of the world complain of the way men love them, they have little + liking themselves for those whose soul is half feminine. Their own + superiority consists in making men believe they are their inferiors in + love; therefore they will readily leave a lover if he is inexperienced + enough to rob them of those fears with which they seek to deck + themselves, those delightful tortures of feigned jealousy, those + troubles of hope betrayed, those futile expectations,--in short, the + whole procession of their feminine miseries. They hold Sir Charles + Grandison in horror. What can be more contrary to their nature than a + tranquil, perfect love? They want emotions; happiness without storms + is not happiness to them. Women with souls that are strong enough to + bring infinitude into love are angelic exceptions; they are among + women what noble geniuses are among men. Their great passions are rare + as masterpieces. Below the level of such love come compromises, + conventions, passing and contemptible irritations, as in all things + petty and perishable.</p> +<p>Amid the hidden disasters of his heart, and while he was still seeking + the woman who could comprehend him (a search which, let us remark in + passing, is one of the amorous follies of our epoch), Auguste met, in + the rank of society that was farthest from his own, in the secondary + sphere of money, where banking holds the first place, a perfect being, + one of those women who have I know not what about them that is saintly + and sacred,--women who inspire such reverence that love has need of + the help of a long familiarity to declare itself.</p> +<p>Auguste then gave himself up wholly to the delights of the deepest and most + moving of passions, to a love that was purely adoring. Innumerable repressed + desires there were, shadows of passion so vague yet so profound, so fugitive + and yet so actual, that one scarcely knows to what we may compare them. They + are like perfumes, or clouds, or rays of the sun, or shadows, or whatever there + is in nature that shines for a moment and disappears, that springs to life and + dies, leaving in the heart long echoes of emotion. When the soul is young enough + to nurture melancholy and far-off hope, to find in woman more than a woman, + is it not the greatest happiness that can befall a man when he loves enough + to feel more joy in touching a gloved hand, or a lock of hair, in listening + to a word, in casting a single look, than in all the ardor of possession given + by happy love? Thus it is that rejected persons, those rebuffed by fate, the + ugly and unfortunate, lovers unrevealed, women and timid men, alone know the + treasures contained in the voice of the beloved. Taking their source and their + element from the soul itself, the vibrations of the air, charged with passion, + put our hearts so powerfully into communion, carrying thought between them so + lucidly, and being, above all, so incapable of falsehood, that a single inflection + of a voice is often a revelation. What enchantments the intonations of a tender + voice can bestow upon the heart of a poet! What ideas they awaken! What freshness + they shed there! Love is in the voice before the glance avows it. Auguste, poet + after the manner of lovers (there are poets who feel, and poets who express; + the first are the happiest), Auguste had tasted all these early joys, so vast, + so fecund. SHE possessed the most winning organ that the most artful woman of + the world could have desired in order to deceive at her ease; <i>she</i> had + that silvery voice which is soft to the ear, and ringing only for the heart + which it stirs and troubles, caresses and subjugates.</p> +<p>And this woman went by night to the rue Soly through the rue Pagevin! + and her furtive apparition in an infamous house had just destroyed the + grandest of passions! The vidame's logic triumphed.</p> +<p>"If she is betraying her husband we will avenge ourselves," said + Auguste.</p> +<p>There was still faith in that "if." The philosophic doubt of Descartes + is a politeness with which we should always honor virtue. Ten o'clock + sounded. The Baron de Maulincour remembered that this woman was going + to a ball that evening at a house to which he had access. He dressed, + went there, and searched for her through all the salons. The mistress + of the house, Madame de Nucingen, seeing him thus occupied, said:--</p> +<p>"You are looking for Madame Jules; but she has not yet come."</p> +<p>"Good evening, dear," said a voice.</p> +<p>Auguste and Madame de Nucingen turned round. Madame Jules had arrived, + dressed in white, looking simple and noble, wearing in her hair the + marabouts the young baron had seen her choose in the flower-shop. That + voice of love now pierced his heart. Had he won the slightest right to + be jealous of her he would have petrified her then and there by saying + the words, "Rue Soly!" But if he, an alien to her life, had said those + words in her ear a thousand times, Madame Jules would have asked him + in astonishment what he meant. He looked at her stupidly.</p> +<p>For those sarcastic persons who scoff at all things it may be a great + amusement to detect the secret of a woman, to know that her chastity + is a lie, that her calm face hides some anxious thought, that under + that pure brow is a dreadful drama. But there are other souls to whom + the sight is saddening; and many of those who laugh in public, when + withdrawn into themselves and alone with their conscience, curse the + world while they despise the woman. Such was the case with Auguste de + Maulincour, as he stood there in presence of Madame Jules. Singular + situation! There was no other relation between them than that which + social life establishes between persons who exchange a few words seven + or eight times in the course of a winter, and yet he was calling her + to account on behalf of a happiness unknown to her; he was judging + her, without letting her know of his accusation.</p> +<p>Many young men find themselves thus in despair at having broken + forever with a woman adored in secret, condemned and despised in + secret. There are many hidden monologues told to the walls of some + solitary lodging; storms roused and calmed without ever leaving the + depths of hearts; amazing scenes of the moral world, for which a + painter is wanted. Madame Jules sat down, leaving her husband to make + a turn around the salon. After she was seated she seemed uneasy, and, + while talking with her neighbor, she kept a furtive eye on Monsieur + Jules Desmarets, her husband, a broker chiefly employed by the Baron + de Nucingen. The following is the history of their home life.</p> +<p>Monsieur Desmarets was, five years before his marriage, in a broker's + office, with no other means than the meagre salary of a clerk. But he + was a man to whom misfortune had early taught the truths of life, and + he followed the strait path with the tenacity of an insect making for + its nest; he was one of those dogged young men who feign death before + an obstacle and wear out everybody's patience with their own beetle- + like perseverance. Thus, young as he was, he had all the republican + virtue of poor peoples; he was sober, saving of his time, an enemy to + pleasure. He waited. Nature had given him the immense advantage of an + agreeable exterior. His calm, pure brow, the shape of his placid, but + expressive face, his simple manners,--all revealed in him a laborious + and resigned existence, that lofty personal dignity which is imposing + to others, and the secret nobility of heart which can meet all events. + His modesty inspired a sort of respect in those who knew him. Solitary + in the midst of Paris, he knew the social world only by glimpses + during the brief moments which he spent in his patron's salon on + holidays.</p> +<p>There were passions in this young man, as in most of the men who live + in that way, of amazing profundity,--passions too vast to be drawn + into petty incidents. His want of means compelled him to lead an + ascetic life, and he conquered his fancies by hard work. After paling + all day over figures, he found his recreation in striving obstinately + to acquire that wide general knowledge so necessary in these days to + every man who wants to make his mark, whether in society, or in + commerce, at the bar, or in politics or literature. The only peril + these fine souls have to fear comes from their own uprightness. They + see some poor girl; they love her; they marry her, and wear out their + lives in a struggle between poverty and love. The noblest ambition is + quenched perforce by the household account-book. Jules Desmarets went + headlong into this peril.</p> +<p>He met one evening at his patron's house a girl of the rarest beauty. + Unfortunate men who are deprived of affection, and who consume the + finest hours of youth in work and study, alone know the rapid ravages + that passion makes in their lonely, misconceived hearts. They are so + certain of loving truly, all their forces are concentrated so quickly + on the object of their love, that they receive, while beside her, the + most delightful sensations, when, as often happens, they inspire none + at all. Nothing is more flattering to a woman's egotism than to divine + this passion, apparently immovable, and these emotions so deep that + they have needed a great length of time to reach the human surface. + These poor men, anchorites in the midst of Paris, have all the + enjoyments of anchorites; and may sometimes succumb to temptations. + But, more often deceived, betrayed, and misunderstood, they are rarely + able to gather the sweet fruits of a love which, to them, is like a + flower dropped from heaven.</p> +<p>One smile from his wife, a single inflection of her voice sufficed to + make Jules Desmarets conceive a passion which was boundless. Happily, + the concentrated fire of that secret passion revealed itself artlessly + to the woman who inspired it. These two beings then loved each other + religiously. To express all in a word, they clasped hands without + shame before the eyes of the world and went their way like two + children, brother and sister, passing serenely through a crowd where + all made way for them and admired them.</p> +<p>The young girl was in one of those unfortunate positions which human + selfishness entails upon children. She had no civil status; her name + of "Clemence" and her age were recorded only by a notary public. As + for her fortune, that was small indeed. Jules Desmarets was a happy + man on hearing these particulars. If Clemence had belonged to an + opulent family, he might have despaired of obtaining her; but she was + only the poor child of love, the fruit of some terrible adulterous + passion; and they were married. Then began for Jules Desmarets a + series of fortunate events. Every one envied his happiness; and + henceforth talked only of his luck, without recalling either his + virtues or his courage.</p> +<p>Some days after their marriage, the mother of Clemence, who passed in + society for her godmother, told Jules Desmarets to buy the office and + good-will of a broker, promising to provide him with the necessary + capital. In those days, such offices could still be bought at a modest + price. That evening, in the salon as it happened of his patron, a + wealthy capitalist proposed, on the recommendation of the mother, a + very advantageous transaction for Jules Desmarets, and the next day + the happy clerk was able to buy out his patron. In four years + Desmarets became one of the most prosperous men in his business; new + clients increased the number his predecessor had left to him; he + inspired confidence in all; and it was impossible for him not to feel, + by the way business came to him, that some hidden influence, due to + his mother-in-law, or to Providence, was secretly protecting him.</p> +<p>At the end of the third year Clemence lost her godmother. By that time + Monsieur Jules (so called to distinguish him from an elder brother, + whom he had set up as a notary in Paris) possessed an income from + invested property of two hundred thousand francs. There was not in all + Paris another instance of the domestic happiness enjoyed by this + couple. For five years their exceptional love had been troubled by + only one event,--a calumny for which Monsieur Jules exacted vengeance. + One of his former comrades attributed to Madame Jules the fortune of + her husband, explaining that it came from a high protection dearly + paid for. The man who uttered the calumny was killed in the duel that + followed it.</p> +<p>The profound passion of this couple, which survived marriage, obtained + a great success in society, though some women were annoyed by it. The + charming household was respected; everybody feted it. Monsieur and + Madame Jules were sincerely liked, perhaps because there is nothing + more delightful to see than happy people; but they never stayed long + at any festivity. They slipped away early, as impatient to regain + their nest as wandering pigeons. This nest was a large and beautiful + mansion in the rue de Menars, where a true feeling for art tempered + the luxury which the financial world continues, traditionally, to + display. Here the happy pair received their society magnificently, + although the obligations of social life suited them but little.</p> +<p>Nevertheless, Jules submitted to the demands of the world, knowing + that, sooner or later, a family has need of it; but he and his wife + felt themselves, in its midst, like green-house plants in a tempest. + With a delicacy that was very natural, Jules had concealed from his + wife the calumny and the death of the calumniator. Madame Jules, + herself, was inclined, through her sensitive and artistic nature, to + desire luxury. In spite of the terrible lesson of the duel, some + imprudent women whispered to each other that Madame Jules must + sometimes be pressed for money. They often found her more elegantly + dressed in her own home than when she went into society. She loved to + adorn herself to please her husband, wishing to show him that to her + he was more than any social life. A true love, a pure love, above all, + a happy love! Jules, always a lover, and more in love as time went by, + was happy in all things beside his wife, even in her caprices; in + fact, he would have been uneasy if she had none, thinking it a symptom + of some illness.</p> +<p>Auguste de Maulincour had the personal misfortune of running against this passion, + and falling in love with the wife beyond recovery. Nevertheless, though he carried + in his heart so intense a love, he was not ridiculous; he complied with all + the demands of society, and of military manners and customs. And yet his face + wore constantly, even though he might be drinking a glass of champagne, that + dreamy look, that air of silently despising life, that nebulous expression which + belongs, though for other reasons, to <i>blases</i> men,--men dissatisfied + with hollow lives. To love without hope, to be disgusted with life, constitute, + in these days, a social position. The enterprise of winning the heart of a sovereign + might give, perhaps, more hope than a love rashly conceived for a happy woman. + Therefore Maulincour had sufficient reason to be grave and gloomy. A queen has + the vanity of her power; the height of her elevation protects her. But a pious + <i>bourgeoise</i> is like a hedgehog, or an oyster, in its rough wrappings.</p> +<p>At this moment the young officer was beside his unconscious mistress, + who certainly was unaware that she was doubly faithless. Madame Jules + was seated, in a naive attitude, like the least artful woman in + existence, soft and gentle, full of a majestic serenity. What an abyss + is human nature! Before beginning a conversation, the baron looked + alternately at the wife and at the husband. How many were the + reflections he made! He recomposed the "Night Thoughts" of Young in + a + second. And yet the music was sounding through the salons, the light + was pouring from a thousand candles. It was a banker's ball,--one of + those insolent festivals by means of which the world of solid gold + endeavored to sneer at the gold-embossed salons where the faubourg + Saint-Germain met and laughed, not foreseeing the day when the bank + would invade the Luxembourg and take its seat upon the throne. The + conspirators were now dancing, indifferent to coming bankruptcies, + whether of Power or of the Bank. The gilded salons of the Baron de + Nucingen were gay with that peculiar animation that the world of + Paris, apparently joyous at any rate, gives to its fetes. There, men + of talent communicate their wit to fools, and fools communicate that + air of enjoyment that characterizes them. By means of this exchange + all is liveliness. But a ball in Paris always resembles fireworks to a + certain extent; wit, coquetry, and pleasure sparkle and go out like + rockets. The next day all present have forgotten their wit, their + coquetry, their pleasure.</p> +<p>"Ah!" thought Auguste, by way of conclusion, "women are what + the + vidame says they are. Certainly all those dancing here are less + irreproachable actually than Madame Jules appears to be, and yet + Madame Jules went to the rue Soly!"</p> +<p>The rue Soly was like an illness to him; the very word shrivelled his + heart.</p> +<p>"Madame, do you ever dance?" he said to her.</p> +<p>"This is the third time you have asked me that question this winter," + she answered, smiling.</p> +<p>"But perhaps you have never answered it."</p> +<p>"That is true."</p> +<p>"I knew very well that you were false, like other women."</p> +<p>Madame Jules continued to smile.</p> +<p>"Listen, monsieur," she said; "if I told you the real reason, + you + would think it ridiculous. I do not think it false to abstain from + telling things that the world would laugh at."</p> +<p>"All secrets demand, in order to be told, a friendship of which I am + no doubt unworthy, madame. But you cannot have any but noble secrets; + do you think me capable of jesting on noble things?"</p> +<p>"Yes," she said, "you, like all the rest, laugh at our purest + sentiments; you calumniate them. Besides, I have no secrets. I have + the right to love my husband in the face of all the world, and I say + so,--I am proud of it; and if you laugh at me when I tell you that I + dance only with him, I shall have a bad opinion of your heart."</p> +<p>"Have you never danced since your marriage with any one but your + husband?"</p> +<p>"Never. His arm is the only one on which I have leaned; I have never + felt the touch of another man."</p> +<p>"Has your physician never felt your pulse?"</p> +<p>"Now you are laughing at me."</p> +<p>"No, madame, I admire you, because I comprehend you. But you let a man + hear your voice, you let yourself be seen, you--in short, you permit + our eyes to admire you--"</p> +<p>"Ah!" she said, interrupting him, "that is one of my griefs. + Yes, I + wish it were possible for a married woman to live secluded with her + husband, as a mistress lives with her lover, for then--"</p> +<p>"Then why were you, two hours ago, on foot, disguised, in the rue + Soly?"</p> +<p>"The rue Soly, where is that?"</p> +<p>And her pure voice gave no sign of any emotion; no feature of her face + quivered; she did not blush; she remained calm.</p> +<p>"What! you did not go up to the second floor of a house in the rue des + Vieux-Augustins at the corner of the rue Soly? You did not have a + hackney-coach waiting near by? You did not return in it to the flower- + shop in the rue Richelieu, where you bought the feathers that are now + in your hair?"</p> +<p>"I did not leave my house this evening."</p> +<p>As she uttered that lie she was smiling and imperturbable; she played + with her fan; but if any one had passed a hand down her back they + would, perhaps, have found it moist. At that instant Auguste + remembered the instructions of the vidame.</p> +<p>"Then it was some one who strangely resembled you," he said, with + a + credulous air.</p> +<p>"Monsieur," she replied, "if you are capable of following a + woman and + detecting her secrets, you will allow me to say that it is a wrong, a + very wrong thing, and I do you the honor to say that I disbelieve + you."</p> +<p>The baron turned away, placed himself before the fireplace and seemed + thoughtful. He bent his head; but his eyes were covertly fixed on + Madame Jules, who, not remembering the reflections in the mirror, cast + two or three glances at him that were full of terror. Presently she + made a sign to her husband and rising took his arm to walk about the + salon. As she passed before Monsieur de Maulincour, who at that moment + was speaking to a friend, he said in a loud voice, as if in reply to a + remark: "That woman will certainly not sleep quietly this night." + Madame Jules stopped, gave him an imposing look which expressed + contempt, and continued her way, unaware that another look, if + surprised by her husband, might endanger not only her happiness but + the lives of two men. Auguste, frantic with anger, which he tried to + smother in the depths of his soul, presently left the house, swearing + to penetrate to the heart of the mystery. Before leaving, he sought + Madame Jules, to look at her again; but she had disappeared.</p> +<p>What a drama cast into that young head so eminently romantic, like all who + have not known love in the wide extent which they give to it. He adored Madame + Jules under a new aspect; he loved her now with the fury of jealousy and the + frenzied anguish of hope. Unfaithful to her husband, the woman became common. + Auguste could now give himself up to the joys of successful love, and his imagination + opened to him a career of pleasures. Yes, he had lost the angel, but he had + found the most delightful of demons. He went to bed, building castles in the + air, excusing Madame Jules by some romantic fiction in which he did not believe. + He resolved to devote himself wholly, from that day forth, to a search for the + causes, motives, and keynote of this mystery. It was a tale to read, or better + still, a drama to be played, in which he had a part.</p> +<p> </p> +<h2 align="center"></h2> +<h2 align="center">CHAPTER II</h2> +<h3 align="center">FERRAGUS</h3> +<p>A fine thing is the task of a spy, when performed for one's own benefit and + in the interests of a passion. Is it not giving ourselves the pleasure of a + thief and a rascal while continuing honest men? But there is another side to + it; we must resign ourselves to boil with anger, to roar with impatience, to + freeze our feet in the mud, to be numbed, and roasted, and torn by false hopes. + We must go, on the faith of a mere indication, to a vague object, miss our end, + curse our luck, improvise to ourselves elegies, dithyrambics, exclaim idiotically + before inoffensive pedestrians who observe us, knock over old apple- women and + their baskets, run hither and thither, stand on guard beneath a window, make + a thousand suppositions. But, after all, it is a chase, a hunt; a hunt in Paris, + a hunt with all its chances, minus dogs and guns and the tally-ho! Nothing compares + with it but the life of gamblers. But it needs a heart big with love and vengeance + to ambush itself in Paris, like a tiger waiting to spring upon its prey, and + to enjoy the chances and contingencies of Paris, by adding one special interest + to the many that abound there. But for this we need a many-sided soul--for must + we not live in a thousand passions, a thousand sentiments? </p> +<p>Auguste de Maulincour flung himself into this ardent existence + passionately, for he felt all its pleasures and all its misery. He + went disguised about Paris, watching at the corners of the rue Pagevin + and the rue des Vieux-Augustins. He hurried like a hunter from the rue + de Menars to the rue Soly, and back from the rue Soly to the rue de + Menars, without obtaining either the vengeance or the knowledge which + would punish or reward such cares, such efforts, such wiles. But he + had not yet reached that impatience which wrings our very entrails and + makes us sweat; he roamed in hope, believing that Madame Jules would + only refrain for a few days from revisiting the place where she knew + she had been detected. He devoted the first days therefore, to a + careful study of the secrets of the street. A novice at such work, he + dared not question either the porter or the shoemaker of the house to + which Madame Jules had gone; but he managed to obtain a post of + observation in a house directly opposite to the mysterious apartment. + He studied the ground, trying to reconcile the conflicting demands of + prudence, impatience, love, and secrecy.</p> +<p>Early in the month of March, while busy with plans by which he expected to + strike a decisive blow, he left his post about four in the afternoon, after + one of those patient watches from which he had learned nothing. He was on his + way to his own house whither a matter relating to his military service called + him, when he was overtaken in the rue Coquilliere by one of those heavy showers + which instantly flood the gutters, while each drop of rain rings loudly in the + puddles of the roadway. A pedestrian under these circumstances is forced to + stop short and take refuge in a shop or cafe if he is rich enough to pay for + the forced hospitality, or, if in poorer circumstances, under a <i>porte-cochere</i>, + that haven of paupers or shabbily dressed persons. Why have none of our painters + ever attempted to reproduce the physiognomies of a swarm of Parisians, grouped, + under stress of weather, in the damp <i>porte-cochere</i> of a building? First, + there's the musing philosophical pedestrian, who observes with interest all + he sees,--whether it be the stripes made by the rain on the gray background + of the atmosphere (a species of chasing not unlike the capricious threads of + spun glass), or the whirl of white water which the wind is driving like a luminous + dust along the roofs, or the fitful disgorgements of the gutter-pipes, sparkling + and foaming; in short, the thousand nothings to be admired and studied with + delight by loungers, in spite of the porter's broom which pretends to be sweeping + out the gateway. Then there's the talkative refugee, who complains and converses + with the porter while he rests on his broom like a grenadier on his musket; + or the pauper wayfarer, curled against the wall indifferent to the condition + of his rags, long used, alas, to contact with the streets; or the learned pedestrian + who studies, spells, and reads the posters on the walls without finishing them; + or the smiling pedestrian who makes fun of others to whom some street fatality + has happened, who laughs at the muddy women, and makes grimaces at those of + either sex who are looking from the windows; and the silent being who gazes + from floor to floor; and the working-man, armed with a satchel or a paper bundle, + who is estimating the rain as a profit or loss; and the good-natured fugitive, + who arrives like a shot exclaiming, "Ah! what weather, messieurs, what + weather!" and bows to every one; and, finally, the true <i>bourgeois</i> + of Paris, with his unfailing umbrella, an expert in showers, who foresaw this + particular one, but would come out in spite of his wife; this one takes a seat + in the porter's chair. According to individual character, each member of this + fortuitous society contemplates the skies, and departs, skipping to avoid the + mud,--because he is in a hurry, or because he sees other citizens walking along + in spite of wind and slush, or because, the archway being damp and mortally + catarrhal, the bed's edge, as the proverb says, is better than the sheets. Each + one has his motive. No one is left but the prudent pedestrian, the man who, + before he sets forth, makes sure of a scrap of blue sky through the rifting + clouds.</p> +<p>Monsieur de Maulincour took refuge, as we have said, with a whole family of + fugitives, under the porch of an old house, the court-yard of which looked like + the flue of a chimney. The sides of its plastered, nitrified, and mouldy walls + were so covered with pipes and conduits from all the many floors of its four + elevations, that it might have been said to resemble at that moment the <i>cascatelles</i> + of Saint-Cloud. Water flowed everywhere; it boiled, it leaped, it murmured; + it was black, white, blue, and green; it shrieked, it bubbled under the broom + of the portress, a toothless old woman used to storms, who seemed to bless them + as she swept into the street a mass of scraps an intelligent inventory of which + would have revealed the lives and habits of every dweller in the house,--bits + of printed cottons, tea-leaves, artificial flower-petals faded and worthless, + vegetable parings, papers, scraps of metal. At every sweep of her broom the + old woman bared the soul of the gutter, that black fissure on which a porter's + mind is ever bent. The poor lover examined this scene, like a thousand others + which our heaving Paris presents daily; but he examined it mechanically, as + a man absorbed in thought, when, happening to look up, he found himself all + but nose to nose with a man who had just entered the gateway.