bureaucracy-第11章
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fool; she never allowed herself to think that life might have gone
better with her; she only imagined the possibility of better things
without expecting or wishing to attain them。 All her best affections
found their vocation in her love for her daughter; to whom she spared
the pains and privations she had borne in her own childhood; she
believed that in this affection she had her full share in the world of
feeling。 Solely for her daughter's sake she had persuaded her father
to take the important step of going into partnership with Falleix。
Falleix had been brought to the Saillard's house by old Bidault; who
lent him money on his merchandise。 Falleix thought his old countryman
extortionate; and complained to the Saillards that Gigonnet demanded
eighteen per cent from an Auvergnat。 Madame Saillard ventured to
remonstrate with her uncle。
〃It is just because he is an Auvergnat that I take only eighteen per
cent;〃 said Gigonnet; when she spoke of him。
Falleix; who had made a discovery at the age of twenty…eight; and
communicated it to Saillard; seemed to carry his heart in his hand (an
expression of old Saillard's); and also seemed likely to make a great
fortune。 Elisabeth determined to husband him for her daughter and
train him herself; having; as she calculated; seven years to do it in。
Martin Falleix felt and showed the deepest respect for Madame
Baudoyer; whose superior qualities he was able to recognize。 If he
were fated to make millions he would always belong to her family;
where he had found a home。 The little Baudoyer girl was already
trained to bring him his tea and to take his hat。
On the evening of which we write; Monsieur Saillard; returning from
the ministry; found a game of boston in full blast; Elisabeth was
advising Falleix how to play; Madame Saillard was knitting in the
chimney…corner and overlooking the cards of the vicar; Monsieur
Baudoyer; motionless as a mile…stone; was employing his mental
capacity in calculating how the cards were placed; and sat opposite to
Mitral; who had come up from Ile…d'Adam for the Christmas holidays。 No
one moved as the cashier entered; and for some minutes he walked up
and down the room; his fat face contracted with unaccustomed thought。
〃He is always so when he dines at the ministry;〃 remarked Madame
Saillard; 〃happily; it is only twice a year; or he'd die of it。
Saillard was never made to be in the government Well; now; I do
hope; Saillard;〃 she continued in a loud tone; 〃that you are not going
to keep on those silk breeches and that handsome coat。 Go and take
them off; don't wear them at home; my man。〃
〃Your father has something on his mind;〃 said Baudoyer to his wife;
when the cashier was in his bedroom; undressing without any fire。
〃Perhaps Monsieur de la Billardiere is dead;〃 said Elisabeth; simply;
〃and as he is anxious you should have the place; it worries him。〃
〃Can I be useful in any way?〃 said the vicar of Saint…Paul's; 〃if so;
pray use my services。 I have the honor to be known to Madame la
Dauphine。 These are days when public offices should be given only to
faithful men; whose religious principles are not to be shaken。〃
〃Dear me!〃 said Falleix; 〃do men of merit need protectors and
influence to get places in the government service? I am glad I am an
iron…master; my customers know where to find a good article〃
〃Monsieur;〃 interrupted Baudoyer; 〃the government is the government;
never attack it in this house。〃
〃You speak like the 'Constitutionel;'〃 said the vicar。
〃The 'Constitutionel' never says anything different from that;〃
replied Baudoyer; who never read it。
The cashier believed his son…in…law to be as superior in talent to
Rabourdin as God was greater than Saint…Crepin; to use his own
expression; but the good man coveted this appointment in a
straightforward; honest way。 Influenced by the feeling which leads all
officials to seek promotion;a violent; unreflecting; almost brutal
passion;he desired success; just as he desired the cross of the
Legion of honor; without doing anything against his conscience to
obtain it; and solely; as he believed; on the strength of his son…in…
law's merits。 To his thinking; a man who had patiently spent twenty…
five years in a government office behind an iron railing had
sacrificed himself to his country and deserved the cross。 But all that
he dreamed of doing to promote his son…in…law's appointment in La
Billardiere's place was to say a word to his Excellency's wife when he
took her the month's salary。
〃Well; Saillard; you look as if you had lost all your friends! Do
speak; do; pray; tell us something;〃 cried his wife when he came back
into the room。
Saillard; after making a little sign to his daughter; turned on his
heel to keep himself from talking politics before strangers。 When
Monsieur Mitral and the vicar had departed; Saillard rolled back the
card…table and sat down in an armchair in the attitude he always
assumed when about to tell some office…gossip;a series of movements
which answered the purpose of the three knocks given at the Theatre…
Francais。 After binding his wife; daughter; and son…in…law to the
deepest secrecy;for; however petty the gossip; their places; as he
thought; depended on their discretion;he related the
incomprehensible enigma of the resignation of a deputy; the very
legitimate desire of the general…secretary to get elected to the
