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energy was she; there was nothing starved nor stinted in feature or
outline; she awakened desire; it seemed to me that there was some
passion in her yet stronger than love。 I was taken with her。 It was a
long while since my heart had throbbed; so I was paid then and there
for I would give a thousand francs for a sensation that should bring
me back memories of youth。
〃 ' 〃Monsieur;〃 she said; finding a chair for me; 〃will you be so good
as to wait?〃
〃 ' 〃Until this time to…morrow; madame;〃 I said; folding up the bill
again。 〃I cannot legally protest this bill any sooner。〃 And within
myself I said〃Pay the price of your luxury; pay for your name; pay
for your ease; pay for the monopoly which you enjoy! The rich have
invented judges and courts of law to secure their goods; and the
guillotinethat candle in which so many lie in silk; under silken
coverlets; there is remorse; and grinding of teeth beneath a smile;
and those fantastical lions' jaws are gaping to set their fangs in
your heart。〃
〃 ' 〃Protest the bill! Can you mean it?〃 she cried; with her eyes upon
me; 〃could you have so little consideration for me?〃
〃 ' 〃If the King himself owed money to me; madame; and did not pay it;
I should summons him even sooner than any other debtor。〃
〃 'While we were speaking; somebody tapped gently at the door。
〃 ' 〃I cannot see any one;〃 she cried imperiously。
〃 ' 〃But; Anastasie; I particularly wish to speak to you。〃
〃 ' 〃Not just now; dear;〃 she answered in a milder tone; but with no
sign of relenting。
〃 ' 〃What nonsense! You are talking to some one;〃 said the voice; and
in came a man who could only be the Count。
〃 'The Countess gave me a glance。 I saw how it was。 She was thoroughly
in my power。 There was a time; when I was young; and might perhaps
have been stupid enough not to protest the bill。 At Pondicherry; in
1763; I let a woman off; and nicely she paid me out afterwards。 I
deserved it; what call was there for me to trust her?
〃 ' 〃What does this gentleman want?〃 asked the Count。
〃 'I could see that the Countess was trembling from head to foot; the
white satin skin of her throat was rough; 〃turned to goose flesh;〃 to
use the familiar expression。 As for me; I laughed in myself without
moving a muscle。
〃 ' 〃This gentleman is one of my tradesmen;〃 she said。
〃 'The Count turned his back on me; I drew the bill half out of my
pocket。 After that inexorable movement; she came over to me and put a
diamond into my hands。 〃Take it;〃 she said; 〃and be gone。〃
〃 'We exchanged values; and I made my bow and went。 The diamond was
quite worth twelve hundred francs to me。 Out in the courtyard I saw a
swarm of flunkeys; brushing out their liveries; waxing their boots;
and cleaning sumptuous equipages。
〃 ' 〃This is what brings these people to me!〃 said I to myself。 〃It is
to keep up this kind of thing that they steal millions with all due
formalities; and betray their country。 The great lord; and the little
man who apes the great lord; bathes in mud once for all to save
himself a splash or two when he goes afoot through the streets。〃
〃 'Just then the great gates were opened to admit a cabriolet。 It was
the same young fellow who had brought the bill to me。
〃 ' 〃Sir;〃 I said; as he alighted; 〃here are two hundred francs; which
I beg you to return to Mme。 la Comtesse; and have the goodness to tell
her that I hold the pledge which she deposited with me this morning at
her disposition for a week。〃
〃 'He took the two hundred francs; and an ironical smile stole over
his face; it was as if he had said; 〃Aha! so she has paid it; has she?
