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must pay in ready money is made to last as long as possible; if

they cannot have all that they want; they make up for it; it

would seem; by squandering what they have。 To state the matter

simplya student is far more careful of his hat than of his

coat; because the latter being a comparatively costly article of

dress; it is in the nature of things that a tailor should be a

creditor; but it is otherwise with the hatter; the sums of money

spent with him are so modest; that he is the most independent and

unmanageable of his tribe; and it is almost impossible to bring

him to terms。 The young man in the balcony of a theatre who

displays a gorgeous waistcoat for the benefit of the fair owners

of opera glasses; has very probably no socks in his wardrobe; for

the hosier is another of the genus of weevils that nibble at the

purse。 This was Rastignac's condition。 His purse was always empty

for Mme。 Vauquer; always full at the demand of vanity; there was

a periodical ebb and flow in his fortunes; which was seldom

favorable to the payment of just debts。 If he was to leave that

unsavory and mean abode; where from time to time his pretensions

met with humiliation; the first step was to pay his hostess for a

month's board and lodging; and the second to purchase furniture

worthy of the new lodgings he must take in his quality of dandy;

a course that remained impossible。 Rastignac; out of his winnings

at cards; would pay his jeweler exorbitant prices for gold

watches and chains; and then; to meet the exigencies of play;

would carry them to the pawnbroker; that discreet and forbidding…

looking friend of youth; but when it was a question of paying for

board or lodging; or for the necessary implements for the

cultivation of his Elysian fields; his imagination and pluck

alike deserted him。 There was no inspiration to be found in

vulgar necessity; in debts contracted for past requirements。 Like

most of those who trust to their luck; he put off till the last

moment the payment of debts that among the bourgeoisie are

regarded as sacred engagements; acting on the plan of Mirabeau;

who never settled his baker's bill until it underwent a

formidable transformation into a bill of exchange。



It was about this time when Rastignac was down on his luck and

fell into debt; that it became clear to the law student's mind

that he must have some more certain source of income if he meant

to live as he had been doing。 But while he groaned over the

thorny problems of his precarious situation; he felt that he

could not bring himself to renounce the pleasures of this

extravagant life; and decided that he must continue it at all

costs。 His dreams of obtaining a fortune appeared more and more

chimerical; and the real obstacles grew more formidable。 His

initiation into the secrets of the Nucingen household had

revealed to him that if he were to attempt to use this love

affair as a means of mending his fortunes; he must swallow down

all sense of decency; and renounce all the generous ideas which

redeem the sins of youth。 He had chosen this life of apparent

splendor; but secretly gnawed by the canker worm of remorse; a

life of fleeting pleasure dearly paid for by persistent pain;

like Le Distrait of La Bruyere; he had descended so far as to

make his bed in a ditch; but (also like Le Distrait) he himself

was uncontaminated as yet by the mire that stained his garments。



〃So we have killed our mandarin; have we?〃 said Bianchon one day

as they left the dinner table。



〃Not yet;〃 he answered; 〃but he is at his last gasp。〃



The medical student took this for a joke; but it was not a jest。

Eugene had dined in the house that night for the first time for a

long while; and had looked thoughtful during the meal。 He had

taken his place beside Mlle。 Taillefer; and stayed through the

dessert; giving his neighbor an expressive glance from time to

time。 A few of the boarders discussed the walnuts at the table;

and others walked about the room; still taking part in the

conversation which had begun among them。 People usually went when

they chose; the amount of time that they lingered being

determined by the amount of interest that the conversation

possessed for them; or by the difficulty of the process of

digestion。 In winter…time the room was seldom empty before eight

o'clock; when the four women had it all to themselves; and made

up for the silence previously imposed upon them by the

preponderating masculine element。 This evening Vautrin had

noticed Eugene's abstractedness; and stayed in the room; though

he had seemed to be in a hurry to finish his dinner and go。 All

through the talk afterwards he had kept out of the sight of the

law student; who quite believed that Vautrin had left the room。

He now took up his position cunningly in the sitting…room instead

of going when the last boarders went。 He had fathomed the young

man's thoughts; and felt that a crisis was at hand。 Rastignac

was; in fact; in a dilemma; which many another young man must

have known。



Mme。 de Nucingen might love him; or might merely be playing with

him; but in either case Rastignac had been made to experience all

the alternations of hope and despair of genuine passion; and all

the diplomatic arts of a Parisienne had been employed on him。

After compromising herself by continually appearing in public

with Mme。 de Beauseant's cousin she still hesitated; and would

not give him the lover's privileges which he appeared to enjoy。

For a whole month she had so wrought on his senses; that at last

she had made an impression on his heart。 If in the earliest days

the student had fancied himself to be master; Mme。 de Nucingen

had since become the stronger of the two; for she had skilfully

roused and played upon every instinct; good or bad; in the two or

three men comprised in a young student in Paris。 This was not the

result of deep design on her part; nor was she playing a part;

for women are in a manner true to themselves even through their

grossest deceit; because their actions are prompted by a natural

impulse。 It may have been that Delphine; who had allowed this

young man to gain such an ascendency over her; conscious that she

had been too demonstrative; was obeying a sentiment of dignity;

and either repented of her concessions; or it pleased her to

suspend them。 It is so natural to a Parisienne; even when passion

has almost mastered her; to hesitate and pause before taking the

plunge; to probe the heart of him to whom she intrusts her

future。 And once already Mme。 de Nucingen's hopes had been

betrayed; and her loyalty to a selfish young lover had been

despised。 She had good reason to be suspicious。 Or it may have

been that something in Eugene's manner (for his rapid success was

making a coxcomb of him) had warned her that the grotesque nature

of their position had lowered her somewhat in his eyes。 She

doubtless wished to assert her dignity; he was young; and she

would be great in his eyes; for the lover who had forsaken her

had held her so cheap that she was determined that Eugene should

not think her an easy conquest; and for this very reasonhe knew

that de Marsay had been his predecessor。 Finally; after the

degradation of submission to the pleasure of a heartless young

rake; it was so sweet to her to wander in the flower…strewn

realms of love; that it was not wonderful that she should wish to

dwell a while on the prospect; to tremble with the vibrations of

love; to feel the freshness of the breath of its dawn。 The true

lover was suffering for the sins of the false。 This inconsistency

is unfortunately only to be expected so long as men do not know

how many flowers are mown down in a young woman's soul by the

first stroke of treachery。



Whatever her reasons may have been; Delphine was playing with

Rastignac; and took pleasure in playing with him; doubtless

because she felt sure of his love; and confident that she could

put an end to the torture 

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