place; and the secret opposition of the minister to this wish of a man
who was one of his firmest supporters and most zealous workers。 This;
of course; brought down an avalanche of suppositions; flooded with the
sapient arguments of the two officials; who sent back and forth to
each other a wearisome flood of nonsense。 Elisabeth quietly asked
three questions:
〃If Monsieur des Lupeaulx is on our side; will Monsieur Baudoyer be
appointed in Monsieur de la Billardiere's place?〃
〃Heavens! I should think so;〃 cried the cashier。
〃My uncle Bidault and Monsieur Gobseck helped in him 1814;〃 thought
she。 〃Is he in debt?〃 she asked; aloud。
〃Yes;〃 cried the cashier with a hissing and prolonged sound on the
last letter; 〃his salary was attached; but some of the higher powers
released it by a bill at sight。〃
〃Where is the des Lupeaulx estate?〃
〃Why; don't you know? in the part of the country where your
grandfather and your great…uncle Bidault belong; in the arrondissement
of the deputy who wants to resign。〃
When her colossus of a husband had gone to bed; Elisabeth leaned over
him; and though he always treated her remarks as women's nonsense; she
said; 〃Perhaps you will really get Monsieur de la Billardiere's
place。〃
〃There you go with your imaginations!〃 said Baudoyer; 〃leave Monsieur
Gaudron to speak to the Dauphine and don't meddle with politics。〃
At eleven o'clock; when all were asleep in the place Royale; Monsieur
des Lupeaulx was leaving the Opera for the rue Duphot。 This particular
Wednesday was one of Madame Rabourdin's most brilliant evenings。 Many
of her customary guests came in from the theatres and swelled the
company already assembled; among whom were several celebrities; such
as: Canalis the poet; Schinner the painter; Dr。 Bianchon; Lucien de
Rubempre; Octave de Camps; the Comte de Granville; the Vicomte de
Fontaine; du Bruel the vaudevillist; Andoche Finot the journalist;
Derville; one of the best heads in the law courts; the Comte du
Chatelet; deputy; du Tillet; banker; and several elegant young men;
such as Paul de Manerville and the Vicomte de Portenduere。 Celestine
was pouring out tea when the general…secretary entered。 Her dress that
evening was very becoming; she wore a black velvet robe without
ornament of any kind; a black gauze scarf; her hair smoothly bound
about her head and raised in a heavy braided mass; with long curls a
l'Anglaise falling on either side of her face。 The charms which
particularly distinguished this woman were the Italian ease of her
artistic nature; her ready comprehension; and the grace with which she
welcomed and promoted the least appearance of a wish on the part of
others。 Nature had given her an elegant; slender figure; which could
sway lightly at a word; black eyes of oriental shape; able; like those
of the Chinese women; to see out of their corners。 She well knew how
to manage a soft; insinuating voice; which threw a tender charm into
every word; even such as she merely chanced to utter; her feet were
like those we see in portraits where the painter boldly lies and
flatters his sitter in the only way which does not compromise anatomy。
Her complexion; a little yellow by day; like that of most brunettes;
was dazzling at night under the wax candles; which brought out the
brilliancy of her black hair and eyes。 Her slender and well…defined
outlines reminded an artist of the Venus of the Middle Ages rendered
by Jean Goujon; the illustrious sculptor of Diane de Poitiers。
Des Lupeaulx stopped in the doorway; and leaned against the woodwork。
This ferret of ideas did not deny himself the pleasure of spying upon
sentiment; and this woman interested him more than any of the others
to whom he had attached himself。 Des Lupeaulx had reached an age when
men assert pretensions in regard to women。 The first white hairs lead
to the latest passions; all the more violent because they are astride
of vanishing powers and dawning weakness。 The age of forty is the age
of folly;an age when man wants to be loved for himself; whereas at
twenty…five life is so full that he has no wants。 At twenty…five he
overflows with vigor and wastes it with impunity; but at forty he
learns that to use it in that way is to abuse it。 The thoughts that
came into des Lupeaulx's mind at this moment were melancholy ones。 The
nerves of the old beau relaxed; the agreeable smile; which served as a
mask and made the character of his countenance; faded; the real man
appeared; and he was horrible。 Rabourdin caught sight of him and
thought; 〃What has happened to him? can he be disgraced in any way?〃
The general…secretary was; however; only thinking how the pretty
Madame Colleville; whose intentions were exactly those of Madame
Rabourdin; had summarily abandoned him when it suited her to do so。
Rabourdin caught the sham statesman's eyes fixed on his wife; and he
recorded the look in his memory。 He was too keen an observer not to
understand des Lupeaulx to the bottom; and he deeply despised him;
but; as with most busy men; his feelings and sentiments seldom came to
the surface。 Absorption in a beloved work is practically equivalent to
the cleverest dissimulation; and thus it was that the opinions and
ideas of Rabourdin were a sealed book to des Lupeaulx。 The former was
sorry to see the man in his house; but he was never willing to oppose
his wife's wishes。 At this particular moment; while he talked
confidentially with a supernumerary o