Eugene did not know the fever or vanity that possessed1 some women in those days; how should he imagine that to open a door in the Faubourg Saint-Germain a banker's wife would go to almost any length. For the coterie2 of the Faubourg Saint-Germain was a aharmed circle, and the women who moved in it were at that time the queens of society; and among the greatest of these Dames3 du Petit-Chateau, as they were called, were Mme. de Beauseant and her friends the Duchesse de Langeais and the Duchesse de Maufrigneause. Rastignac was alone in his ignorance of the frantic4 efforts made by women who lived in the Chausee-d'Antin to enter this seventh heaven and shine among the brightest constellations5 of their sex. But his cautious disposition6 stood him in good stead, and kept his judgment7 cool, and the not altogether enviable power of imposing8 instead of accepting conditions.
"Yes, I am going," he replied.
So it was curiosity that drew him to Mme. de Nucingen; while, if she had treated him disdainfully, passion perhaps might have brought him to her feet. Still he waited almost impatiently for to-morrow, and the hour when he could go to her. There is almost as much charm for a young man in a first flirtation9 as there is in first love. The certainty of success is a source of happiness to which men do not confess, and all the charm of certain women lies in this. The desire of conquest springs no less from the easiness than from the difficulty of triumph, and every passion is excited or sustained by one or the other of these two motives10 which divide the empire of love. Perhaps this division is one pesult of the great question of temperaments12; which, after all, dominates social life. The melancholic13 temperament11 may stand in need of the tonic14 of coquetry, while those of nervous or sanguine15 complexion16 withdraw if they meet with a too stubborn resistance. In other words, the lymphatic temperament is essentially17 despondent18, and the rhapsodic is bilious19.
Eugene lingered over his toilette with an enjoyment20 of all its little details that is grateful to a young man's self-love, though he will not own to it for fear of being laughed at. He thought, as he arranged his hair, that a pretty woman's glances would wander through the dark curls. He indulged in childish tricks like any young girl dressing21 for a dance, and gazed complacently22 at his graceful23 figure while he smoothed out the creases24 of his coat.
"There are worse figures, that is certain," he said to himself.
Then he went downstairs, just as the rest of the household were sitting down to dinner, and took with good humor the boisterous25 applause excited by his elegant appearance. The amazement26 with which any attention to dress is regarded in a lodging-house is a very characteristic trait. No one can put on a new coat but every one else must say his say about it.
"Clk! clk! clk!" cried Bianchon, making the sound with his tongue against the roof of his mouth, like a driver urging on a horse.
"He holds himself like a duke and a peer of France," said Mme. Vauquer.
"Are you going a-courting?" inquired Mlle. Michonneau.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo!" cried the artist.
"My compliments to my lady your wife," from the employe at the Museum.
"Your wife; have you a wife?" asked Poiret.
"Yes, in compartments27, water-tight and floats, guaranteed fast color, all prices from twenty-five to forty sous, neat check patterns in the latest fashion and best taste, will wash, halflinen, half-cotton, half-wool; a certain cure for toothache and other complaints under the patronage28 of the Royal College of Physicians! children like it! a remedy for headache, indigestion, and all other diseases affecting the throat, eyes, and ears!" cried Vautrin, with a comical imitation of the volubility of a quack29 at a fair. "And how much shall we say for this marvel30, gentlemen? Twopence? No. Nothing of the sort. All that is left in stock after supplying the Great Mogul. All the crowned heads of Europe, including the Gr-r-rand Duke of Baden, have been anxious to get a sight of it. Walk up! walk up! gentlemen! Pay at the desk as you go in! Strike up the music there! Brooum, la, la, trinn! la, la, boum! boum! Mister Clarinette, there you are out of tune31!" he added gruffly; "I will rap your knuckles32 for you!"
"Goodness! what an amusing man!" said Mme. Vauquer to Mme. Couture; "I should never feel dull with him in the house."
This burlesque33 of Vautrin's was the signal for an outburst of merriment, and under cover of jokes and laughter Eugene caught a glance from Mlle. Taillefer; she had leaned over to say a few words in Mme. Couture's ear.
"The cab is at the door," announced Sylvie.
"But where is he going to dine?" asked Bianchon.
"With Madame la Baronne de Nucingen."
"M. Goriot's daughter," said the law student.
