the vicar of tours-第8章
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opinions on politics; religion; and literature would delight observing
minds。 It would be highly entertaining to transcribe the reasons on
which they mutually doubted the death of Napoleon in 1820; or the
conjectures by which they mutually believed that the Dauphin was
living;rescued from the Temple in the hollow of a huge log of wood。
Who could have helped laughing to hear them assert and prove; by
reasons evidently their own; that the King of France alone imposed the
taxes; that the Chambers were convoked to destroy the clergy; that
thirteen hundred thousand persons had perished on the scaffold during
the Revolution? They frequently discussed the press; without either of
them having the faintest idea of what that modern engine really was。
Monsieur Birotteau listened with acceptance to Mademoiselle Gamard
when she told him that a man who ate an egg every morning would die in
a year; and that facts proved it; that a roll of light bread eaten
without drinking for several days together would cure sciatica; that
all the workmen who assisted in pulling down the Abbey Saint…Martin
had died in six months; that a certain prefect; under orders from
Bonaparte; had done his best to damage the towers of Saint…Gatien;
with a hundred other absurd tales。
But on this occasion poor Birotteau felt he was tongue…tied; and he
resigned himself to eat a meal without engaging in conversation。 After
a while; however; the thought crossed his mind that silence was
dangerous for his digestion; and he boldly remarked; 〃This coffee is
excellent。〃
That act of courage was completely wasted。 Then; after looking at the
scrap of sky visible above the garden between the two buttresses of
Saint…Gatien; the vicar again summoned nerve to say; 〃It will be finer
weather to…day than it was yesterday。〃
At that remark Mademoiselle Gamard cast her most gracious look on the
Abbe Troubert; and immediately turned her eyes with terrible severity
on Birotteau; who fortunately by that time was looking on his plate。
No creature of the feminine gender was ever more capable of presenting
to the mind the elegaic nature of an old maid than Mademoiselle Sophie
Gamard。 In order to describe a being whose character gives a momentous
interest to the petty events of the present drama and to the anterior
lives of the actors in it; it may be useful to give a summary of the
ideas which find expression in the being of an Old Maid;remembering
always that the habits of life form the soul; and the soul forms the
physical presence。
Though all things in society as well as in the universe are said to
have a purpose; there do exist here below certain beings whose purpose
and utility seem inexplicable。 Moral philosophy and political economy
both condemn the individual who consumes without producing; who fills
a place on the earth but does not shed upon it either good or evil;
for evil is sometimes good the meaning of which is not at once made
manifest。 It is seldom that old maids of their own motion enter the
ranks of these unproductive beings。 Now; if the consciousness of work
done gives to the workers a sense of satisfaction which helps them to
support life; the certainty of being a useless burden must; one would
think; produce a contrary effect; and fill the minds of such fruitless
beings with the same contempt for themselves which they inspire in
others。 This harsh social reprobation is one of the causes which
contribute to fill the souls of old maids with the distress that
appears in their faces。 Prejudice; in which there is truth; does cast;
throughout the world but especially in France; a great stigma on the
woman with whom no man has been willing to share the blessings or
endure the ills of life。 Now; there comes to all unmarried women a
period when the world; be it right or wrong; condemns them on the fact
of this contempt; this rejection。 If they are ugly; the goodness of
their characters ought to have compensated for their natural
imperfections; if; on the contrary; they are handsome; that fact
argues that their misfortune has some serious cause。 It is impossible
to say which of the two classes is most deserving of rejection。 If; on
the other hand; their celibacy is deliberate; if it proceeds from a
desire for independence; neither men nor mothers will forgive their
disloyalty to womanly devotion; evidenced in their refusal to feed
those passions which render their sex so affecting。 To renounce the
pangs of womanhood is to abjure its poetry and cease to merit the
consolations to which mothers have inalienable rights。
Moreover; the generous sentiments; the exquisite qualities of a woman
will not develop unless by constant exercise。 By remaining unmarried;
a creature of the female sex becomes void of meaning; selfish and
cold; she creates repulsion。 This implacable judgment of the world is
unfortunately too just to leave old maids in ignorance of its causes。
Such ideas shoot up in their hearts as naturally as the effects of
their saddened lives appear upon their features。 Consequently they
wither; because the constant expression of happiness which blooms on
the faces of other women and gives so soft a grace to their movements
has never existed for them。 They grow sharp and peevish because all
human beings who miss their vocation are unhappy; they suffer; and
suffering gives birth to the bitterness of ill…will。 In fact; before
an old maid blames herself for her isolation she blames others; and
there is but one step between reproach and the desire for revenge。
But more than this; the ill grace and want of charm noticeable in
these women are the necessary result of their lives。 Never having felt
a desire to please; elegance and the refinements of good taste are
foreign to them。 They see only themselves in themselves。 This instinct
brings them; unconsciously; to choose the things that are most
convenient to themselves; at the sacrifice of those which might be
more agreeable to others。 Without rendering account to their own minds
of the difference between themselves and other women; they end by
feeling that difference and suffering under it。 Jealousy is an
indelible sentiment in the female breast。 An old maid's soul is
jealous and yet void; for she knows but one sidethe miserable side
of the only passion men will allow (because it flatters them) to
women。 Thus thwarted in all their hopes; forced to deny themselves the
natural development of their natures; old maids endure an inward
torment to which they never grow accustomed。 It is hard at any age;
above all for a woman; to see a feeling of repulsion on the faces of
others; when her true destiny is to move all hearts about her to
emotions of grace and love。 One result of this inward trouble is that
an old maid's glance is always oblique; less from modesty than from
fear and shame。 Such beings never forgive society for their false
position because they never forgive themselves for it。
Now it is impossible for a woman who is perpetually at war with
herself and living in contradiction to her true life; to leave others
in peace or refrain from envying their happines。 The whole range of
these sad truths could be read in the dulled gray eyes of Mademoiselle
Gamard; the dark circles that surrounded those eyes told of the inward
conflicts of her solitary life。 All the wrinkles on her face were in
straight lines。 The structure of her forehead and cheeks was rigid and
prominent。 She allowed; with apparent indifference; certain scattered
hairs; once brown; to grow upon her chin。 Her thin lips scarcely
covered teeth that were too long; though still quite white。 Her
complexion was dark; and her hair; originally black; had turned gray
from frightful headaches;a misfortune which obliged her to wear a
false front。 Not knowing how to put it on so as to conceal the
junction between the real and the false; there were often little gaps
between the border of her cap and the black string with