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Balzac was +never tired. He said that the men who were tired were those who +rested and tried to work afterwards.</p> + +<p>"A Street of Paris and its Inhabitant" was in its author's +mind when Hetzel, engaged in collecting a copy for the work +entitled "Le Diable a Paris" that all book lovers admire, asked +Balzac for an unpublished manuscript.</p> + +<p>Balzac gave him this, after retouching it, in order that it +should have the air of a finished story. Why Hetzel did not use +it in "Le Diable a Paris," no one knows. He went into exile, in +Brussels, at the military revolution that made Napoleon III +Emperor and, needing money, sold "A Street of Paris and its +Inhabitant" with other manuscripts to Le Siecle.</p> + +<p>Balzac's work was printed entire in three pages of the journal +Le Siecle, in Paris, July 28, 1845. M. le Vicomte Spoelberch de +Lovenjoul owns Balzac's autograph manuscript of it. These details +are given by him and might be reproduced here with his signature. +But the publishers wish not to be deprived of the pleasure of +paying homage to the Vicomte Spoelberch de Lovenjoul.</p> + +<p>He has made in the biography of Balzac, in editions of his +books, in the pious collection of his unpublished writings, the +ideal literary man's monument.</p> + +<p>H. P. du B.</p> + + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="01a.jpg (44K)" src="01a.jpg" height="431" width="503"> +</center> +<br> +<br> + +<a name="c1"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<h1>I</h1> +<h2>PHYSIOGNOMY OF THE STREET</h2> +</center> +<br> + +<p>Paris has curved streets, streets that are serpentine. It +counts, perhaps, only the Rue Boudreau in the Chaussee d'Antin +and the Rue Duguay-Trouin near the Luxembourg as streets shaped +exactly like a T-square. The Rue Duguay-Trouin extends one of its +two arms to the Rue d'Assas and the other to the Rue de +Fleurus.</p> + +<p>In 1827 the Rue Duguay-Trouin was paved neither on one side +nor on the other; it was lighted neither at its angle nor at its +ends. Perhaps it is not, even to-day, paved or lighted. In truth, +this street has so few houses, or the houses are so modest, that +one does not see them; the city's forgetfulness of them is +explained, then, by their little importance.</p> + +<p>Lack of solidity in the soil is a reason for that state of +things. The street is situated on a point of the Catacombs so +dangerous that a portion of the road disappeared recently, +leaving an excavation to the astonished eyes of the scarce +inhabitants of that corner of Paris.</p> + +<p>A great clamor arose in the newspapers about it. The +government corked up the "Fontis"—such is the name of that +territorial bankruptcy—and the gardens that border the street, +destitute of passers-by, were reassured the more easily because +the tax list did not weigh on them.</p> + +<p>The arm of the street that extends to the Rue de Fleurus is +entirely occupied, at the left, by a wall on the top of which +shine broken bottles and iron lances fixed in the plaster—a sort +of warning to hands of lovers and of thieves.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="03a.jpg (29K)" src="03a.jpg" height="480" width="284"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<p>In this wall is a door, the famous little garden door, so +necessary to dramas and to novels, which is beginning to +disappear from Paris.</p> + +<p>This door, painted in dark green, having an invisible lock, +and on which the tax collector had not yet painted a number; this +wall, along which grow thistles and grass with beaded blades; +this street, with furrows made by the wheels of wagons; other +walls gray and crowned with foliage, are in harmony with the +silence that reigns in the Luxembourg, in the convent of the +Carmelites, in the gardens of the Rue de Fleurus.</p> + +<p>If you went there, you would ask yourself, "Who can possibly +live here?"</p> + +<p>Who? Wait and see.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<a name="c2"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<h1>II</h1> +<h2>SILHOUETTE OF THE INHABITANT</h2> +</center> +<br> + +<p>One day, about three in the afternoon, that door was opened. +Out of it came a little old man, fat, provided with an abdomen +heavy and projecting which obliges him to make many sacrifices. +He has to wear trousers excessively wide, not to be troubled in +walking. He has renounced, long ago, the use of boots and trouser +straps. He wears shoes. His shoes were hardly polished.</p> + +<p>The waistcoat, incessantly impelled to the upper part of the +gastric cavities by that great abdomen, and depressed by the +weight of two thoracic bumps that would make the happiness of a +thin woman, offers to the pleasantries of the passers-by a +perfect resemblance to a napkin rolled on the knees of a guest +absorbed in discussion at dessert.