At this, all eyes turned to the old vermicelli maker34; he was gazing at Eugene with something like envy in his eyes.
Rastignac reached the house in the Rue35 Saint-Lazare, one of those many-windowed houses with a mean-looking portico36 and slender columns, which are considered the thing in Paris, a typical banker's house, decorated in the most ostentatious fashion; the walls lined with stucco, the landings of marble mosaic37. Mme. de Nucingen was sitting in a little drawing-room; the room was painted in the Italian fashion, and decorated like a restaurant. The Baroness38 seemed depressed39. The effort that she made to hide her feelings aroused Eugene's interest; it was plain that she was not playing a part. He had expected a little flutter of excitement at his coming, and he found her dispirited and sad. The disappointment piqued40 his vanity.
"My claim to your confidence is very small, madame," he said, after rallying her on her abstracted mood; "but if I am in the way, please tell me so frankly41; I count on your good faith."
"No, stay with me," she said; "I shall be all alone if you go. Nucingen is dining in town, and I do not want to be alone; I want to be taken out of myself."
"But what is the matter?"
"You are the very last person whom I should tell," she exclaimed.
"Then I am connected in some way in this secret. I wonder what it is?"
"Perhaps. Yet, no," she went on; "it is a domestic quarrel, which ought to be buried in the depths of the heart. I am very unhappy; did I not tell you so the day before yesterday? Golden chains are the heaviest of all fetters42."
When a woman tells a young man that she is very unhappy, and when the young man is clever, and well dressed, and has fifteen hundred francs lying idle in his pocket, he is sure to think as Eugene said, and he becomes a coxcomb43.
"What can you have left to wish for?" he answered. "You are young, beautiful, beloved, and rich."
"Do not let us talk of my affairs," she said shaking her head mournfully. "We will dine together tete-a-tete, and afterwards we will go to hear the most exquisite44 music. Am I to your taste?" she went on, rising and displaying her gown of white cashmere, covered with Persian designs in the most superb taste.
"I wish that you were altogether mine," said Eugene; "you are charming."
"You would have a forlorn piece of property," she said, smiling bitterly. "There is nothing about me that betrays my wretchedness; and yet, in spite of appearances, I am in despair. I cannot sleep; my troubles have broken my night's rest; I shall grow ugly."
"Oh! that is impossible," cried the law student; "but I am curious to know what these troubles can be that a devoted45 love cannot efface46."
"Ah! if I were to tell you about them, you would shun47 me," she said. "Your love for me is as yet only the conventional gallantry that men use to masquerade in; and, if you really loved me, you would be driven to despair. I must keep silence, you see. Let us talk of something else, for pity's sake," she added. "Let me show you my rooms."
"No; let us stay here," answered Eugene; he sat down on the sofa before the fire, and boldly took Mme. de Nucingen's hand in his. She surrendered it to him; he even felt the pressure of her fingers in one of the spasmodic clutches that betray terrible agitation48.
"Listen," said Rastignac; "if you are in trouble, you ought to tell me about it. I want to prove to you that I love you for yourself alone. You must speak to me frankly about your troubles, so that I can put an end to them, even if I have to kill half-adozen men; or I shall go, never to return."
"Very well," she cried, putting her hand to her forehead in an agony of despair, "I will put you to the proof, and this very moment. Yes," she said to herself, "I have no other resource left."
She rang the bell.
"Are the horses put in for the master?" she asked of the servant.
"Yes, madame."
"I shall take his carriage myself. He can have mine and my horses. Serve dinner at seven o'clock."
"Now, come with me," she said to Eugene, who thought as he sat in the banker's carriage beside Mme. de Nucingen that he must surely be dreaming.
"To the Palais-Royal," she said to the coachman; "stop near the Theatre-Francais."
She seemed to be too troubled and excited to answer the innumerable questions that Eugene put to her. He was at a loss what to think of her mute resistance, her obstinate49 silence.
"Another moment and she will escape me," he said to himself.
When the carriage stopped at last, the Baroness gave the law student a glance that silenced his wild words, for he was almost beside himself.
"Is it true that you love me?" she asked.
"Yes," he answered, and in his manner and tone there was no trace of the uneasiness that he felt.
"You will not think ill of me, will you, whatever I may ask of you?"
"No."
"Are you ready to do my bidding?"
"Blindly."