</p> +<p>In appearance this man was a beggar, but not the Parisian beggar,-- + that creation without a name in human language; no, this man formed + another type, while presenting on the outside all the ideas suggested + by the word "beggar." He was not marked by those original Parisian + characteristics which strike us so forcibly in the paupers whom + Charlet was fond of representing, with his rare luck in observation,-- + coarse faces reeking of mud, hoarse voices, reddened and bulbous + noses, mouths devoid of teeth but menacing; humble yet terrible + beings, in whom a profound intelligence shining in their eyes seems + like a contradiction. Some of these bold vagabonds have blotched, + cracked, veiny skins; their foreheads are covered with wrinkles, their + hair scanty and dirty, like a wig thrown on a dust-heap. All are gay + in their degradation, and degraded in their joys; all are marked with + the stamp of debauchery, casting their silence as a reproach; their + very attitude revealing fearful thoughts. Placed between crime and + beggary they have no compunctions, and circle prudently around the + scaffold without mounting it, innocent in the midst of crime, and + vicious in their innocence. They often cause a laugh, but they always + cause reflection. One represents to you civilization stunted, + repressed; he comprehends everything, the honor of the galleys, + patriotism, virtue, the malice of a vulgar crime, or the fine + astuteness of elegant wickedness. Another is resigned, a perfect + mimer, but stupid. All have slight yearnings after order and work, but + they are pushed back into their mire by society, which makes no + inquiry as to what there may be of great men, poets, intrepid souls, + and splendid organizations among these vagrants, these gypsies of + Paris; a people eminently good and eminently evil--like all the masses + who suffer--accustomed to endure unspeakable woes, and whom a fatal + power holds ever down to the level of the mire. They all have a dream, + a hope, a happiness,--cards, lottery, or wine.</p> +<p>There was nothing of all this in the personage who now leaned + carelessly against the wall in front of Monsieur de Maulincour, like + some fantastic idea drawn by an artist on the back of a canvas the + front of which is turned to the wall. This tall, spare man, whose + leaden visage expressed some deep but chilling thought, dried up all + pity in the hearts of those who looked at him by the scowling look and + the sarcastic attitude which announced an intention of treating every + man as an equal. His face was of a dirty white, and his wrinkled + skull, denuded of hair, bore a vague resemblance to a block of + granite. A few gray locks on either side of his head fell straight to + the collar of his greasy coat, which was buttoned to the chin. He + resembled both Voltaire and Don Quixote; he was, apparently, scoffing + but melancholy, full of disdain and philosophy, but half-crazy. He + seemed to have no shirt. His beard was long. A rusty black cravat, + much worn and ragged, exposed a protuberant neck deeply furrowed, with + veins as thick as cords. A large brown circle like a bruise was + strongly marked beneath his eyes, He seemed to be at least sixty years + old. His hands were white and clean. His boots were trodden down at + the heels, and full of holes. A pair of blue trousers, mended in + various places, were covered with a species of fluff which made them + offensive to the eye. Whether it was that his damp clothes exhaled a + fetid odor, or that he had in his normal condition the "poor smell" + which belongs to Parisian tenements, just as offices, sacristies, and + hospitals have their own peculiar and rancid fetidness, of which no + words can give the least idea, or whether some other reason affected + them, those in the vicinity of this man immediately moved away and + left him alone. He cast upon them and also upon the officer a calm, + expressionless look, the celebrated look of Monsieur de Talleyrand, a + dull, wan glance, without warmth, a species of impenetrable veil, + beneath which a strong soul hides profound emotions and close + estimation of men and things and events. Not a fold of his face + quivered. His mouth and forehead were impassible; but his eyes moved + and lowered themselves with a noble, almost tragic slowness. There + was, in fact, a whole drama in the motion of those withered eyelids.</p> +<p>The aspect of this stoical figure gave rise in Monsieur de Maulincour + to one of those vagabond reveries which begin with a common question + and end by comprising a world of thought. The storm was past. Monsieur + de Maulincour presently saw no more of the man than the tail of his + coat as it brushed the gate-post, but as he turned to leave his own + place he noticed at his feet a letter which must have fallen from the + unknown beggar when he took, as the baron had seen him take, a + handkerchief from his pocket. The young man picked it up, and read, + involuntarily, the address: "To Monsieur Ferragusse, Rue des Grands- + Augustains, corner of rue Soly."</p> +<p>The letter bore no postmark, and the address prevented Monsieur de + Maulincour from following the beggar and returning it; for there are + few passions that will not fail in rectitude in the long run. The + baron had a presentiment of the opportunity afforded by this windfall. + He determined to keep the letter, which would give him the right to + enter the mysterious house to return it to the strange man, not + doubting that he lived there. Suspicions, vague as the first faint + gleams of daylight, made him fancy relations between this man and + Madame Jules. A jealous lover supposes everything; and it is by + supposing everything and selecting the most probable of their + conjectures that judges, spies, lovers, and observers get at the truth + they are looking for.</p> +<p>"Is the letter for him? Is it from Madame Jules?"</p> +<p>His restless imagination tossed a thousand such questions to him; but when + he read the first words of the letter he smiled. Here it is, textually, in all + the simplicity of its artless phrases and its miserable orthography,--a letter + to which it would be impossible to add anything, or to take anything away, unless + it were the letter itself. But we have yielded to the necessity of punctuating + it. In the original there were neither commas nor stops of any kind, not even + notes of exclamation,--a fact which tends to undervalue the system of notes + and dashes by which modern authors have endeavored to depict the great disasters + of all the passions:--</p> +<blockquote> + <p> Henry,--Among the manny sacrifisis I imposed upon myself for your sake was + that of not giving you anny news of me; but an iresistible voise now compells + me to let you know the wrong you have done me. I know beforehand that your + soul hardened in vise will not pitty me. Your heart is deaf to feeling. Is + it deaf to the cries of nature? But what matter? I must tell you to what a + dredful point you are gilty, and the horror of the position to which you have + brought me. Henry, you knew what I sufered from my first wrong-doing, and + yet you plunged me into the same misery, and then abbandoned me to my dispair + and sufering. Yes, I will say it, the belif I had that you loved me and esteemed + me gave me corage to bare my fate. But now, what have I left? Have you not + made me loose all that was dear to me, all that held me to life; parents, + frends, onor, reputation,--all, I have sacrifised all to you, and nothing + is left me but shame, oprobrum, and--I say this without blushing--poverty. + Nothing was wanting to my misfortunes but the sertainty of your contempt and + hatred; and now I have them I find the corage that my project requires. My + decision is made; the onor of my famly commands it. I must put an end to my + suferins. Make no remarks upon my conduct, Henry; it is orful, I know, but + my condition obliges me. Without help, without suport, without one frend to + comfort me, can I live? No. Fate has desided for me. So in two days, Henry, + two days, Ida will have seased to be worthy of your regard. Oh, Henry! oh, + my frend! for I can never change to you, promise me to forgive me for what + I am going to do. Do not forget that you have driven me to it; it is your + work, and you must judge it. May heven not punish you for all your crimes. + I ask your pardon on my knees, for I feel nothing is wanting to my misery + but the sorow of knowing you unhappy. In spite of the poverty I am in I shall + refuse all help from you. If you had loved me I would have taken all from + your friendship; but a benfit given by pitty <i>my soul refussis</i>. I + would be baser to take it than he who offered it. I have one favor to ask + of you. I don't know how long I must stay at Madame Meynardie's; be genrous + enough not to come there. Your last two vissits did me a harm I cannot get + ofer. I cannot enter into particlers about that conduct of yours. You hate + me,--you said so; that word is writen on my heart, and freeses it with fear. + Alas! it is now, when I need all my corage, all my strength, that my faculties + abandon me. Henry, my frend, before I put a barrier forever between us, give + me a last pruf of your esteem. Write me, answer me, say you respect me still, + though you have seased to love me. My eyes are worthy still to look into yours, + but I do not ask an interfew; I fear my weakness and my love. But for pitty's + sake write me a line at once; it will give me the corage I need to meet my + trubbles. Farewell, orther of all my woes, but the only frend my heart has + chosen and will never forget.</p> + <p>Ida.</p> +</blockquote> +<p> This life of a young girl, with its love betrayed, its fatal joys, its pangs, + its miseries, and its horrible resignation, summed up in a few words, this humble + poem, essentially Parisian, written on dirty paper, influenced for a passing + moment Monsieur de Maulincour. He asked himself whether this Ida might not be + some poor relation of Madame Jules, and that strange rendezvous, which he had + witnessed by chance, the mere necessity of a charitable effort. But could that + old pauper have seduced this Ida? There was something impossible in the very + idea. Wandering in this labyrinth of reflections, which crossed, recrossed, + and obliterated one another, the baron reached the rue Pagevin, and saw a hackney-coach + standing at the end of the rue des Vieux-Augustins where it enters the rue Montmartre. + All waiting hackney-coaches now had an interest for him.</p> +<p>"Can she be there?" he thought to himself, and his heart beat fast + with a hot and feverish throbbing.</p> +<p>He pushed the little door with the bell, but he lowered his head as he + did so, obeying a sense of shame, for a voice said to him secretly:--</p> +<p>"Why are you putting your foot into this mystery?"</p> +<p>He went up a few steps, and found himself face to face with the old + portress.</p> +<p>"Monsieur Ferragus?" he said.</p> +<p>"Don't know him."</p> +<p>"Doesn't Monsieur Ferragus live here?"</p> +<p>"Haven't such a name in the house."</p> +<p>"But, my good woman--"</p> +<p>"I'm not your good woman, monsieur, I'm the portress."</p> +<p>"But, madame," persisted the baron, "I have a letter for Monsieur + Ferragus."</p> +<p>"Ah! if monsieur has a letter," she said, changing her tone, "that's + another matter. Will you let me see it--that letter?"</p> +<p>Auguste showed the folded letter. The old woman shook her head with a + doubtful air, hesitated, seemed to wish to leave the lodge and inform + the mysterious Ferragus of his unexpected visitor, but finally said:--</p> +<p>"Very good; go up, monsieur. I suppose you know the way?"</p> +<p>Without replying to this remark, which he thought might be a trap, the + young officer ran lightly up the stairway, and rang loudly at the door + of the second floor. His lover's instinct told him, "She is there."</p> +<p>The beggar of the porch, Ferragus, the "orther" of Ida's woes, opened + the door himself. He appeared in a flowered dressing-gown, white + flannel trousers, his feet in embroidered slippers, and his face + washed clean of stains. Madame Jules, whose head projected beyond the + casing of the door in the next room, turned pale and dropped into a + chair.</p> +<p>"What is the matter, madame?" cried the officer, springing toward + her.</p> +<p>But Ferragus stretched forth an arm and flung the intruder back with + so sharp a thrust that Auguste fancied he had received a blow with an + iron bar full on his chest.</p> +<p>"Back! monsieur," said the man. "What do you want there? For + five or + six days you have been roaming about the neighborhood. Are you a spy?"</p> +<p>"Are you Monsieur Ferragus?" said the baron.</p> +<p>"No, monsieur."</p> +<p>"Nevertheless," continued Auguste, "it is to you that I must + return + this paper which you dropped in the gateway beneath which we both took + refuge from the rain."</p> +<p>While speaking and offering the letter to the man, Auguste did not + refrain from casting an eye around the room where Ferragus received + him. It was very well arranged, though simply. A fire burned on the + hearth; and near it was a table with food upon it, which was served + more sumptuously than agreed with the apparent conditions of the man + and the poorness of his lodging. On a sofa in the next room, which he + could see through the doorway, lay a heap of gold, and he heard a + sound which could be no other than that of a woman weeping.</p> +<p>"The paper belongs to me; I am much obliged to you," said the + mysterious man, turning away as if to make the baron understand that + he must go.</p> +<p>Too curious himself to take much note of the deep examination of which + he was himself the object, Auguste did not see the half-magnetic + glance with which this strange being seemed to pierce him; had he + encountered that basilisk eye he might have felt the danger that + encompassed him. Too passionately excited to think of himself, Auguste + bowed, went down the stairs, and returned home, striving to find a + meaning in the connection of these three persons,--Ida, Ferragus, and + Madame Jules; an occupation equivalent to that of trying to arrange + the many-cornered bits of a Chinese puzzle without possessing the key + to the game. But Madame Jules had seen him, Madame Jules went there, + Madame Jules had lied to him. Maulincour determined to go and see her + the next day. She could not refuse his visit, for he was now her + accomplice; he was hands and feet in the mysterious affair, and she + knew it. Already he felt himself a sultan, and thought of demanding + from Madame Jules, imperiously, all her secrets.</p> +<p>In those days Paris was seized with a building-fever. If Paris is a + monster, it is certainly a most mania-ridden monster. It becomes + enamored of a thousand fancies: sometimes it has a mania for building, + like a great seigneur who loves a trowel; soon it abandons the trowel + and becomes all military; it arrays itself from head to foot as a + national guard, and drills and smokes; suddenly, it abandons military + manoeuvres and flings away cigars; it is commercial, care-worn, falls + into bankruptcy, sells its furniture on the place de Chatelet, files + its schedule; but a few days later, lo! it has arranged its affairs + and is giving fetes and dances. One day it eats barley-sugar by the + mouthful, by the handful; yesterday it bought "papier Weymen"; to-day + the monster's teeth ache, and it applies to its walls an + alexipharmatic to mitigate their dampness; to-morrow it will lay in a + provision of pectoral paste. It has its manias for the month, for the + season, for the year, like its manias of a day.</p> +<p>So, at the moment of which we speak, all the world was building or + pulling down something,--people hardly knew what as yet. There were + very few streets in which high scaffoldings on long poles could not be + seen, fastened from floor to floor with transverse blocks inserted + into holes in the walls on which the planks were laid,--a frail + construction, shaken by the brick-layers, but held together by ropes, + white with plaster, and insecurely protected from the wheels of + carriages by the breastwork of planks which the law requires round all + such buildings. There is something maritime in these masts, and + ladders, and cordage, even in the shouts of the masons. About a dozen + yards from the hotel Maulincour, one of these ephemeral barriers was + erected before a house which was then being built of blocks of free- + stone. The day after the event we have just related, at the moment + when the Baron de Maulincour was passing this scaffolding in his + cabriolet on his way to see Madame Jules, a stone, two feet square, + which was being raised to the upper storey of this building, got loose + from the ropes and fell, crushing the baron's servant who was behind + the cabriolet. A cry of horror shook both the scaffold and the masons; + one of them, apparently unable to keep his grasp on a pole, was in + danger of death, and seemed to have been touched by the stone as it + passed him.</p> +<p>A crowd collected rapidly; the masons came down the ladders swearing + and insisting that Monsieur de Maulincour's cabriolet had been driven + against the boarding and so had shaken their crane. Two inches more + and the stone would have fallen on the baron's head. The groom was + dead, the carriage shattered. 'Twas an event for the whole + neighborhood, the newspapers told of it. Monsieur de Maulincour, + certain that he had not touched the boarding, complained; the case + went to court. Inquiry being made, it was shown that a small boy, + armed with a lath, had mounted guard and called to all foot-passengers + to keep away. The affair ended there. Monsieur de Maulincour obtained + no redress. He had lost his servant, and was confined to his bed for + some days, for the back of the carriage when shattered had bruised him + severely, and the nervous shock of the sudden surprise gave him a + fever. He did not, therefore, go to see Madame Jules.</p> +<p>Ten days after this event, he left the house for the first time, in + his repaired cabriolet, when, as he drove down the rue de Bourgogne + and was close to the sewer opposite to the Chamber of Deputies, the + axle-tree broke in two, and the baron was driving so rapidly that the + breakage would have caused the two wheels to come together with force + enough to break his head, had it not been for the resistance of the + leather hood. Nevertheless, he was badly wounded in the side. For the + second time in ten days he was carried home in a fainting condition to + his terrified grandmother. This second accident gave him a feeling of + distrust; he thought, though vaguely, of Ferragus and Madame Jules. To + throw light on these suspicions he had the broken axle brought to his + room and sent for his carriage-maker. The man examined the axle and + the fracture, and proved two things: First, the axle was not made in + his workshop; he furnished none that did not bear the initials of his + name on the iron. But he could not explain by what means this axle had + been substituted for the other. Secondly, the breakage of the + suspicious axle was caused by a hollow space having been blown in it + and a straw very cleverly inserted.</p> +<p>"Eh! Monsieur le baron, whoever did that was malicious!" he said; + "any + one would swear, to look at it, that the axle was sound."</p> +<p>Monsieur de Maulincour begged the carriage-maker to say nothing of the + affair; but he felt himself warned. These two attempts at murder were + planned with an ability which denoted the enmity of intelligent minds.</p> +<p>"It is war to the death," he said to himself, as he tossed in his + bed, + --"a war of savages, skulking in ambush, of trickery and treachery, + declared in the name of Madame Jules. What sort of man is this to whom + she belongs? What species of power does this Ferragus wield?"</p> +<p>Monsieur de Maulincour, though a soldier and brave man, could not + repress a shudder. In the midst of many thoughts that now assailed + him, there was one against which he felt he had neither defence nor + courage: might not poison be employed ere long by his secret enemies? + Under the influence of fears, which his momentary weakness and fever + and low diet increased, he sent for an old woman long attached to the + service of his grandmother, whose affection for himself was one of + those semi-maternal sentiments which are the sublime of the + commonplace. Without confiding in her wholly, he charged her to buy + secretly and daily, in different localities, the food he needed; + telling her to keep it under lock and key and bring it to him herself, + not allowing any one, no matter who, to approach her while preparing + it. He took the most minute precautions to protect himself against + that form of death. He was ill in his bed and alone, and he had + therefore the leisure to think of his own security,--the one necessity + clear-sighted enough to enable human egotism to forget nothing!</p> +<p>But the unfortunate man had poisoned his own life by this dread, and, + in spite of himself, suspicion dyed all his hours with its gloomy + tints. These two lessons of attempted assassination did teach him, + however, the value of one of the virtues most necessary to a public + man; he saw the wise dissimulation that must be practised in dealing + with the great interests of life. To be silent about our own secret is + nothing; but to be silent from the start, to forget a fact as Ali + Pacha did for thirty years in order to be sure of a vengeance waited + for for thirty years, is a fine study in a land where there are few + men who can keep their own counsel for thirty days. Monsieur de + Maulincour literally lived only through Madame Jules. He was + perpetually absorbed in a sober examination into the means he ought to + employ to triumph in this mysterious struggle with these mysterious + persons. His secret passion for that woman grew by reason of all these + obstacles. Madame Jules was ever there, erect, in the midst of his + thoughts, in the centre of his heart, more seductive by her presumable + vices than by the positive virtues for which he had made her his idol.</p> +<p>At last, anxious to reconnoitre the position of the enemy, he thought + he might without danger initiate the vidame into the secrets of his + situation. The old commander loved Auguste as a father loves his + wife's children; he was shrewd, dexterous, and very diplomatic. He + listened to the baron, shook his head, and they both held counsel. The + worthy vidame did not share his young friend's confidence when Auguste + declared that in the time in which they now lived, the police and the + government were able to lay bare all mysteries, and that if it were + absolutely necessary to have recourse to those powers, he should find + them most powerful auxiliaries.</p> +<p>The old man replied, gravely: "The police, my dear boy, is the most + incompetent thing on this earth, and government the feeblest in all + matters concerning individuals. Neither the police nor the government + can read hearts. What we might reasonably ask of them is to search for + the causes of an act. But the police and the government are both + eminently unfitted for that; they lack, essentially, the personal + interest which reveals all to him who wants to know all. No human + power can prevent an assassin or a poisoner from reaching the heart of + a prince or the stomach of an honest man. Passions are the best + police."</p> +<p>The vidame strongly advised the baron to go to Italy, and from Italy + to Greece, from Greece to Syria, from Syria to Asia, and not to return + until his secret enemies were convinced of his repentance, and would + so make tacit peace with him. But if he did not take that course, then + the vidame advised him to stay in the house, and even in his own room, + where he would be safe from the attempts of this man Ferragus, and not + to leave it until he could be certain of crushing him.</p> +<p>"We should never touch an enemy until we can be sure of taking his + head off," he said, gravely.</p> +<p>The old man, however, promised his favorite to employ all the + astuteness with which Heaven had provided him (without compromising + any one) in reconnoitring the enemy's ground, and laying his plans for + future victory. The Commander had in his service a retired Figaro, the + wiliest monkey that ever walked in human form; in earlier days as + clever as a devil, working his body like a galley-slave, alert as a + thief, sly as a woman, but now fallen into the decadence of genius for + want of practice since the new constitution of Parisian society, which + has reformed even the valets of comedy. This Scapin emeritus was + attached to his master as to a superior being; but the shrewd old + vidame added a good round sum yearly to the wages of his former + provost of gallantry, which strengthened the ties of natural affection + by the bonds of self-interest, and obtained for the old gentleman as + much care as the most loving mistress could bestow on a sick friend. + It was this pearl of the old-fashioned comedy-valets, relic of the + last century, auxiliary incorruptible from lack of passions to + satisfy, on whom the old vidame and Monsieur de Maulincour now relied.</p> +<p>"Monsieur le baron will spoil all," said the great man in livery, + when + called into counsel. "Monsieur should eat, drink, and sleep in peace. + I take the whole matter upon myself."</p> +<p>Accordingly, eight days after the conference, when Monsieur de + Maulincour, perfectly restored to health, was breakfasting with his + grandmother and the vidame, Justin entered to make his report. As soon + as the dowager had returned to her own apartments he said, with that + mock modesty which men of talent are so apt to affect:--</p> +<p>"Ferragus is not the name of the enemy who is pursuing Monsieur le + baron. This man--this devil, rather--is called Gratien, Henri, Victor, + Jean-Joseph Bourignard. The Sieur Gratien Bourignard is a former ship- + builder, once very rich, and, above all, one of the handsomest men of + his day in Paris,--a Lovelace, capable of seducing Grandison. My + information stops short there. He has been a simple workman; and the + Companions of the Order of the Devorants did, at one time, elect him + as their chief, under the title of Ferragus XXIII. The police ought to + know that, if the police were instituted to know anything. The man has + moved from the rue des Vieux-Augustins, and now roosts rue Joquelet, + where Madame Jules Desmarets goes frequently to see him; sometimes her + husband, on his way to the Bourse, drives her as far as the rue + Vivienne, or she drives her husband to the Bourse. Monsieur le vidame + knows about these things too well to want me to tell him if it is the + husband who takes the wife, or the wife who takes the husband; but + Madame Jules is so pretty, I'd bet on her. All that I have told you is + positive. Bourignard often plays at number 129. Saving your presence, + monsieur, he's a rogue who loves women, and he has his little ways + like a man of condition. As for the rest, he wins sometimes, disguises + himself like an actor, paints his face to look like anything he + chooses, and lives, I may say, the most original life in the world. I + don't doubt he has a good many lodgings, for most of the time he + manages to evade what Monsieur le vidame calls "parliamentary + investigations." If monsieur wishes, he could be disposed of + honorably, seeing what his habits are. It is always easy to get rid of + a man who loves women. However, this capitalist talks about moving + again. Have Monsieur le vidame and Monsieur le baron any other + commands to give me?"</p> +<p>"Justin, I am satisfied with you; don't go any farther in the matter + without my orders, but keep a close watch here, so that Monsieur le + baron may have nothing to fear."</p> +<p>"My dear boy," continued the vidame, when they were alone, "go + back to + your old life, and forget Madame Jules."