</p> + +<p>The legs are thin, the arm is long, one of the hands is gloved +only on most solemn occasions and the other hand ignores +absolutely the advantage of a second skin.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="05a.jpg (23K)" src="05a.jpg" height="450" width="270"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>That personage avoids the alms and the pity that his venerable +green frock coat invites, by wearing the red ribbon at his +button-hole. This proves the utility of the Order of the Legion +of Honor which has been contested too much in the past ten years, +the new Knights of the Order say.</p> + +<p>The battered hat, in a constant state of horror in the places +where a reddish fuzz endures, would not be picked up by a rag +picker, if the little old man let it fall and left it at a street +corner.</p> + +<p>Too absent-minded to submit to the bother that the wearing of +a wig entails, that man of science—he is a man of +science—shows, when he makes a bow, a head that, viewed from the +top, has the appearance of the Farnese Hercules's knee.</p> + +<p>Above each ear, tufts of twisted white hair shine in the sun +like the angry silken hairs of a boar at bay. The neck is +athletic and recommends itself to the notice of caricaturists by +an infinity of wrinkles, of furrows; by a dewlap faded but armed +with darts in the fashion of thistles.</p> + +<p>The constant state of the beard explains at once why the +necktie, always crumpled and rolled by the gestures of a disquiet +head, has its own beard, infinitely softer than that of the good +old man, and formed of threads scratched from its unfortunate +tissue.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="06a.jpg (25K)" src="06a.jpg" height="382" width="259"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>Now, if you have divined the torso and the powerful back, you +will know the sweet tempered face, somewhat pale, the blue +ecstatic eyes and the inquisitive nose of that good old man, when +you learn that, in the morning, wearing a silk head kerchief and +tightened in a dressing- gown, the illustrious professor—he is a +professor—resembled an old woman so much that a young man who +came from the depths of Saxony, of Weimar, or of Prussia, +expressly to see him, said to him, "Forgive me, Madame!" and +withdrew.</p> + +<p>This silhouette of one of the most learned and most venerated +members of the Institute betrays so well enthusiasm for study and +absent- mindedness caused by application to the quest of truth, +that you must recognize in it the celebrated Professor Jean +Nepomucene Apollodore Marmus de Saint-Leu, one of the most +admirable men of genius of our time.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="07a.jpg (20K)" src="07a.jpg" height="302" width="336"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<br> +<br> + +<a name="c3"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<h1>III</h1> +<h2>MADAME ADOLPHE</h2> +</center> +<br> + +<p>When the old man—the professor counted then sixty-two +summers—had walked three steps, he turned his head at this +question, hurled in an acute tone by a voice that he +recognized:</p> + +<p>"Have you a handkerchief?"</p> + +<p>A woman stood on the step of the garden door and was watching +her master with solicitude.</p> + +<p>She seemed to be fifty years of age, and her dress indicated +that she was one of those servants who are invested with full +authority in household affairs.</p> + +<p>She was darning stockings.</p> + +<p>The man of science came back and said naively:</p> + +<p>"Yes, Madame Adolphe, I have my handkerchief."</p> + +<p>"Have you your spectacles?" she asked.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="09a.jpg (22K)" src="09a.jpg" height="430" width="259"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>The man of science felt the side pocket of his waistcoat.</p> + +<p>"I have them," he replied.</p> + +<p>"Show them to me," she said. "Often you have only the +case."</p> + +<p>The professor took the case out of his pocket and showed the +spectacles with a triumphant air.</p> + +<p>"You would do well to keep them on your nose," she said.</p> + +<p>M. de Saint-Leu put on his spectacles, after rubbing the +glasses with his handkerchief.</p> + +<p>Naturally, he thrust the handkerchief under his left arm while +he set his spectacles on his nose. Then he walked a few steps +towards the Rue de Fleurus and relaxed his hold on the +handkerchief, which fell.</p> + +<p>"I was sure of it," said Madame Adolphe to herself. She picked +up the handkerchief and cried:</p> + +<p>"Monsieur! Monsieur!"</p> + +<p>"Well!" exclaimed the professor, made indignant by her +watchfulness.</p> + +<p>"I beg your pardon," he said, receiving the handkerchief.