father goriot-第32节
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〃Good…night; neighbor! Sleep well; and pleasant dreams to you! I
have mine already made for me by that message from her。 May God
grant you all your desires! You have come in like a good angel on
me to…night; and brought with you the air that my daughter
breathes。〃
〃Poor old fellow!〃 said Eugene as he lay down。 〃It is enough to
melt a heart of stone。 His daughter no more thought of him than
of the Grand Turk。〃
Ever after this conference Goriot looked upon his neighbor as a
friend; a confidant such as he had never hoped to find; and there
was established between the two the only relationship that could
attach this old man to another man。 The passions never
miscalculate。 Father Goriot felt that this friendship brought him
closer to his daughter Delphine; he thought that he should find a
warmer welcome for himself if the Baroness should care for
Eugene。 Moreover; he had confided one of his troubles to the
younger man。 Mme。 de Nucingen; for whose happiness he prayed a
thousand times daily; had never known the joys of love。 Eugene
was certainly (to make use of his own expression) one of the
nicest young men that he had ever seen; and some prophetic
instinct seemed to tell him that Eugene was to give her the
happiness which had not been hers。 These were the beginnings of a
friendship that grew up between the old man and his neighbor; but
for this friendship the catastrophe of the drama must have
remained a mystery。
The affection with which Father Goriot regarded Eugene; by whom
he seated himself at breakfast; the change in Goriot's face;
which as a rule; looked as expressionless as a plaster cast; and
a few words that passed between the two; surprised the other
lodgers。 Vautrin; who saw Eugene for the first time since their
interview; seemed as if he would fain read the student's very
soul。 During the night Eugene had had some time in which to scan
the vast field which lay before him; and now; as he remembered
yesterday's proposal; the thought of Mlle。 Taillefer's dowry
came; of course; to his mind; and he could not help thinking of
Victorine as the most exemplary youth may think of an heiress。 It
chanced that their eyes met。 The poor girl did not fail to see
that Eugene looked very handsome in his new clothes。 So much was
said in the glance; thus exchanged; that Eugene could not doubt
but that he was associated in her mind with the vague hopes that
lie dormant in a girl's heart and gather round the first
attractive newcomer。 〃Eight hundred thousand francs!〃 a voice
cried in his ears; but suddenly he took refuge in the memories of
yesterday evening; thinking that his extemporized passion for
Mme。 de Nucingen was a talisman that would preserve him from this
temptation。
〃They gave Rossini's Barber of Seville at the Italiens yesterday
evening;〃 he remarked。 〃I never heard such delicious music。 Good
gracious! how lucky people are to have a box at the Italiens!〃
Father Goriot drank in every word that Eugene let fall; and
watched him as a dog watches his master's slightest movement。
〃You men are like fighting cocks;〃 said Mme。 Vauquer; 〃you do
what you like。〃
〃How did you get back?〃 inquired Vautrin。
〃I walked;〃 answered Eugene。
〃For my own part;〃 remarked the tempter; 〃I do not care about
doing things by halves。 If I want to enjoy myself that way; I
should prefer to go in my carriage; sit in my own box; and do the
thing comfortably。 Everything or nothing; that is my motto。〃
〃And a good one; too;〃 commented Mme。 Vauquer。
〃Perhaps you will see Mme。 de Nucingen to…day;〃 said Eugene;
addressing Goriot in an undertone。 〃She will welcome you with
open arms; I am sure; she would want to ask you for all sorts of
little details about me。 I have found out that she will do
anything in the world to be known by my cousin Mme。 de Beauseant;
don't forget to tell her that I love her too well not to think of
trying to arrange this。〃
Rastignac went at once to the Ecole de Droit。 He had no mind to
stay a moment longer than was necessary in that odious house。 He
wasted his time that day; he had fallen a victim to that fever of
the brain that accompanies the too vivid hopes of youth。
Vautrin's arguments had set him meditating on social life; and he
was deep in these reflections when he happened on his friend
Bianchon in the Jardin du Luxembourg。
〃What makes you look so solemn?〃 said the medical student;
putting an arm through Eugene's as they went towards the Palais。
〃I am tormented by temptations。〃
〃What kind? There is a cure for temptation。〃
〃What?〃
〃Yielding to it。〃
〃You laugh; but you don't know what it is all about。 Have you
read Rousseau?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Do you remember that he asks the reader somewhere what he would
do if he could make a fortune by killing an old mandarin
somewhere in China by mere force of wishing it; and without
stirring from Paris?〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Well; then?〃
〃Pshaw! I am at my thirty…third mandarin。〃
〃Seriously; though。 Look here; suppose you were sure that you
could do it; and had only to give a nod。 Would you do it?〃
〃Is he well stricken in years; this mandarin of yours? Pshaw!