</p> +<p>"No, no," said Auguste; "I will never yield to Gratien Bourignard. + I + will have him bound hand and foot, and Madame Jules also."</p> +<p>That evening the Baron Auguste de Maulincour, recently promoted to + higher rank in the company of the Body-Guard of the king, went to a + ball given by Madame la Duchesse de Berry at the Elysee-Bourbon. + There, certainly, no danger could lurk for him; and yet, before he + left the palace, he had an affair of honor on his hands,--an affair it + was impossible to settle except by a duel.</p> +<p>His adversary, the Marquis de Ronquerolles, considered that he had + strong reasons to complain of Monsieur de Maulincour, who had given + some ground for it during his former intimacy with Monsieur de + Ronquerolles' sister, the Comtesse de Serizy. That lady, the one who + detested German sentimentality, was all the more exacting in the + matter of prudery. By one of those inexplicable fatalities, Auguste + now uttered a harmless jest which Madame de Serizy took amiss, and her + brother resented it. The discussion took place in the corner of a + room, in a low voice. In good society, adversaries never raise their + voices. The next day the faubourg Saint-Germain and the Chateau talked + over the affair. Madame de Serizy was warmly defended, and all the + blame was laid on Maulincour. August personages interfered. Seconds of + the highest distinction were imposed on Messieurs de Maulincour and de + Ronquerolles and every precaution was taken on the ground that no one + should be killed.</p> +<p>When Auguste found himself face to face with his antagonist, a man of + pleasure, to whom no one could possibly deny sentiments of the highest + honor, he felt it was impossible to believe him the instrument of + Ferragus, chief of the Devorants; and yet he was compelled, as it + were, by an inexplicable presentiment, to question the marquis.</p> +<p>"Messieurs," he said to the seconds, "I certainly do not refuse + to + meet the fire of Monsieur de Ronquerolles; but before doing so, I here + declare that I was to blame, and I offer him whatever excuses he may + desire, and publicly if he wishes it; because when the matter concerns + a woman, nothing, I think, can degrade a man of honor. I therefore + appeal to his generosity and good sense; is there not something rather + silly in fighting without a cause?"</p> +<p>Monsieur de Ronquerolles would not allow of this way of ending the + affair, and then the baron, his suspicions revived, walked up to him.</p> +<p>"Well, then! Monsieur le marquis," he said, "pledge me, in presence + of + these gentlemen, your word as a gentleman that you have no other + reason for vengeance than that you have chosen to put forward."</p> +<p>"Monsieur, that is a question you have no right to ask."</p> +<p>So saying, Monsieur de Ronquerolles took his place. It was agreed, in + advance, that the adversaries were to be satisfied with one exchange + of shots. Monsieur de Ronquerolles, in spite of the great distance + determined by the seconds, which seemed to make the death of either + party problematical, if not impossible, brought down the baron. The + ball went through the latter's body just below the heart, but + fortunately without doing vital injury.</p> +<p>"You aimed too well, monsieur," said the baron, "to be avenging + only a + paltry quarrel."</p> +<p>And he fainted. Monsieur de Ronquerolles, who believed him to be a + dead man, smiled sardonically as he heard those words.</p> +<p>After a fortnight, during which time the dowager and the vidame gave + him those cares of old age the secret of which is in the hands of long + experience only, the baron began to return to life. But one morning + his grandmother dealt him a crushing blow, by revealing anxieties to + which, in her last days, she was now subjected. She showed him a + letter signed F, in which the history of her grandson's secret + espionage was recounted step by step. The letter accused Monsieur de + Maulincour of actions that were unworthy of a man of honor. He had, it + said, placed an old woman at the stand of hackney-coaches in the rue + de Menars; an old spy, who pretended to sell water from her cask to + the coachmen, but who was really there to watch the actions of Madame + Jules Desmarets. He had spied upon the daily life of a most + inoffensive man, in order to detect his secrets,--secrets on which + depended the lives of three persons. He had brought upon himself a + relentless struggle, in which, although he had escaped with life three + times, he must inevitably succumb, because his death had been sworn + and would be compassed if all human means were employed upon it. + Monsieur de Maulincour could no longer escape his fate by even + promising to respect the mysterious life of these three persons, + because it was impossible to believe the word of a gentleman who had + fallen to the level of a police-spy; and for what reason? Merely to + trouble the respectable life of an innocent woman and a harmless old + man.</p> +<p>The letter itself was nothing to Auguste in comparison to the tender + reproaches of his grandmother. To lack respect to a woman! to spy upon + her actions without a right to do so! Ought a man ever to spy upon a + woman whom he loved?--in short, she poured out a torrent of those + excellent reasons which prove nothing; and they put the young baron, + for the first time in his life, into one of those great human furies + in which are born, and from which issue the most vital actions of a + man's life.</p> +<p>"Since it is war to the knife," he said in conclusion, "I shall + kill + my enemy by any means that I can lay hold of."</p> +<p>The vidame went immediately, at Auguste's request, to the chief of the + private police of Paris, and without bringing Madame Jules' name or + person into the narrative, although they were really the gist of it, + he made the official aware of the fears of the family of Maulincour + about this mysterious person who was bold enough to swear the death of + an officer of the Guards, in defiance of the law and the police. The + chief pushed up his green spectacles in amazement, blew his nose + several times, and offered snuff to the vidame, who, to save his + dignity, pretended not to use tobacco, although his own nose was + discolored with it. Then the chief took notes and promised, Vidocq and + his spies aiding, to send in a report within a few days to the + Maulincour family, assuring them meantime that there were no secrets + for the police of Paris.</p> +<p>A few days after this the police official called to see the vidame at + the Hotel de Maulincour, where he found the young baron quite + recovered from his last wound. He gave them in bureaucratic style his + thanks for the indications they had afforded him, and told them that + Bourignard was a convict, condemned to twenty years' hard labor, who + had miraculously escaped from a gang which was being transported from + Bicetre to Toulon. For thirteen years the police had been endeavoring + to recapture him, knowing that he had boldly returned to Paris; but so + far this convict had escaped the most active search, although he was + known to be mixed up in many nefarious deeds. However, the man, whose + life was full of very curious incidents, would certainly be captured + now in one or other of his several domiciles and delivered up to + justice. The bureaucrat ended his report by saying to Monsieur de + Maulincour that if he attached enough importance to the matter to wish + to witness the capture of Bourignard, he might come the next day at + eight in the morning to a house in the rue Sainte-Foi, of which he + gave him the number. Monsieur de Maulincour excused himself from going + personally in search of certainty,--trusting, with the sacred respect + inspired by the police of Paris, in the capability of the authorities.</p> +<p>Three days later, hearing nothing, and seeing nothing in the + newspapers about the projected arrest, which was certainly of enough + importance to have furnished an article, Monsieur de Maulincour was + beginning to feel anxieties which were presently allayed by the + following letter:--</p> +<p> Monsieur le Baron,--I have the honor to announce to you that you + need have no further uneasiness touching the affair in question. + The man named Gratien Bourignard, otherwise called Ferragus, died + yesterday, at his lodgings, rue Joquelet No. 7. The suspicions we + naturally conceived as to the identity of the dead body have been + completely set at rest by the facts. The physician of the + Prefecture of police was despatched by us to assist the physician + of the arrondissement, and the chief of the detective police made + all the necessary verifications to obtain absolute certainty. + Moreover, the character of the persons who signed the certificate + of death, and the affidavits of those who took care of the said + Bourignard in his last illness, among others that of the worthy + vicar of the church of the Bonne-Nouvelle (to whom he made his + last confession, for he died a Christian), do not permit us to + entertain any sort of doubt.</p> +<p>Accept, Monsieur le baron, etc., etc.</p> +<p> + Monsieur de Maulincour, the dowager, and the vidame breathed again + with joy unspeakable. The good old woman kissed her grandson leaving a + tear upon his cheek, and went away to thank God in prayer. The dear + soul, who was making a novena for Auguste's safety, believed her + prayers were answered.</p> +<p>"Well," said the vidame, "now you had better show yourself at + the ball you were speaking of. I oppose no further objections."</p> +<p> </p> +<h2 align="center"></h2> +<h2 align="center">CHAPTER III</h2> +<h3 align="center">THE WIFE ACCUSED</h3> +<p>Monsieur de Maulincour was all the more anxious to go to this ball because + he knew that Madame Jules would be present. The fete was given by the Prefect + of the Seine, in whose salons the two social worlds of Paris met as on neutral + ground. Auguste passed through the rooms without finding the woman who now exercised + so mighty an influence on his fate. He entered an empty boudoir where card-tables + were placed awaiting players; and sitting down on a divan he gave himself up + to the most contradictory thoughts about her. A man presently took the young + officer by the arm, and looking up the baron was stupefied to behold the pauper + of the rue Coquilliere, the Ferragus of Ida, the lodger in the rue Soly, the + Bourignard of Justin, the convict of the police, and the dead man of the day + before.</p> +<p>"Monsieur, not a sound, not a word," said Bourignard, whose voice + he recognized. The man was elegantly dressed; he wore the order of the Golden-Fleece, + and a medal on his coat. "Monsieur," he continued, and his voice was + sibilant like that of a hyena, "you increase my efforts against you by + having recourse to the police. You will perish, monsieur; it has now become + necessary. Do you love Madame Jules? Are you beloved by her? By what right do + you trouble her peaceful life, and blacken her virtue?"</p> +<p> Some one entered the card-room. Ferragus rose to go.</p> +<p> "Do you know this man?" asked Monsieur de Maulincour of the new-comer, + seizing Ferragus by the collar. But Ferragus quickly disengaged himself, took + Monsieur de Maulincour by the hair, and shook his head rapidly.</p> +<p> "Must you have lead in it to make it steady?" he said.</p> +<p> "I do not know him personally," replied Henri de Marsay, the spectator + of this scene, "but I know that he is Monsieur de Funcal, a rich Portuguese."</p> +<p> Monsieur de Funcal had disappeared. The baron followed but without being able + to overtake him until he reached the peristyle, where he saw Ferragus, who looked + at him with a jeering laugh from a brilliant equipage which was driven away + at high speed.</p> +<p> "Monsieur," said Auguste, re-entering the salon and addressing de + Marsay, whom he knew, "I entreat you to tell me where Monsieur de Funcal + lives."</p> +<p> "I do not know; but some one here can no doubt tell you."</p> +<p> The baron, having questioned the prefect, ascertained that the Comte de Funcal + lived at the Portuguese embassy. At this moment, while he still felt the icy + fingers of that strange man in his hair, he saw Madame Jules in all her dazzling + beauty, fresh, gracious, artless, resplendent with the sanctity of womanhood + which had won his love.<br> + This creature, now infernal to him, excited no emotion in his soul but that + of hatred; and this hatred shone in a savage, terrible look from his eyes. He + watched for a moment when he could speak to her unheard, and then he said:--</p> +<p> "Madame, your <i>bravi</i> have missed me three times."</p> +<p> "What do you mean, monsieur?" she said, flushing. "I know that + you have had several unfortunate accidents lately, which I have greatly regretted; + but how could I have had anything to do with them?"</p> +<p> "You knew that <i>bravi</i> were employed against me by that man of + the rue Soly?"</p> +<p> "Monsieur!"</p> +<p> "Madame, I now call you to account, not for my happiness only, but for + my blood--"</p> +<p> At this instant Jules Desmarets approached them.</p> +<p> "What are you saying to my wife, monsieur?"</p> +<p> "Make that inquiry at my own house, monsieur, if you are curious,"<br> + said Maulincour, moving away, and leaving Madame Jules in an almost fainting + condition.</p> +<p> There are few women who have not found themselves, once at least in their + lives, <i>a propos</i> of some undeniable fact, confronted with a direct, + sharp, uncompromising question,--one of those questions pitilessly asked by + husbands, the mere apprehension of which gives a chill, while the actual words + enter the heart like the blade of a dagger. It is from such crises that the + maxim has come, "All women lie." Falsehood, kindly falsehood, venial + falsehood, sublime falsehood, horrible falsehood,--but always the necessity + to lie. This necessity admitted, ought they not to know how to lie well? French + women do it admirably. Our manners and customs teach them deception!<br> + Besides, women are so naively saucy, so pretty, graceful, and withal so true + in lying,--they recognize so fully the utility of doing so in order to avoid + in social life the violent shocks which happiness might not resist,--that lying + is seen to be as necessary to their lives as the cotton-wool in which they put + away their jewels. Falsehood becomes to them the foundation of speech; truth + is exceptional; they tell it, if they are virtuous, by caprice or by calculation. + According to individual character, some women laugh when they lie; others weep; + others are grave; some grow angry. After beginning life by feigning indifference + to the homage that deeply flatters them, they often end by lying to themselves. + Who has not admired their apparent superiority to everything at the very moment + when they are trembling for the secret treasures of their love? Who has never + studied their ease, their readiness, their freedom of mind in the greatest embarrassments + of life? In them, nothing is put on. Deception comes as the snow from heaven. + And then, with what art they discover the truth in others!<br> + With what shrewdness they employ a direct logic in answer to some passionate + question which has revealed to them the secret of the heart of a man who was + guileless enough to proceed by questioning! To question a woman! why, that is + delivering one's self up to her; does she not learn in that way all that we + seek to hide from her? Does she not know also how to be dumb, through speaking? + What men are daring enough to struggle with the Parisian woman?--a woman who + knows how to hold herself above all dagger thrusts, saying: "You are very + inquisitive; what is it to you? Why do you wish to know? Ah! you are jealous! + And suppose I do not choose to answer you?"--in short, a woman who possesses + the hundred and thirty-seven methods of saying <i>No</i>, and incommensurable + variations of the word <i>Yes</i>. Is not a treatise on the words <i>yes</i> + and <i>no</i>, a fine diplomatic, philosophic, logographic, and moral work, + still waiting to be written? But to accomplish this work, which we may also + call diabolic, isn't an androgynous genius necessary? For that reason, probably, + it will never be attempted. And besides, of all unpublished works isn't it the + best known and the best practised among women? Have you studied the behavior, + the pose, the <i>disinvoltura</i> of a falsehood? Examine it.</p> +<p> Madame Desmarets was seated in the right-hand corner of her carriage, her + husband in the left. Having forced herself to recover from her emotion in the + ballroom, she now affected a calm demeanor. Her husband had then said nothing + to her, and he still said nothing. Jules looked out of the carriage window at + the black walls of the silent houses before which they passed; but suddenly, + as if driven by a determining thought, when turning the corner of a street he + examined his wife, who appeared to be cold in spite of the fur-lined pelisse + in which she was wrapped. He thought she seemed pensive, and perhaps she really + was so.<br> + Of all communicable things, reflection and gravity are the most contagious.</p> +<p> "What could Monsieur de Maulincour have said to affect you so keenly?"<br> + said Jules; "and why does he wish me to go to his house and find out?"</p> +<p> "He can tell you nothing in his house that I cannot tell you here,"<br> + she replied.</p> +<p> Then, with that feminine craft which always slightly degrades virtue, Madame + Jules waited for another question. Her husband turned his face back to the houses, + and continued his study of their walls. Another question would imply suspicion, + distrust. To suspect a woman is a crime in love. Jules had already killed a + man for doubting his wife.<br> + Clemence did not know all there was of true passion, of loyal reflection, in + her husband's silence; just as Jules was ignorant of the generous drama that + was wringing the heart of his Clemence.</p> +<p> The carriage rolled on through a silent Paris, bearing the couple,-- two lovers + who adored each other, and who, gently leaning on the same silken cushion, were + being parted by an abyss. In these elegant coupes returning from a ball between + midnight and two in the morning, how many curious and singular scenes must pass,--meaning + those coupes with lanterns, which light both the street and the carriage, those + with their windows unshaded; in short, legitimate coupes, in which couples can + quarrel without caring for the eyes of pedestrians, because the civil code gives + a right to provoke, or beat, or kiss, a wife in a carriage or elsewhere, anywhere, + everywhere! How many secrets must be revealed in this way to nocturnal pedestrians,--to + those young fellows who have gone to a ball in a carriage, but are obliged, + for whatever cause it may be, to return on foot. It was the first time that + Jules and Clemence had been together thus,--each in a corner; usually the husband + pressed close to his wife.</p> +<p> "It is very cold," remarked Madame Jules.</p> +<p> But her husband did not hear her; he was studying the signs above the shop + windows.</p> +<p> "Clemence," he said at last, "forgive me the question I am + about to ask you."</p> +<p> He came closer, took her by the waist, and drew her to him.</p> +<p> "My God, it is coming!" thought the poor woman. "Well," + she said aloud, anticipating the question, "you want to know what Monsieur + de Maulincour said to me. I will tell you, Jules; but not without fear.<br> + Good God! how is it possible that you and I should have secrets from one another? + For the last few moments I have seen you struggling between a conviction of + our love and vague fears. But that conviction is clear within us, is it not? + And these doubts and fears, do they not seem to you dark and unnatural? Why + not stay in that clear light of love you cannot doubt? When I have told you + all, you will still desire to know more; and yet I myself do not know what the + extraordinary words of that man meant. What I fear is that this may lead to + some fatal affair between you. I would rather that we both forget this unpleasant + moment. But, in any case, swear to me that you will let this singular adventure + explain itself naturally. Here are the facts.<br> + Monsieur de Maulincour declared to me that the three accidents you have heard + mentioned--the falling of a stone on his servant, the breaking down of his cabriolet, + and his duel about Madame de Serizy-- were the result of some plot I had laid + against him. He also threatened to reveal to you the cause of my desire to destroy + him. Can you imagine what all this means? My emotion came from the sight of + his face convulsed with madness, his haggard eyes, and also his words, broken + by some violent inward emotion. I thought him mad. That is all that took place. + Now, I should be less than a woman if I had not perceived that for over a year + I have become, as they call it, the passion of Monsieur de Maulincour. He has + never seen me except at a ball; and our intercourse has been most insignificant,--merely + that which every one shares at a ball. Perhaps he wants to disunite us, so that + he may find me at some future time alone and unprotected. There, see! already + you are frowning! Oh, how cordially I hate society! We were so happy without + him; why take any notice of him? Jules, I entreat you, forget all this! To-morrow + we shall, no doubt, hear that Monsieur de Maulincour has gone mad."</p> +<p> "What a singular affair!" thought Jules, as the carriage stopped + under the peristyle of their house. He gave his arm to his wife and together + they went up to their apartments.</p> +<p> To develop this history in all its truth of detail, and to follow its course + through many windings, it is necessary here to divulge some of love's secrets, + to glide beneath the ceilings of a marriage chamber, not shamelessly, but like + Trilby, frightening neither Dougal nor Jeannie, alarming no one,--being as chaste + as our noble French language requires, and as bold as the pencil of Gerard in + his picture of Daphnis and Chloe.</p> +<p> The bedroom of Madame Jules was a sacred plot. Herself, her husband, and her + maid alone entered it. Opulence has glorious privileges, and the most enviable + are those which enable the development of sentiments to their fullest extent,--fertilizing + them by the accomplishment of even their caprices, and surrounding them with + a brilliancy that enlarges them, with refinements that purify them, with a thousand + delicacies that make them still more alluring. If you hate dinners on the grass, + and meals ill-served, if you feel a pleasure in seeing a damask cloth that is + dazzlingly white, a silver-gilt dinner service, and porcelain of exquisite purity, + lighted by transparent candles, where miracles of cookery are served under silver + covers bearing coats of arms, you must, to be consistent, leave the garrets + at the tops of the houses, and the grisettes in the streets, abandon garrets, + grisettes, umbrellas, and overshoes to men who pay for their dinners with tickets; + and you must also comprehend Love to be a principle which develops in all its + grace only on Savonnerie carpets, beneath the opal gleams of an alabaster lamp, + between guarded walls silk-hung, before gilded hearths in chambers deadened + to all outward sounds by shutters and billowy curtains. Mirrors must be there + to show the play of form and repeat the woman we would multiply as love itself + multiplies and magnifies her; next low divans, and a bed which, like a secret, + is divined, not shown. In this coquettish chamber are fur- lined slippers for + pretty feet, wax-candles under glass with muslin draperies, by which to read + at all hours of the night, and flowers, not those oppressive to the head, and + linen, the fineness of which might have satisfied Anne of Austria.</p> +<p> Madame Jules had realized this charming programme, but that was nothing. All + women of taste can do as much, though there is always in the arrangement of + these details a stamp of personality which gives to this decoration or that + detail a character that cannot be imitated.<br> + To-day, more than ever, reigns the fanaticism of individuality. The more our + laws tend to an impossible equality, the more we shall get away from it in our + manners and customs. Thus, rich people are beginning, in France, to become more + exclusive in their tastes and their belongings, than they have been for the + last thirty years.<br> + Madame Jules knew very well how to carry out this programme; and everything + about her was arranged in harmony with a luxury that suits so well with love. + Love in a cottage, or "Fifteen hundred francs and my Sophy," is the + dream of starvelings to whom black bread suffices in their present state; but + when love really comes, they grow fastidious and end by craving the luxuries + of gastronomy. Love holds toil and poverty in horror. It would rather die than + merely live on from hand to mouth.</p> +<p> Many women, returning from a ball, impatient for their beds, throw off their + gowns, their faded flowers, their bouquets, the fragrance of which has now departed. + They leave their little shoes beneath a chair, the white strings trailing; they + take out their combs and let their hair roll down as it will. Little they care + if their husbands see the puffs, the hairpins, the artful props which supported + the elegant edifices of the hair, and the garlands or the jewels that adorned + it.<br> + No more mysteries! all is over for the husband; no more painting or decoration + for him. The corset--half the time it is a corset of a reparative kind--lies + where it is thrown, if the maid is too sleepy to take it away with her. The + whalebone bustle, the oiled-silk protections round the sleeves, the pads, the + hair bought from a coiffeur, all the false woman is there, scattered about in + open sight.<br> + <i>Disjecta membra poetae</i>, the artificial poesy, so much admired by those + for whom it is conceived and elaborated, the fragments of a pretty woman, litter + every corner of the room. To the love of a yawning husband, the actual presents + herself, also yawning, in a dishabille without elegance, and a tumbled night-cap, + that of last night and that of to-morrow night also,--"For really, monsieur, + if you want a pretty cap to rumple every night, increase my pin-money."</p> +<p> There's life as it is! A woman makes herself old and unpleasing to her husband; + but dainty and elegant and adorned for others, for the rival of all husbands,--for + that world which calumniates and tears to shreds her sex.</p> +<p> Inspired by true love, for Love has, like other creations, its instinct of + preservation, Madame Jules did very differently; she found in the constant blessing + of her love the necessary impulse to fulfil all those minute personal cares + which ought never to be relaxed, because they perpetuate love. Besides, such + personal cares and duties proceed from a personal dignity which becomes all + women, and are among the sweetest of flatteries, for is it not respecting in + themselves the man they love?</p> +<p> So Madame Jules denied to her husband all access to her dressing-room, where + she left the accessories of her toilet, and whence she issued mysteriously adorned + for the mysterious fetes of her heart. Entering their chamber, which was always + graceful and elegant, Jules found a woman coquettishly wrapped in a charming + <i>peignoir</i>, her hair simply wound in heavy coils around her head; a woman + always more simple, more beautiful there than she was before the world; a woman + just refreshed in water, whose only artifice consisted in being whiter than + her muslins, sweeter than all perfumes, more seductive than any siren, always + loving and therefore always loved. This admirable understanding of a wife's + business was the secret of Josephine's charm for Napoleon, as in former times + it was that of Caesonia for Caius Caligula, of Diane de Poitiers for Henri II. + If it was largely productive to women of seven or eight lustres what a weapon + is it in the hands of young women! A husband gathers with delight the rewards + of his fidelity.