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his cab at the gate; Nathan's vanity was stung; he resolved to have a

cabriolet himself; and its accompanying tiger; too。 The carriage of

the countess was in the court…yard; and the sight of it swelled

Raoul's heart with joy。 Marie was advancing under the pressure of her

desires with the regularity of the hands of a clock obeying the

mainspring。 He found her sitting at the corner of the fireplace in the

little salon。 Instead of looking at Nathan when he was announced; she

looked at his reflection in a mirror。



〃Monsieur le ministre;〃 said Madame d'Espard; addressing Nathan; and

presenting him to de Marsay by a glance; 〃was maintaining; when you

came in; that the royalists and the republicans have a secret

understanding。 You ought to know something about it; is it so?〃



〃If it were so;〃 said Raoul; 〃where's the harm? We hate the same

thing; we agree as to our hatreds; we differ only in our love。 That's

the whole of it。〃



〃The alliance is odd enough;〃 said de Marsay; giving a comprehensively

meaning glance at the Comtesse Felix and Nathan。



〃It won't last;〃 said Rastignac; thinking; perhaps; wholly of

politics。



〃What do you think; my dear?〃 asked Madame d'Espard; addressing Marie。



〃I know nothing of public affairs;〃 replied the countess。



〃But you soon will; madame;〃 said de Marsay; 〃and then you will be

doubly our enemy。〃



So saying he left the room with Rastignac; and Madame d'Espard

accompanied them to the door of the first salon。 The lovers had the

room to themselves for a few moments。 Marie held out her ungloved hand

to Raoul; who took and kissed it as though he were eighteen years old。

The eyes of the countess expressed so noble a tenderness that the

tears which men of nervous temperament can always find at their

service came into Raoul's eyes。



〃Where can I see you? where can I speak with you?〃 he said。 〃It is

death to be forced to disguise my voice; my look; my heart; my love〃



Moved by that tear Marie promised to drive daily in the Bois; unless

the weather were extremely bad。 This promise gave Raoul more pleasure

than he had found in Florine for the last five years。



〃I have so many things to say to you! I suffer from the silence to

which we are condemned〃



The countess looked at him eagerly without replying; and at that

moment Madame d'Espard returned to the room。



〃Why didn't you answer de Marsay?〃 she said as she entered。



〃We ought to respect the dead;〃 replied Raoul。 〃Don't you see that he

is dying? Rastignac is his nurse;hoping to be put in the will。〃



The countess pretended to have other visits to pay; and left the

house。



For this quarter of an hour Raoul had sacrificed important interests

and most precious time。 Marie was perfectly ignorant of the life of

such men; involved in complicated affairs and burdened with exacting

toil。 Women of society are still under the influence of the traditions

of the eighteenth century; in which all positions were definite and

assured。 Few women know the harassments in the life of most men who in

these days have a position to make and to maintain; a fame to reach; a

fortune to consolidate。 Men of settled wealth and position can now be

counted; old men alone have time to love; young men are rowing; like

Nathan; the galleys of ambition。 Women are not yet resigned to this

change of customs; they suppose the same leisure of which they have

too much in those who have none; they cannot imagine other

occupations; other ends in life than their own。 When a lover has

vanquished the Lernean hydra in order to pay them a visit he has no

merit in their eyes; they are only grateful to him for the pleasure he

gives; they neither know nor care what it costs。 Raoul became aware as

he returned from this visit how difficult it would be to hold the

reins of a love…affair in society; the ten…horsed chariot of

journalism; his dramas on the stage; and his generally involved

affairs。



〃The paper will be wretched to…night;〃 he thought; as he walked away。

〃No article of mine; and only the second number; too!〃



Madame Felix de Vandenesse drove three times to the Bois de Boulogne

without finding Raoul; the third time she came back anxious and

uneasy。 The fact was that Nathan did not choose to show himself in the

Bois until he could go there as a prince of the press。 He employed a

whole week in searching for horses; a phantom and a suitable tiger;

and in convincing his partners of the necessity of saving time so

precious to them; and therefore of charging his equipage to the costs

of the journal。 His associates; Massol and du Tillet agreed to this so

readily that he really believed them the best fellows in the world。

Without this help; however; life would have been simply impossible to

Raoul; as it was; it became so irksome that many men; even those of

the strongest constitutions; could not have borne it。 A violent and

successful passion takes a great deal of space in an ordinary life;