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="10a.jpg (40K)" src="10a.jpg" height="575" width="384"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>"Have you any money?" asked Madame Adolphe with maternal +solicitude.</p> + +<p>"I need none," he replied naively, explaining thus the lives +of all men of science.</p> + +<p>"It depends," Madame Adolphe said. "If you go by way of the +Pont des Arts you need one sou."</p> + +<p>"You are right," replied the man of science, as if he were +retracing instructions for a voyage to the North Pole. "I will go +through the Luxembourg, the Rue de Seine, the Pont des Arts, the +Louvre, the Rue du Coq, the Rue Croix-des-Petits-Champs, the Rue +des Fosses- Montmartre. It is the shortest route to the Faubourg +Poissonniere."</p> + +<p>"It is three o'clock," Madame Adolphe said. "Your +sister-in-law dines at six. You have three hours before +you—Yes—you'll be there, but you'll be late." She searched her +apron pocket for two sous, which she handed to the professor.</p> + +<p>"Very well, then," she said to him. "Do not eat too much. You +are not a glutton, but you think of other things. You are frugal, +but you eat when you are absent-minded as if you had no bread at +home. Take care not to make Madame Vernet, your sister-in-law, +wait. If you make her wait, you will never be permitted again to +go there alone, and it will be shameful for you."</p> + +<p>Madame Adolphe returned to the threshold of the little door +and from there watched her master. She had to cry to him, "To the +right! To the right!" for he was turning toward the Rue +Notre-Dame-des-Champs.</p> + +<p>"And yet he is a man of science, people say," she muttered to +herself. "How did he ever manage to get married? I'll ask Madame +when I dress her hair."</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="12a.jpg (16K)" src="12a.jpg" height="237" width="354"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + + +<a name="c4"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<h1>IV</h1> +<h2>INCONVENIENCE OF QUAYS +<br>WHERE ARE BOOK STALLS</h2> +</center> +<br> + +<p>At four o'clock, Professor Marmus was at the end of the Rue de +Seine, under the arcades of the Institute. Those who know him +will admit that he had done nobly, since he had taken only one +hour to go through the Luxembourg and down the Rue de Seine.</p> + +<p>There a lamentable voice, the voice of a child, plucked from +the good man the two sous that Madame Adolphe had given to him. +When he reached the Pont des Arts he remembered that he had to +pay toll and turned back suddenly to beg for a sou from the +child.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="14a.jpg (27K)" src="14a.jpg" height="452" width="308"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>The little rascal had gone to break the coin, in order to give +only one sou to his mother. She was walking up and down the Rue +Mazarine with her baby at her breast.</p> + +<p>It became necessary for the professor to turn his back on the +veteran soldier who guards against the possibility of a Parisian +passing over the bridge without paying the toll.</p> + +<p>Two roads were open to him: the Pont Neuf and the Pont Royal. +Curiosity makes one lose more time in Paris than anywhere +else.</p> + +<p>How may one walk without looking at those little oblong boxes, +wide as the stones of the parapet, that all along the quays +stimulate book lovers with posters saying, "Four Sous—Six +Sous—Ten Sous—Twelve Sous—Thirty Sous?" These catacombs of +glory have devoured many hours that belonged to the poets, to the +philosophers and to the men of science of Paris.</p> + +<p>Great is the number of ten-sous pieces spent in the four-sous +stalls!</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="16a.jpg (37K)" src="16a.jpg" height="387" width="506"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>The professor saw a pamphlet by Vicq-d'Azyr, a complete +Charles Bonnet in the edition of Fauche Borel, and an essay on +Malus.</p> + +<p>"And such then is the sum of our achievements," he said to +himself. "Malus! A genius arrested in his course when he had +almost captured the empire of light! But we have had Fresnel. +Fresnel has done excellent things!—Oh, they will recognize some +day that light is only a mode of substance."</p> + +<p>The professor held the notice on Malus. He turned its pages. +He had known Malus. He recalled to himself and recited the names +of all the Maluses. Then he returned to Malus, to his dear Malus, +for they had entered the Institute together at the return to +Paris of the expedition to Egypt. Ah! It was then the Institute +of France and not a mass of disunited Academies.</p> + +<p>"The Emperor had preserved," said Marmus to himself, "the +saintly idea of the Convention. I remember," he muttered aloud, +"what he said to me when I was presented to him as a member of +the Institute. Napoleon the First said, 'Marmus, I am the Emperor +of the French, but you are the King of the infinitely little and +you will organize them as I have organized the Empire.' Ah, he +was a very great man and a man of wit! The French appreciated +this too late."