第25章

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Ursula’sextremebeauty,towhichheralmosthopelesslovegaveadepthwhichgreatpaintershavesometimesconveyedinpictureswherethesoulisbroughtintostrongrelief,hadstruckMadamedePortendueresuddenly,andmadehersuspectthatthedoctor’sapparentgenerositymaskedanambitiousscheme。ShehadmadethespeechtowhichSavinienrepliedwiththeintentionofwoundingthedoctorinthatwhichwasdearesttohim;andshesucceeded,thoughtheoldmancouldhardlyrestrainasmileasheheardhimselfstyleda“chevalier,“amusedtoobservehowtheeagernessofaloverdidnotshrinkfromabsurdity。 “TheorderofSaint-Michelwhichinformerdaysmencommittedfolliestoobtain,“hesaid,“hasnow,Monsieurlevicomte,gonethewayofotherprivileges!Itisgivenonlytodoctorsandpoorartists。ThekingshavedonewelltojoinittothatofSaint-Lazarewhowas,I believe,apoordevilrecalledtolifebyamiracle。FromthispointofviewtheorderofSaint-MichelandSaint-Lazaremaybe,formanyofus,symbolic。“ Afterthisreply,atoncesarcasticanddignified,silencereigned,which,asnooneseemedinclinedtobreakit,wasbecomingawkward,whentherewasarapatthedoor。 “Thereisourdearabbe,“saidtheoldlady,whorose,leavingUrsulaalone,andadvancingtomeettheAbbeChaperon,——anhonorshehadnotpaidtothedoctorandhisniece。 TheoldmansmiledtohimselfashelookedfromhisgoddaughtertoSavinien。ToshowoffenceortocomplainofMadamedePortenduere’smannerswasarockonwhichamanofsmallmindmighthavestruck,butMinoretwastooaccomplishedinthewaysoftheworldnottoavoidit。 HebegantotalktotheviscountofthedangerCharlesX。wasthenrunningbyconfidingtheaffairsofthenationtothePrincedePolignac。Whensufficienttimehadbeenspentonthesubjecttoavoidallappearanceofrevenginghimselfbysodoing,hehandedtheoldlady,inaneasy,jestingway,apacketoflegalpapersandreceiptedbills,togetherwiththeaccountofhisnotary。 “Hasmysonverifiedthem?“shesaid,givingSavinienalook,towhichherepliedbybendinghishead。“Well,thentherestismynotary’sbusiness,“sheadded,pushingawaythepapersandtreatingtheaffairwiththedisdainshewishedtoshowformoney。 Toabasewealthwas,accordingtoMadamedePortenduere’sideas,toelevatethenobilityandrobthebourgeoisieoftheirimportance。 AfewmomentslaterGoupilcamefromhisemployer,Dionis,toaskfortheaccountsofthetransactionbetweenthedoctorandSavinien。 “Whydoyouwantthem?“saidtheoldlady。 “Toputthematterinlegalform;therehavebeennocashpayments。“ UrsulaandSavinien,whobothforthefirsttimeexchangedaglancewithoffensivepersonage,wereconsciousofasensationlikethatoftouchingatoad,aggravatedbyadarkpresentimentofevil。Theybothhadthesameindefinableandconfusedvisionintothefuture,whichhasnonameinanylanguage,butwhichiscapableofexplanationastheactionoftheinwardbeingofwhichthemysteriousSwedenborgianhadspokentoDoctorMinoret。ThecertaintythatthevenomousGoupilwouldinsomewaybefataltothemmadeUrsulatremble;butshecontrolledherself,consciousofunspeakablepleasureinseeingthatSaviniensharedheremotion。 “Heisnothandsome,thatclerkofMonsieurDionis,“saidSavinien,whenGoupilhadclosedthedoor。 “Whatdoesitsignifywhethersuchpersonsarehandsomeorugly?“saidMadamedePortenduere。 “Idon’tcomplainofhisugliness,“saidtheabbe,“butIdoofhiswickedness,whichpassesallbounds;heisavillain。“ Thedoctor,inspiteofhisdesiretobeamiable,grewcoldanddignified。Theloverswereembarrassed。Ifithadnotbeenforthekindlygood-humoroftheabbe,whosegentlegayetyenlivenedthedinner,thepositionofthedoctorandhisniecewouldhavebeenalmostintolerable。Atdessert,seeingUrsulaturnpale,hesaidtoher:—— “Ifyoudon’tfeelwell,dearchild,wehaveonlythestreettocross。“ “Whatisthematter,mydear?“saidtheoldladytothegirl。 “Madame,“saidthedoctorseverely,“hersoulischilled,accustomedassheistobemetbysmiles。“ “Averybadeducation,monsieur,“saidMadamedePortenduere。“Isitnot,Monsieurl’abbe?“ “Yes,“answeredMinoret,withalookattheabbe,whoknewnothowtoreply。“Ihave,itistrue,renderedlifeunbearabletoanangelicspiritifshehastopassitintheworld;butItrustIshallnotdieuntilIplaceherinsecurity,safefromcoldness,indifference,andhatred——“ “Oh,godfather——Ibegofyou——saynomore。Thereisnothingthematterwithme,“criedUrsula,meetingMadamedePortenduere’seyesratherthangivetoomuchmeaningtoherwordsbylookingatSavinien。 “Icannotknow,madame,“saidSavinientohismother,“whetherMademoiselleUrsulasuffers,butIdoknowthatyouaretorturingme。“ Hearingthesewords,draggedfromthegenerousyoungmanbyhismother’streatmentofherself,UrsulaturnedpaleandbeggedMadamedePortendueretoexcuseher;thenshetookheruncle’sarm,bowed,lefttheroom,andreturnedhome。