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first; if my uncle is willing。〃

〃Farewell for the present!〃 said Madame des Grassins。

When the Cruchots were a few steps off; Adolphe remarked to his
father;

〃Are not they fuming; hein?〃

〃Hold your tongue; my son!〃 said his mother; 〃they might hear you。
Besides; what you say is not in good taste;law…school language。〃

〃Well; uncle;〃 cried the president when he saw the des Grassins
disappearing; 〃I began by being de Bonfons; and I have ended as
nothing but Cruchot。〃

〃I saw that that annoyed you; but the wind has set fair for the des
Grassins。 What a fool you are; with all your cleverness! Let them sail
off on Grandet's 'We'll see about it;' and keep yourself quiet; young
man。 Eugenie will none the less be your wife。〃

In a few moments the news of Grandet's magnanimous resolve was
disseminated in three houses at the same moment; and the whole town
began to talk of his fraternal devotion。 Every one forgave Grandet for
the sale made in defiance of the good faith pledged to the community;
they admired his sense of honor; and began to laud a generosity of
which they had never thought him capable。 It is part of the French
nature to grow enthusiastic; or angry; or fervent about some meteor of
the moment。 Can it be that collective beings; nationalities; peoples;
are devoid of memory?

When Pere Grandet had shut the door he called Nanon。

〃Don't let the dog loose; and don't go to bed; we have work to do
together。 At eleven o'clock Cornoiller will be at the door with the
chariot from Froidfond。 Listen for him and prevent his knocking; tell
him to come in softly。 Police regulations don't allow nocturnal
racket。 Besides; the whole neighborhood need not know that I am
starting on a journey。〃

So saying; Grandet returned to his private room; where Nanon heard him
moving about; rummaging; and walking to and fro; though with much
precaution; for he evidently did not wish to wake his wife and
daughter; and above all not to rouse the attention of his nephew; whom
he had begun to anathematize when he saw a thread of light under his
door。 About the middle of the night Eugenie; intent on her cousin;
fancied she heard a cry like that of a dying person。 It must be
Charles; she thought; he was so pale; so full of despair when she had
seen him last;could he have killed himself? She wrapped herself
quickly in a loose garment;a sort of pelisse with a hood;and was
about to leave the room when a bright light coming through the chinks
of her door made her think of fire。 But she recovered herself as she
heard Nanon's heavy steps and gruff voice mingling with the snorting
of several horses。

〃Can my father be carrying off my cousin?〃 she said to herself;
opening her door with great precaution lest it should creak; and yet
enough to let her see into the corridor。

Suddenly her eye encountered that of her father; and his glance; vague
and unnoticing as it was; terrified her。 The goodman and Nanon were
yoked together by a stout stick; each end of which rested on their
shoulders; a stout rope was passed over it; on which was slung a small
barrel or keg like those Pere Grandet still made in his bakehouse as
an amusement for his leisure hours。

〃Holy Virgin; how heavy it is!〃 said the voice of Nanon。

〃What a pity that it is only copper sous!〃 answered Grandet。 〃Take
care you don't knock over the candlestick。〃

The scene was lighted by a single candle placed between two rails of
the staircase。

〃Cornoiller;〃 said Grandet to his keeper /in partibus/; 〃have you
brought your pistols?〃

〃No; monsieur。 Mercy! what's there to fear for your copper sous?〃

〃Oh! nothing;〃 said Pere Grandet。

〃Besides; we shall go fast;〃 added the man; 〃your farmers have picked
out their best horses。〃

〃Very good。 You did not tell them where I was going?〃

〃I didn't know where。〃

〃Very good。 Is the carriage strong?〃

〃Strong? hear to that; now! Why; it can carry three thousand weight。
How much does that old keg weigh?〃

〃Goodness!〃 exclaimed Nanon。 〃I ought to know! There's pretty nigh
eighteen hundred〃

〃Will you hold your tongue; Nanon! You are to tell my wife I have gone
into the country。 I shall be back to dinner。 Drive fast; Cornoiller; I
must get to Angers before nine o'clock。〃