</p> + +<p>The professor replaced Malus and the essay on him in the +ten-sous stall, without remarking how often hope had been lit and +extinguished alternately in the gray eyes of an old woman seated +on a stool in an angle of the quay.</p> + +<p>"He was there," Marmus said, pointing to the Tuileries on the +opposite bank of the river. "I saw him reviewing his sublime +troops! I saw him thin, ardent as the sands of Egypt; but, as +soon as he became Emperor, he grew fat and good-natured, for all +fat men are excellent—this is why Sinard is thin, he is a +gall-making machine. But would Napoleon have supported my +theory?"</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="17a.jpg (25K)" src="17a.jpg" height="383" width="365"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + + +<a name="c5"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<h1>V</h1> +<h2>FIRST COURSE</h2> +</center> +<br> + +<p>It was the hour at which they went to the dinner table in the +house of Marmus's sister-in-law. The professor walked slowly +toward the Chamber of Deputies, asking himself if his theory +might have had Napoleon's support. He could no longer judge +Napoleon save from that point of view. Did Napoleon's genius +coincide with that of Marmus in regard to the assimilation of +things engendered by an attraction perpetual and continuous?</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="18a.jpg (15K)" src="18a.jpg" height="304" width="211"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<a name="c6"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<h1>VI</h1> +<h2>SECOND COURSE</h2> +</center> +<br> + + +<p>"No, Baron Sinard was a worshipper of power. He would have +gone to the Emperor and told him that my theory was the +inspiration of an atheist. And Napoleon, who has done a great +deal of religious sermonizing for political reasons, would have +persecuted me. He had no love for ideas. He was a courtier of +facts! Moreover, in Napoleon's time, it would not have been +possible for me to communicate freely with Germany. Would they +have lent me their aid—Wytheimler, Grosthuys, Scheele, Stamback, +Wagner?</p> + +<p>"To make men of science agree—men of science agree!—the +Emperor should have made peace; in time of peace, perhaps, he +would have taken an interest in my quarrel with Sinard! Sinard, +my friend, my pupil, become my antagonist, my enemy! He, a man of +genius—</p> + +<p>"Yes, he is a man of genius. I do justice to him in the face +of all the world."</p> + +<p>At this moment the professor could talk aloud without trouble +to himself or to the passers-by. He was near the Chamber of +Deputies, the session was closed, all Paris was at dinner—except +the man of science.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="20a.jpg (17K)" src="20a.jpg" height="385" width="226"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>Marmus was haranguing the statues which, it must be conceded, +are similar to all audiences. In France there is not an audience +that is not prohibited from giving marks of approval or +disapproval. Otherwise, there is not an audience that would not +turn orator.</p> + +<p>At the Iena bridge Marmus had a pain in the stomach. He heard +the hoarse voice of a cab driver. Marmus thought that he was ill +and let himself be ushered into the cab. He made himself +comfortable in it.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="21a.jpg (34K)" src="21a.jpg" height="395" width="525"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>When the driver asked, "Where?" Marmus replied quietly:</p> + +<p>"Home."</p> + +<p>"Where is your home, Monsieur?" asked the driver.</p> + +<p>"Number three," Marmus replied.</p> + +<p>"What street?" asked the driver.</p> + +<p>"Ah, you are right, my friend. But this is extraordinary," he +said, taking the driver into his confidence. "I have been so busy +comparing the hyoides and the caracoides—yes, that's it. I will +catch Sinard in the act. At the next session of the Institute he +will have to yield to evidence."</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="22a.jpg (38K)" src="22a.jpg" height="444" width="501"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>The driver wrapped his ragged cloak around him. Resignedly, he +was saying to himself, "I have seen many odd folks, but this +one—" He heard the word "Institute."</p> + +<p>"The Institute, Monsieur?" he asked.</p> + +<p>"Yes, my friend, the Institute," replied Marmus.</p> + +<p>"Well he wears the red ribbon," said the driver to himself. +"Perhaps he has something to do with the Institute."