</p> +<p> Returning home after the conversation which had chilled her with fear, and + still gave her the keenest anxiety, Madame Jules took particular pains with + her toilet for the night. She wanted to make herself, and she did make herself + enchanting. She belted the cambric of her dressing-gown round her waist, defining + the lines of her bust; she allowed her hair to fall upon her beautifully modelled + shoulders. A perfumed bath had given her a delightful fragrance, and her little + bare feet were in velvet slippers. Strong in a sense of her advantages she came + in stepping softly, and put her hands over her husband's eyes. She thought him + pensive; he was standing in his dressing-gown before the fire, his elbow on + the mantel and one foot on the fender.<br> + She said in his ear, warming it with her breath, and nibbling the tip of it + with her teeth:--</p> +<p> "What are you thinking about, monsieur?"</p> +<p> Then she pressed him in her arms as if to tear him away from all evil thoughts. + The woman who loves has a full knowledge of her power; the more virtuous she + is, the more effectual her coquetry.</p> +<p> "About you," he answered.</p> +<p> "Only about me?"</p> +<p> "Yes."</p> +<p> "Ah! that's a very doubtful 'yes.'"</p> +<p> They went to bed. As she fell asleep, Madame Jules said to herself:--</p> +<p> "Monsieur de Maulincour will certainly cause some evil. Jules' mind is + preoccupied, disturbed; he is nursing thoughts he does not tell me."</p> +<p> It was three in the morning when Madame Jules was awakened by a presentiment + which struck her heart as she slept. She had a sense both physical and moral + of her husband's absence. She did not feel the arm Jules passed beneath her + head,--that arm in which she had slept, peacefully and happy, for five years; + an arm she had never wearied. A voice said to her, "Jules suffers, Jules + is weeping." She raised her head, and then sat up; felt that her husband's + place was cold, and saw him sitting before the fire, his feet on the fender, + his head resting against the back of an arm-chair. Tears were on his cheeks. + The poor woman threw herself hastily from her bed and sprang at a bound to her + husband's knees.</p> +<p> "Jules! what is it? Are you ill? Speak, tell me! Speak to me, if you + love me!" and she poured out a hundred words expressing the deepest tenderness.</p> +<p> Jules knelt at her feet, kissed her hands and knees, and answered with fresh + tears:--</p> +<p> "Dear Clemence, I am most unhappy! It is not loving to distrust the one + we love. I adore you and suspect you. The words that man said to me to-night + have struck to my heart; they stay there in spite of myself, and confound me. + There is some mystery here. In short, and I blush to say it, your explanations + do not satisfy me. My reason casts gleams into my soul which my love rejects. + It is an awful combat.<br> + Could I stay there, holding your head, and suspecting thoughts within it to + me unknown? Oh! I believe in you, I believe in you!" he cried, seeing her + smile sadly and open her mouth as if to speak. "Say nothing; do not reproach + me. Besides, could you say anything I have not said myself for the last three + hours? Yes, for three hours, I have been here, watching you as you slept, so + beautiful! admiring that pure, peaceful brow. Yes, yes! you have always told + me your thoughts, have you not? I alone am in that soul. While I look at you, + while my eyes can plunge into yours I see all plainly. Your life is as pure + as your glance is clear. No, there is no secret behind those transparent eyes." + He rose and kissed their lids. "Let me avow to you, dearest soul," + he said, "that for the last five years each day has increased my happiness, + through the knowledge that you are all mine, and that no natural affection even + can take any of your love. Having no sister, no father, no mother, no companion, + I am neither above nor below any living being in your heart; I am alone there. + Clemence, repeat to me those sweet things of the spirit you have so often said + to me; do not blame me; comfort me, I am so unhappy. I have an odious suspicion + on my conscience, and you have nothing in your heart to sear it. My beloved, + tell me, could I stay there beside you? Could two heads united as ours have + been lie on the same pillow when one was suffering and the other tranquil? What + are you thinking of?" he cried abruptly, observing that Clemence was anxious, + confused, and seemed unable to restrain her tears.</p> +<p> "I am thinking of my mother," she answered, in a grave voice. "You + will never know, Jules, what I suffer in remembering my mother's dying farewell, + said in a voice sweeter than all music, and in feeling the solemn touch of her + icy hand at a moment when you overwhelm me with those assurances of your precious + love."</p> +<p> She raised her husband, strained him to her with a nervous force greater than + that of men, and kissed his hair, covering it with tears.</p> +<p> "Ah! I would be hacked in pieces for you! Tell me that I make you happy; + that I am to you the most beautiful of women--a thousand women to you. Oh! you + are loved as no other man ever was or will be. I don't know the meaning of those + words 'duty,' 'virtue.' Jules, I love you for yourself; I am happy in loving + you; I shall love you more and more to my dying day. I have pride in my love; + I feel it is my destiny to have one sole emotion in my life. What I shall tell + you now is dreadful, I know--but I am glad to have no child; I do not wish for + any. I feel I am more wife than mother. Well, then, can you fear?<br> + Listen to me, my own beloved, promise to forget, not this hour of mingled tenderness + and doubt, but the words of that madman. Jules, you <i>must</i>. Promise me + not to see him, not to go to him. I have a deep conviction that if you set one + foot in that maze we shall both roll down a precipice where I shall perish--but + with your name upon my lips, your heart in my heart. Why hold me so high in + that heart and yet so low in reality? What! you who give credit to so many as + to money, can you not give me the charity of faith? And on the first occasion + in our lives when you might prove to me your boundless trust, do you cast me + from my throne in your heart? Between a madman and me, it is the madman whom + you choose to believe? oh, Jules!" She stopped, threw back the hair that + fell about her brow and neck, and then, in a heart-rending tone, she added: + "I have said too much; one word should suffice. If your soul and your forehead + still keep this cloud, however light it be, I tell you now that I shall die + of it."</p> +<p> She could not repress a shudder, and turned pale.</p> +<p> "Oh! I will kill that man," thought Jules, as he lifted his wife + in his arms and carried her to her bed.</p> +<p> "Let us sleep in peace, my angel," he said. "I have forgotten + all, I swear it!"</p> +<p> Clemence fell asleep to the music of those sweet words, softly repeated. Jules, + as he watched her sleeping, said in his heart:--</p> +<p> "She is right; when love is so pure, suspicion blights it. To that young + soul, that tender flower, a blight--yes, a blight means death."</p> +<p> When a cloud comes between two beings filled with affection for each other + and whose lives are in absolute unison, that cloud, though it may disperse, + leaves in those souls a trace of its passage. Either love gains a stronger life, + as the earth after rain, or the shock still echoes like distant thunder through + a cloudless sky. It is impossible to recover absolutely the former life; love + will either increase or diminish.</p> +<p> At breakfast, Monsieur and Madame Jules showed to each other those particular + attentions in which there is always something of affectation. There were glances + of forced gaiety, which seemed the efforts of persons endeavoring to deceive + themselves. Jules had involuntary doubts, his wife had positive fears. Still, + sure of each other, they had slept. Was this strained condition the effect of + a want of faith, or was it only a memory of their nocturnal scene? They did + not know themselves. But they loved each other so purely that the impression + of that scene, both cruel and beneficent, could not fail to leave its traces + in their souls; both were eager to make those traces disappear, each striving + to be the first to return to the other, and thus they could not fail to think + of the cause of their first variance. To loving souls, this is not grief; pain + is still far-off; but it is a sort of mourning, which is difficult to depict. + If there are, indeed, relations between colors and the emotions of the soul, + if, as Locke's blind man said, scarlet produces on the sight the effect produced + upon the hearing by a blast of trumpets, it is permissible to compare this reaction + of melancholy to mourning tones of gray.</p> +<p> But even so, love saddened, love in which remains a true sentiment of its + happiness, momentarily troubled though it be, gives enjoyments derived from + pain and pleasure both, which are all novel. Jules studied his wife's voice; + he watched her glances with the freshness of feeling that inspired him in the + earliest days of his passion for her.<br> + The memory of five absolutely happy years, her beauty, the candor of her love, + quickly effaced in her husband's mind the last vestiges of an intolerable pain.</p> +<p> The day was Sunday,--a day on which there was no Bourse and no business to + be done. The reunited pair passed the whole day together, getting farther into + each other's hearts than they ever yet had done, like two children who in a + moment of fear, hold each other closely and cling together, united by an instinct. + There are in this life of two- in-one completely happy days, the gift of chance, + ephemeral flowers, born neither of yesterday nor belonging to the morrow. Jules + and Clemence now enjoyed this day as though they forboded it to be the last + of their loving life. What name shall we give to that mysterious power which + hastens the steps of travellers before the storm is visible; which makes the + life and beauty of the dying so resplendent, and fills the parting soul with + joyous projects for days before death comes; which tells the midnight student + to fill his lamp when it shines brightest; and makes the mother fear the thoughtful + look cast upon her infant by an observing man? We all are affected by this influence + in the great catastrophes of life; but it has never yet been named or studied; + it is something more than presentiment, but not as yet clear vision.</p> +<p> All went well till the following day. On Monday, Jules Desmarets, obliged + to go to the Bourse on his usual business, asked his wife, as usual, if she + would take advantage of his carriage and let him drive her anywhere.</p> +<p> "No," she said, "the day is too unpleasant to go out."</p> +<p> It was raining in torrents. At half-past two o'clock Monsieur Desmarets reached + the Treasury. At four o'clock, as he left the Bourse, he came face to face with + Monsieur de Maulincour, who was waiting for him with the nervous pertinacity + of hatred and vengeance.</p> +<p> "Monsieur," he said, taking Monsieur Desmarets by the arm, "I + have important information to give you. Listen to me. I am too loyal a man to + have recourse to anonymous letters with which to trouble your peace of mind; + I prefer to speak to you in person. Believe me, if my very life were not concerned, + I should not meddle with the private affairs of any household, even if I thought + I had the right to do so."</p> +<p> "If what you have to say to me concerns Madame Desmarets," replied + Jules, "I request you to be silent, monsieur."</p> +<p> "If I am silent, monsieur, you may before long see Madame Jules on the + prisoner's bench at the court of assizes beside a convict. Now, do you wish + me to be silent?"</p> +<p> Jules turned pale; but his noble face instantly resumed its calmness, though + it was now a false calmness. Drawing the baron under one of the temporary sheds + of the Bourse, near which they were standing, he said to him in a voice which + concealed his intense inward emotion:--</p> +<p> "Monsieur, I will listen to you; but there will be a duel to the death + between us if--"</p> +<p> "Oh, to that I consent!" cried Monsieur de Maulincour. "I have + the greatest esteem for your character. You speak of death. You are unaware + that your wife may have assisted in poisoning me last Saturday night. Yes, monsieur, + since then some extraordinary evil has developed in me. My hair appears to distil + an inward fever and a deadly languor through my skull; I know who clutched my + hair at that ball."</p> +<p> Monsieur de Maulincour then related, without omitting a single fact, his platonic + love for Madame Jules, and the details of the affair in the rue Soly which began + this narrative. Any one would have listened to him with attention; but Madame + Jules' husband had good reason to be more amazed than any other human being. + Here his character displayed itself; he was more amazed than overcome. Made + a judge, and the judge of an adored woman, he found in his soul the equity of + a judge as well as the inflexibility. A lover still, he thought less of his + own shattered life than of his wife's life; he listened, not to his own anguish, + but to some far-off voice that cried to him, "Clemence cannot lie! Why + should she betray you?"</p> +<p> "Monsieur," said the baron, as he ended, "being absolutely + certain of having recognized in Monsieur de Funcal the same Ferragus whom the + police declared dead, I have put upon his traces an intelligent man.<br> + As I returned that night I remembered, by a fortunate chance, the name of Madame + Meynardie, mentioned in that letter of Ida, the presumed mistress of my persecutor. + Supplied with this clue, my emissary will soon get to the bottom of this horrible + affair; for he is far more able to discover the truth than the police themselves."</p> +<p> "Monsieur," replied Desmarets, "I know not how to thank you + for this confidence. You say that you can obtain proofs and witnesses; I shall + await them. I shall seek the truth of this strange affair courageously; but + you must permit me to doubt everything until the evidence of the facts you state + is proved to me. In any case you shall have satisfaction, for, as you will certainly + understand, we both require it."</p> +<p> Jules returned home.</p> +<p> "What is the matter, Jules?" asked his wife, when she saw him. "You + look so pale you frighten me!"</p> +<p> "The day is cold," he answered, walking with slow steps across the + room where all things spoke to him of love and happiness,--that room so calm + and peaceful where a deadly storm was gathering.</p> +<p> "Did you go out to-day?" he asked, as though mechanically.</p> +<p> He was impelled to ask the question by the last of a myriad of thoughts which + had gathered themselves together into a lucid meditation, though jealousy was + actively prompting them.</p> +<p> "No," she answered, in a tone that was falsely candid.</p> +<p> At that instant Jules saw through the open door of the dressing-room the velvet + bonnet which his wife wore in the mornings; on it were drops of rain. Jules + was a passionate man, but he was also full of delicacy. It was repugnant to + him to bring his wife face to face with a lie. When such a situation occurs, + all has come to an end forever between certain beings. And yet those drops of + rain were like a flash tearing through his brain.</p> +<p> He left the room, went down to the porter's lodge, and said to the porter, + after making sure that they were alone:--</p> +<p> "Fouguereau, a hundred crowns if you tell me the truth; dismissal if + you deceive me; and nothing at all if you ever speak of my question and your + answer."</p> +<p> He stopped to examine the man's face, leading him under the window.<br> + Then he continued:--</p> +<p> "Did madame go out this morning?"</p> +<p> "Madame went out at a quarter to three, and I think I saw her come in + about half an hour ago."</p> +<p> "That is true, upon your honor?"</p> +<p> "Yes, monsieur."</p> +<p> "You will have the money; but if you speak of this, remember, you will + lose all."</p> +<p> Jules returned to his wife.</p> +<p> "Clemence," he said, "I find I must put my accounts in order. + Do not be offended at the inquiry I am going to make. Have I not given you forty + thousand francs since the beginning of the year?"</p> +<p> "More," she said,--"forty-seven."</p> +<p> "Have you spent them?"</p> +<p> "Nearly," she replied. "In the first place, I had to pay several + of our last year's bills--"</p> +<p> "I shall never find out anything in this way," thought Jules. "I + am not taking the best course."</p> +<p> At this moment Jules' own valet entered the room with a letter for his master, + who opened it indifferently, but as soon as his eyes had lighted on the signature + he read it eagerly. The letter was as follows:--</p> +<p> Monsieur,--For the sake of your peace of mind as well as ours, I take the + course of writing you this letter without possessing the advantage of being + known to you; but my position, my age, and the fear of some misfortune compel + me to entreat you to show indulgence in the trying circumstances under which + our afflicted family is placed. Monsieur Auguste de Maulincour has for the last + few days shown signs of mental derangement, and we fear that he may trouble + your happiness by fancies which he confided to Monsieur le Vidame de Pamiers + and myself during his first attack of frenzy. We think it right, therefore, + to warn you of his malady, which is, we hope, curable; but it will have such + serious and important effects on the honor of our family and the career of my + grandson that we must rely, monsieur, on your entire discretion.</p> +<p> If Monsieur le Vidame or I could have gone to see you we would not have written. + But I make no doubt that you will regard this prayer of a mother, who begs you + to destroy this letter.</p> +<p> Accept the assurance of my perfect consideration.</p> +<p> Baronne de Maulincour, <i>nee</i> de Rieux.</p> +<p> </p> +<p> "Oh! what torture!" cried Jules.</p> +<p> "What is it? what is in your mind?" asked his wife, exhibiting the + deepest anxiety.</p> +<p> "I have come," he answered, slowly, as he threw her the letter, + "to ask myself whether it can be you who have sent me that to avert my + suspicions. Judge, therefore, what I suffer."</p> +<p> "Unhappy man!" said Madame Jules, letting fall the paper. "I + pity him; though he has done me great harm."</p> +<p> "Are you aware that he has spoken to me?"</p> +<p> "Oh! have you been to see him, in spite of your promise?" she cried + in terror.</p> +<p> "Clemence, our love is in danger of perishing; we stand outside of the + ordinary rules of life; let us lay aside all petty considerations in presence + of this great peril. Explain to me why you went out this morning. Women think + they have the right to tell us little falsehoods.<br> + Sometimes they like to hide a pleasure they are preparing for us. Just now you + said a word to me, by mistake, no doubt, a no for a yes."</p> +<p> He went into the dressing-room and brought out the bonnet.</p> +<p> "See," he said, "your bonnet has betrayed you; these spots + are raindrops. You must, therefore, have gone out in a street cab, and these + drops fell upon it as you went to find one, or as you entered or left the house + where you went. But a woman can leave her own home for many innocent purposes, + even after she has told her husband that she did not mean to go out. There are + so many reasons for changing our plans! Caprices, whims, are they not your right? + Women are not required to be consistent with themselves. You had forgotten something,--a + service to render, a visit, some kind action. But nothing hinders a woman from + telling her husband what she does. Can we ever blush on the breast of a friend? + It is not a jealous husband who speaks to you, my Clemence; it is your lover, + your friend, your brother." He flung himself passionately at her feet. + "Speak, not to justify yourself, but to calm my horrible sufferings. I + know that you went out. Well--what did you do? where did you go?"</p> +<p> "Yes, I went out, Jules," she answered in a strained voice, though + her face was calm. "But ask me nothing more. Wait; have confidence; without + which you will lay up for yourself terrible remorse. Jules, my Jules, trust + is the virtue of love. I owe to you that I am at this moment too troubled to + answer you: but I am not a false woman; I love you, and you know it."</p> +<p> "In the midst of all that can shake the faith of man and rouse his jealousy, + for I see I am not first in your heart, I am no longer thine own self--well, + Clemence, even so, I prefer to believe you, to believe that voice, to believe + those eyes. If you deceive me, you deserve--"</p> +<p> "Ten thousand deaths!" she cried, interrupting him.</p> +<p> "I have never hidden a thought from you, but you--"</p> +<p> "Hush!" she said, "our happiness depends upon our mutual silence."</p> +<p> "Ha! I <i>will</i> know all!" he exclaimed, with sudden violence.</p> +<p> At that moment the cries of a woman were heard,--the yelping of a shrill little + voice came from the antechamber.</p> +<p> "I tell you I will go in!" it cried. "Yes, I shall go in; I + will see her! I shall see her!"</p> +<p> Jules and Clemence both ran to the salon as the door from the antechamber + was violently burst open. A young woman entered hastily, followed by two servants, + who said to their master:--</p> +<p> "Monsieur, this person would come in in spite of us. We told her that + madame was not at home. She answered that she knew very well madame had been + out, but she saw her come in. She threatened to stay at the door of the house + till she could speak to madame."</p> +<p> "You can go," said Monsieur Desmarets to the two men. "What + do you want, mademoiselle?" he added, turning to the strange woman.</p> +<p> This "demoiselle" was the type of a woman who is never to be met + with except in Paris. She is made in Paris, like the mud, like the pavement, + like the water of the Seine, such as it becomes in Paris before human industry + filters it ten times ere it enters the cut-glass decanters and sparkles pure + and bright from the filth it has been. She is therefore a being who is truly + original. Depicted scores of times by the painter's brush, the pencil of the + caricaturist, the charcoal of the etcher, she still escapes analysis, because + she cannot be caught and rendered in all her moods, like Nature, like this fantastic + Paris itself. She holds to vice by one thread only, and she breaks away from + it at a thousand other points of the social circumference.<br> + Besides, she lets only one trait of her character be known, and that the only + one which renders her blamable; her noble virtues are hidden; she prefers to + glory in her naive libertinism. Most incompletely rendered in dramas and tales + where she is put upon the scene with all her poesy, she is nowhere really true + but in her garret; elsewhere she is invariably calumniated or over-praised. + Rich, she deteriorates; poor, she is misunderstood. She has too many vices, + and too many good qualities; she is too near to pathetic asphyxiation or to + a dissolute laugh; too beautiful and too hideous. She personifies Paris, to + which, in the long run, she supplies the toothless portresses, washerwomen, + street-sweepers, beggars, occasionally insolent countesses, admired actresses, + applauded singers; she has even given, in the olden time, two quasi-queens to + the monarchy. Who can grasp such a Proteus? She is all woman, less than woman, + more than woman. From this vast portrait the painter of manners and morals can + take but a feature here and there; the <i>ensemble</i> is infinite.</p> +<p> She was a grisette of Paris; a grisette in all her glory; a grisette in a + hackney-coach,--happy, young, handsome, fresh, but a grisette; a grisette with + claws, scissors, impudent as a Spanish woman, snarling as a prudish English + woman proclaiming her conjugal rights, coquettish as a great lady, though more + frank, and ready for everything; a perfect <i>lionne</i> in her way; issuing + from the little apartment of which she had dreamed so often, with its red-calico + curtains, its Utrecht velvet furniture, its tea-table, the cabinet of china + with painted designs, the sofa, the little moquette carpet, the alabaster clock + and candlesticks (under glass cases), the yellow bedroom, the eider-down quilt,--in + short, all the domestic joys of a grisette's life; and in addition, the woman-of-all-work + (a former grisette herself, now the owner of a moustache), theatre-parties, + unlimited bonbons, silk dresses, bonnets to spoil,--in fact, all the felicities + coveted by the grisette heart except a carriage, which only enters her imagination + as a marshal's baton into the dreams of a soldier. Yes, this grisette had all + these things in return for a true affection, or in spite of a true affection, + as some others obtain it for an hour a day,--a sort of tax carelessly paid under + the claws of an old man.</p> +<p> The young woman who now entered the presence of Monsieur and Madame Jules + had a pair of feet so little covered by her shoes that only a slim black line + was visible between the carpet and her white stockings. This peculiar foot-gear, + which Parisian caricaturists have well-rendered, is a special attribute of the + grisette of Paris; but she is even more distinctive to the eyes of an observer + by the care with which her garments are made to adhere to her form, which they + clearly define. On this occasion she was trigly dressed in a green gown, with + a white chemisette, which allowed the beauty of her bust to be seen; her shawl, + of Ternaux cashmere, had fallen from her shoulders, and was held by its two + corners, which were twisted round her wrists. She had a delicate face, rosy + cheeks, a white skin, sparkling gray eyes, a round, very promising forehead, + hair carefully smoothed beneath her little bonnet, and heavy curls upon her + neck.</p> +<p> "My name is Ida," she said, "and if that's Madame Jules to + whom I have the advantage of speaking, I've come to tell her all I have in my + heart against her. It is very wrong, when a woman is set up and in her furniture, + as you are here, to come and take from a poor girl a man with whom I'm as good + as married, morally, and who did talk of making it right by marrying me before + the municipality. There's plenty of handsome young men in the world--ain't there, + monsieur?--to take your fancy, without going after a man of middle age, who + makes my happiness. Yah! I haven't got a fine hotel like this, but I've got + my love, I have. I hate handsome men and money; I'm all heart, and--"</p> +<p> Madame Jules turned to her husband.</p> +<p> "You will allow me, monsieur, to hear no more of all this," she + said, retreating to her bedroom.</p> +<p> "If the lady lives with you, I've made a mess of it; but I can't help + that," resumed Ida. "Why does she come after Monsieur Ferragus every + day?"</p> +<p> "You are mistaken, mademoiselle," said Jules, stupefied; "my + wife is incapable--"</p> +<p> "Ha! so you're married, you two," said the grisette showing some + surprise. "Then it's very wrong, monsieur,--isn't it?--for a woman who + has the happiness of being married in legal marriage to have relations with + a man like Henri--"</p> +<p> "Henri! who is Henri?" said Jules, taking Ida by the arm and pulling + her into an adjoining room that his wife might hear no more.</p> +<p> "Why, Monsieur Ferragus."</p> +<p> "But he is dead," said Jules.</p> +<p> "Nonsense; I went to Franconi's with him last night, and he brought me + home--as he ought. Besides, your wife can tell you about him; didn't she go + there this very afternoon at three o'clock? I know she did, for I waited in + the street, and saw her,--all because that good-natured fellow, Monsieur Justin, + whom you know perhaps,--a little old man with jewelry who wears corsets,--told + me that Madame Jules was my rival.<br> + That name, monsieur, sounds mighty like a feigned one; but if it is yours, excuse + me. But this I say, if Madame Jules was a court duchess, Henri is rich enough + to satisfy all her fancies, and it is my business to protect my property; I've + a right to, for I love him, that I do. He is my <i>first</i> inclination; + my happiness and all my future fate depends on it. I fear nothing, monsieur; + I am honest; I never lied, or stole the property of any living soul, no matter + who. If an empress was my rival, I'd go straight to her, empress as she was; + because all pretty women are equals, monsieur--"</p> +<p> "Enough! enough!" said Jules. "Where do you live?"</p> +<p> "Rue de la Corderie-du-Temple, number 14, monsieur,--Ida Gruget, corset-maker, + at your service,--for we make lots of corsets for men."