ball; and the Marquis will not be there。 People are wondering
what will happen?〃
〃The world laughs at baseness and connives at it。 But this will
kill Mme。 de Beauseant。〃
〃Oh; no;〃 said Delphine; smiling; 〃you do not know that kind of
woman。 Why; all Paris will be there; and so shall I; I ought to
go there for your sake。〃
〃Perhaps; after all; it is one of those absurd reports that
people set in circulation here。〃
〃We shall know the truth to…morrow。〃
Eugene did not return to the Maison Vauquer。 He could not forego
the pleasure of occupying his new rooms in the Rue d'Artois。
Yesterday evening he had been obliged to leave Delphine soon
after midnight; but that night it was Delphine who stayed with
him until two o'clock in the morning。 He rose late; and waited
for Mme。 de Nucingen; who came about noon to breakfast with him。
Youth snatches eagerly at these rosy moments of happiness; and
Eugene had almost forgotten Goriot's existence。 The pretty things
that surrounded him were growing familiar; this domestication in
itself was one long festival for him; and Mme。 de Nucingen was
there to glorify it all by her presence。 It was four o'clock
before they thought of Goriot; and of how he had looked forward
to the new life in that house。 Eugene said that the old man ought
to be moved at once; lest he should grow too ill to move。 He left
Delphine and hurried back to the lodging…house。 Neither Father
Goriot nor young Bianchon was in the dining…room with the others。
〃Aha!〃 said the painter as Eugene came in; 〃Father Goriot has
broken down at last。 Bianchon is upstairs with him。 One of his
daughtersthe Comtesse de Restauramacame to see the old
gentleman; and he would get up and go out; and made himself
worse。 Society is about to lose one of its brightest ornaments。〃
Rastignac sprang to the staircase。
〃Hey! Monsieur Eugene!〃
〃Monsieur Eugene; the mistress is calling you;〃 shouted Sylvie。
〃It is this; sir;〃 said the widow。 〃You and M。 Goriot should by
rights have moved out on the 15th of February。 That was three
days ago; to…day is the 18th; I ought really to be paid a month
in advance; but if you will engage to pay for both; I shall be
quite satisfied。〃
〃Why can't you trust him?〃
〃Trust him; indeed! If the old gentleman went off his head and
died; those daughters of his would not pay me a farthing; and his
things won't fetch ten francs。 This morning he went out with all
the spoons and forks he has left; I don't know why。 He had got
himself up to look quite young; andLord; forgive mebut I
thought he had rouge on his cheeks; he looked quite young again。〃
〃I will be responsible;〃 said Eugene; shuddering with horror; for
he foresaw the end。
He climbed the stairs and reached Father Goriot's room。 The old
man was tossing on his bed。 Bianchon was with him。
〃Good…evening; father;〃 said Eugene。
The old man turned his glassy eyes on him; smiled gently; and
said:
〃How is SHE?〃
〃She is quite well。 But how are you?〃
〃There is nothing much the matter。〃
〃Don't tire him;〃 said Bianchon; drawing Eugene into a corner of
the room。
〃Well?〃 asked Rastignac。
〃Nothing but a miracle can save him now。 Serous congestion has
set in; I have put on mustard plasters; and luckily he can feel
them; they are acting。〃
〃Is it possible to move him?〃
〃Quite out of the question。 He must stay where he is; and be kept
as quiet as possible〃
〃Dear Bianchon;〃 said Eugene; 〃we will nurse him between us。〃
〃I have had the head physician round from my hospital to see
him。〃
〃And what did he say?〃
〃He will give no opinion till to…morrow evening。 He promised to
look in again at the end of the day。 Unluckily; the preposterous
creature must needs go and do something foolish this morning; he
will not say what it was。 He is as obstinate as a mule。 As soon
as I begin to talk to him he pretends not to hear; and lies as if
he were asleep instead of answering; or if he opens his eyes he
begins to groan。 Some time this morning he went out on foot in
the streets; nobody knows where he went; and he took everything
that he had of any value with him。 He has been driving some
confounded bargain; and it has been too much for his strength。
One of his daughters has been here。〃
〃Was it the Countess?〃 asked Eugene。 〃A tall; dark…haired woman;
with large bright eyes; slender figure; and little feet?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Leave him to me for a bit;〃 said Rastignac。 〃I will make him
confess; he will tell me all about it。〃
〃And meanwhile I will get my dinner。 But try not to excite him;
there is still some hope left。〃
〃All right。〃
〃How they will enjoy themselves to…morrow;〃 said Father Goriot
when they were alone。 〃They are going to a grand ball。〃
〃What were you doing this morning; papa; to make yourself so
poorly this evening that you have to stop in bed?〃
〃Nothing。〃
〃Did not Anastasie come to see you?〃 demanded Rastignac。
