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evening at the Opera; said; on hearing that of the Countess:

〃I have lived a long time in the world; and I can remember nothing
finer than the manoeuvres undertaken for the rehabilitation of Madame
de la Baudraye。〃



In the early spring; which; by some whim of our planets; smiled on
Paris in the first week of March in 1843; making the Champs…Elysees
green and leafy before Longchamp; Fanny Beaupre's attache had seen
Madame de la Baudraye several times without being seen by her。 More
than once he was stung to the heart by one of those promptings of
jealousy and envy familiar to those who are born and bred provincials;
when he beheld his former mistress comfortably ensconced in a handsome
carriage; well dressed; with dreamy eyes; and his two little boys; one
at each window。 He accused himself with all the more virulence because
he was waging war with the sharpest poverty of allpoverty
unconfessed。 Like all essentially light and frivolous natures; he
cherished the singular point of honor which consists in never
derogating in the eyes of one's own little public; which makes men on
the Bourse commit crimes to escape expulsion from the temple of the
goddess Per…cent; and has given some criminals courage enough to
perform acts of virtue。

Lousteau dined and breakfasted and smoked as if he were a rich man。
Not for an inheritance would he have bought any but the dearest
cigars; for himself as well as for the playwright or author with whom
he went into the shop。 The journalist took his walks abroad in patent
leather boots; but he was constantly afraid of an execution on goods
which; to use the bailiff's slang; had already received the last
sacrament。 Fanny Beaupre had nothing left to pawn; and her salary was
pledged to pay her debts。 After exhausting every possible advance of
pay from newspapers; magazines; and publishers; Etienne knew not of
what ink he could churn gold。 Gambling…houses; so ruthlessly
suppressed; could no longer; as of old; cash I O U's drawn over the
green table by beggary in despair。 In short; the journalist was
reduced to such extremity that he had just borrowed a hundred francs
of the poorest of his friends; Bixiou; from whom he had never yet
asked for a franc。 What distressed Lousteau was not the fact of owing
five thousand francs; but seeing himself bereft of his elegance; and
of the furniture purchased at the cost of so many privations; and
added to by Madame de la Baudraye。

On April the 3rd; a yellow poster; torn down by the porter after being
displayed on the wall; announced the sale of a handsome suite of
furniture on the following Saturday; the day fixed for sales under
legal authority。 Lousteau was taking a walk; smoking cigars; and
seeking ideasfor; in Paris; ideas are in the air; they smile on you
from a street corner; they splash up with a spurt of mud from under
the wheels of a cab! Thus loafing; he had been seeking ideas for
articles; and subjects for novels for a month past; and had found
nothing but friends who carried him off to dinner or to the play; and
who intoxicated his woes; telling him that champagne would inspire
him。

〃Beware;〃 said the virulent Bixiou one night; the man who would at the
same moment give a comrade a hundred francs and stab him to the heart
with a sarcasm; 〃if you go to sleep drunk every night; one day you
will wake up mad。〃

On the day before; the Friday; the unhappy wretch; although he was
accustomed to poverty; felt like a man condemned to death。 Of old he
would have said:

〃Well; the furniture is very old! I will buy new。〃

But he was incapable now of literary legerdemain。 Publishers;
undermined by piracy; paid badly; the newspapers made close bargains
with hard…driven writers; as the Opera managers did with tenors that
sang flat。

He walked on; his eye on the crowd; though seeing nothing; a cigar in
his mouth; and his hands in his pockets; every feature of his face
twitching; and an affected smile on his lips。 Then he saw Madame de la
Baudraye go by in a carriage; she was going to the Boulevard by the
Rue de la Chaussee d'Antin to drive in the Bois。

〃There is nothing else left!〃 said he to himself; and he went home to
smarten himself up。

That evening; at seven; he arrived in a hackney cab at Madame de la
Baudraye's door; and begged the porter to send a note up to the
Countessa few lines; as follows:

〃Would Madame la Comtesse do Monsieur Lousteau the favor of receiving
him for a moment; and at once?〃

This note was sealed with a seal which as lovers they had both used。
Madame de la Baudraye had had the word /Parce que/ engraved on a
genuine Oriental carneliana potent worda woman's wordthe word
that accounts for everything; even for the Creation。

The Countess had just finished dressing to go to the Opera; Friday was
her night in turn for her box。 At the sight of this seal she turned
pale。

〃I will come;〃 she said; tucking the note into her dress。

She was firm enough to conceal her agitation; and begged her mother to
see the children put to bed。 She then sent for Lousteau; and received
him in a boudoir; next to the great drawing…room; with open doors。 She
was going to a ball after the Opera; and was wearing a beautiful dress
of brocade in stripes alternately plain and flowered with pale blue。
Her gloves; trimmed with tassels; showed off her beautiful white arms。
She was shimmering with lace and all the dainty trifles required by
fashion。 Her hair; dressed /a la Sevigne/; gave her a look of
elegance; a necklace of pearls lay on her bosom like bubbles on snow。

〃What is the matter; monsieur?〃 said the Countess; putting out her
foot from below her skirt to rest it on a velvet cushion。 〃I thought;
I hoped; I was quite forgotten。〃

〃If I should reply /Never/; you would refuse to believe me;〃 said
Lousteau; who remained standing; or walked about the room; chewing the
flowers he plucked from the flower…stands full of plants that scented
the room。

For a moment silence reigned。 Madame de la Baudraye; studying
Lousteau; saw that he was dressed as the most fastidious dandy might
have been。

〃You are the only person in the world who can help me; or hold out a
plank to mefor I am drowning; and have already swallowed more than
one mouthful〃 said he; standing still in front of Dinah; and
seeming to yield to an overpowering impulse。 〃Since you see me here;
it is because my affairs are going to the devil。〃

〃That is enough;〃 said she; 〃I understand。〃

There was another pause; during which Lousteau turned away; took out
his handkerchief; and seemed to wipe away a tear。

〃How much do you want; Etienne;〃 she went on in motherly tones。 〃We
are at this moment old comrades; speak to me as you would toto
Bixiou。〃

〃To save my furniture from vanishing into thin air to…morrow morning
at the auction mart; eighteen hundred francs! To repay my friends; as
much again! Three quarters' rent to the landlord whom you know。My
'uncle' wants five hundred francs〃

〃And you!to live on?〃

〃Oh! I have my pen〃

〃It is heavier to lift than any one could believe who reads your
articles;〃 said she; with a subtle smile。〃I have not such a sum as
you need; but come to…morrow at eight; the bailiff will surely wait
till nine; especially if you bring him away to pay him。〃

She must; she felt; dismiss Lousteau; who affected to be unable to
look at her; she herself felt such pity as might cut every social
Gordian knot。

〃Thank you;〃 she added; rising and offering her hand to Lousteau。
〃Your confidence has done me good! It is long indeed since my heart
has known such joy〃

Lousteau took her hand and pressed it tenderly to his heart。

〃A drop of water in the desertand sent by the hand of an angel! God
always does things handsomely!〃

He spoke half in jest and half pathetically; but; believe me; as a
piece of acting it was as fine as Talma's in his famous part of
/Leicester/; which was played throughout with touches of this kind。
Dinah felt his heart beating through his coat; it was throbbing with
satisfaction; for the journalist had had a narrow escape from the
hulks of justice; but it also beat with a very natural fire at seeing
Dinah rejuvenescent and restor

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