but when it is connected with a woman in the social position of Madame

de Vandenesse it sucks the life out of a man as busy as Raoul。 Here is

a list of the obligations his passion imposed upon him。



Every day; or nearly every day; he was obliged to be on horseback in

the Bois; between two and three o'clock; in the careful dress of a

gentleman of leisure。 He had to learn at what house or theatre he

could meet Madame de Vandenesse in the evening。 He was not able to

leave the party or the play until long after midnight; having obtained

nothing better than a few tender sentences; long awaited; said in a

doorway; or hastily as he put her into her carriage。 It frequently

happened that Marie; who by this time had launched him into the great

world; procured for him invitations to dinner in certain houses where

she went herself。 All this seemed the simplest life in the world to

her。 Raoul moved by pride and led on by his passion never told her of

his labors。 He obeyed the will of this innocent sovereign; followed in

her train; followed; also; the parliamentary debates; edited and wrote

for his newspaper; and put upon the stage two plays; the money for

which was absolutely indispensable to him。 It sufficed for Madame de

Vandenesse to make a little face of displeasure when he tried to

excuse himself from attending a ball; a concert; or from driving in

the Bois; to compel him to sacrifice his most pressing interests to

her good pleasure。 When he left society between one and two in the

morning he went straight to work until eight or nine。 He was scarcely

asleep before he was obliged to be up and concocting the opinions of

his journal with the men of political influence on whom he depended;

not to speak of the thousand and one other details of the paper。

Journalism is connected with everything in these days; with industrial

concerns; with public and private interests; with all new enterprises;

and all the schemes of literature; its self…loves; and its products。



When Nathan; harassed and fatigued; would rush from his editorial

office to the theatre; from the theatre to the Chamber; from the

Chamber to face certain creditors; he was forced to appear in the Bois

with a calm countenance; and gallop beside Marie's carriage in the

leisurely style of a man devoid of cares and with no other duties than

those of love。 When in return for this toilsome and wholly ignored

devotion all he won were a few sweet words; the prettiest assurances

of eternal attachment; ardent pressures of the hand on the very few

occasions when they found themselves alone; he began to feel he was

rather duped by leaving his mistress in ignorance of the enormous

costs of these 〃little attentions;〃 as our fathers called them。 The

occasion for an explanation arrived in due time。



On a fine April morning the countess accepted Nathan's arm for a walk

through the sequestered path of the Bois de Boulogne。 She intended to

make him one of those pretty little quarrels apropos of nothing; which

women are so fond of exciting。 Instead of greeting him as usual; with

a smile upon her lips; her forehead illumined with pleasure; her eyes

bright with some gay or delicate thought; she assumed a grave and

serious aspect。



〃What is the matter?〃 said Nathan。



〃Why do you pretend to such ignorance?〃 she replied。 〃You ought to

know that a woman is not a child。〃



〃Have I displeased you?〃



〃Should I be here if you had?〃



〃But you don't smile to me; you don't seem happy to see me。〃



〃Oh! do you accuse me of sulking?〃 she said; looking at him with that

submissive air which women assume when they want to seem victims。



Nathan walked on a few steps in a state of real apprehension which

oppressed him。



〃It must be;〃 he said; after a moment's silence; 〃one of those

frivolous fears; those hazy suspicions which women dwell on more than

they do on the great things of life。 You all have a way of tipping the

world sideways with a straw; a cobweb〃



〃Sarcasm!〃 she said; 〃I might have expected it!〃



〃Marie; my angel; I only said those words to wring your secret out of

you。〃



〃My secret would be always a secret; even if I told it to you。〃



〃But all the same; tell it to me。〃



〃I am not loved;〃 she said; giving him one of those sly oblique

glances with which women question so maliciously the men they are

trying to torment。



〃Not loved!〃 cried Nathan。



〃No; you are too occupied with other things。 What am I to you in the

midst of them? forgotten on the least occasion! Yesterday I came to

the Bois and you were not here〃



〃But〃



〃I had put on a new dress expressly to please you; you did not come;

where were you?〃



〃But〃



〃I did not know where。 I went to Madame d'Espard's; you were not

there。〃



〃But〃



〃That evening at the Opera; I watched the balcony; every time a door

opened my heart was beating!〃



〃But〃



〃What an evening I

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