</p> + +<p>The professor, infinitely more comfortable in his cab than on +the sidewalk, devoted himself entirely to solving the problem +that went against his theory and would not surrender—the rascal! +The cab stops at the Institute; the janitor sees the Academician +and bows to him respectfully. The cab driver, his suspicions +dispelled, talks with the janitor of the Institute while the +illustrious professor goes—at eight in the evening—to the +Academie des Sciences.</p> + +<p>The cab driver tells the janitor where he found his fare.</p> + +<p>"At the Iena bridge," repeats the janitor. "M. Marmus was +coming back from Passy. He had dined, doubtless, with M. +Planchette, one of his friends of the Academy."</p> + +<p>"He couldn't tell me his address," says the cab driver.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="24a.jpg (47K)" src="24a.jpg" height="517" width="476"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>"He lives in the Rue Duguay-Trouin, Number three," says the +janitor.</p> + +<p>"What a neighborhood!" exclaims the driver.</p> + +<p>"My friend," asks of the janitor the professor who had found +the door shut, "is there no meeting of the Academy to-day?"</p> + +<p>"To-day!" exclaims the janitor. "At this hour!"</p> + +<p>"What is the time?" asks the man of science.</p> + +<p>"About eight o'clock," the janitor replies.</p> + +<p>"It is late," comments M. Marmus. "Take me home, driver."</p> + +<p>The driver goes through the quays, the Rue du Bac, falls into +a tangle of wagons, returns by the Rue de Grenelle, the +Croix-Rouge, the Rue Cassette, then he makes a mistake. He tries +to find the Rue d'Assas, in the Rue Honore-Chevalier, in the Rue +Madame, in all the impossible streets and, swearing that if he +had known he would not have come so far for a hundred sous, +disembarks the professor in the Rue Duguay- Trouin.</p> + +<p>The cab driver claims an hour, for the police ordinances, that +defend consumers of time in cabs from the stratagems of cab +drivers, had not yet posted the walls of Paris with their +protecting articles that settle in advance all difficulties.</p> + +<p>"Very well, my friend," says M. Marmus to the cab driver. "Pay +him," M. Marmus says to Madame Adolphe. "I do not feel well, my +child."</p> + +<p>"Monsieur, what did I tell you?" she exclaimed. "You have +eaten too much. While you were away, I said to myself, 'It is +Mme. Vernet's birthday. They will urge him at table and he will +come back sick.' Well, go to bed. I will make camomile tea for +you."</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="26a.jpg (17K)" src="26a.jpg" height="375" width="245"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<a name="c7"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<h1>VII</h1> +<h2>DESSERT</h2> +</center> +<br> + +<p>The professor walked through the garden into a pavilion at one +of its corners, where he lived alone in order not to be disturbed +by his wife.</p> + +<p>He went up the stairway leading to his little room, and +complained so much of his pains in the stomach that Madame +Adolphe filled him with camomile tea.</p> + +<p>"Ah, here is a carriage! It is Madame returning in great +anxiety, I am sure," said Madame Adolphe, giving to the professor +his sixth cup of camomile tea. "Now, sir, I hope that you will be +able to drink it without me. Do not let it fall all over your +bed. You know how Madame would laugh. You are very happy to have +a little wife who is so amiable and so joyful."</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="28a.jpg (28K)" src="28a.jpg" height="367" width="446"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>"Say nothing to her, my child," exclaimed the professor, whose +features expressed a sort of childish fear.</p> + +<p>The truly great man is always more or less a child.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="28b.jpg (4K)" src="28b.jpg" height="101" width="221"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<a name="c8"></a> +<br><br> +<center> +<h1>VIII</h1> +<h2>THIS SHOWS THAT THE WIFE OF +<br>A MAN OF SCIENCE IS VERY UNHAPPY</h2> +</center> +<br> + +<p>"Well, good-bye. Return in the cab, it is paid for," Madame +Marmus was saying when Madame Adolphe arrived at the door.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="30a.jpg (25K)" src="30a.jpg" height="484" width="287"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>The cab had already turned the corner. Madame Adolphe, not +having seen Madame Marmus's escort, said to herself:</p> + +<p>"Poor Madame! He must be her nephew."</p> + +<p>Madame Marmus, a little woman, lithe, graceful, mirthful, was +divinely dressed and in a fashion too young for her age, counting +her twenty- five years as a wife. Nevertheless, she wore well a +gown with small pink stripes, a cape embroidered and edged with +lace, boots pretty as the wings of a butterfly. She carried in +her hand a pink hat with peach flowers.