</p> +<p> "Where does the man whom you call Ferragus live?"</p> +<p> "Monsieur," she said, pursing up her lips, "in the first place, + he's not a man; he is a rich monsieur, much richer, perhaps, than you are.<br> + But why do you ask me his address when your wife knows it? He told me not to + give it. Am I obliged to answer you? I'm not, thank God, in a confessional or + a police-court; I'm responsible only to myself."</p> +<p> "If I were to offer you ten thousand francs to tell me where Monsieur + Ferragus lives, how then?"</p> +<p> "Ha! n, o, <i>no</i>, my little friend, and that ends the matter," + she said, emphasizing this singular reply with a popular gesture. "There's + no sum in the world could make me tell you. I have the honor to bid you good-day. + How do I get out of here?"</p> +<p> Jules, horror-struck, allowed her to go without further notice. The whole + world seemed to crumble beneath his feet, and above him the heavens were falling + with a crash.</p> +<p> "Monsieur is served," said his valet.</p> +<p> The valet and the footman waited in the dining-room a quarter of an hour without + seeing master or mistress.</p> +<p> "Madame will not dine to-day," said the waiting-maid, coming in.</p> +<p> "What's the matter, Josephine?" asked the valet.</p> +<p> "I don't know," she answered. "Madame is crying, and is going + to bed.<br> + Monsieur has no doubt got some love-affair on hand, and it has been discovered + at a very bad time. I wouldn't answer for madame's life.<br> + Men are so clumsy; they'll make you scenes without any precaution."</p> +<p> "That's not so," said the valet, in a low voice. "On the contrary, + madame is the one who--you understand? What times does monsieur have to go after + pleasures, he, who hasn't slept out of madame's room for five years, who goes + to his study at ten and never leaves it till breakfast, at twelve. His life + is all known, it is regular; whereas madame goes out nearly every day at three + o'clock, Heaven knows where."</p> +<p> "And monsieur too," said the maid, taking her mistress's part.</p> +<p> "Yes, but he goes straight to the Bourse. I told him three times that + dinner was ready," continued the valet, after a pause. "You might + as well talk to a post."</p> +<p> Monsieur Jules entered the dining-room.</p> +<p> "Where is madame?" he said.</p> +<p> "Madame is going to bed; her head aches," replied the maid, assuming + an air of importance.</p> +<p> Monsieur Jules then said to the footmen composedly: "You can take away; + I shall go and sit with madame."</p> +<p> He went to his wife's room and found her weeping, but endeavoring to smother + her sobs with her handkerchief.</p> +<p> "Why do you weep?" said Jules; "you need expect no violence + and no reproaches from me. Why should I avenge myself? If you have not been + faithful to my love, it is that you were never worthy of it."</p> +<p> "Not worthy?" The words were repeated amid her sobs and the accent + in which they were said would have moved any other man than Jules.</p> +<p> "To kill you, I must love more than perhaps I do love you," he continued. + "But I should never have the courage; I would rather kill myself, leaving + you to your--happiness, and with--whom!--"</p> +<p> He did not end his sentence.</p> +<p> "Kill yourself!" she cried, flinging herself at his feet and clasping + them.</p> +<p> But he, wishing to escape the embrace, tried to shake her off, dragging her + in so doing toward the bed.</p> +<p> "Let me alone," he said.</p> +<p> "No, no, Jules!" she cried. "If you love me no longer I shall + die. Do you wish to know all?"</p> +<p> "Yes."</p> +<p> He took her, grasped her violently, and sat down on the edge of the bed, holding + her between his legs. Then, looking at that beautiful face now red as fire and + furrowed with tears,--</p> +<p> "Speak," he said.</p> +<p> Her sobs began again.</p> +<p> "No; it is a secret of life and death. If I tell it, I--No, I cannot.<br> + Have mercy, Jules!"</p> +<p> "You have betrayed me--"</p> +<p> "Ah! Jules, you think so now, but soon you will know all."</p> +<p> "But this Ferragus, this convict whom you go to see, a man enriched by + crime, if he does not belong to you, if you do not belong to him--"</p> +<p> "Oh, Jules!"</p> +<p> "Speak! Is he your mysterious benefactor?--the man to whom we owe our + fortune, as persons have said already?"</p> +<p> "Who said that?"</p> +<p> "A man whom I killed in a duel."</p> +<p> "Oh, God! one death already!"</p> +<p> "If he is not your protector, if he does not give you money, if it is + you, on the contrary, who carry money to him, tell me, is he your brother?"</p> +<p> "What if he were?" she said.</p> +<p> Monsieur Desmarets crossed his arms.</p> +<p> "Why should that have been concealed from me?" he said. "Then + you and your mother have both deceived me? Besides, does a woman go to see her + brother every day, or nearly every day?"</p> +<p> His wife had fainted at his feet.</p> +<p> "Dead," he said. "And suppose I am mistaken?"</p> +<p> He sprang to the bell-rope; called Josephine, and lifted Clemence to the bed.</p> +<p> "I shall die of this," said Madame Jules, recovering consciousness.</p> +<p> "Josephine," cried Monsieur Desmarets. "Send for Monsieur Desplein; + send also to my brother and ask him to come here immediately."</p> +<p> "Why your brother?" asked Clemence.</p> +<p> But Jules had already left the room.</p> +<p> </p> +<h2 align="center"> </h2> +<h2 align="center"> </h2> +<h2 align="center"> CHAPTER IV</h2> +<h3 align="center"> WHERE GO TO DIE?</h3> +<p> For the first time in five years Madame Jules slept alone in her bed, and + was compelled to admit a physician into that sacred chamber. These in themselves + were two keen pangs. Desplein found Madame Jules very ill. Never was a violent + emotion more untimely. He would say nothing definite, and postponed till the + morrow giving any opinion, after leaving a few directions, which were not executed, + the emotions of the heart causing all bodily cares to be forgotten.</p> +<p> When morning dawned, Clemence had not yet slept. Her mind was absorbed in + the low murmur of a conversation which lasted several hours between the brothers; + but the thickness of the walls allowed no word which could betray the object + of this long conference to reach her ears.<br> + Monsieur Desmarets, the notary, went away at last. The stillness of the night, + and the singular activity of the senses given by powerful emotion, enabled Clemence + to distinguish the scratching of a pen and the involuntary movements of a person + engaged in writing. Those who are habitually up at night, and who observe the + different acoustic effects produced in absolute silence, know that a slight + echo can be readily perceived in the very places where louder but more equable + and continued murmurs are not distinct. At four o'clock the sound ceased.<br> + Clemence rose, anxious and trembling. Then, with bare feet and without a wrapper, + forgetting her illness and her moist condition, the poor woman opened the door + softly without noise and looked into the next room. She saw her husband sitting, + with a pen in his hand, asleep in his arm-chair. The candles had burned to the + sockets. She slowly advanced and read on an envelope, already sealed, the words, + "This is my will."<br> +</p> +<p> She knelt down as if before an open grave and kissed her husband's hand. He + woke instantly.</p> +<p> "Jules, my friend, they grant some days to criminals condemned to death," + she said, looking at him with eyes that blazed with fever and with love. "Your + innocent wife asks only two. Leave me free for two days, and--wait! After that, + I shall die happy--at least, you will regret me."</p> +<p> "Clemence, I grant them."</p> +<p> Then, as she kissed her husband's hands in the tender transport of her heart, + Jules, under the spell of that cry of innocence, took her in his arms and kissed + her forehead, though ashamed to feel himself still under subjection to the power + of that noble beauty.</p> +<p> On the morrow, after taking a few hours' rest, Jules entered his wife's room, + obeying mechanically his invariable custom of not leaving the house without + a word to her. Clemence was sleeping. A ray of light passing through a chink + in the upper blind of a window fell across the face of the dejected woman. Already + suffering had impaired her forehead and the freshness of her lips. A lover's + eye could not fail to notice the appearance of dark blotches, and a sickly pallor + in place of the uniform tone of the cheeks and the pure ivory whiteness of the + skin,--two points at which the sentiments of her noble soul were artlessly wont + to show themselves.</p> +<p> "She suffers," thought Jules. "Poor Clemence! May God protect + us!"</p> +<p> He kissed her very softly on the forehead. She woke, saw her husband, and + remembered all. Unable to speak, she took his hand, her eyes filling with tears.</p> +<p> "I am innocent," she said, ending her dream.</p> +<p> "You will not go out to-day, will you?" asked Jules.</p> +<p> "No, I feel too weak to leave my bed."</p> +<p> "If you should change your mind, wait till I return," said Jules.</p> +<p> Then he went down to the porter's lodge.</p> +<p> "Fouguereau, you will watch the door yourself to-day. I wish to know + exactly who comes to the house, and who leaves it."</p> +<p> Then he threw himself into a hackney-coach, and was driven to the hotel de + Maulincour, where he asked for the baron.</p> +<p> "Monsieur is ill," they told him.</p> +<p> Jules insisted on entering, and gave his name. If he could not see the baron, + he wished to see the vidame or the dowager. He waited some time in the salon, + where Madame de Maulincour finally came to him and told him that her grandson + was much too ill to receive him.</p> +<p> "I know, madame, the nature of his illness from the letter you did me + the honor to write, and I beg you to believe--"</p> +<p> "A letter to you, monsieur, written by me!" cried the dowager, interrupting + him. "I have written you no letter. What was I made to say in that letter, + monsieur?"</p> +<p> "Madame," replied Jules, "intending to see Monsieur de Maulincour + to-day, I thought it best to preserve the letter in spite of its injunction + to destroy it. There it is."</p> +<p> Madame de Maulincour put on her spectacles, and the moment she cast her eyes + on the paper she showed the utmost surprise.</p> +<p> "Monsieur," she said, "my writing is so perfectly imitated + that, if the matter were not so recent, I might be deceived myself. My grandson + is ill, it is true; but his reason has never for a moment been affected. We + are the puppets of some evil-minded person or persons; and yet I cannot imagine + the object of a trick like this. You shall see my grandson, monsieur, and you + will at once perceive that he is perfectly sound in mind."</p> +<p> She rang the bell, and sent to ask if the baron felt able to receive Monsieur + Desmarets. The servant returned with an affirmative answer.<br> + Jules went to the baron's room, where he found him in an arm-chair near the + fire. Too feeble to move, the unfortunate man merely bowed his head with a melancholy + gesture. The Vidame de Pamiers was sitting with him.</p> +<p> "Monsieur le baron," said Jules, "I have something to say which + makes it desirable that I should see you alone."</p> +<p> "Monsieur," replied Auguste, "Monsieur le vidame knows about + this affair; you can speak fearlessly before him."</p> +<p> "Monsieur le baron," said Jules, in a grave voice, "you have + troubled and well-nigh destroyed my happiness without having any right to do + so. Until the moment when we can see clearly which of us should demand, or grant, + reparation to the other, you are bound to help me in following the dark and + mysterious path into which you have flung me. I have now come to ascertain from + you the present residence of the extraordinary being who exercises such a baneful + effect on your life and mine. On my return home yesterday, after listening to + your avowals, I received that letter."</p> +<p> Jules gave him the forged letter.</p> +<p> "This Ferragus, this Bourignard, or this Monsieur de Funcal, is a demon!" + cried Maulincour, after having read it. "Oh, what a frightful maze I put + my foot into when I meddled in this matter! Where am I going? I did wrong, monsieur," + he continued, looking at Jules; "but death is the greatest of all expiations, + and my death is now approaching. You can ask me whatever you like; I am at your + orders."</p> +<p> "Monsieur, you know, of course, where this man is living, and I must + know it if it costs me all my fortune to penetrate this mystery. In presence + of so cruel an enemy every moment is precious."</p> +<p> "Justin shall tell you all," replied the baron.</p> +<p> At these words the vidame fidgeted on his chair. Auguste rang the bell.</p> +<p> "Justin is not in the house!" cried the vidame, in a hasty manner + that told much.</p> +<p> "Well, then," said Auguste, excitedly, "the other servants + must know where he is; send a man on horseback to fetch him. Your valet is in + Paris, isn't he? He can be found."</p> +<p> The vidame was visibly distressed.</p> +<p> "Justin can't come, my dear boy," said the old man; "he is + dead. I wanted to conceal the accident from you, but--"</p> +<p> "Dead!" cried Monsieur de Maulincour,--"dead! When and how?"</p> +<p> "Last night. He had been supping with some old friends, and, I dare say, + was drunk; his friends--no doubt they were drunk, too--left him lying in the + street, and a heavy vehicle ran over him."</p> +<p> "The convict did not miss <i>him</i>; at the first stroke he killed," + said Auguste. "He has had less luck with me; it has taken four blows to + put me out of the way."</p> +<p> Jules was gloomy and thoughtful.</p> +<p> "Am I to know nothing, then?" he cried, after a long pause. "Your + valet seems to have been justly punished. Did he not exceed your orders in calumniating + Madame Desmarets to a person named Ida, whose jealousy he roused in order to + turn her vindictiveness upon us?"</p> +<p> "Ah, monsieur! in my anger I informed him about Madame Jules," said + Auguste.</p> +<p> "Monsieur!" cried the husband, keenly irritated.</p> +<p> "Oh, monsieur!" replied the baron, claiming silence by a gesture, + "I am prepared for all. You cannot tell me anything my own conscience has + not already told me. I am now expecting the most celebrated of all professors + of toxicology, in order to learn my fate. If I am destined to intolerable suffering, + my resolution is taken. I shall blow my brains out."</p> +<p> "You talk like a child!" cried the vidame, horrified by the coolness + with which the baron said these words. "Your grandmother would die of grief."</p> +<p> "Then, monsieur," said Jules, "am I to understand that there + exist no means of discovering in what part of Paris this extraordinary man resides?"</p> +<p> "I think, monsieur," said the old vidame, "from what I have + heard poor Justin say, that Monsieur de Funcal lives at either the Portuguese + or the Brazilian embassy. Monsieur de Funcal is a nobleman belonging to both + those countries. As for the convict, he is dead and buried. Your persecutor, + whoever he is, seems to me so powerful that it would be well to take no decisive + measures until you are sure of some way of confounding and crushing him. Act + prudently and with caution, my dear monsieur. Had Monsieur de Maulincour followed + my advice, nothing of all this would have happened."</p> +<p> Jules coldly but politely withdrew. He was now at a total loss to know how + to reach Ferragus. As he passed into his own house, the porter told him that + Madame had just been out to throw a letter into the post box at the head of + the rue de Menars. Jules felt humiliated by this proof of the insight with which + the porter espoused his cause, and the cleverness by which he guessed the way + to serve him. The eagerness of servants, and their shrewdness in compromising + masters who compromised themselves, was known to him, and he fully appreciated + the danger of having them as accomplices, no matter for what purpose. But he + could not think of his personal dignity until the moment when he found himself + thus suddenly degraded. What a triumph for the slave who could not raise himself + to his master, to compel his master to come down to his level! Jules was harsh + and hard to him. Another fault. But he suffered so deeply! His life till then + so upright, so pure, was becoming crafty; he was to scheme and lie. Clemence + was scheming and lying. This to him was a moment of horrible disgust. Lost in + a flood of bitter feelings, Jules stood motionless at the door of his house.<br> + Yielding to despair, he thought of fleeing, of leaving France forever, carrying + with him the illusions of uncertainty. Then, again, not doubting that the letter + Clemence had just posted was addressed to Ferragus, his mind searched for a + means of obtaining the answer that mysterious being was certain to send. Then + his thoughts began to analyze the singular good fortune of his life since his + marriage, and he asked himself whether the calumny for which he had taken such + signal vengeance was not a truth. Finally, reverting to the coming answer, he + said to himself:--</p> +<p> "But this man, so profoundly capable, so logical in his every act, who + sees and foresees, who calculates, and even divines, our very thoughts, is he + likely to make an answer? Will he not employ some other means more in keeping + with his power? He may send his answer by some beggar; or in a carton brought + by an honest man, who does not suspect what he brings; or in some parcel of + shoes, which a shop-girl may innocently deliver to my wife. If Clemence and + he have agreed upon such means--"</p> +<p> He distrusted all things; his mind ran over vast tracts and shoreless oceans + of conjecture. Then, after floating for a time among a thousand contradictory + ideas, he felt he was strongest in his own house, and he resolved to watch it + as the ant-lion watches his sandy labyrinth.</p> +<p> "Fouguereau," he said to the porter, "I am not at home to any + one who comes to see me. If any one calls to see madame, or brings her anything, + ring twice. Bring all letters addressed here to me, no matter for whom they + are intended."</p> +<p> "Thus," thought he, as he entered his study, which was in the entresol, + "I forestall the schemes of this Ferragus. If he sends some one to ask + for me so as to find out if Clemence is alone, at least I shall not be tricked + like a fool."</p> +<p> He stood by the window of his study, which looked upon the street, and then + a final scheme, inspired by jealousy, came into his mind. He resolved to send + his head-clerk in his own carriage to the Bourse with a letter to another broker, + explaining his sales and purchases and requesting him to do his business for + that day. He postponed his more delicate transactions till the morrow, indifferent + to the fall or rise of stocks or the debts of all Europe. High privilege of + love!--it crushes all things, all interests fall before it: altar, throne, consols!</p> +<p> At half-past three, just the hour at which the Bourse is in full blast of + reports, monthly settlements, premiums, etc., Fouguereau entered the study, + quite radiant with his news.</p> +<p> "Monsieur, an old woman has come, but very cautiously; I think she's + a sly one. She asked for monsieur, and seemed much annoyed when I told her he + was out; then she gave me a letter for madame, and here it is."</p> +<p> Fevered with anxiety, Jules opened the letter; then he dropped into a chair, + exhausted. The letter was mere nonsense throughout, and needed a key. It was + virtually in cipher.</p> +<p> "Go away, Fouguereau." The porter left him. "It is a mystery + deeper than the sea below the plummet line! Ah! it must be love; love only is + so sagacious, so inventive as this. Ah! I shall kill her."</p> +<p> At this moment an idea flashed through his brain with such force that he felt + almost physically illuminated by it. In the days of his toilsome poverty before + his marriage, Jules had made for himself a true friend. The extreme delicacy + with which he had managed the susceptibilities of a man both poor and modest; + the respect with which he had surrounded him; the ingenious cleverness he had + employed to nobly compel him to share his opulence without permitting it to + make him blush, increased their friendship. Jacquet continued faithful to Desmarets + in spite of his wealth.</p> +<p> Jacquet, a nobly upright man, a toiler, austere in his morals, had slowly + made his way in that particular ministry which develops both honesty and knavery + at the same time. A clerk in the ministry of Foreign Affairs, he had charge + of the most delicate division of its archives. Jacquet in that office was like + a glow-worm, casting his light upon those secret correspondences, deciphering + and classifying despatches. Ranking higher than a mere <i>bourgeois</i>, his + position at the ministry was superior to that of the other subalterns. He lived + obscurely, glad to feel that such obscurity sheltered him from reverses and + disappointments, and was satisfied to humbly pay in the lowest coin his debt + to the country. Thanks to Jules, his position had been much ameliorated by a + worthy marriage. An unrecognized patriot, a minister in actual fact, he contented + himself with groaning in his chimney-corner at the course of the government. + In his own home, Jacquet was an easy-going king,--an umbrella-man, as they say, + who hired a carriage for his wife which he never entered himself. In short, + to end this sketch of a philosopher unknown to himself, he had never suspected + and never in all his life would suspect the advantages he might have drawn from + his position,--that of having for his intimate friend a broker, and of knowing + every morning all the secrets of the State. This man, sublime after the manner + of that nameless soldier who died in saving Napoleon by a "qui vive," + lived at the ministry.</p> +<p> In ten minutes Jules was in his friend's office. Jacquet gave him a chair, + laid aside methodically his green silk eye-shade, rubbed his hands, picked up + his snuff-box, rose, stretched himself till his shoulder-blades cracked, swelled + out his chest, and said:--</p> +<p> "What brings you here, Monsieur Desmarets? What do you want with me?"</p> +<p> "Jacquet, I want you to decipher a secret,--a secret of life and death."</p> +<p> "It doesn't concern politics?"</p> +<p> "If it did, I shouldn't come to you for information," said Jules. + "No, it is a family matter, about which I require you to be absolutely + silent."</p> +<p> "Claude-Joseph Jacquet, dumb by profession. Don't you know me by this + time?" he said, laughing. "Discretion is my lot."</p> +<p> Jules showed him the letter.</p> +<p> "You must read me this letter, addressed to my wife."</p> +<p> "The deuce! the deuce! a bad business!" said Jacquet, examining + the letter as a usurer examines a note to be negotiated. "Ha! that's a + gridiron letter! Wait a minute."</p> +<p> He left Jules alone for a moment, but returned immediately.</p> +<p> "Easy enough to read, my friend! It is written on the gridiron plan, + used by the Portuguese minister under Monsieur de Choiseul, at the time of the + dismissal of the Jesuits. Here, see!"</p> +<p> Jacquet placed upon the writing a piece of paper cut out in regular squares, + like the paper laces which confectioners wrap round their sugarplums; and Jules + then read with perfect ease the words that were visible in the interstices. + They were as follows:--</p> +<p> "Don't be uneasy, my dear Clemence; our happiness cannot again be troubled; + and your husband will soon lay aside his suspicions.<br> + However ill you may be, you must have the courage to come here to-morrow; find + strength in your love for me. Mine for you has induced me to submit to a cruel + operation, and I cannot leave my bed. I have had the actual cautery applied + to my back, and it was necessary to burn it in a long time; you understand me? + But I thought of you, and I did not suffer.</p> +<p> "To baffle Maulincour (who will not persecute us much longer), I have + left the protecting roof of the embassy, and am now safe from all inquiry in + the rue des Enfants-Rouges, number 12, with an old woman, Madame Etienne Gruget, + mother of that Ida, who shall pay dear for her folly. Come to-morrow, at nine + in the morning. I am in a room which is reached only by an interior staircase. + Ask for Monsieur Camuset. Adieu; I kiss your forehead, my darling."</p> +<p> Jacquet looked at Jules with a sort of honest terror, the sign of a true compassion, + as he made his favorite exclamation in two separate and distinct tones,--</p> +<p> "The deuce! the deuce!"</p> +<p> "That seems clear to you, doesn't it?" said Jules. "Well, in + the depths of my heart there is a voice that pleads for my wife, and makes itself + heard above the pangs of jealousy. I must endure the worst of all agony until + to-morrow; but to-morrow, between nine and ten I shall know all; I shall be + happy or wretched for all my life. Think of me then, Jacquet."</p> +<p> "I shall be at your house to-morrow at eight o'clock. We will go together; + I'll wait for you, if you like, in the street. You may run some danger, and + you ought to have near you some devoted person who'll understand a mere sign, + and whom you can safely trust. Count on me."</p> +<p> "Even to help me in killing some one?"</p> +<p> "The deuce! the deuce!" said Jacquet, repeating, as it were, the + same musical note. "I have two children and a wife."</p> +<p> Jules pressed his friend's hand and went away; but returned immediately.</p> +<p> "I forgot the letter," he said. "But that's not all, I must + reseal it."</p> +<p> "The deuce! the deuce! you opened it without saving the seal; however, + it is still possible to restore it. Leave it with me and I'll bring it to you + <i>secundum scripturam</i>."</p> +<p> "At what time?"</p> +<p> "Half-past five."</p> +<p> "If I am not yet in, give it to the porter and tell him to send it up + to madame."</p> +<p> "Do you want me to-morrow?"</p> +<p> "No. Adieu."</p> +<p> Jules drove at once to the place de la Rotonde du Temple, where he left his + cabriolet and went on foot to the rue des Enfants-Rouges. He found the house + of Madame Etienne Gruget and examined it. There, the mystery on which depended + the fate of so many persons would be cleared up; there, at this moment, was + Ferragus, and to Ferragus all the threads of this strange plot led. The Gordian + knot of the drama, already so bloody, was surely in a meeting between Madame + Jules, her husband, and that man; and a blade able to cut the closest of such + knots would not be wanting.</p> +<p> The house was one of those which belong to the class called <i>cabajoutis</i>. + This significant name is given by the populace of Paris to houses which are + built, as it were, piecemeal. They are nearly always composed of buildings originally + separate but afterwards united according to the fancy of the various proprietors + who successively enlarge them; or else they are houses begun, left unfinished, + again built upon, and completed,--unfortunate structures which have passed, + like certain peoples, under many dynasties of capricious masters.<br> + Neither the floors nor the windows have an <i>ensemble</i>,--to borrow one + of the most picturesque terms of the art of painting; all is discord, even the + external decoration. The <i>cabajoutis</i> is to Parisian architecture what + the <i>capharnaum</i> is to the apartment,--a poke-hole, where the most heterogeneous + articles are flung pell-mell.</p> +<p> "Madame Etienne?" asked Jules of the portress.</p> +<p> This portress had her lodge under the main entrance, in a sort of chicken + coop, or wooden house on rollers, not unlike those sentry- boxes which the police + have lately set up by the stands of hackney- coaches.</p> +<p> "Hein?" said the portress, without laying down the stocking she + was knitting.</p> +<p> In Paris the various component parts which make up the physiognomy of any + given portion of the monstrous city, are admirably in keeping with its general + character. Thus porter, concierge, or Suisse, whatever name may be given to + that essential muscle of the Parisian monster, is always in conformity with + the neighborhood of which he is a part; in fact, he is often an epitome of it. + The lazy porter of the faubourg Saint-Germain, with lace on every seam of his + coat, dabbles in stocks; he of the Chaussee d'Antin takes his ease, reads the + money-articles in the newspapers, and has a business of his own in the faubourg + Montmartre. The portress in the quarter of prostitution was formerly a prostitute; + in the Marais, she has morals, is cross-grained, and full of crotchets.