"Have you ever been to a gaming-house?" she asked in a tremulous voice.
"Never."
"Ah! now I can breathe. You will have luck. Here is my purse," she said. "Take it! there are a hundred francs in it, all that such a fortunate woman as I can call her own. Go up into one of the gaming-houses--I do not know where they are, but there are some near the Palais-Royal. Try your luck with the hundred francs at a game they call roulette; lose it all or bring me back six thousand francs. I will tell you about my troubles when you come back."
"Devil take me, I'm sure, if I have a glimmer50 of a notion of what I am about, but I will obey you," he added, with inward exultation51, as he thought, "She has gone too far to draw back-she can refuse me nothing now!"
Eugene took the dainty little purse, inquired the way of a second-hand52 clothes-dealer, and hurried to number 9, which happened to be the nearest gaming-house. He mounted the staircase, surrendered his hat, and asked the way to the roulette-table, whither the attendant took him, not a little to the astonishment53 of the regular comers. All eyes were fixed54 on Eugene as he asked, without bashfulness, where he was to deposit his stakes.
"If you put a louis on one only of those thirty-six numbers, and it turns up, you will win thirty-six louis," said a respectablelooking, white-haired old man in answer to his inquiry55.
Eugene staked the whole of his money on the number 21 (his own age). There was a cry of surprise; before he knew what he had done, he had won.
"Take your money off, sir," said the old gentleman; "you don't often win twice running by that system."
Eugene took the rake that the old man handed to him, and drew in his three thousand six hundred francs, and, still perfectly56 ignorant of what he was about, staked again on the red. The bystanders watched him enviously57 as they saw him continue to play. The disc turned, and again he won; the banker threw him three thousand six hundred francs once more.
"You have seven thousand, two hundred francs of your own," the old gentleman said in his ear. "Take my advice and go away with your winnings; red has turned up eight times already. If you are charitable, you will show your gratitude58 for sound counsel by giving a trifle to an old prefect of Napoleon who is down on his luck."
Rastignac's head was swimming; he saw ten of his louis pass into the white-haired man's possession, and went down-stairs with his seven thousand francs; he was still ignorant of the game, and stupefied by his luck.
"So, that is over; and now where will you take me?" he asked, as soon as the door was closed, and he showed the seven thousand francs to Mme. de Nucingen.
Delphine flung her arms about him, but there was no passion in that wild embrace.
"You have saved me!" she cried, and tears of joy flowed fast.
"I will tell you everything, my friend. For you will be my friend, will you not? I am rich, you think, very rich; I have everything I want, or I seem as if I had everything. Very well, you must know that M. de Nucingen does not allow me the control of a single penny; he pays all the bills for the house expenses; he pays for my carriages and opera box; he does not give me enough to pay for my dress, and he reduces me to poverty in secret on purpose. I am too proud to beg from him. I should be the vilest59 of women if I could take his money at the price at which he offers it. Do you ask how I, with seven hundred thousand francs of my own, could let myself be robbed? It is because I was proud, and scorned to speak. We are so young, so artless when our married life begins! I never could bring myself to ask my husband for money; the words would have made my lips bleed, I did not dare to ask; I spent my savings60 first, and then the money that my poor father gave me, then I ran into debt. Marriage for me is a hideous61 farce62; I cannot talk about it, let it suffice to say that Nucingen and I have separate rooms, and that I would fling myself out of the window sooner than consent to any other manner of life. I suffered agonies when I had to confess to my girlish extravagance, my debts for jewelry63 and trifles (for our poor father had never refused us anything, and spoiled us), but at last I found courage to tell him about them. After all, I had a fortune of my own. Nucingen flew into a rage; he said that I should be the ruin of him, and used frightful64 language! I wished myself a hundred feet down in the earth. He had my dowry, so he paid my debts, but he stipulated65 at the same time that my expenses in future must not exceed a certain fixed sum, and I gave way for the sake of peace. And then," she went on, "I wanted to gratify the self-love of some one whom you know. He may have deceived me, but I should do him the justice to say that there was nothing petty in his character. But, after all, he threw me over disgracefully. If,
at a woman's utmost need, SOMEBODY heaps gold upon her, he ought never to forsake66 her; that love should last for ever! But you, at one-and-twenty, you, the soul of honor, with the unsullied conscience of youth, will ask me how a woman can bring herself to accept money in such a way? MON DIEU! is it not natural to share everything with the one to whom we owe our happiness? When all has been given, why should we pause and hesitate over a part? Money is as nothing between us until the moment when the sentiment that bound us together ceases to exist. Were we not bound to each other for life? Who that believes in love foresees such an end to love? You swear to love us eternally; how, then, can our interests be separate?