The carriage drove off。 Nanon bolted the great door; let loose the
dog; and went off to bed with a bruised shoulder; no one in the
neighborhood suspecting either the departure of Grandet or the object
of his journey。 The precautions of the old miser and his reticence
were never relaxed。 No one had ever seen a penny in that house; filled
as it was with gold。 Hearing in the morning; through the gossip of the
port; that exchange on gold had doubled in price in consequence of
certain military preparations undertaken at Nantes; and that
speculators had arrived at Angers to buy coin; the old wine…grower; by
the simple process of borrowing horses from his farmers; seized the
chance of selling his gold and of bringing back in the form of
treasury notes the sum he intended to put into the Funds; having
swelled it considerably by the exchange。



VIII

〃My father has gone;〃 thought Eugenie; who heard all that took place
from the head of the stairs。 Silence was restored in the house; and
the distant rumbling of the carriage; ceasing by degrees; no longer
echoed through the sleeping town。 At this moment Eugenie heard in her
heart; before the sound caught her ears; a cry which pierced the
partitions and came from her cousin's chamber。 A line of light; thin
as the blade of a sabre; shone through a chink in the door and fell
horizontally on the balusters of the rotten staircase。

〃He suffers!〃 she said; springing up the stairs。 A second moan brought
her to the landing near his room。 The door was ajar; she pushed it
open。 Charles was sleeping; his head hung over the side of the old
armchair; and his hand; from which the pen had fallen; nearly touched
the floor。 The oppressed breathing caused by the strained posture
suddenly frightened Eugenie; who entered the room hastily。

〃He must be very tired;〃 she said to herself; glancing at a dozen
letters lying sealed upon the table。 She read their addresses: 〃To
Messrs。 Farry; Breilmann; & Co。; carriage…makers〃; 〃To Monsieur
Buisson; tailor;〃 etc。

〃He has been settling all his affairs; so as to leave France at once;〃
she thought。 Her eyes fell upon two open letters。 The words; 〃My dear
Annette;〃 at the head of one of them; blinded her for a moment。 Her
heart beat fast; her feet were nailed to the floor。

〃His dear Annette! He loves! he is loved! No hope! What does he say to
her?〃

These thoughts rushed through her head and heart。 She saw the words
everywhere; even on the bricks of the floor; in letters of fire。

〃Resign him already? No; no! I will not read the letter。 I ought to go
awayWhat if I do read it?〃

She looked at Charles; then she gently took his head and placed it
against the back of the chair; he let her do so; like a child which;
though asleep; knows its mother's touch and receives; without awaking;
her kisses and watchful care。 Like a mother Eugenie raised the
drooping hand; and like a mother she gently kissed the chestnut hair
〃Dear Annette!〃 a demon shrieked the words in her ear。

〃I am doing wrong; but I must read it; that letter;〃 she said。 She
turned away her head; for her noble sense of honor reproached her。 For
the first time in her life good and evil struggled together in her
heart。 Up to that moment she had never had to blush for any action。
Passion and curiosity triumphed。 As she read each sentence her heart
swelled more and more; and the keen glow which filled her being as she
did so; only made the joys of first love still more precious。

  My dear Annette;Nothing could ever have separated us but the
  great misfortune which has now overwhelmed me; and which no human
  foresight could have prevented。 My father has killed himself; his
  fortune and mine are irretrievably lost。 I am orphaned at an age
  when; through the nature of my education; I am still a child; and
  yet I must lift myself as a man out of the abyss into which I am
  plunged。 I have just spent half the night in facing my position。
  If I wish to leave France an honest man;and there is no doubt of
  that;I have not a hundred francs of my own with which to try my
  fate in the Indies or in America。 Yes; my poor Anna; I must seek
  my fortune in those deadly climates。 Under those skies; they tell
  me; I am sure to make it。 As for remaining in Paris; I cannot do
  so。 Neither my nature nor my face are made to bear the affronts;
  the neglect; the disdain shown to a ruined man; the son of a
  bankrupt! Good God! think of owing two millions! I should be
  killed in a duel the first week; therefore I shall not return
  there。 Your lovethe most tender and devoted love which ever
  ennobled the heart of mancannot draw me back。 Alas! my beloved;
  I have no money with which to go to you; to give and receive a
  last kiss from which I might derive some strength for my forlorn
  enterprise。

〃Poor Charles! I did well to read the letter。 I have gold; I will give
it to him;〃 thought Eugenie。

She wiped her eyes; and went o

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