</p> +<p> On seeing Monsieur Jules this particular portress, holding her knitting in + one hand, took a knife and stirred the half-extinguished peat in her foot-warmer; + then she said:--</p> +<p> "You want Madame Etienne; do you mean Madame Etienne Gruget?"</p> +<p> "Yes," said Jules, assuming a vexed air.</p> +<p> "Who makes trimmings?"</p> +<p> "Yes."</p> +<p> "Well, then, monsieur," she said, issuing from her cage, and laying + her hand on Jules' arm and leading him to the end of a long passage- way, vaulted + like a cellar, "go up the second staircase at the end of the court-yard--where + you will see the windows with the pots of pinks; that's where Madame Etienne + lives."</p> +<p> "Thank you, madame. Do you think she is alone?"</p> +<p> "Why shouldn't she be alone? she's a widow."</p> +<p> Jules hastened up a dark stairway, the steps of which were knobby with hardened + mud left by the feet of those who came and went. On the second floor he saw + three doors but no signs of pinks. Fortunately, on one of the doors, the oiliest + and darkest of the three, he read these words, chalked on a panel: "Ida + will come to-night at nine o'clock."</p> +<p> "This is the place," thought Jules.</p> +<p> He pulled an old bellrope, black with age, and heard the smothered sound of + a cracked bell and the barking of an asthmatic little dog. By the way the sounds + echoed from the interior he knew that the rooms were encumbered with articles + which left no space for reverberation,-- a characteristic feature of the homes + of workmen and humble households, where space and air are always lacking.</p> +<p> Jules looked out mechanically for the pinks, and found them on the outer sill + of a sash window between two filthy drain-pipes. So here were flowers; here, + a garden, two yards long and six inches wide; here, a wheat-ear; here, a whole + life epitomized; but here, too, all the miseries of that life. A ray of light + falling from heaven as if by special favor on those puny flowers and the vigorous + wheat-ear brought out in full relief the dust, the grease, and that nameless + color, peculiar to Parisian squalor, made of dirt, which crusted and spotted + the damp walls, the worm-eaten balusters, the disjointed window- casings, and + the door originally red. Presently the cough of an old woman, and a heavy female + step, shuffling painfully in list slippers, announced the coming of the mother + of Ida Gruget. The creature opened the door and came out upon the landing, looked + up, and said:--</p> +<p> "Ah! is this Monsieur Bocquillon? Why, no? But perhaps you're his brother. + What can I do for you? Come in, monsieur."</p> +<p> Jules followed her into the first room, where he saw, huddled together, cages, + household utensils, ovens, furniture, little earthenware dishes full of food + or water for the dog and the cats, a wooden clock, bed-quilts, engravings of + Eisen, heaps of old iron, all these things mingled and massed together in a + way that produced a most grotesque effect,--a true Parisian dusthole, in which + were not lacking a few old numbers of the "Constitutionel."</p> +<p> Jules, impelled by a sense of prudence, paid no attention to the widow's invitation + when she said civilly, showing him an inner room:--</p> +<p> "Come in here, monsieur, and warm yourself."</p> +<p> Fearing to be overheard by Ferragus, Jules asked himself whether it were not + wisest to conclude the arrangement he had come to make with the old woman in + the crowded antechamber. A hen, which descended cackling from a loft, roused + him from this inward meditation. He came to a resolution, and followed Ida's + mother into the inner room, whither they were accompanied by the wheezy pug, + a personage otherwise mute, who jumped upon a stool. Madame Gruget showed the + assumption of semi-pauperism when she invited her visitor to warm himself. Her + fire- pot contained, or rather concealed two bits of sticks, which lay apart: + the grating was on the ground, its handle in the ashes. The mantel-shelf, adorned + with a little wax Jesus under a shade of squares of glass held together with + blue paper, was piled with wools, bobbins, and tools used in the making of gimps + and trimmings. Jules examined everything in the room with a curiosity that was + full of interest, and showed, in spite of himself, an inward satisfaction.</p> +<p> "Well, monsieur, tell me, do you want to buy any of my things?" + said the old woman, seating herself in a cane arm-chair, which appeared to be + her headquarters. In it she kept her handkerchief, snuffbox, knitting, half-peeled + vegetables, spectacles, calendar, a bit of livery gold lace just begun, a greasy + pack of cards, and two volumes of novels, all stuck into the hollow of the back. + This article of furniture, in which the old creature was floating down the river + of life, was not unlike the encyclopedic bag which a woman carries with her + when she travels; in which may be found a compendium of her household belongings, + from the portrait of her husband to <i>eau de Melisse</i> for faintness, sugarplums + for the children, and English court-plaster in case of cuts.</p> +<p> Jules studied all. He looked attentively at Madame Gruget's yellow visage, + at her gray eyes without either brows or lashes, her toothless mouth, her wrinkles + marked in black, her rusty cap, her still more rusty ruffles, her cotton petticoat + full of holes, her worn-out slippers, her disabled fire-pot, her table heaped + with dishes and silks and work begun or finished, in wool or cotton, in the + midst of which stood a bottle of wine. Then he said to himself: "This old + woman has some passion, some strong liking or vice; I can make her do my will."</p> +<p> "Madame," he said aloud, with a private sign of intelligence, "I + have come to order some livery trimmings." Then he lowered his voice. "I + know," he continued, "that you have a lodger who has taken the name + of Camuset." The old woman looked at him suddenly, but without any sign + of astonishment. "Now, tell me, can we come to an understanding? This is + a question which means fortune for you."</p> +<p> "Monsieur," she replied, "speak out, and don't be afraid. There's + no one here. But if I had any one above, it would be impossible for him to hear + you."</p> +<p> "Ha! the sly old creature, she answers like a Norman," thought Jules, + "We shall agree. Do not give yourself the trouble to tell falsehoods, madame," + he resumed, "In the first place, let me tell you that I mean no harm either + to you or to your lodger who is suffering from cautery, or to your daughter + Ida, a stay-maker, the friend of Ferragus. You see, I know all your affairs. + Do not be uneasy; I am not a detective policeman, nor do I desire anything that + can hurt your conscience. A young lady will come here to-morrow-morning at half-past + nine o'clock, to talk with this lover of your daughter. I want to be where I + can see all and hear all, without being seen or heard by them. If you will furnish + me with the means of doing so, I will reward that service with the gift of two + thousand francs and a yearly stipend of six hundred.<br> + My notary shall prepare a deed before you this evening, and I will give him + the money to hold; he will pay the two thousand to you to-morrow after the conference + at which I desire to be present, as you will then have given proofs of your + good faith."</p> +<p> "Will it injure my daughter, my good monsieur?" she asked, casting + a cat-like glance of doubt and uneasiness upon him.</p> +<p> "In no way, madame. But, in any case, it seems to me that your daughter + does not treat you well. A girl who is loved by so rich a man as Ferragus ought + to make you more comfortable than you seem to be."</p> +<p> "Ah, my dear monsieur, just think, not so much as one poor ticket to + the Ambigu, or the Gaiete, where she can go as much as she likes. It's shameful! + A girl for whom I sold my silver forks and spoons! and now I eat, at my age, + with German metal,--and all to pay for her apprenticeship, and give her a trade, + where she could coin money if she chose. As for that, she's like me, clever + as a witch; I must do her that justice. But, I will say, she might give me her + old silk gowns,--I, who am so fond of wearing silk. But no! Monsieur, she dines + at the Cadran-Bleu at fifty francs a head, and rolls in her carriage as if she + were a princess, and despises her mother for a Colin-Lampon.<br> + Heavens and earth! what heedless young ones we've brought into the world; we + have nothing to boast of there. A mother, monsieur, can't be anything else but + a good mother; and I've concealed that girl's ways, and kept her in my bosom, + to take the bread out of my mouth and cram everything into her own. Well, well! + and now she comes and fondles one a little, and says, 'How d'ye do, mother?' + And that's all the duty she thinks of paying. But she'll have children one of + these days, and then she'll find out what it is to have such baggage,--which + one can't help loving all the same."</p> +<p> "Do you mean that she does nothing for you?"</p> +<p> "Ah, nothing? No, monsieur, I didn't say that; if she did nothing, that + would be a little too much. She gives me my rent and thirty-six francs a month. + But, monsieur, at my age,--and I'm fifty-two years old, with eyes that feel + the strain at night,--ought I to be working in this way? Besides, why won't + she have me to live with her? I should shame her, should I? Then let her say + so. Faith, one ought to be buried out of the way of such dogs of children, who + forget you before they've even shut the door."</p> +<p> She pulled her handkerchief from her pocket, and with it a lottery ticket + that dropped on the floor; but she hastily picked it up, saying, "Hi! that's + the receipt for my taxes."</p> +<p> Jules at once perceived the reason of the sagacious parsimony of which the + mother complained; and he was the more certain that the widow Gruget would agree + to the proposed bargain.</p> +<p> "Well, then, madame," he said, "accept what I offer you."</p> +<p> "Did you say two thousand francs in ready money, and six hundred annuity, + monsieur?"</p> +<p> "Madame, I've changed my mind; I will promise you only three hundred + annuity. This way seems more to my own interests. But I will give you five thousand + francs in ready money. Wouldn't you like that as well?"</p> +<p> "Bless me, yes, monsieur!"</p> +<p> "You'll get more comfort out of it; and you can go to the Ambigu and + Franconi's at your ease in a coach."</p> +<p> "As for Franconi, I don't like that, for they don't talk there.<br> + Monsieur, if I accept, it is because it will be very advantageous for my child. + I sha'n't be a drag on her any longer. Poor little thing!<br> + I'm glad she has her pleasures, after all. Ah, monsieur, youth must be amused! + And so, if you assure me that no harm will come to anybody--"</p> +<p> "Not to anybody," replied Jules. "But now, how will you manage + it?"</p> +<p> "Well, monsieur, if I give Monsieur Ferragus a little tea made of poppy-heads + to-night, he'll sleep sound, the dear man; and he needs it, too, because of + his sufferings, for he does suffer, I can tell you, and more's the pity. But + I'd like to know what a healthy man like him wants to burn his back for, just + to get rid of a tic douleureux which troubles him once in two years. However, + to come back to our business. I have my neighbor's key; her lodging is just + above mine, and in it there's a room adjoining the one where Monsieur Ferragus + is, with only a partition between them. My neighbor is away in the country for + ten days. Therefore, if I make a hole to-night while Monsieur Ferragus is sound + asleep, you can see and hear them to-morrow at your ease. I'm on good terms + with a locksmith,--a very friendly man, who talks like an angel, and he'll do + the work for me and say nothing about it."</p> +<p></p> +"Then here's a hundred francs for him. Come to-night to Monsieur Desmaret's +office; he's a notary, and here's his address. At nine o'clock the deed will be +ready, but--silence!" +<p> "Enough, monsieur; as you say--silence! Au revoir, monsieur."</p> +<p> Jules went home, almost calmed by the certainty that he should know the truth + on the morrow. As he entered the house, the porter gave him the letter properly + resealed.</p> +<p> "How do you feel now?" he said to his wife, in spite of the coldness + that separated them.</p> +<p> "Pretty well, Jules," she answered in a coaxing voice, "do + come and dine beside me."</p> +<p> "Very good," he said, giving her the letter. "Here is something + Fouguereau gave me for you."</p> +<p> Clemence, who was very pale, colored high when she saw the letter, and that + sudden redness was a fresh blow to her husband.</p> +<p> "Is that joy," he said, laughing, "or the effect of expectation?"</p> +<p> "Oh, of many things!" she said, examining the seal.</p> +<p> "I leave you now for a few moments."</p> +<p> He went down to his study, and wrote to his brother, giving him directions + about the payment to the widow Gruget. When he returned, he found his dinner + served on a little table by his wife's bedside, and Josephine ready to wait + on him.</p> +<p> "If I were up how I should like to serve you myself," said Clemence, + when Josephine had left them. "Oh, yes, on my knees!" she added, passing + her white hands through her husband's hair. "Dear, noble heart, you were + very kind and gracious to me just now. You did me more good by showing me such + confidence than all the doctors on earth could do me with their prescriptions. + That feminine delicacy of yours--for you do know how to love like a woman--well, + it has shed a balm into my heart which has almost cured me. There's truce between + us, Jules; lower your head, that I may kiss it."</p> +<p> Jules could not deny himself the pleasure of that embrace. But it was not + without a feeling of remorse in his heart; he felt himself small before this + woman whom he was still tempted to think innocent. A sort of melancholy joy + possessed him. A tender hope shone on her features in spite of their grieved + expression. They both were equally unhappy in deceiving each other; another + caress, and, unable to resist their suffering, all would then have been avowed.</p> +<p> "To-morrow evening, Clemence."</p> +<p> "No, no; to-morrow morning, by twelve o'clock, you will know all, and + you'll kneel down before your wife--Oh, no! you shall not be humiliated; you + are all forgiven now; you have done no wrong. Listen, Jules; yesterday you did + crush me--harshly; but perhaps my life would not have been complete without + that agony; it may be a shadow that will make our coming days celestial."</p> +<p> "You lay a spell upon me," cried Jules; "you fill me with remorse."</p> +<p> "Poor love! destiny is stronger than we, and I am not the accomplice + of mine. I shall go out to-morrow."</p> +<p> "At what hour?" asked Jules.</p> +<p> "At half-past nine."</p> +<p> "Clemence," he said, "take every precaution; consult Doctor + Desplein and old Haudry."</p> +<p> "I shall consult nothing but my heart and my courage."</p> +<p> "I shall leave you free; you will not see me till twelve o'clock."</p> +<p> "Won't you keep me company this evening? I feel so much better."</p> +<p> After attending to some business, Jules returned to his wife,-- recalled by + her invincible attraction. His passion was stronger than his anguish.</p> +<p> The next day, at nine o'clock Jules left home, hurried to the rue des Enfants-Rouges, + went upstairs, and rang the bell of the widow Gruget's lodgings.</p> +<p> "Ah! you've kept your word, as true as the dawn. Come in, monsieur,"<br> + said the old woman when she saw him. "I've made you a cup of coffee with + cream," she added, when the door was closed. "Oh! real cream; I saw + it milked myself at the dairy we have in this very street."</p> +<p> "Thank you, no, madame, nothing. Take me at once--"</p> +<p> "Very good, monsieur. Follow me, this way."</p> +<p> She led him up into the room above her own, where she showed him, triumphantly, + an opening about the size of a two-franc piece, made during the night, in a + place, which, in each room, was above a wardrobe. In order to look through it, + Jules was forced to maintain himself in rather a fatiguing attitude, by standing + on a step-ladder which the widow had been careful to place there.</p> +<p> "There's a gentleman with him," she whispered, as she retired.</p> +<p> Jules then beheld a man employed in dressing a number of wounds on the shoulders + of Ferragus, whose head he recognized from the description given to him by Monsieur + de Maulincour.</p> +<p> "When do you think those wounds will heal?" asked Ferragus.</p> +<p> "I don't know," said the other man. "The doctors say those + wounds will require seven or eight more dressings."</p> +<p> "Well, then, good-bye until to-night," said Ferragus, holding out + his hand to the man, who had just replaced the bandage.</p> +<p> "Yes, to-night," said the other, pressing his hand cordially. "I + wish I could see you past your sufferings."</p> +<p> "To-morrow Monsieur de Funcal's papers will be delivered to us, and Henri + Bourignard will be dead forever," said Ferragus. "Those fatal marks + which have cost us so dear no longer exist. I shall become once more a social + being, a man among men, and more of a man than the sailor whom the fishes are + eating. God knows it is not for my own sake I have made myself a Portuguese + count!"</p> +<p> "Poor Gratien!--you, the wisest of us all, our beloved brother, the Benjamin + of the band; as you very well know."</p> +<p> "Adieu; keep an eye on Maulincour."</p> +<p> "You can rest easy on that score."</p> +<p> "Ho! stay, marquis," cried the convict.</p> +<p> "What is it?"</p> +<p> "Ida is capable of everything after the scene of last night. If she should + throw herself into the river, I would not fish her out. She knows the secret + of my name, and she'll keep it better there. But still, look after her; for + she is, in her way, a good girl."</p> +<p> "Very well."</p> +<p> The stranger departed. Ten minutes later Jules heard, with a feverish shudder, + the rustle of a silk gown, and almost recognized by their sound the steps of + his wife.</p> +<p> "Well, father," said Clemence, "my poor father, are you better? + What courage you have shown!"</p> +<p> "Come here, my child," replied Ferragus, holding out his hand to + her.</p> +<p> Clemence held her forehead to him and he kissed it.</p> +<p> "Now tell me, what is the matter, my little girl? What are these new + troubles?"</p> +<p> "Troubles, father! it concerns the life or death of the daughter you + have loved so much. Indeed you must, as I wrote you yesterday, you <i>must</i> + find a way to see my poor Jules to-day. If you knew how good he has been to + me, in spite of all suspicions apparently so legitimate.<br> + Father, my love is my very life. Would you see me die? Ah! I have suffered so + much that my life, I feel it! is in danger."</p> +<p> "And all because of the curiosity of that miserable Parisian?" cried + Ferragus. "I'd burn Paris down if I lost you, my daughter. Ha! you may + know what a lover is, but you don't yet know what a father can do."</p> +<p> "Father, you frighten me when you look at me in that way. Don't weigh + such different feelings in the same scales. I had a husband before I knew that + my father was living--"</p> +<p> "If your husband was the first to lay kisses on your forehead, I was + the first to drop tears upon it," replied Ferragus. "But don't feel + frightened, Clemence, speak to me frankly. I love you enough to rejoice in the + knowledge that you are happy, though I, your father, may have little place in + your heart, while you fill the whole of mine."</p> +<p> "Ah! what good such words do me! You make me love you more and more, + though I seem to rob something from my Jules. But, my kind father, think what + his sufferings are. What may I tell him to-day?"</p> +<p> "My child, do you think I waited for your letter to save you from this + threatened danger? Do you know what will become of those who venture to touch + your happiness, or come between us? Have you never been aware that a second + providence was guarding your life? Twelve men of power and intellect form a + phalanx round your love and your existence,-- ready to do all things to protect + you. Think of your father, who has risked death to meet you in the public promenades, + or see you asleep in your little bed in your mother's home, during the night-time. + Could such a father, to whom your innocent caresses give strength to live when + a man of honor ought to have died to escape his infamy, could <i>I</i>, in + short, I who breathe through your lips, and see with your eyes, and feel with + your heart, could I fail to defend with the claws of a lion and the soul of + a father, my only blessing, my life, my daughter? Since the death of that angel, + your mother, I have dreamed but of one thing,--the happiness of pressing you + to my heart in the face of the whole earth, of burying the convict,--" + He paused a moment, and then added: "--of giving you a father, a father + who could press without shame your husband's hand, who could live without fear + in both your hearts, who could say to all the world, 'This is my daughter,'--in + short, to be a happy father."</p> +<p> "Oh, father! father!"</p> +<p> "After infinite difficulty, after searching the whole globe,"<br> + continued Ferragus, "my friends have found me the skin of a dead man in + which to take my place once more in social life. A few days hence, I shall be + Monsieur de Funcal, a Portuguese count. Ah! my dear child, there are few men + of my age who would have had the patience to learn Portuguese and English, which + were spoken fluently by that devil of a sailor, who was drowned at sea."</p> +<p> "But, my dear father--"</p> +<p> "All has been foreseen, and prepared. A few days hence, his Majesty John + VI., King of Portugal will be my accomplice. My child, you must have a little + patience where your father has had so much. But ah! what would I not do to reward + your devotion for the last three years,-- coming religiously to comfort your + old father, at the risk of your own peace!"</p> +<p> "Father!" cried Clemence, taking his hands and kissing them.</p> +<p> "Come, my child, have courage still; keep my fatal secret a few days + longer, till the end is reached. Jules is not an ordinary man, I know; but are + we sure that his lofty character and his noble love may not impel him to dislike + the daughter of a--"</p> +<p> "Oh!" cried Clemence, "you have read my heart; I have no other + fear than that. The very thought turns me to ice," she added, in a heart- + rending tone. "But, father, think that I have promised him the truth in + two hours."</p> +<p> "If so, my daughter, tell him to go to the Portuguese embassy and see + the Comte de Funcal, your father. I will be there."</p> +<p> "But Monsieur de Maulincour has told him of Ferragus. Oh, father, what + torture, to deceive, deceive, deceive!"</p> +<p> "Need you say that to me? But only a few days more, and no living man + will be able to expose me. Besides, Monsieur de Maulincour is beyond the faculty + of remembering. Come, dry your tears, my silly child, and think--"</p> +<p> At this instant a terrible cry rang from the room in which Jules Desmarets + was stationed.</p> +<p> The clamor was heard by Madame Jules and Ferragus through the opening of the + wall, and struck them with terror.</p> +<p> "Go and see what it means, Clemence," said her father.</p> +<p> Clemence ran rapidly down the little staircase, found the door into Madame + Gruget's apartment wide open, heard the cries which echoed from the upper floor, + went up the stairs, guided by the noise of sobs, and caught these words before + she entered the fatal chamber:--</p> +<p> "You, monsieur, you, with your horrid inventions,--you are the cause + of her death!"</p> +<p> "Hush, miserable woman!" replied Jules, putting his handkerchief + on the mouth of the old woman, who began at once to cry out, "Murder!<br> + help!"</p> +<p> At this instant Clemence entered, saw her husband, uttered a cry, and fled + away.</p> +<p> "Who will save my child?" cried the widow Gruget. "You have + murdered her."</p> +<p> "How?" asked Jules, mechanically, for he was horror-struck at being + seen by his wife.</p> +<p> "Read that," said the old woman, giving him a letter. "Can + money or annuities console me for that?"</p> +<p> Farewell, mother! I bequeeth you what I have. I beg your pardon for my forlts, + and the last greef to which I put you by ending my life in the river. Henry, + who I love more than myself, says I have made his misfortune, and as he has + drifen me away, and I have lost all my hops of merrying him, I am going to droun + myself. I shall go abov Neuilly, so that they can't put me in the Morg. If Henry + does not hate me anny more after I am ded, ask him to berry a pore girl whose + hart beet for him only, and to forgif me, for I did rong to meddle in what didn't + consern me. Tak care of his wounds.<br> + How much he sufered, pore fellow! I shall have as much corage to kill myself + as he had to burn his bak. Carry home the corsets I have finished. And pray + God for your daughter.</p> +<p> Ida.</p> +<p> </p> +<p> "Take this letter to Monsieur de Funcal, who is upstairs," said + Jules.<br> + "He alone can save your daughter, if there is still time."</p> +<p> So saying he disappeared, running like a man who has committed a crime. His + legs trembled. The hot blood poured into his swelling heart in torrents greater + than at any other moment of his life, and left it again with untold violence. + Conflicting thoughts struggled in his mind, and yet one thought predominated,--he + had not been loyal to the being he loved most. It was impossible for him to + argue with his conscience, whose voice, rising high with conviction, came like + an echo of those inward cries of his love during the cruel hours of doubt he + had lately lived through.</p> +<p> He spent the greater part of the day wandering about Paris, for he dared not + go home. This man of integrity and honor feared to meet the spotless brow of + the woman he had misjudged. We estimate wrongdoing in proportion to the purity + of our conscience; the deed which is scarcely a fault in some hearts, takes + the proportions of a crime in certain unsullied souls. The slightest stain on + the white garment of a virgin makes it a thing ignoble as the rags of a mendicant. + Between the two the difference lies in the misfortune of the one, the wrong-doing + of the other. God never measures repentance; he never apportions it. As much + is needed to efface a spot as to obliterate the crimes of a lifetime. These + reflections fell with all their weight on Jules; passions, like human laws, + will not pardon, and their reasoning is more just; for are they not based upon + a conscience of their own as infallible as an instinct?</p> +<p> Jules finally came home pale, despondent, crushed beneath a sense of his wrong-doing, + and yet expressing in spite of himself the joy his wife's innocence had given + him. He entered her room all throbbing with emotion; she was in bed with a high + fever. He took her hand, kissed it, and covered it with tears.</p> +<p> "Dear angel," he said, when they were alone, "it is repentance."</p> +<p> "And for what?" she answered.</p> +<p> As she made that reply, she laid her head back upon the pillow, closed her + eyes, and remained motionless, keeping the secret of her sufferings that she + might not frighten her husband,--the tenderness of a mother, the delicacy of + an angel! All the woman was in her answer.</p> +<p> The silence lasted long. Jules, thinking her asleep, went to question Josephine + as to her mistress's condition.</p> +<p> "Madame came home half-dead, monsieur. We sent at once for Monsieur Haudry."</p> +<p> "Did he come? What did he say?"</p> +<p> "He said nothing, monsieur. He did not seem satisfied; gave orders that + no one should go near madame except the nurse, and said he should come back + this evening."