Oncethere,sherushedtothesalonandsatdowntothepiano,putherheadinherhands,andburstintotears。 “Whydon’tyouleavethemanagementofyouraffairstomyoldexperience,cruelchild?“criedthedoctorindespair。“Noblesneverthinkthemselvesunderanyobligationstothebourgeoisie。Whenwedothemaservicetheyconsiderthatwedoourduty,andthat’sall。 Besides,theoldladysawthatyoulookedfavorablyonSavinien;sheisafraidhewillloveyou。“ “Atanyrateheissaved!“saidUrsula。“Butah!totrytohumiliateamanlikeyou!“ “WaittillIreturn,mychild,“saidtheoldmanleavingher。 Whenthedoctorre-enteredMadamedePortenduere’ssalonhefoundDionisthenotary,accompaniedbyMonsieurBongrandandthemayorofNemours,witnessesrequiredbylawforthevalidityofdeedsinallcommuneswherethereisbutonenotary。MinorettookMonsieurDionisasideandsaidawordinhisear,afterwhichthenotaryreadthedeedsaloudofficially;fromwhichitappearedthatMadamedePortendueregaveamortgageonallherpropertytosecurepaymentofthehundredthousandfrancs,theinterestonwhichwasfixedatfivepercent。AtthereadingofthislastclausetheabbelookedatMinoret,whoansweredwithanapprovingnod。Thepoorpriestwhisperedsomethingintheoldlady’seartowhichshereplied,—— “Iwillowenothingtosuchpersons。“ “Mymotherleavesmethenoblerpart,“saidSavinientothedoctor; “shewillrepaythemoneyandchargesmetoshowourgratitude。“ “Butyouwillhavetopayeleventhousandfrancsthefirstyeartomeettheinterestandthelegalcosts,“saidtheabbe。 “Monsieur,“saidMinorettoDionis,“asMonsieurandMadamedePortenduerearenotinaconditiontopaythosecosts,addthemtotheamountofthemortgageandIwillpaythem。“ Dionismadethechangeandthesumborrowedwasfixedatonehundredandseventhousandfrancs。Whenthepaperswereallsigned,Minoretmadehisfatigueanexcusetoleavethehouseatthesametimeasthenotaryandwitnesses。 “Madame,“saidtheabbe,“whydidyouaffronttheexcellentMonsieurMinoret,whosavedyouatleasttwenty-fivethousandfrancsonthosedebtsinParis,andhadthedelicacytogivetwentythousandtoyoursonforhisdebtsofhonor?“ “YourMinoretissly,“shesaid,takingapinchofsnuff。“Heknowswhatheisabout。“ “Mymotherthinkshewishestoforcemeintomarryinghisniecebygettingholdofourfarm,“saidSavinien;“asifaPortenduere,sonofaKergarouet,couldbemadetomarryagainsthiswill。“ Anhourlater,Savinienpresentedhimselfatthedoctor’shouse,wherealltherelativeshadassembled,enticedbycuriosity。Thearrivaloftheyoungviscountproducedalivelysensation,allthemorebecauseitseffectwasdifferentoneachpersonpresent。MesdemoisellesCremiereandMassinwhisperedtogetherandlookedatUrsula,whoblushed。ThemotherssaidtoDesirethatGoupilwasrightaboutthemarriage。Theeyesofallpresentturnedtowardsthedoctor,whodidnotrisetoreceivetheyoungnobleman,butmerelybowedhisheadwithoutlayingdownthedice-box,forhewasplayingagameofbackgammonwithMonsieurBongrand。Thedoctor’scoldmannersurprisedeveryone。 “Ursula,mychild,“hesaid,“giveusalittlemusic。“ Whiletheyounggirl,delightedtohavesomethingtodotokeepherincountenance,wenttothepianoandbegantomovethegreen-coveredmusic-books,theheirsresignedthemselves,withmanydemonstrationsofpleasure,tothetortureandthesilenceabouttobeinflictedonthem,soeagerweretheytofindoutwhatwasgoingonbetweentheiruncleandthePortendueres。 Insometimeshappensthatapieceofmusic,poorinitself,whenplayedbyayounggirlundertheinfluenceofdeepfeeling,makesmoreimpressionthanafineovertureplayedbyafullorchestra。Inallmusicthereis,besidesthethoughtofthecomposer,thesouloftheperformer,who,byaprivilegegrantedtothisartonly,cangivebothmeaningandpoetrytopassageswhichareinthemselvesofnogreatvalue。Chopinproves,forthatunresponsiveinstrumentthepiano,thetruthofthisfact,alreadyprovedbyPaganiniontheviolin。Thatfinegeniusislessamusicianthanasoulwhichmakesitselffelt,andcommunicatesitselfthroughallspeciesofmusic,evensimplechords。Ursula,byherexquisiteandsensitiveorganization,belongedtothisrareclassofbeings,andoldSchmucke,themaster,whocameeverySaturdayandwho,duringUrsula’sstayinPariswaswithhereveryday,hadbroughthispupil’stalenttoitsfullperfection。 “Rousseau’sDream,“thepiecenowchosenbyUrsula,composedbyHeroldinhisyoungdays,isnotwithoutacertaindepthwhichiscapableofbeingdevelopedbyexecution。Ursulathrewintoitthefeelingswhichwereagitatingherbeing,andjustifiedtheterm“caprice“givenbyHeroldtothefragment。Withsoftanddreamytouchhersoulspoketotheyoungman’ssoulandwrappedit,asinacloud,withideasthatwerealmostvisible。