</p> + +<p>"You see, Madame Adolphe," she said, "my hair is all uncurled. +I told you that in this hot weather it should be dressed in +bandeaux."</p> + +<p>"Madame," the servant replied, "Monsieur is very sick. You let +him eat too much."</p> + +<p>"What could I do?" Madame Marmus replied. "He was at one end +of the table and I at the other. He returned without me, as his +habit is! Poor little man! I will go to him as soon as I change +my dress."</p> + +<p>Madame Adolphe returns to the pavilion to propose an emetic, +and scolds the professor for not having returned with Madame +Marmus.</p> + +<p>"Since you wished to come in a cab, you might have spared me +the expense of the one that Madame Marmus took. The charge for +your cab was an hour. Did you stop anywhere?"</p> + +<p>"At the Institute," he replied.</p> + +<p>"At the Institute! Where did you take the cab?" she asked.</p> + +<p>"In front of a bridge, I think," he replied.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="31a.jpg (24K)" src="31a.jpg" height="349" width="339"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<p>"Was it still daylight?" she asked.</p> + +<p>"Almost," he said.</p> + +<p>"Then you did not go to Madame Vernet's!" exclaimed Madame +Adolphe.</p> + +<p>"Why did you not come to Madame Vernet's?" asked his wife.</p> + +<p>Madame Marmus, having come to the door on the tips of her +toes, had heard Madame Adolphe's exclamation. She did not wish to +see Madame Adolphe's astonishment. Surely Madame Adolphe could +not have forgotten the assurance with which the professor's wife +had placed him in imagination at Madame Vernet's table.</p> + +<p>"My dear child, I do not know," said the professor in a +repentant tone.</p> + +<p>"Then you have not dined," said Madame Marmus, whose attitude +remained that of the purest innocence.</p> + +<p>"With what could he have dined, Madame? He had two sous," said +Madame Adolphe, looking at Madame Marmus with an accusing +air.</p> + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="32a.jpg (33K)" src="32a.jpg" height="410" width="505"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<p>"Ah, I am truly to be pitied, my poor Madame Adolphe," said +Madame Marmus. "This sort of thing has been going on for twenty +years, and I am not yet accustomed to it. Six days after our +wedding, we were going out of our room one morning to take +breakfast. M. Marmus hears the drum of the Polytechnic School +pupils of whom he was the professor. He quits me to go and see +them pass. I was nineteen years of age and when I pouted, you +cannot guess what he said to me. He said, 'These young people are +the flower and the glory of France!' This is how my marriage +began. You can judge of the rest."</p> + +<p>"Oh, Monsieur, is it possible?" asked Madame Adolphe with an +indignant air.</p> + +<p>"I have cornered Sinard!" exclaimed M. Marmus +triumphantly.</p> + +<p>"Oh, he would let himself die!" exclaimed Madame Adolphe.</p> + +<p>"Get something for him to eat," said Madame Marmus. "He would +let himself do anything. Ah, my good Madame Adolphe, a man of +science, you see, is a man who knows nothing—of life."</p> + +<p>The malady was cured by a cataplasm of Italian cheese that the +man of science ate without knowing what he was eating, for he +held Sinard in a corner—</p> + + +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="33a.jpg (43K)" src="33a.jpg" height="519" width="544"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> + +<p>"Poor Madame," said the kind Madame Adolphe. "I pity you. He +was really so absent-minded as that!"</p> + +<p>And Madame Adolphe forgot the strange avowal of her +mistress.</p> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<img alt="35a.jpg (18K)" src="35a.jpg" height="309" width="349"> +</center> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<br> +<center> +<h3>Illuminated Capitals from the beginning of each chapter.</h3> + + +<img alt="08a.jpg (6K)" src="08a.jpg" height="175" width="172"> +<img alt="13a.jpg (4K)" src="13a.jpg" height="128" width="136"> +<img alt="19a.jpg (8K)" src="19a.jpg" height="178" width="183"> + +<br> + +<img alt="27a.jpg (5K)" src="27a.jpg" height="161" width="150"> +<img alt="04a.jpg (7K)" src="04a.jpg" height="189" width="162"> +<img alt="29a.jpg (5K)" src="29a.jpg" height="151" width="146"> + +</center> + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of A Street Of Paris And Its Inhabitant +by Honore De Balzac + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK A STREET OF PARIS *** + +This file should be named paris10h.htm or paris10h.zip +Corrected EDITIONS of our eBooks get a new NUMBER, paris11h.htm +VERSIONS based on separate sources get new LETTER, paris10ah.htm + +Produced by Dagny, John Bickers and David Widger + +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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