</p> +<p> Jules returned softly to his wife's room and sat down in a chair before the + bed. There he remained, motionless, with his eyes fixed on those of Clemence. + When she raised her eyelids she saw him, and through those lids passed a tender + glance, full of passionate love, free from reproach and bitterness,--a look + which fell like a flame of fire upon the heart of that husband, nobly absolved + and forever loved by the being whom he had killed. The presentiment of death + struck both their minds with equal force. Their looks were blended in one anguish, + as their hearts had long been blended in one love, felt equally by both, and + shared equally. No questions were uttered; a horrible certainty was there,--in + the wife an absolute generosity; in the husband an awful remorse; then, in both + souls the same vision of the end, the same conviction of fatality.</p> +<p> There came a moment when, thinking his wife asleep, Jules kissed her softly + on the forehead; then after long contemplation of that cherished face, he said:--</p> +<p> "Oh God! leave me this angel still a little while that I may blot out + my wrong by love and adoration. As a daughter, she is sublime; as a wife, what + word can express her?"</p> +<p> Clemence raised her eyes; they were full of tears.</p> +<p> "You pain me," she said, in a feeble voice.</p> +<p> It was getting late; Doctor Haudry came, and requested the husband to withdraw + during his visit. When the doctor left the sick-room Jules asked him no question; + one gesture was enough.</p> +<p> "Call in consultation any physician in whom you place confidence; I may + be wrong."</p> +<p> "Doctor, tell me the truth. I am a man, and I can bear it. Besides, I + have the deepest interest in knowing it; I have certain affairs to settle."</p> +<p> "Madame Jules is dying," said the physician. "There is some + moral malady which has made great progress, and it has complicated her physical + condition, which was already dangerous, and made still more so by her great + imprudence. To walk about barefooted at night! to go out when I forbade it! + on foot yesterday in the rain, to-day in a carriage! She must have meant to + kill herself. But still, my judgment is not final; she has youth, and a most + amazing nervous strength. It may be best to risk all to win all by employing + some violent reagent.<br> + But I will not take upon myself to order it; nor will I advise it; in consultation + I shall oppose it."</p> +<p> Jules returned to his wife. For eleven days and eleven nights he remained + beside her bed, taking no sleep during the day when he laid his head upon the + foot of the bed. No man ever pushed the jealousy of care and the craving for + devotion to such an extreme as he. He could not endure that the slightest service + should be done by others for his wife. There were days of uncertainty, false + hopes, now a little better, then a crisis,--in short, all the horrible mutations + of death as it wavers, hesitates, and finally strikes. Madame Jules always found + strength to smile at her husband. She pitied him, knowing that soon he would + be alone. It was a double death,--that of life, that of love; but life grew + feebler, and love grew mightier. One frightful night there was, when Clemence + passed through that delirium which precedes the death of youth. She talked of + her happy love, she talked of her father; she related her mother's revelations + on her death-bed, and the obligations that mother had laid upon her. She struggled, + not for life, but for her love which she could not leave.</p> +<p> "Grant, O God!" she said, "that he may not know I want him + to die with me."</p> +<p> Jules, unable to bear the scene, was at that moment in the adjoining room, + and did not hear the prayer, which he would doubtless have fulfilled.</p> +<p> When this crisis was over, Madame Jules recovered some strength. The next + day she was beautiful and tranquil; hope seemed to come to her; she adorned + herself, as the dying often do. Then she asked to be alone all day, and sent + away her husband with one of those entreaties made so earnestly that they are + granted as we grant the prayer of a little child.</p> +<p> Jules, indeed, had need of this day. He went to Monsieur de Maulincour to + demand the satisfaction agreed upon between them. It was not without great difficulty + that he succeeded in reaching the presence of the author of these misfortunes; + but the vidame, when he learned that the visit related to an affair of honor, + obeyed the precepts of his whole life, and himself took Jules into the baron's + chamber.</p> +<p> Monsieur Desmarets looked about him in search of his antagonist.</p> +<p> "Yes! that is really he," said the vidame, motioning to a man who + was sitting in an arm-chair beside the fire.</p> +<p> "Who is it? Jules?" said the dying man in a broken voice.</p> +<p> Auguste had lost the only faculty that makes us live--memory. Jules Desmarets + recoiled with horror at this sight. He could not even recognize the elegant + young man in that thing without--as Bossuet said--a name in any language. It + was, in truth, a corpse with whitened hair, its bones scarce covered with a + wrinkled, blighted, withered skin,--a corpse with white eyes motionless, mouth + hideously gaping, like those of idiots or vicious men killed by excesses. No + trace of intelligence remained upon that brow, nor in any feature; nor was there + in that flabby flesh either color or the faintest appearance of circulating + blood. Here was a shrunken, withered creature brought to the state of those + monsters we see preserved in museums, floating in alchohol. Jules fancied that + he saw above that face the terrible head of Ferragus, and his own anger was + silenced by such a vengeance. The husband found pity in his heart for the vacant + wreck of what was once a man.</p> +<p> "The duel has taken place," said the vidame.</p> +<p> "But he has killed many," answered Jules, sorrowfully.</p> +<p> "And many dear ones," added the old man. "His grandmother is + dying; and I shall follow her soon into the grave."</p> +<p> On the morrow of this day, Madame Jules grew worse from hour to hour.<br> + She used a moment's strength to take a letter from beneath her pillow, and gave + it eagerly to her husband with a sign that was easy to understand,--she wished + to give him, in a kiss, her last breath. He took it, and she died. Jules fell + half-dead himself and was taken to his brother's house. There, as he deplored + in tears his absence of the day before, his brother told him that this separation + was eagerly desired by Clemence, who wished to spare him the sight of the religious + paraphernalia, so terrible to tender imaginations, which the Church displays + when conferring the last sacraments upon the dying.</p> +<p> "You could not have borne it," said his brother. "I could hardly + bear the sight myself, and all the servants wept. Clemence was like a saint. + She gathered strength to bid us all good-bye, and that voice, heard for the + last time, rent our hearts. When she asked pardon for the pain she might unwillingly + have caused her servants, there were cries and sobs and--"</p> +<p> "Enough! enough!" said Jules.</p> +<p> He wanted to be alone, that he might read the last words of the woman whom + all had loved, and who had passed away like a flower.</p> +<p> "My beloved, this is my last will. Why should we not make wills for the + treasures of our hearts, as for our worldly property? Was not my love my property, + my all? I mean here to dispose of my love: it was the only fortune of your Clemence, + and it is all that she can leave you in dying. Jules, you love me still, and + I die happy. The doctors may explain my death as they think best; I alone know + the true cause. I shall tell it to you, whatever pain it may cause you. I cannot + carry with me, in a heart all yours, a secret which you do not share, although + I die the victim of an enforced silence.</p> +<p> "Jules, I was nurtured and brought up in the deepest solitude, far from + the vices and the falsehoods of the world, by the loving woman whom you knew. + Society did justice to her conventional charm, for that is what pleases society; + but I knew secretly her precious soul, I could cherish the mother who made my + childhood a joy without bitterness, and I knew why I cherished her. Was not + that to love doubly? Yes, I loved her, I feared her, I respected her; yet nothing + oppressed my heart, neither fear nor respect. I was all in all to her; she was + all in all to me. For nineteen happy years, without a care, my soul, solitary + amid the world which muttered round me, reflected only her pure image; my heart + beat for her and through her. I was scrupulously pious; I found pleasure in + being innocent before God. My mother cultivated all noble and self-respecting + sentiments in me. Ah! it gives me happiness to tell you, Jules, that I now know + I was indeed a young girl, and that I came to you virgin in heart.</p> +<p> "When I left that absolute solitude, when, for the first time, I braided + my hair and crowned it with almond blossoms, when I added, with delight, a few + satin knots to my white dress, thinking of the world I was to see, and which + I was curious to see--Jules, that innocent and modest coquetry was done for + you! Yes, as I entered the world, I saw <i>you</i> first of all. Your face, + I remarked it; it stood out from the rest; your person pleased me; your voice, + your manners all inspired me with pleasant presentiments. When you came up, + when you spoke to me, the color on your forehead, the tremble in your voice,--that + moment gave me memories with which I throb as I now write to you, as I now, + for the last time, think of them.<br> + Our love was at first the keenest of sympathies, but it was soon discovered + by each of us and then, as speedily, shared; just as, in after times, we have + both equally felt and shared innumerable happinesses. From that moment my mother + was only second in my heart. Next, I was yours, all yours. There is my life, + and all my life, dear husband.</p> +<p> "And here is what remains for me to tell you. One evening, a few days + before my mother's death, she revealed to me the secret of her life,--not without + burning tears. I have loved you better since the day I learned from the priest + as he absolved my mother that there are passions condemned by the world and + by the Church.<br> + But surely God will not be severe when they are the sins of souls as tender + as that of my mother; only, that dear woman could never bring herself to repent. + She loved much, Jules; she was all love.<br> + So I have prayed daily for her, but never judged her.</p> +<p> "That night I learned the cause of her deep maternal tenderness; then + I also learned that there was in Paris a man whose life and whose love centred + on me; that your fortune was his doing, and that he loved you. I learned also + that he was exiled from society and bore a tarnished name; but that he was more + unhappy for me, for us, than for himself. My mother was all his comfort; she + was dying, and I promised to take her place. With all the ardor of a soul whose + feelings had never been perverted, I saw only the happiness of softening the + bitterness of my mother's last moments, and I pledged myself to continue her + work of secret charity,--the charity of the heart. The first time that I saw + my father was beside the bed where my mother had just expired. When he raised + his tearful eyes, it was to see in me a revival of his dead hopes.<br> + I had sworn, not to tell a lie, but to keep silence; and that silence what woman + could have broken it?</p> +<p> "There is my fault, Jules,--a fault which I expiate by death. I doubted + you. But fear is so natural to a woman; above all, a woman who knows what it + is that she may lose. I trembled for our love.<br> + My father's secret seemed to me the death of my happiness; and the more I loved, + the more I feared. I dared not avow this feeling to my father; it would have + wounded him, and in his situation a wound was agony. But, without a word from + me, he shared my fears. That fatherly heart trembled for my happiness as much + as I trembled for myself; but it dared not speak, obeying the same delicacy + that kept me mute. Yes, Jules, I believed that you could not love the daughter + of Gratien Bourignard as you loved your Clemence. Without that terror could + I have kept back anything from you,--you who live in every fold of my heart?</p> +<p> "The day when that odious, unfortunate young officer spoke to you, I + was forced to lie. That day, for the second time in my life, I knew what pain + was; that pain has steadily increased until this moment, when I speak with you + for the last time. What matters now my father's position? You know all. I could, + by the help of my love, have conquered my illness and borne its sufferings; + but I cannot stifle the voice of doubt. Is it not probable that my origin would + affect the purity of your love and weaken it, diminish it? That fear nothing + has been able to quench in me.<br> + There, Jules, is the cause of my death. I cannot live fearing a word, a look,--a + word you may never say, a look you may never give; but, I cannot help it, I + fear them. I die beloved; there is my consolation.</p> +<p> "I have known, for the last three years, that my father and his friends + have well-nigh moved the world to deceive the world. That I might have a station + in life, they have bought a dead man, a reputation, a fortune, so that a living + man might live again, restored; and all this for you, for us. We were never + to have known of it. Well, my death will save my father from that falsehood, + for he will not survive me.</p> +<p> "Farewell, Jules, my heart is all here. To show you my love in its agony + of fear, is not that bequeathing my whole soul to you? I could never have the + strength to speak to you; I have only enough to write. I have just confessed + to God the sins of my life. I have promised to fill my mind with the King of + Heaven only; but I must confess to him who is, for me, the whole of earth. Alas! + shall I not be pardoned for this last sigh between the life that was and the + life that shall be? Farewell, my Jules, my loved one! I go to God, with whom + is Love without a cloud, to whom you will follow me. There, before his throne, + united forever, we may love each other throughout the ages. This hope alone + can comfort me. If I am worthy of being there at once, I will follow you through + life. My soul shall bear your company; it will wrap you about, for <i>you</i> + must stay here still,--ah! here below. Lead a holy life that you may the more + surely come to me. You can do such good upon this earth! Is it not an angel's + mission for the suffering soul to shed happiness about him,--to give to others + that which he has not? I bequeath you to the Unhappy. Their smiles, their tears, + are the only ones of which I cannot be jealous. We shall find a charm in sweet + beneficence. Can we not live together still if you would join my name--your + Clemence--in these good works?</p> +<p> "After loving as we have loved, there is naught but God, Jules.<br> + God does not lie; God never betrays. Adore him only, I charge you!<br> + Lead those who suffer up to him; comfort the sorrowing members of his Church. + Farewell, dear soul that I have filled! I know you; you will never love again. + I may die happy in the thought that makes all women happy. Yes, my grave will + be your heart. After this childhood I have just related, has not my life flowed + on within that heart? Dead, you will never drive me forth. I am proud of that + rare life! You will know me only in the flower of my youth; I leave you regrets + without disillusions. Jules, it is a happy death.</p> +<p> "You, who have so fully understood me, may I ask one thing more of you,--superfluous + request, perhaps, the fulfilment of a woman's fancy, the prayer of a jealousy + we all must feel,--I pray you to burn all that especially belonged to <i>us</i>, + destroy our chamber, annihilate all that is a memory of our happiness.</p> +<p> "Once more, farewell,--the last farewell! It is all love, and so will + be my parting thought, my parting breath."</p> +<p> When Jules had read that letter there came into his heart one of those wild + frenzies of which it is impossible to describe the awful anguish.<br> + All sorrows are individual; their effects are not subjected to any fixed rule. + Certain men will stop their ears to hear nothing; some women close their eyes + hoping never to see again; great and splendid souls are met with who fling themselves + into sorrow as into an abyss.<br> + In the matter of despair, all is true.</p> +<h2 align="center"> </h2> +<h2 align="center"> </h2> +<h2 align="center"> CHAPTER V</h2> +<h3 align="center"> CONCLUSION</h3> +<p> </p> +<p> Jules escaped from his brother's house and returned home, wishing to pass + the night beside his wife, and see till the last moment that celestial creature. + As he walked along with an indifference to life known only to those who have + reached the last degree of wretchedness, he thought of how, in India, the law + ordained that widows should die; he longed to die. He was not yet crushed; the + fever of his grief was still upon him. He reached his home and went up into + the sacred chamber; he saw his Clemence on the bed of death, beautiful, like + a saint, her hair smoothly laid upon her forehead, her hands joined, her body + wrapped already in its shroud. Tapers were lighted, a priest was praying, Josephine + kneeling in a corner, wept, and, near the bed, were two men. One was Ferragus. + He stood erect, motionless, gazing at his daughter with dry eyes; his head you + might have taken for bronze: he did not see Jules.<br> +</p> +<p> The other man was Jacquet,--Jacquet, to whom Madame Jules had been ever kind. + Jacquet felt for her one of those respectful friendships which rejoice the untroubled + heart; a gentle passion; love without its desires and its storms. He had come + to pay his debt of tears, to bid a long adieu to the wife of his friend, to + kiss, for the first time, the icy brow of the woman he had tacitly made his + sister.</p> +<p> All was silence. Here death was neither terrible as in the churches, nor pompous + as it makes its way along the streets; no, it was death in the home, a tender + death; here were pomps of the heart, tears drawn from the eyes of all. Jules + sat down beside Jacquet and pressed his hand; then, without uttering a word, + all these persons remained as they were till morning.</p> +<p> When daylight paled the tapers, Jacquet, foreseeing the painful scenes which + would then take place, drew Jules away into another room. At this moment the + husband looked at the father, and Ferragus looked at Jules. The two sorrows + arraigned each other, measured each other, and comprehended each other in that + look. A flash of fury shone for an instant in the eyes of Ferragus.</p> +<p> "You killed her," thought he.</p> +<p> "Why was I distrusted?" seemed the answer of the husband.</p> +<p> The scene was one that might have passed between two tigers recognizing the + futility of a struggle and, after a moment's hesitation, turning away, without + even a roar.</p> +<p> "Jacquet," said Jules, "have you attended to everything?"</p> +<p> "Yes, to everything," replied his friend, "but a man had forestalled + me who had ordered and paid for all."</p> +<p> "He tears his daughter from me!" cried the husband, with the violence + of despair.</p> +<p> Jules rushed back to his wife's room; but the father was there no longer. + Clemence had now been placed in a leaden coffin, and workmen were employed in + soldering the cover. Jules returned, horrified by the sight; the sound of the + hammers the men were using made him mechanically burst into tears.</p> +<p> "Jacquet," he said, "out of this dreadful night one idea has + come to me, only one, but one I must make a reality at any price. I cannot let + Clemence stay in any cemetery in Paris. I wish to burn her,--to gather her ashes + and keep her with me. Say nothing of this, but manage on my behalf to have it + done. I am going to <i>her</i> chamber, where I shall stay until the time + has come to go. You alone may come in there to tell me what you have done. Go, + and spare nothing."</p> +<p> During the morning, Madame Jules, after lying in a mortuary chapel at the + door of her house, was taken to Saint-Roch. The church was hung with black throughout. + The sort of luxury thus displayed had drawn a crowd; for in Paris all things + are sights, even true grief. There are people who stand at their windows to + see how a son deplores a mother as he follows her body; there are others who + hire commodious seats to see how a head is made to fall. No people in the world + have such insatiate eyes as the Parisians. On this occasion, inquisitive minds + were particularly surprised to see the six lateral chapels at Saint- Roch also + hung in black. Two men in mourning were listening to a mortuary mass said in + each chapel. In the chancel no other persons but Monsieur Desmarets, the notary, + and Jacquet were present; the servants of the household were outside the screen. + To church loungers there was something inexplicable in so much pomp and so few + mourners. But Jules had been determined that no indifferent persons should be + present at the ceremony.</p> +<p> High mass was celebrated with the sombre magnificence of funeral services. + Beside the ministers in ordinary of Saint-Roch, thirteen priests from other + parishes were present. Perhaps never did the <i>Dies irae </i>produce upon + Christians, assembled by chance, by curiosity, and thirsting for emotions, an + effect so profound, so nervously glacial as that now caused by this hymn when + the eight voices of the precentors, accompanied by the voices of the priests + and the choir-boys, intoned it alternately. From the six lateral chapels twelve + other childish voices rose shrilly in grief, mingling with the choir voices + lamentably. From all parts of the church this mourning issued; cries of anguish + responded to the cries of fear. That terrible music was the voice of sorrows + hidden from the world, of secret friendships weeping for the dead. Never, in + any human religion, have the terrors of the soul, violently torn from the body + and stormily shaken in presence of the fulminating majesty of God, been rendered + with such force. Before that clamor of clamors all artists and their most passionate + compositions must bow humiliated. No, nothing can stand beside that hymn, which + sums all human passions, gives them a galvanic life beyond the coffin, and leaves + them, palpitating still, before the living and avenging God. These cries of + childhood, mingling with the tones of older voices, including thus in the Song + of Death all human life and its developments, recalling the sufferings of the + cradle, swelling to the griefs of other ages in the stronger male voices and + the quavering of the priests,--all this strident harmony, big with lightning + and thunderbolts, does it not speak with equal force to the daring imagination, + the coldest heart, nay, to philosophers themselves? As we hear it, we think + God speaks; the vaulted arches of no church are mere material; they have a voice, + they tremble, they scatter fear by the might of their echoes. We think we see + unnumbered dead arising and holding out their hands. It is no more a father, + a wife, a child,-- humanity itself is rising from its dust.</p> +<p> It is impossible to judge of the catholic, apostolic, and Roman faith, unless + the soul has known that deepest grief of mourning for a loved one lying beneath + the pall; unless it has felt the emotions that fill the heart, uttered by that + Hymn of Despair, by those cries that crush the mind, by that sacred fear augmenting + strophe by strophe, ascending heavenward, which terrifies, belittles, and elevates + the soul, and leaves within our minds, as the last sound ceases, a consciousness + of immortality. We have met and struggled with the vast idea of the Infinite. + After that, all is silent in the church. No word is said; sceptics themselves<i> + know not what they are feeling</i>. Spanish genius alone was able to bring + this untold majesty to untold griefs.</p> +<p> When the solemn ceremony was over, twelve men came from the six chapels and + stood around the coffin to hear the song of hope which the Church intones for + the Christian soul before the human form is buried.<br> + Then, each man entered alone a mourning-coach; Jacquet and Monsieur Desmarets + took the thirteenth; the servants followed on foot. An hour later, they were + at the summit of that cemetery popularly called Pere- Lachaise. The unknown + twelve men stood in a circle round the grave, where the coffin had been laid + in presence of a crowd of loiterers gathered from all parts of this public garden. + After a few short prayers the priest threw a handful of earth on the remains + of this woman, and the grave-diggers, having asked for their fee, made haste + to fill the grave in order to dig another.</p> +<p> Here this history seems to end; but perhaps it would be incomplete if, after + giving a rapid sketch of Parisian life, and following certain of its capricious + undulations, the effects of death were omitted. Death in Paris is unlike death + in any other capital; few persons know the trials of true grief in its struggle + with civilization, and the government of Paris. Perhaps, also, Monsieur Jules + and Ferragus XXIII.<br> + may have proved sufficiently interesting to make a few words on their after + life not entirely out of place. Besides, some persons like to be told all, and + wish, as one of our cleverest critics has remarked, to know by what chemical + process oil was made to burn in Aladdin's lamp.</p> +<p> Jacquet, being a government employee, naturally applied to the authorities + for permission to exhume the body of Madame Jules and burn it. He went to see + the prefect of police, under whose protection the dead sleep. That functionary + demanded a petition. The blank was brought that gives to sorrow its proper administrative + form; it was necessary to employ the bureaucratic jargon to express the wishes + of a man so crushed that words, perhaps, were lacking to him, and it was also + necessary to coldly and briefly repeat on the margin the nature of the request, + which was done in these words: "The petitioner respectfully asks for the + incineration of his wife."</p> +<p> When the official charged with making the report to the Councillor of State + and prefect of police read that marginal note, explaining the object of the + petition, and couched, as requested, in the plainest terms, he said:--</p> +<p> "This is a serious matter! my report cannot be ready under eight days."</p> +<p> Jules, to whom Jacquet was obliged to speak of this delay, comprehended the + words that Ferragus had said in his hearing, "I'll burn Paris!" Nothing + seemed to him now more natural than to annihilate that receptacle of monstrous + things.</p> +<p> "But," he said to Jacquet, "you must go to the minister of + the Interior, and get your minister to speak to him."</p> +<p> Jacquet went to the minister of the Interior, and asked an audience; it was + granted, but the time appointed was two weeks later. Jacquet was a persistent + man. He travelled from bureau to bureau, and finally reached the private secretary + of the minister of the Interior, to whom he had made the private secretary of + his own minister say a word.<br> + These high protectors aiding, he obtained for the morrow a second interview, + in which, being armed with a line from the autocrat of Foreign affairs to the + pacha of the Interior, Jacquet hoped to carry the matter by assault. He was + ready with reasons, and answers to peremptory questions,--in short, he was armed + at all points; but he failed.</p> +<p> "This matter does not concern me," said the minister; "it belongs + to the prefect of police. Besides, there is no law giving a husband any legal + right to the body of his wife, nor to fathers those of their children. The matter + is serious. There are questions of public utility involved which will have to + be examined. The interests of the city of Paris might suffer. Therefore if the + matter depended on me, which it does not, I could not decide <i>hic et nunc</i>; + I should require a report."