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第35章

  “Verygood,——Sens,“repliedthehideousclerk。“There’sanarchbishopatSens,andIdon’tobjecttodevotion;alittlehypocrisyandthereyouare,onthewaytofortune。Besides,thegirlispious,andshe’llsucceedatSens。“
  “Itistobefullyunderstood,“continuedMinoret,“thatIshallnotpaythemoneytillyoumarrymycousin,forwhomIwishtoprovide,outofconsiderationformydeceaseduncle。“
  “Whynotformetoo?“saidGoupilmaliciously,instantlysuspectingasecretmotiveinMinoret’sconduct。“Isn’titthroughinformationyougotfrommethatyoumaketwenty-fourthousandayearfromthatland,withoutasingleenclosure,aroundtheChateauduRouvre?ThefieldsandthemilltheothersideoftheLoingmakesixteenthousandmore。
  Come,oldfellow,doyoumeantoplayfairwithme?“
  “Yes。“
  “IfIwantedtoshowmyteethIcouldcoaxMassintobuytheRouvreestate,park,gardens,preserves,andtimber——“
  “You’dbetterthinktwicebeforeyoudothat,“saidZelie,suddenlyintervening。
  “IfIchoose,“saidGoupil,givingheraviperishlook;“Massinwouldbuythewholefortwohundredthousandfrancs。“
  “Leaveus,wife,“saidthecolossus,takingZeliebythearm,andshovingheraway;“Iunderstandhim。Wehavebeensoverybusy,“hecontinued,returningtoGoupil,“thatwehavehadnotimetothinkofyou;butIrelyonyourfriendshiptobuytheRouvreestateforme。“
  “Itisaveryancientmarquisate,“saidGoupil,maliciously;“whichwillsoonbeworthinyourhandsfiftythousandfrancsayear;thatmeansacapitalofmorethantwomillionsasmoneyisnow。“
  “MysoncouldthenmarrythedaughterofamarshalofFrance,orthedaughterofsomeoldfamilywhoseinfluencewouldgethimafineplaceunderthegovernmentinParis,“saidMinoret,openinghishugesnuff-
  boxandofferingapinchtoGoupil。
  “Verygood;butwillyouplayfair?“criedGoupil,shakinghisfingers。
  Minoretpressedtheclerk’shandsreplying:——
  “Onmywordofhonor。“
  Likeallcraftypersons,Goupil,fortunatelyforMinoret,believedthattheproposedmarriagewithUrsulawasonlyapretextonthepartofthecolossusandZelieformakingupwithhim,nowthathewasopposingthemwithMassin。
  “Itisn’the,“thoughtGoupil,“whohasinventedthisscheme;IknowmyZelie,——shetaughthimhispart。Bah!I’llletMassingo。InthreeyearstimeI’llbedeputyfromSens。“JustthenhesawBongrandonhiswaytotheoppositehouseforhiswhist,andherushedhastilyafterhim。
  “YoutakeagreatinterestinMademoiselleMirouet,mydearMonsieurBongrand,“hesaid。“Iknowyouwillnotbeindifferenttoherfuture。
  Herrelationsareconsideringit,andthereistheprogramme;sheoughttomarryanotarywhosepracticeshouldbeinthechieftownofanarrondisement。Thisnotary,whowouldofcoursebeelecteddeputyinthreeyears,shouldsettleonadowerofahundredthousandfrancsonher。“
  “Shecandobetterthanthat,“saidBongrandcoldly。“MadamedePortenduereisgreatlychangedsincehermisfortunes;troubleiskillingher。Savinienwillhavesixthousandfrancsayear,andUrsulahasacapitaloffortythousand。IshallshowthemhowtoincreaseitalaMassin,buthonestly,andintenyearstheywillhavealittlefortune。
  “Savinienwilldoafoolishthing,“saidGoupil;“hecanmarryMademoiselleduRouvrewheneverhelikes,——anonlydaughtertowhomtheuncleandauntintendtoleaveafineproperty。“
  “Whereloveentersfarewellprudence,asLaFontainesays——Bythebye,whoisyournotary?“addedBongrandfromcuriosity。
  “SupposeitwereI?“answeredGoupil。
  “You!“exclaimedBongrand,withouthidinghisdisgust。
  “Well,well!——Adieu,monsieur,“repliedGoupil,withapartingglanceofgallandhatredanddefiance。
  “Doyouwishtobethewifeofanotarywhowillsettleahundredthousandfrancsonyou?“criedBongrandenteringMadamedePortenduere’slittlesalon,whereUrsulawasseatedbesidetheoldlady。
  UrsulaandSavinientrembledandlookedateachother,——shesmiling,henotdaringtoshowhisuneasiness。
  “Iamnotmistressofmyself,“saidUrsula,holdingoutherhandtoSavinieninsuchawaythattheoldladydidnotperceivethegesture。
  “Well,Ihaverefusedtheofferwithoutconsultingyou。“
  “Whydidyoudothat?“saidMadamedePortenduere。“Ithinkthepositionofanotaryisaverygoodone。“
  “Iprefermypeacefulpoverty,“saidUrsula,“whichisreallywealthcomparedwithwhatmystationinlifemighthavegivenme。Besides,myoldnursesparesmeagreatdealofcare,andIshallnotexchangethepresent,whichIlike,foranunknownfate。“
  Afewweekslaterthepostpouredintotwoheartsthepoisonofanonymousletters,——oneaddressedtoMadamedePortenduere,theothertoUrsula。Thefollowingistheonetotheoldlady:——