〃Yes;〃 said Father Goriot。
〃Well; then; don't keep anything from me。 What more did she want
of you?〃
〃Oh; she was very miserable;〃 he answered; gathering up all his
strength to speak。 〃It was this way; my boy。 Since that affair of
the diamonds; Nasie has not had a penny of her own。 For this ball
she had ordered a golden gown like a setting for a jewel。 Her
mantuamaker; a woman without a conscience; would not give her
credit; so Nasie's waiting…woman advanced a thousand francs on
account。 Poor Nasie! reduced to such shifts! It cut me to the
heart to think of it! But when Nasie's maid saw how things were
between her master and mistress; she was afraid of losing her
money; and came to an understanding with the dressmaker; and the
woman refuses to send the ball…dress until the money is paid。 The
gown is ready; and the ball is to…morrow night! Nasie was in
despair。 She wanted to borrow my forks and spoons to pawn them。
Her husband is determined that she shall go and wear the
diamonds; so as to contradict the stories that are told all over
Paris。 How can she go to that heartless scoundrel and say; 'I owe
a thousand francs to my dressmaker; pay her for me!' She cannot。
I saw that myself。 Delphine will be there too in a superb
toilette; and Anastasie ought not to be outshone by her younger
sister。 And thenshe was drowned in tears; poor girl! I felt so
humbled yesterday when I had not the twelve thousand francs; that
I would have given the rest of my miserable life to wipe out that
wrong。 You see; I could have borne anything once; but latterly
this want of money has broken my heart。 Oh! I did not do it by
halves; I titivated myself up a bit; and went out and sold my
spoons and forks and buckles for six hundred francs; then I went
to old Daddy Gobseck; and sold a year's interest on my annuity
for four hundred francs down。 Pshaw! I can live on dry bread; as
I did when I was a young man; if I have done it before; I can do
it again。 My Nasie shall have one happy evening; at any rate。 She
shall be smart。 The banknote for a thousand francs is under my
pillow; it warms me to have it lying there under my head; for it
is going to make my poor Nasie happy。 She can turn that bad girl
Victoire out of the house。 A servant that cannot trust her
mistress; did any one ever hear the like! I shall be quite well
to…morrow。 Nasie is coming at ten o'clock。 They must not think
that I am ill; or they will not go to the ball; they will stop
and take care of me。 To…morrow Nasie will come and hold me in her
arms as if I were one of her children; her kisses will make me
well again。 After all; I might have spent the thousand francs on
physic; I would far rather give them to my little Nasie; who can
charm all the pain away。 At any rate; I am some comfort to her in
her misery; and that makes up for my unkindness in buying an
annuity。 She is in the depths; and I cannot draw her out of them
now。 Oh! I will go into business again; I will buy wheat in
Odessa; out there; wheat fetches a quarter of the price it sells
for here。 There is a law against the importation of grain; but
the good folk who made the law forgot to prohibit the
introduction of wheat products and food stuffs made from corn。
Hey! hey! 。 。 。 That struck me this morning。 There is a fine
trade to be done in starch。〃
Eugene; watching the old man's face; thought that his friend was
light…headed。
〃Come;〃 he said; 〃do not talk any more; you must rest〃 Just
then Bianchon came up; and Eugene went down to dinner。
The two students sat up with him that night; relieving each other
in turn。 Bianchon brought up his medical books and studied;
Eugene wrote letters home to his mother and sisters。 Next morning
Bianchon thought the symptoms more hopeful; but the patient's
condition demanded continual attention; which the two students
alone were willing to givea task impossible to describe in the
squeamish phraseology of the epoch。 Leeches must be applied to
the wasted body; the poultices and hot foot…baths; and other
details of the treatment required the physical strength and
devotion of the two young men。 Mme。 de Restaud did not come; but
she sent a messenger for the money。
〃I expected she would come herself; but it would have been a pity
for her to come; she would have been anxious about me;〃 said the
father; and to all appearances he was well content。
At seven o'clock that evening Therese came with a letter from
Delphine。
〃What are you doing; dear friend? I have been loved for a very
little while; and I am neglected already? In the confidences of
heart and heart; I have learned to know your soulyou are too
noble not to be faithful for ever; for you know that love with
all its infinite subtle changes of feeling is never the same。
Once you said; as we were listening to the Prayer in Mose in
Egitto; 'For some it i
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