。 。 。 Faith; so much the better!〃 I read the Countess' future in his
face。 That good…looking; fair…haired young gentleman is a heartless
gambler; he will ruin himself; ruin her; ruin her husband; ruin the
children; eat up their portions; and work more havoc in Parisian
salons than a whole battery of howitzers in a regiment。
〃 'I went back to see Mlle。 Fanny in the Rue Montmartre; climbed a
very steep; narrow staircase; and reached a two…roomed dwelling on the
fifth floor。 Everything was as neat as a new ducat。 I did not see a
speck of dust on the furniture in the first room; where Mlle。 Fanny
was sitting。 Mlle。 Fanny herself was a young Parisian girl; quietly
dressed; with a delicate fresh face; and a winning look。 The
arrangement of her neatly brushed chestnut hair in a double curve on
her forehead lent a refined expression to blue eyes; clear as crystal。
The broad daylight streaming in through the short curtains against the
window pane fell with softened light on her girlish face。 A pile of
shaped pieces of linen told me that she was a sempstress。 She looked
like a spirit of solitude。 When I held out the bill; I remarked that
she had not been at home when I called in the morning。
〃 ' 〃But the money was left with the porter's wife;〃 said she。
〃 'I pretended not to understand。
〃 ' 〃You go out early; mademoiselle; it seems。〃
〃 ' 〃I very seldom leave my room; but when you work all night; you are
obliged to take a bath sometimes。〃
〃 'I looked at her。 A glance told me all about her life。 Here was a
girl condemned by misfortune to toil; a girl who came of honest farmer
folk; for she had still a freckle or two that told of country birth。
There was an indefinable atmosphere of goodness about her; I felt as
if I were breathing sincerity and frank innocence。 It was refreshing
to my lungs。 Poor innocent child; she had faith in something; there
was a crucifix and a sprig or two of green box above her poor little
painted wooden bedstead; I felt touched; or somewhat inclined that
way。 I felt ready to offer to charge no more than twelve per cent; and
so give something towards establishing her in a good way of business。
〃 ' 〃But maybe she has a little youngster of a cousin;〃 I said to
myself; 〃who would raise money on her signature and sponge on the poor
girl。〃
〃 'So I went away; keeping my generous impulses well under control;
for I have frequently had occasion to observe that when benevolence
does no harm to him who gives it; it is the ruin of him who takes。
When you came in I was thinking that Fanny Malvaut would make a nice
little wife; I was thinking of the contrast between her pure; lonely
life and the life of the Countessshe has sunk as low as a bill of
exchange already; she will sink to the lowest depths of degradation
before she has done!'I scrutinized him during the deep silence that
followed; but in a moment he spoke again。 'Well;' he said; 'do you
think that it is nothing to have this power of insight into the
deepest recesses of the human heart; to embrace so many lives; to see
the naked truth underlying it all? There are no two dramas alike:
there are hideous sores; deadly chagrins; love scenes; misery that
soon will lie under the ripples of the Seine; young men's joys that
lead to the scaffold; the laughter of despair; and sumptuous banquets。
Yesterday it was a tragedy。 A worthy soul of a father drowned himself
because he could not support his family。 To…morrow is a comedy; some
youngster will try to rehearse the scene of M。 Dimanche; brought up to
date。 You have heard the people extol the eloquence of our latter day
preachers; now and again I have wasted my time by going to hear them;
they produced a change in my opinions; but in my conduct (as somebody
said; I can't recollect his name); in my conductnever!Well; well;
these good priests and your Mirabeaus and Vergniauds and the rest of
them; are mere stammering beginners compared with these orators of
mine。
〃 'Often it is some girl in love; some gray…headed merchant on the
verge of bankruptcy; some mother with a son's wrong…doing to conceal;
some starving artist; some great man whose influence is on the wane;
and; for lack of money; is like to lose the fruit of all his labors
the power of their pleading has made me shudder。 Sublime actors such
as these play for me; for an audience of one; and they cannot deceive
me。 I can look into their inmost thoughts; and read them as God reads
them。 Nothing is hidden from me。 Nothing is refused to the holder of
the purse…strings to loose and to bind。 I am rich enough to buy the
consciences of those who control the action of ministers; from their
office boys to their mistresses。 Is not that power?I can possess the
fairest women; receive their softest caresses; is not that Pleasure?
And is not your whole social economy summed up in terms of Power and
Pleasure?
〃 'There are ten of us in Paris; silent; unknown kings; the arbiters
of your destinies。 What is life but a machine set in motion by money?
Know this for certainmethods are always confounded with results; you
will never succeed in separating the soul from the senses; spirit from
matter。 Gold is the spiritual basis of existing society。The ten of
us are bound by the ties of common interest; we meet on certain days
of the week at the Cafe Themis near the Pont Neuf; and there; in
conclave; we reveal the mysteries of finance。 No fortune can deceive
us; we are in possession of family secrets in all directions。 We keep
a kind of Black Book; in which we note the most important bills
issued; drafts on public credit; or on banks; or given and taken in
the course of business。 We are the Casuists of the Paris Bourse; a
kind of Inquisition weighing and analyzing the most insignificant
actions of every man of any fortune; and our forecasts are infallible。
One of us looks out over the judicial world; one over the financial;
another surveys the administrative; and yet another the business
world。 I myself keep an eye on eldest sons; artists; people in the
great world; and gamblerson the most sensational side of Paris。
Every one who comes to us lets us into his neighbor's secrets。
Thwarted passion and mortified vanity are great babblers。 Vice and
disappo
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