little a human head is worth after the axe has done its work。
〃Collin is playing us off;〃 he continued。 〃When we come across a
man like a bar of steel tempered in the English fashion; there is
always one resource leftwe can kill him if he takes it into his
head to make the least resistance。 We are reckoning on several
methods of killing Collin to…morrow morning。 It saves a trial;
and society is rid of him without all the expense of guarding and
feeding him。 What with getting up the case; summoning witnesses;
paying their expenses; and carrying out the sentence; it costs a
lot to go through all the proper formalities before you can get
quit of one of these good…for…nothings; over and above the three
thousand francs that you are going to have。 There is a saving in
time as well。 One good thrust of the bayonet into Trompe…la…
Mort's paunch will prevent scores of crimes; and save fifty
scoundrels from following his example; they will be very careful
to keep themselves out of the police courts。 That is doing the
work of the police thoroughly; and true philanthropists will tell
you that it is better to prevent crime than to punish it。〃
〃And you do a service to our country;〃 said Poiret。
〃Really; you are talking in a very sensible manner tonight; that
you are;〃 said the head of the department。 〃Yes; of course; we
are serving our country; and we are very hardly used too。 We do
society very great services that are not recognized。 In fact; a
superior man must rise above vulgar prejudices; and a Christian
must resign himself to the mishaps that doing right entails; when
right is done in an out…of…the…way style。 Paris is Paris; you
see! That is the explanation of my life。I have the honor to
wish you a good…evening; mademoiselle。 I shall bring my men to
the Jardin du Roi in the morning。 Send Christophe to the Rue du
Buffon; tell him to ask for M。 Gondureau in the house where you
saw me before。Your servant; sir。 If you should ever have
anything stolen from you; come to me; and I will do my best to
get it back for you。〃
〃Well; now;〃 Poiret remarked to Mlle。 Michonneau; 〃there are
idiots who are scared out of their wits by the word police。 That
was a very pleasant…spoken gentleman; and what he wants you to do
is as easy as saying 'Good…day。' 〃
The next day was destined to be one of the most extraordinary in
the annals of the Maison Vauquer。 Hitherto the most startling
occurrence in its tranquil existence had been the portentous;
meteor…like apparition of the sham Comtesse de l'Ambermesnil。 But
the catastrophes of this great day were to cast all previous
events into the shade; and supply an inexhaustible topic of
conversation for Mme。 Vauquer and her boarders so long as she
lived。
In the first place; Goriot and Eugene de Rastignac both slept
till close upon eleven o'clock。 Mme。 Vauquer; who came home about
midnight from the Gaite; lay a…bed till half…past ten。
Christophe; after a prolonged slumber (he had finished Vautrin's
first bottle of wine); was behindhand with his work; but Poiret
and Mlle。 Michonneau uttered no complaint; though breakfast was
delayed。 As for Victorine and Mme。 Couture; they also lay late。
Vautrin went out before eight o'clock; and only came back just as
breakfast was ready。 Nobody protested; therefore; when Sylvie and
Christophe went up at a quarter past eleven; knocked at all the
doors; and announced that breakfast was waiting。 While Sylvie and
the man were upstairs; Mlle。 Michonneau; who came down first;
poured the contents of the phial into the silver cup belonging to
Vautrinit was standing with the others in the bain…marie that
kept the cream hot for the morning coffee。 The spinster had
reckoned on this custom of the house to do her stroke of
business。 The seven lodgers were at last collected together; not
without some difficulty。 Just as Eugene came downstairs;
stretching himself and yawning; a commissionaire handed him a
letter from Mme。 de Nucingen。 It ran thus:
〃I feel neither false vanity nor anger where you are concerned;
my friend。 Till two o'clock this morning I waited for you。 Oh;
that waiting for one whom you love! No one that had passed
through that torture could inflict it on another。 I know now that
you have never loved before。 What can have happened? Anxiety has
taken hold of me。 I would have come myself to find out what had
happened; if I had not feared to betray the secrets of my heart。
How can I walk out or drive out at this time of day? Would it not
be ruin? I have felt to the full how wretched it is to be a
woman。 Send a word to reassure me; and explain how it is that you
have not come after what my father told you。 I shall be angry;
but I will forgive you。 One word; for pity's sake。 You will come
to me soon; will you not? If you are busy; a line will be enough。
Say; 'I will hasten to you;' or else; 'I am ill。' But if you were