"You do not know how I suffered to-day when Nucingen refused to give me six thousand francs; he spends as much as that every month on his mistress, an opera dancer! I thought of killing67 myself. The wildest thoughts came into my head. There have been moments in my life when I have envied my servants, and would have changed places with my maid. It was madness to think of going to our father, Anastasie and I have bled him dry; our poor father would have sold himself if he could have raised six thousand francs that way. I should have driven him frantic to no purpose. You have saved me from shame and death; I was beside myself with anguish68. Ah! monsieur, I owed you this explanation after my mad ravings. When you left me just now, as soon as you were out of sight, I longed to escape, to run away . . . where, I did not know. Half the women in Paris lead such lives as mine; they live in apparent luxury, and in their souls are tormented69 by anxiety. I know of poor creatures even more miserable70 than I; there are women who are driven to ask their tradespeople to make out false bills, women who rob their husbands. Some men believe that an Indian shawl worth a thousand louis only cost five hundred francs, others that a shawl costing five hundred francs is worth a hundred louis. There are women, too, with narrow incomes, who scrape and save and starve their children to pay for a dress. I am innocent of these base meannesses. But this is the last extremity71 of my torture. Some women will sell themselves to their husbands, and so obtain their way, but I, at any rate, am free. If I chose, Nucingen would cover me with gold, but I would rather weep on the breast of a man whom I can respect. Ah! tonight, M. de Marsay will no longer have a right to think of me as a woman whom he has paid." She tried to conceal72 her tears from him, hiding her face in her hands; Eugene drew them away and looked at her; she seemed to him sublime73 at that moment.
"It is hideous, is it not," she cried, "to speak in a breath of money and affection. You cannot love me after this," she added.
The incongruity74 between the ideas of honor which make women so great, and the errors in conduct which are forced upon them by the constitution of society, had thrown Eugene's thoughts into confusion; he uttered soothing75 and consoling words, and wondered at the beautiful woman before him, and at the artless imprudence of her cry of pain.
"You will not remember this against me?" she asked; "promise me that you will not."
"Ah! madame, I am incapable76 of doing so," he said. She took his hand and held it to her heart, a movement full of grace that expressed her deep gratitude.
"I am free and happy once more, thanks to you," she said. "Oh! I have felt lately as if I were in the grasp of an iron hand. But after this I mean to live simply and to spend nothing. You will think me just as pretty, will you not, my friend? Keep this," she went on, as she took only six of the banknotes. "In conscience I owe you a thousand crowns, for I really ought to go halves with you."
Eugene's maiden77 conscience resisted; but when the Baroness said, "I am bound to look on you as an accomplice78 or as an enemy," he took the money.
"It shall be a last stake in reserve," he said, "in case of misfortune."
"That was what I was dreading79 to hear," she cried, turning pale. "Oh, if you would that I should be anything to you, swear to me that you will never re-enter a gaming-house. Great Heaven! that I should corrupt80 you! I should die of sorrow!"
They had reached the Rue Saint-Lazare by this time. The contrast between the ostentation81 of wealth in the house, and the wretched condition of its mistress, dazed the student; and Vautrin's cynical82 words began to ring in his ears.
"Seat yourself there," said the Baroness, pointing to a low chair beside the fire. "I have a difficult letter to write," she added. "Tell me what to say."
"Say nothing," Eugene answered her. "Put the bills in an envelope, direct it, and send it by your maid."
"Why, you are a love of a man," she said. "Ah! see what it is to have been well brought up. That is the Beauseant through and through," she went on, smiling at him.
"She is charming," thought Eugene, more and more in love. He looked round him at the room; there was an ostentatious character about the luxury, a meretricious83 taste in the splendor84.
"Do you like it?" she asked, as she rang for the maid.
"Therese, take this to M. de Marsay, and give it into his hands yourself. If he is not at home, bring the letter back to me."
Therese went, but not before she had given Eugene a spiteful glance.
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