after all; young or old; paralytic; or well and sound; my word
for it。 。 。 。 Well; then。 Hang it; no!〃
〃You are a good fellow; Bianchon。 But suppose you loved a woman
well enough to lose your soul in hell for her; and that she
wanted money for dresses and a carriage; and all her whims; in
fact?〃
〃Why; here you are taking away my reason; and want me to reason!〃
〃Well; then; Bianchon; I am mad; bring me to my senses。 I have
two sisters as beautiful and innocent as angels; and I want them
to be happy。 How am I to find two hundred thousand francs apiece
for them in the next five years? Now and then in life; you see;
you must play for heavy stakes; and it is no use wasting your
luck on low play。〃
〃But you are only stating the problem that lies before every one
at the outset of his life; and you want to cut the Gordian knot
with a sword。 If that is the way of it; dear boy; you must be an
Alexander; or to the hulks you go。 For my own part; I am quite
contented with the little lot I mean to make for myself somewhere
in the country; when I mean to step into my father's shoes and
plod along。 A man's affections are just as fully satisfied by the
smallest circle as they can be by a vast circumference。 Napoleon
himself could only dine once; and he could not have more
mistresses than a house student at the Capuchins。 Happiness; old
man; depends on what lies between the sole of your foot and the
crown of your head; and whether it costs a million or a hundred
louis; the actual amount of pleasure that you receive rests
entirely with you; and is just exactly the same in any case。 I am
for letting that Chinaman live。〃
〃Thank you; Bianchon; you have done me good。 We will always be
friends。〃
〃I say;〃 remarked the medical student; as they came to the end of
a broad walk in the Jardin des Plantes; 〃I saw the Michonneau and
Poiret a few minutes ago on a bench chatting with a gentleman
whom I used to see in last year's troubles hanging about the
Chamber of Deputies; he seems to me; in fact; to be a detective
dressed up like a decent retired tradesman。 Let us keep an eye on
that couple; I will tell you why some time。 Good…bye; it is
nearly four o'clock; and I must be in to answer to my name。〃
When Eugene reached the lodging…house; he found Father Goriot
waiting for him。
〃Here;〃 cried the old man; 〃here is a letter from her。 Pretty
handwriting; eh?〃
Eugene broke the seal and read:
〃Sir;I have heard from my father that you are fond of Italian
music。 I shall be delighted if you will do me the pleasure of
accepting a seat in my box。 La Fodor and Pellegrini will sing on
Saturday; so I am sure that you will not refuse me。 M。 de
Nucingen and I shall be pleased if you will dine with us; we
shall be quite by ourselves。 If you will come and be my escort;
my husband will be glad to be relieved from his conjugal duties。
Do not answer; but simply come。Yours sincerely;
D。 DE N。〃
〃Let me see it;〃 said Father Goriot; when Eugene had read the
letter。 〃You are going; aren't you?〃 he added; when he had
smelled the writing…paper。 〃How nice it smells! Her fingers have
touched it; that is certain。〃
〃A woman does not fling herself at a man's head in this way;〃 the
student was thinking。 〃She wants to use me to bring back de
Marsay; nothing but pique makes a woman do a thing like this。〃
〃Well;〃 said Father Goriot; 〃what are you thinking about?〃
Eugene did not know the fever or vanity that possessed some women
in those days; how should he imagine that to open a door in the
Faubourg Saint…Germain a banker's wife would go to almost any
length。 For the coterie of the Faubourg Saint…Germain was a
charmed ci