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Gobseck



by Honore de Balzac



Translated by Ellen Marriage







DEDICATION



  To M。 le Baron Barchou de Penhoen。



  Among all the pupils of the Oratorian school at Vendome; we are; I

  think; the only two who have afterwards met in mid…career of a

  life of letterswe who once were cultivating Philosophy when by

  rights we should have been minding our De viris。 When we met; you

  were engaged upon your noble works on German philosophy; and I

  upon this study。 So neither of us has missed his vocation; and

  you; when you see your name here; will feel; no doubt; as much

  pleasure as he who inscribes his work to you。Your old

  schoolfellow;



1840



De Balzac









GOBSECK



It was one o'clock in the morning; during the winter of 1829…30; but

in the Vicomtesse de Grandlieu's salon two persons stayed on who did

not belong to her family circle。 A young and good…looking man heard

the clock strike; and took his leave。 When the courtyard echoed with

the sound of a departing carriage; the Vicomtesse looked up; saw that

no one was present save her brother and a friend of the family

finishing their game of piquet; and went across to her daughter。 The

girl; standing by the chimney…piece; apparently examining a

transparent fire…screen; was listening to the sounds from the

courtyard in a way that justified certain maternal fears。



〃Camille;〃 said the Vicomtesse; 〃if you continue to behave to young

Comte de Restaud as you have done this evening; you will oblige me to

see no more of him here。 Listen; child; and if you have any confidence

in my love; let me guide you in life。 At seventeen one cannot judge of

past or future; nor of certain social considerations。 I have only one

thing to say to you。 M。 de Restaud has a mother; a mother who would

waste millions of francs; a woman of no birth; a Mlle。 Goriot; people

talked a good deal about her at one time。 She behaved so badly to her

own father; that she certainly does not deserve to have so good a son。

The young Count adores her; and maintains her in her position with

dutifulness worthy of all praise; and he is extremely good to his

brother and sister。But however admirable HIS behavior may be;〃 the

Vicomtesse added with a shrewd expression; 〃so long as his mother

lives; any family would take alarm at the idea of intrusting a

daughter's fortune and future to young Restaud。〃



〃I overheard a word now and again in your talk with Mlle。 de

Grandlieu;〃 cried the friend of the family; 〃and it made me anxious to

put in a word of my own。I have won; M。 le Comte;〃 he added; turning

to his opponent。 〃I shall throw you over and go to your niece's

assistance。〃



〃See what it is to have an attorney's ears!〃 exclaimed the Vicomtesse。

〃My dear Derville; how could you know what I was saying to Camille in

a whisper?〃



〃I knew it from your looks;〃 answered Derville; seating himself in a

low chair by the fire。



Camille's uncle went to her side; and Mme。 de Grandlieu took up her

position on a hearth stool between her daughter and Derville。



〃The time has come for telling a story; which should modify your

judgment as to Ernest de Restaud's prospects。〃



〃A story?〃 cried Camille。 〃Do begin at once; monsieur。〃



The glance that Derville gave the Vicomtesse told her that this tale

was meant for her。 The Vicomtesse de Grandlieu; be it said; was one of

the greatest ladies in the Faubourg Saint…Germain; by reason of her

fortune and her ancient name; and though it may seem improbable that a

Paris attorney should speak so familiarly to her; or be so much at

home in her house; the fact is nevertheless easily explained。



When Mme。 de Grandlieu returned to France with the Royal family; she

came to Paris; and at first lived entirely on the pension allowed her

out of the Civil List by Louis XVIII。an intolerable position。 The

Hotel de Grandlieu had been sold by the Republic。 It came to

Derville's knowledge that there were flaws in the title; and he

thought that it ought to return to the Vicomtesse。 He instituted

proceedings for nullity of contract; and gained the day。 Encouraged by

this success; he used legal quibbles to such purpose that he compelled

some institution or other to disgorge the Forest of Liceney。 Then he

won certain lawsuits against the Canal d'Orleans; and recovered a

tolerably large amount of property; with which the Emperor had endowed

various public institutions。 So it fell out that; thanks to the young