</p> +<p> A <i>report</i> is to the present system of administration what limbo or + hades is to Christianity. Jacquet knew very well the mania for "reports"; + he had not waited until this occasion to groan at that bureaucratic absurdity. + He knew that since the invasion into public business of the <i>Report</i> + (an administrative revolution consummated in 1804) there was never known a single + minister who would take upon himself to have an opinion or to decide the slightest + matter, unless that opinion or matter had been winnowed, sifted, and plucked + to bits by the paper-spoilers, quill-drivers, and splendid intellects of his + particular bureau. Jacquet--he was one of those who are worthy of Plutarch as + biographer--saw that he had made a mistake in his management of the affair, + and had, in fact, rendered it impossible by trying to proceed legally. The thing + he should have done was to have taken Madame Jules to one of Desmaret's estates + in the country; and there, under the good-natured authority of some village + mayor to have gratified the sorrowful longing of his friend. Law, constitutional + and administrative, begets nothing; it is a barren monster for peoples, for + kings, and for private interests. But the peoples decipher no principles but + those that are writ in blood, and the evils of legality will always be pacific; + it flattens a nation down, that is all.<br> + Jacquet, a man of modern liberty, returned home reflecting on the benefits of + arbitrary power.</p> +<p> When he went with his report to Jules, he found it necessary to deceive him, + for the unhappy man was in a high fever, unable to leave his bed. The minister + of the Interior mentioned, at a ministerial dinner that same evening, the singular + fancy of a Parisian in wishing to burn his wife after the manner of the Romans. + The clubs of Paris took up the subject, and talked for a while of the burials + of antiquity. Ancient things were just then becoming a fashion, and some persons + declared that it would be a fine thing to re-establish, for distinguished persons, + the funeral pyre. This opinion had its defenders and its detractors. Some said + that there were too many such personages, and the price of wood would be enormously + increased by such a custom; moreover, it would be absurd to see our ancestors + in their urns in the procession at Longchamps. And if the urns were valuable, + they were likely some day to be sold at auction, full of respectable ashes, + or seized by creditors,--a race of men who respected nothing. The other side + made answer that our ancestors were much safer in urns than at Pere-Lachaise, + for before very long the city of Paris would be compelled to order a Saint-Bartholomew + against its dead, who were invading the neighboring country, and threatening + to invade the territory of Brie. It was, in short, one of those futile but witty + discussions which sometimes cause deep and painful wounds.<br> + Happily for Jules, he knew nothing of the conversations, the witty speeches, + and arguments which his sorrow had furnished to the tongues of Paris.</p> +<p> The prefect of police was indignant that Monsieur Jacquet had appealed to + a minister to avoid the wise delays of the commissioners of the public highways; + for the exhumation of Madame Jules was a question belonging to that department. + The police bureau was doing its best to reply promptly to the petition; one + appeal was quite sufficient to set the office in motion, and once in motion + matters would go far. But as for the administration, that might take the case + before the Council of state,--a machine very difficult indeed to move.</p> +<p> After the second day Jacquet was obliged to tell his friend that he must renounce + his desire, because, in a city where the number of tears shed on black draperies + is tariffed, where the laws recognize seven classes of funerals, where the scrap + of ground to hold the dead is sold at its weight in silver, where grief is worked + for what it is worth, where the prayers of the Church are costly, and the vestry + claim payment for extra voices in the <i>Dies irae,</i>--all attempt to get + out of the rut prescribed by the authorities for sorrow is useless and impossible.</p> +<p> "It would have been to me," said Jules, "a comfort in my misery. + I meant to have died away from here, and I hoped to hold her in my arms in a + distant grave. I did not know that bureaucracy could send its claws into our + very coffins."</p> +<p> He now wished to see if room had been left for him beside his wife.<br> + The two friends went to the cemetery. When they reached it they found (as at + the doors of museums, galleries, and coach-offices) <i>ciceroni</i>, who proposed + to guide them through the labyrinth of Pere-Lachaise.<br> + Neither Jules nor Jacquet could have found the spot where Clemence lay. Ah, + frightful anguish! They went to the lodge to consult the porter of the cemetery. + The dead have a porter, and there are hours when the dead are "not receiving." + It is necessary to upset all the rules and regulations of the upper and lower + police to obtain permission to weep at night, in silence and solitude, over + the grave where a loved one lies. There's a rule for summer and a rule for winter + about this.</p> +<p> Certainly, of all the porters in Paris, the porter of Pere-Lachaise is the + luckiest. In the first place, he has no gate-cord to pull; then, instead of + a lodge, he has a house,--an establishment which is not quite ministerial, although + a vast number of persons come under his administration, and a good many employees. + And this governor of the dead has a salary, with emoluments, and acts under + powers of which none complain; he plays despot at his ease. His lodge is not + a place of business, though it has departments where the book-keeping of receipts, + expenses, and profits, is carried on. The man is not a <i>suisse</i>, nor + a concierge, nor actually a porter. The gate which admits the dead stands wide + open; and though there are monuments and buildings to be cared for, he is not + a care-taker. In short, he is an indefinable anomaly, an authority which participates + in all, and yet is nothing,--an authority placed, like the dead on whom it is + based, outside of all. Nevertheless, this exceptional man grows out of the city + of Paris,--that chimerical creation like the ship which is its emblem, that + creature of reason moving on a thousand paws which are seldom unanimous in motion.</p> +<p> This guardian of the cemetery may be called a concierge who has reached the + condition of a functionary, not soluble by dissolution!<br> + His place is far from being a sinecure. He does not allow any one to be buried + without a permit; he must count his dead. He points out to you in this vast + field the six feet square of earth where you will one day put all you love, + or all you hate, a mistress, or a cousin. Yes, remember this: all the feelings + and emotions of Paris come to end here, at this porter's lodge, where they are + administrationized. This man has registers in which his dead are booked; they + are in their graves, and also on his records. He has under him keepers, gardeners, + grave-diggers, and their assistants. He is a personage. Mourning hearts do not + speak to him at first. He does not appear at all except in serious cases, such + as one corpse mistaken for another, a murdered body, an exhumation, a dead man + coming to life. The bust of the reigning king is in his hall; possibly he keeps + the late royal, imperial, and quasi-royal busts in some cupboard,--a sort of + little Pere-Lachaise all ready for revolutions. In short, he is a public man, + an excellent man, good husband and good father,--epitaph apart. But so many + diverse sentiments have passed before him on biers; he has seen so many tears, + true and false; he has beheld sorrow under so many aspects and on so many faces; + he has heard such endless thousands of eternal woes,--that to him sorrow has + come to be nothing more than a stone an inch thick, four feet long, and twenty-four + inches wide. As for regrets, they are the annoyances of his office; he neither + breakfasts nor dines without first wiping off the rain of an inconsolable affliction. + He is kind and tender to other feelings; he will weep over a stage-hero, over + Monsieur Germeuil in the "Auberge des Adrets," the man with the butter-colored + breeches, murdered by Macaire; but his heart is ossified in the matter of real + dead men.<br> + Dead men are ciphers, numbers, to him; it is his business to organize death. + Yet he does meet, three times in a century, perhaps, with an occasion when his + part becomes sublime, and then he <i>is</i> sublime through every hour of + his day,--in times of pestilence.</p> +<p> When Jacquet approached him this absolute monarch was evidently out of temper.</p> +<p> "I told you," he was saying, "to water the flowers from the + rue Massena to the place Regnault de Saint-Jean-d'Angely. You paid no attention + to me! <i>Sac-a-papier</i>! suppose the relations should take it into their + heads to come here to-day because the weather is fine, what would they say to + me? They'd shriek as if they were burned; they'd say horrid things of us, and + calumniate us--"</p> +<p> "Monsieur," said Jacquet, "we want to know where Madame Jules + is buried."</p> +<p> "Madame Jules <i>who</i>?" he asked. "We've had three Madame + Jules within the last week. Ah," he said, interrupting himself, "here + comes the funeral of Monsieur le Baron de Maulincour! A fine procession, that!<br> + He has soon followed his grandmother. Some families, when they begin to go, + rattle down like a wager. Lots of bad blood in Parisians."</p> +<p> "Monsieur," said Jacquet, touching him on the arm, "the person + I spoke of is Madame Jules Desmarets, the wife of the broker of that name."</p> +<p> "Ah, I know!" he replied, looking at Jacquet. "Wasn't it a + funeral with thirteen mourning coaches, and only one mourner in the twelve first? + It was so droll we all noticed it--"</p> +<p> "Monsieur, take care, Monsieur Desmarets is with me; he might hear you, + and what you say is not seemly."</p> +<p> "I beg pardon, monsieur! you are quite right. Excuse me, I took you for + heirs. Monsieur," he continued, after consulting a plan of the cemetery, + "Madame Jules is in the rue Marechal Lefebre, alley No. 4, between Mademoiselle + Raucourt, of the Comedie-Francaise, and Monsieur Moreau-Malvin, a butcher, for + whom a handsome tomb in white marble has been ordered, which will be one of + the finest in the cemetery--"</p> +<p> "Monsieur," said Jacquet, interrupting him, "that does not + help us."</p> +<p> "True," said the official, looking round him. "Jean," + he cried, to a man whom he saw at a little distance, "conduct these gentlemen + to the grave of Madame Jules Desmarets, the broker's wife. You know where it + is,--near to Mademoiselle Raucourt, the tomb where there's a bust."</p> +<p> The two friends followed the guide; but they did not reach the steep path + which leads to the upper part of the cemetery without having to pass through + a score of proposals and requests, made, with honied softness, by the touts + of marble-workers, iron-founders, and monumental sculptors.</p> +<p> "If monsieur would like to order <i>something</i>, we would do it on + the most reasonable terms."</p> +<p> Jacquet was fortunate enough to be able to spare his friend the hearing of + these proposals so agonizing to bleeding hearts; and presently they reached + the resting-place. When Jules beheld the earth so recently dug, into which the + masons had stuck stakes to mark the place for the stone posts required to support + the iron railing, he turned, and leaned upon Jacquet's shoulder, raising himself + now and again to cast long glances at the clay mound where he was forced to + leave the remains of the being in and by whom he still lived.</p> +<p> "How miserably she lies there!" he said.</p> +<p> "But she is not there," said Jacquet, "she is in your memory. + Come, let us go; let us leave this odious cemetery, where the dead are adorned + like women for a ball."</p> +<p> "Suppose we take her away?"</p> +<p> "Can it be done?"</p> +<p> "All things can be done!" cried Jules. "So, I shall lie there," + he added, after a pause. "There is room enough."</p> +<p> Jacquet finally succeeded in getting him to leave the great enclosure, divided + like a chessboard by iron railings and elegant compartments, in which were tombs + decorated with palms, inscriptions, and tears as cold as the stones on which + sorrowing hearts had caused to be carved their regrets and coats of arms. Many + good words are there engraved in black letters, epigrams reproving the curious, + <i>concetti</i>, wittily turned farewells, rendezvous given at which only + one side appears, pretentious biographies, glitter, rubbish and tinsel. Here + the floriated thyrsus, there a lance-head, farther on Egyptian urns, now and + then a few cannon; on all sides the emblems of professions, and every style + of art,--Moorish, Greek, Gothic,--friezes, ovules, paintings, vases, guardian-angels, + temples, together with innumerable <i>immortelles</i>, and dead rose-bushes. + It is a forlorn comedy! It is another Paris, with its streets, its signs, its + industries, and its lodgings; but a Paris seen through the diminishing end of + an opera- glass, a microscopic Paris reduced to the littleness of shadows, spectres, + dead men, a human race which no longer has anything great about it, except its + vanity. There Jules saw at his feet, in the long valley of the Seine, between + the slopes of Vaugirard and Meudon and those of Belleville and Montmartre, the + real Paris, wrapped in a misty blue veil produced by smoke, which the sunlight + tendered at that moment diaphanous. He glanced with a constrained eye at those + forty thousand houses, and said, pointing to the space comprised between the + column of the Place Vendome and the gilded cupola of the Invalides:--</p> +<p> "She was wrenched from me there by the fatal curiosity of that world + which excites itself and meddles solely for excitement and occupation."</p> +<p> Twelve miles from where they were, on the banks of the Seine, in a modest + village lying on the slope of a hill of that long hilly basin the middle of + which great Paris stirs like a child in its cradle, a death scene was taking + place, far indeed removed from Parisian pomps, with no accompaniment of torches + or tapers or mourning-coaches, without prayers of the Church, in short, a death + in all simplicity.<br> + Here are the facts: The body of a young girl was found early in the morning, + stranded on the river-bank in the slime and reeds of the Seine. Men employed + in dredging sand saw it as they were getting into their frail boat on their + way to their work.</p> +<p> "<i>Tiens</i>! fifty francs earned!" said one of them.</p> +<p> "True," said the other.</p> +<p> They approached the body.</p> +<p> "A handsome girl! We had better go and make our statement."</p> +<p> And the two dredgers, after covering the body with their jackets, went to + the house of the village mayor, who was much embarrassed at having to make out + the legal papers necessitated by this discovery.</p> +<p> The news of this event spread with the telegraphic rapidity peculiar to regions + where social communications have no distractions, where gossip, scandal, calumny, + in short, the social tale which feasts the world has no break of continuity + from one boundary to another. Before long, persons arriving at the mayor's office + released him from all embarrassment. They were able to convert the <i>proces-verbal</i> + into a mere certificate of death, by recognizing the body as that of the Demoiselle + Ida Gruget, corset-maker, living rue de la Corderie-du- Temple, number 14. The + judiciary police of Paris arrived, and the mother, bearing her daughter's last + letter. Amid the mother's moans, a doctor certified to death by asphyxia, through + the injection of black blood into the pulmonary system,--which settled the matter. + The inquest over, and the certificates signed, by six o'clock the same evening + authority was given to bury the grisette. The rector of the parish, however, + refused to receive her into the church or to pray for her. Ida Gruget was therefore + wrapped in a shroud by an old peasant- woman, put into a common pine-coffin, + and carried to the village cemetery by four men, followed by a few inquisitive + peasant-women, who talked about the death with wonder mingled with some pity.</p> +<p> The widow Gruget was charitably taken in by an old lady who prevented her + from following the sad procession of her daughter's funeral. A man of triple + functions, the bell-ringer, beadle, and grave-digger of the parish, had dug + a grave in the half-acre cemetery behind the church,-- a church well known, + a classic church, with a square tower and pointed roof covered with slate, supported + on the outside by strong corner buttresses. Behind the apse of the chancel, + lay the cemetery, enclosed with a dilapidated wall,--a little field full of + hillocks; no marble monuments, no visitors, but surely in every furrow, tears + and true regrets, which were lacking to Ida Gruget. She was cast into a corner + full of tall grass and brambles. After the coffin had been laid in this field, + so poetic in its simplicity, the grave-digger found himself alone, for night + was coming on. While filling the grave, he stopped now and then to gaze over + the wall along the road. He was standing thus, resting on his spade, and looking + at the Seine, which had brought him the body.</p> +<p> "Poor girl!" cried the voice of a man who suddenly appeared.</p> +<p> "How you made me jump, monsieur," said the grave-digger.</p> +<p> "Was any service held over the body you are burying?"</p> +<p> "No, monsieur. Monsieur le cure wasn't willing. This is the first person + buried here who didn't belong to the parish. Everybody knows everybody else + in this place. Does monsieur--Why, he's gone!"</p> +<p> Some days had elapsed when a man dressed in black called at the house of Monsieur + Jules Desmarets, and without asking to see him carried up to the chamber of + his wife a large porphyry vase, on which were inscribed the words:--</p> +<p> </p> +<p> INVITA LEGE CONJUGI MOERENTI FILIOLAE CINERES RESTITUIT AMICIS XII. JUVANTIBUS + MORIBUNDUS PATER.</p> +<p> </p> +<p> "What a man!" cried Jules, bursting into tears.</p> +<p> Eight days sufficed the husband to obey all the wishes of his wife, and to + arrange his own affairs. He sold his practice to a brother of Martin Falleix, + and left Paris while the authorities were still discussing whether it was lawful + for a citizen to dispose of the body of his wife.</p> +<p align="center"> *****</p> +<p> Who has not encountered on the boulevards of Paris, at the turn of a street, + or beneath the arcades of the Palais-Royal, or in any part of the world where + chance may offer him the sight, a being, man or woman, at whose aspect a thousand + confused thoughts spring into his mind? At that sight we are suddenly interested, + either by features of some fantastic conformation which reveal an agitated life, + or by a singular effect of the whole person, produced by gestures, air, gait, + clothes; or by some deep, intense look; or by other inexpressible signs which + seize our minds suddenly and forcibly without our being able to explain even + to ourselves the cause of our emotion. The next day other thoughts and other + images have carried out of sight that passing dream. But if we meet the same + personage again, either passing at some fixed hour, like the clerk of a mayor's + office, or wandering about the public promenades, like those individuals who + seem to be a sort of furniture of the streets of Paris, and who are always to + be found in public places, at first representations or noted restaurants,--then + this being fastens himself or herself on our memory, and remains there like + the first volume of a novel the end of which is lost. We are tempted to question + this unknown person, and say, "Who are you?" "Why are you lounging + here?" "By what right do you wear that pleated ruffle, that faded + waistcoat, and carry that cane with an ivory top; why those blue spectacles; + for what reason do you cling to that cravat of a dead and gone fashion?" + Among these wandering creations some belong to the species of the Greek Hermae; + they say nothing to the soul; <i>they are there</i>, and that is all. Why? + is known to none. Such figure are a type of those used by sculptors for the + four Seasons, for Commerce, for Plenty, etc. Some others--former lawyers, old + merchants, elderly generals--move and walk, and yet seem stationary. Like old + trees that are half uprooted by the current of a river, they seem never to take + part in the torrent of Paris, with its youthful, active crowd. It is impossible + to know if their friends have forgotten to bury them, or whether they have escaped + out of their coffins. At any rate, they have reached the condition of semi-fossils.</p> +<p></p> +One of these Parisian Melmoths had come within a few days into a neighborhood +of sober, quiet people, who, when the weather is fine, are invariably to be found +in the space which lies between the south entrance of the Luxembourg and the north +entrance of the Observatoire, --a space without a name, the neutral space of Paris. +There, Paris is no longer; and there, Paris still lingers. The spot is a mingling +of street, square, boulevard, fortification, garden, avenue, high-road, province, +and metropolis; certainly, all of that is to be found there, and yet the place +is nothing of all that,--it is a desert. Around this spot without a name stand +the Foundling hospital, the Bourbe, the Cochin hospital, the Capucines, the hospital +La Rochefoucauld, the Deaf and Dumb Asylum, the hospital of the Val-de-Grace; +in short, all the vices and all the misfortunes of Paris find their asylum there.<br> +And (that nothing may lack in this philanthropic centre) Science there studies +the tides and longitudes, Monsieur de Chateaubriand has erected the Marie-Therese +Infirmary, and the Carmelites have founded a convent. The great events of life +are represented by bells which ring incessantly through this desert,--for the +mother giving birth, for the babe that is born, for the vice that succumbs, for +the toiler who dies, for the virgin who prays, for the old man shaking with cold, +for genius self-deluded. And a few steps off is the cemetery of Mont- Parnasse, +where, hour after hour, the sorry funerals of the faubourg Saint-Marceau wend +their way. This esplanade, which commands a view of Paris, has been taken possession +of by bowl-players; it is, in fact, a sort of bowling green frequented by old +gray faces, belonging to kindly, worthy men, who seem to continue the race of +our ancestors, whose countenances must only be compared with those of their surroundings. +<p> The man who had become, during the last few days, an inhabitant of this desert + region, proved an assiduous attendant at these games of bowls; and must, undoubtedly, + be considered the most striking creature of these various groups, who (if it + is permissible to liken Parisians to the different orders of zoology) belonged + to the genus mollusk. The new-comer kept sympathetic step with the <i>cochonnet</i>,--the + little bowl which serves as a goal and on which the interest of the game must + centre. He leaned against a tree when the <i>cochonnet</i> stopped; then, + with the same attention that a dog gives to his master's gestures, he looked + at the other bowls flying through the air, or rolling along the ground. You + might have taken him for the weird and watchful genii of the <i>cochonnet</i>. + He said nothing; and the bowl-players--the most fanatic men that can be encountered + among the sectarians of any faith --had never asked the reason of his dogged + silence; in fact, the most observing of them thought him deaf and dumb.</p> +<p> When it happened that the distances between the bowls and the <i>cochonnet</i> + had to be measured, the cane of this silent being was used as a measure, the + players coming up and taking it from the icy hands of the old man and returning + it without a word or even a sign of friendliness. The loan of his cane seemed + a servitude to which he had negatively consented. When a shower fell, he stayed + near the <i>cochonnet</i>, the slave of the bowls, and the guardian of the + unfinished game. Rain affected him no more than the fine weather did; he was, + like the players themselves, an intermediary species between a Parisian who + has the lowest intellect of his kind and an animal which has the highest.</p> +<p> In other respects, pallid and shrunken, indifferent to his own person, vacant + in mind, he often came bareheaded, showing his sparse white hair, and his square, + yellow, bald skull, like the knee of a beggar seen through his tattered trousers. + His mouth was half-open, no ideas were in his glance, no precise object appeared + in his movements; he never smiled; he never raised his eyes to heaven, but kept + them habitually on the ground, where he seemed to be looking for something.<br> + At four o'clock an old woman arrived, to take him Heaven knows where; which + she did by towing him along by the arm, as a young girl drags a wilful goat + which still wants to browse by the wayside. This old man was a horrible thing + to see.</p> +<p> In the afternoon of the day when Jules Desmarets left Paris, his travelling-carriage, + in which he was alone, passed rapidly through the rue de l'Est, and came out + upon the esplanade of the Observatoire at the moment when the old man, leaning + against a tree, had allowed his cane to be taken from his hand amid the noisy + vociferations of the players, pacifically irritated. Jules, thinking that he + recognized that face, felt an impulse to stop, and at the same instant the carriage + came to a standstill; for the postilion, hemmed in by some handcarts, had too + much respect for the game to call upon the players to make way for him.</p> +<p> "It is he!" said Jules, beholding in that human wreck, Ferragus + XXIII., chief of the Devorants. Then, after a pause, he added, "How he + loved her!--Go on, postilion."</p> +<p> </p> +<h3 align="center"> </h3> +<h3 align="center"> </h3> +<h3 align="center"> </h3> +<h3 align="center"> ADDENDUM</h3> +<p> Note: Ferragus is the first part of a trilogy. Part two is entitled The Duchesse + de Langeais and part three is The Girl with the Golden Eyes. In other addendum + references all three stories are usually combined under the title The Thirteen.</p> +<p> The following personages appear in other stories of the Human Comedy.</p> +<p> Bourignard, Gratien-Henri-Victor-Jean-Joseph The Girl with the Golden Eyes</p> +<p> Desmartes, Jules Cesar Birotteau</p> +<p> Desmartes, Madame Jules Cesar Birotteau</p> +<p> Desplein The Atheist's Mass Cousin Pons Lost Illusions The Government Clerks + Pierrette A Bachelor's Establishment The Seamy Side of History Modeste Mignon + Scenes from a Courtesan's Life Honorine</p> +<p> Gruget, Madame Etienne The Government Clerks A Bachelor's Establishment</p> +<p> Haudry (doctor) Cesar Birotteau A Bachelor's Establishment The Seamy Side + of History Cousin Pons</p> +<p> Langeais, Duchesse Antoinette de Father Goriot The Duchesse of Langeais</p> +<p> Marsay, Henri de The Duchesse of Langeais The Girl with the Golden Eyes The + Unconscious Humorists Another Study of Woman The Lily of the Valley Father Goriot + Jealousies of a Country Town Ursule Mirouet A Marriage Settlement Lost Illusions + A Distinguished Provincial at Paris Letters of Two Brides The Ball at Sceaux + Modeste Mignon The Secrets of a Princess The Gondreville Mystery A Daughter + of Eve</p> +<p> Maulincour, Baronne de A Marriage Settlement</p> +<p> Meynardie, Madame Scenes from a Courtesan's Life</p> +<p> Nucingen, Baronne Delphine de Father Goriot Eugenie Grandet Cesar Birotteau + Melmoth Reconciled Lost Illusions A Distinguished Provincial at Paris The Commission + in Lunacy Scenes from a Courtesan's Life Modeste Mignon The Firm of Nucingen + Another Study of Woman A Daughter of Eve The Member for Arcis</p> +<p> Pamiers, Vidame de The Duchesse of Langeais Jealousies of a Country Town</p> +<p> Ronquerolles, Marquis de The Imaginary Mistress The Duchess of Langeais The + Girl with the Golden Eyes The Peasantry Ursule Mirouet A Woman of Thirty Another + Study of Woman The Member for Arcis</p> +<p> Serizy, Comtesse de A Start in Life The Duchesse of Langeais Ursule Mirouet + A Woman of Thirty Scenes from a Courtesan's Life Another Study of Woman The + Imaginary Mistress</p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> </p> +<p> End of The Project Gutenberg Etext of Ferragus, by Honore de Balzac</p> +<pre>******This file should be named frrgs10h.htm or frrgs10h.zip****** + +Corrected EDITIONS of our etexts get a new NUMBER, frrgs11h.htm +VERSIONS based on separate sources get new LETTER, frrgs10ah.htm + +Project Gutenberg eBooks are often created from several printed +editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the US +unless a copyright notice is included. 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