  “Youloveyourson,youwishtomarryhiminamannerconformablewiththenamehebears;andyetyouencouragehisfancyforanambitiousgirlwithoutmoneyandthedaughterofaregimentalband-
  master,byinvitinghertoyourhouse。YououghttomarryhimtoMademoiselleduRouvre,onwhomhertwouncles,theMarquisdeRonquerollesandtheChevalierduRouvre,whoareworthmoney,wouldsettleahandsomesumratherthanleaveittothatoldfooltheMarquisduRouvre,whorunsthrougheverything。MadamedeSerizy,auntofClementineduRouvre,whohasjustlostheronlysoninthecampaigninAlgiers,willnodoubtadoptherniece。Apersonwhoisyourwell-wisherassuresyouthatSavinienwillbeaccepted。“
  ThelettertoUrsulawasasfollows:——
  DearUrsula,——ThereisayoungmaninNemourswhoidolizesyou。Hecannotseeyouworkingatyourwindowwithoutemotionswhichprovetohimthathislovewilllastthroughlife。Thisyoungmanisgiftedwithanironwillandaspiritofperseverancewhichnothingcandiscourage。Receivehisaddressesfavorably,forhisintentionsarepure,andhehumblyasksyourhandwithasinceredesiretomakeyouhappy。Hisfortune,alreadysuitable,isnothingtothatwhichhewillmakeforyouwhenyouareoncehiswife。Youshallbereceivedatcourtasthewifeofaministerandoneofthefirstladiesintheland。
  AsheseesyoueverydaywithoutyourbeingabletoseehimputapotofLaBougival’spinksinyourwindowandhewillunderstandfromthatthathehasyourpermissiontopresenthimself。
  UrsulaburnedtheletterandsaidnothingaboutittoSavinien。Twodayslatershereceivedanotherletterinthefollowinglanguage:——
  “Youdowrong,mydearUrsula,nottoansweronewholovesyoubetterthanlifeitself。YouthinkyouwillmarrySavinien——youareverymuchmistaken。Thatmarriagewillnottakeplace。MadamedePortenduerewentthismorningtoRouvretoaskforthehandofMademoiselleClementineforherson。Savinienwillyieldintheend。Whatobjectioncanhemake?Theunclesoftheyoungladyarewillingtoguaranteetheirfortunetoher;itamountstooversixtythousandfrancsayear。“
  ThisletteragonizedUrsula’sheartandafflictedherwiththetorturesofjealousy,aformofsufferinghithertounknowntoher,butwhichtothisfineorganization,sosensitivetopain,threwapalloverthepresentandoverthefuture,andevenoverthepast。Fromthemomentwhenshereceivedthisfatalpapershelayonthedoctor’ssofa,hereyesfixedonspace,lostinadreadfuldream。Inaninstantthechillofdeathhadcomeuponherwarmyounglife。Alas,worsethanthat!itwasliketheawfulawakeningofthedeadtothesensethattherewasnoGod,——themasterpieceofthatstrangegeniuscalledJeanPaul。FourtimesLaBougivalcalledhertobreakfast。Whenthefaithfulcreaturetriedtoremonstrate,Ursulawavedherhandandansweredinoneharshword,“Hush!“saiddespotically,instrangecontrasttoherusualgentlemanner。LaBougival,watchinghermistressthroughtheglassdoor,sawheralternatelyredwithaconsumingfever,andblueasifashudderofcoldhadsucceededthatunnaturalheat。Thisconditiongrewworseandworseuptofouro’clock;thensherosetoseeifSavinienwerecoming,buthedidnotcome。Jealousyanddistrusttearallreservesfromlove。Ursula,whotillthenhadnevermadeonegesturebywhichherlovecouldbeguessed,nowtookherhatandshawlandrushedintothepassageasiftogoandmeethim。Butanafterthoughtofmodestysentherbacktoherlittlesalon,whereshestayedandwept。WhentheabbearrivedintheeveningLaBougivalmethimatthedoor。
  “Ah,monsieur!“shecried;“Idon’tknowwhat’sthematterwithmademoiselle;sheis——“
  “Iknow,“saidtheabbesadly,stoppingthewordsofthepoornurse。
  HethentoldUrsulawhatshehadnotdaredtoverifythatMadamedePortenduerehadgonetodineatRouvre。
  “AndSavinientoo?“sheasked。
  “Yes。“
  UrsulawasseizedwithalittlenervoustremorwhichmadetheabbequiverasthoughawholeLeydenjarhadbeendischargedathim;hefeltmoreoveralastingcommotioninhisheart。
  “Soweshallnotgothereto-night,“hesaidasgentlyashecould;
  “and,mychild,itwouldbebetterifyoudidnotgothereagain。Theoldladywillreceiveyouinawaytowoundyourpride。MonsieurBongrandandI,whohadsucceededinbringinghertoconsideryourmarriage,havenoideafromwhatquarterthisnewinfluencehascometochangeher,asitwereinamoment。“
  “Iexpecttheworst;nothingcansurprisemenow,“saidUrsulainapainedvoice。“InsuchextremitiesitisacomforttofeelthatwehavedonenothingtodispleaseGod。“
  “Submit,deardaughter,anddonotseektofathomthewaysofProvidence,“saidtheabbe。
  “IshallnotunjustlydistrustthecharacterofMonsieurdePortenduere——“
  “WhydoyounolongercallhimSavinien?“askedthepriest,whodetectedaslightbitternessinUrsula’stone。