ill my father would have come to tell me so。 What can have
happened? 。 。 。〃
〃Yes; indeed; what has happened?〃 exclaimed Eugene; and; hurrying
down to the dining…room; he crumpled up the letter without
reading any more。 〃What time is it?〃
〃Half…past eleven;〃 said Vautrin; dropping a lump of sugar into
his coffee。
The escaped convict cast a glance at Eugene; a cold and
fascinating glance; men gifted with this magnetic power can quell
furious lunatics in a madhouse by such a glance; it is said。
Eugene shook in every limb。 There was the sound of wheels in the
street; and in another moment a man with a scared face rushed
into the room。 It was one of M。 Taillefer's servants; Mme。
Couture recognized the livery at once。
〃Mademoiselle;〃 he cried; 〃your father is asking for you
something terrible has happened! M。 Frederic has had a sword
thrust in the forehead in a duel; and the doctors have given him
up。 You will scarcely be in time to say good…bye to him! he is
unconscious。〃
〃Poor young fellow!〃 exclaimed Vautrin。 〃How can people brawl
when they have a certain income of thirty thousand livres? Young
people have bad manners; and that is a fact。〃
〃Sir!〃 cried Eugene。
〃Well; what then; you big baby!〃 said Vautrin; swallowing down
his coffee imperturbably; an operation which Mlle。 Michonneau
watched with such close attention that she had no emotion to
spare for the amazing news that had struck the others dumb with
amazement。 〃Are there not duels every morning in Paris?〃 added
Vautrin。
〃I will go with you; Victorine;〃 said Mme。 Couture; and the two
women hurried away at once without either hats or shawls。 But
before she went; Victorine; with her eyes full of tears; gave
Eugene a glance that said〃How little I thought that our
happiness should cost me tears!〃
〃Dear me; you are a prophet; M。 Vautrin;〃 said Mme。 Vauquer。
〃I am all sorts of things;〃 said Vautrin。
〃Queer; isn't it?〃 said Mme。 Vauquer; stringing together a
succession of commonplaces suited to the occasion。 〃Death takes
us off without asking us about it。 The young often go before the
old。 It is a lucky thing for us women that we are not liable to
fight duels; but we have other complaints that men don't suffer
from。 We bear children; and it takes a long time to get over it。
What a windfall for Victorine! Her father will have to
acknowledge her now!〃
〃There!〃 said Vautrin; looking at Eugene; 〃yesterday she had not
a penny; this morning she has several millions to her fortune。〃
〃I say; M。 Eugene!〃 cried Mme。 Vauquer; 〃you have landed on your
feet!〃
At this exclamation; Father Goriot looked at the student; and saw
the crumpled letter still in his hand。
〃You have not read it through! What does this mean? Are you going
to be like the rest of them?〃 he asked。
〃Madame; I shall never marry Mlle。 Victorine;〃 said Eugene;
turning to Mme。 Vauquer with an expression of terror and loathing
that surprised the onlookers at this scene。
Father Goriot caught the student's hand and grasped it warmly。 He
could have kissed it。
〃Oh; ho!〃 said Vautrin; 〃the Italians have a good proverbCol
tempo。〃
〃Is there any answer?〃 said Mme。 de Nucingen's messenger;
addressing Eugene。
〃Say that I will come directly。〃
The man went。 Eugene was in a state of such violent excitement
that he could not be prudent。
〃What is to be done?〃 he exclaimed aloud。 〃There are no proofs!〃
Vautrin began to smile。 Though the drug he had taken was doing
its work; the convict was so vigorous that he rose to his feet;
gave Rastignac a look; and said in hollow tones; 〃Luck comes to
us while we sleep; young man;〃 and fell stiff and stark; as if he
were struck dead。
〃So there is a Divine Justice!〃 said Eugene。
〃Well; if ever! What has come to that poor dear M。 Vautrin?〃
〃A stroke!〃 cried Mlle。 Michonneau。
〃Here; Sylvie! girl; run for the doctor;〃 called the widow。 〃Oh;
M。 Rastignac; just go for M。 Bianchon; and be as quick as you
can; Sylvie might not be in time to catch our doctor; M。
Grimprel。〃
Rastignac was glad of an excuse to leave that den of horrors; his
hurry for the doctor was nothing but a flight。
〃Here; Christophe; go round to the chemist's and ask for
something that's good for the apoplexy。〃
Christophe likewise went。
〃Father Goriot; just help us to get him upstairs。〃
Vautrin was taken up among them; carried carefully up the narrow
staircase; and laid upon his bed。
〃I can do no good here; so I shall go to see my daughter;〃 said
M。 Goriot。
〃Selfish old thing!〃 cried Mme。 Vauquer。 〃Yes; go; I wish you may
die like a dog。〃
〃Just go and see if you can find some ether;〃 said Mlle。
Michonneau to Mme。 Vauquer; the former; with some help from
Poiret; had unfastened the sick man's clothes。
Mme。 Vauquer went down to her room; and left Mlle。 Michonneau
mistress of the situation。
〃Now! just pull down his shirt and t
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