attorney's skilful management; Mme。 de Grandlieu's income reached the

sum of some sixty thousand francs; to say nothing of the vast sums

returned to her by the law of indemnity。 And Derville; a man of high

character; well informed; modest; and pleasant in company; became the

house…friend of the family。



By his conduct of Mme。 de Grandlieu's affairs he had fairly earned the

esteem of the Faubourg Saint…Germain; and numbered the best families

among his clients; but he did not take advantage of his popularity; as

an ambitious man might have done。 The Vicomtesse would have had him

sell his practice and enter the magistracy; in which career

advancement would have been swift and certain with such influence at

his disposal; but he persistently refused all offers。 He only went

into society to keep up his connections; but he occasionally spent an

evening at the Hotel de Grandlieu。 It was a very lucky thing for him

that his talents had been brought into the light by his devotion to

Mme。 de Grandlieu; for his practice otherwise might have gone to

pieces。 Derville had not an attorney's soul。 Since Ernest de Restaud

had appeared at the Hotel de Grandlieu; and he had noticed that

Camille felt attracted to the young man; Derville had been as

assiduous in his visits as any dandy of the Chausee…d'Antin newly

admitted to the noble Faubourg。 At a ball only a few days before; when

he happened to stand near Camille; and said; indicating the Count:



〃It is a pity that yonder youngster has not two or three million

francs; is it not?〃



〃Is it a pity? I do not think so;〃 the girl answered。 〃M。 de Restaud

has plenty of ability; he is well educated; and the Minister; his

chief; thinks well of him。 He will be a remarkable man; I have no

doubt。 'Yonder youngster' will have as much money as he wishes when he

comes into power。〃



〃Yes; but suppose that he were rich already?〃



〃Rich already?〃 repeated Camille; flushing red。 〃Why all the girls in

the room would be quarreling for him;〃 she said; glancing at the

quadrilles。



〃And then;〃 retorted the attorney; 〃Mlle。 de Grandlieu might not be

the one towards whom his eyes are always turned? That is what that red

color means! You like him; do you not? Come; speak out。〃



Camille suddenly rose to go。



〃She loves him;〃 Derville thought。



Since that evening; Camille had been unwontedly attentive to the

attorney; who approved of her liking for Ernest de Restaud。 Hitherto;

although she knew well that her family lay under great obligations to

Derville; she had felt respect rather than real friendship for him;

their relation was more a matter of politeness than of warmth of

feeling; and by her manner; and by the tones of her voice; she had

always made him sensible of the distance which socially lay between

them。 Gratitude is a charge upon the inheritance which the second

generation is apt to repudiate。







〃This adventure;〃 Derville began after a pause; 〃brings the one

romantic event in my life to my mind。 You are laughing already;〃 he

went on; 〃it seems so ridiculous; doesn't it; that an attorney should

speak of a romance in his life? But once I was five…and…twenty; like

everybody else; and even then I had seen some queer things。 I ought to

begin at the beginning by telling you about some one whom it is

impossible that you should have known。 The man in question was a

usurer。



〃Can you grasp a clear notion of that sallow; wan face of his? I wish

the Academie would give me leave to dub such faces the lunar type。 It

was like silver…gilt; with the gilt rubbed off。 His hair was iron…

gray; sleek; and carefully combed; his features might have been cast

in bronze; Talleyrand himself was not more impassive than this money…

lender。 A pair of little eyes; yellow as a ferret's; and with scarce

an eyelash to them; peered out from under the sheltering peak of a

shabby old cap; as if they feared the light。 He had the thin lips that

you see in Rembrandt's or Metsu's portraits of alchemists and shrunken

old men; and a nose so sharp at the tip that it put you in mind of a

gimlet。 His voice was so low; he always spoke suavely; he never flew

into a passion。 His age was a problem; it was hard to say whether he

had grown old before his time; or whether by economy of youth he had

saved enough to last him his life。



〃His room; and everything in it; from the green baize of the bureau to

the strip of carpet by 
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