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would never compel himself to take the healthful precautions which
might have prevented; or would at least modify; this malady; which was
slight at first; but had greatly increased from year to year。 He
wanted to cure it; and would sometimes take baths or drink some
prescribed potion; but; hurried along on the current of his business;
he soon neglected the care of his person。 Sometimes he thought of
suspending work for a time; travelling about; and visiting the noted
baths for such diseases; but where is the hunter after millions who is
willing to stop short?

In that blazing furnace shone two gray eyes rayed with green lines
starting from the pupils; and speckled with brown spots;two
implacable eyes; full of resolution; rectitude; and shrewd
calculation。 Graslin's nose was short and turned up; he had a mouth
with thick lips; a prominent forehead; and high cheek…bones; coarse
ears with large edges discolored by the condition of his blood;in
short; he was an ancient satyr in a black satin waistcoat; brown
frock…coat; and white cravat。 His strong and vigorous shoulders; which
began life by bearing heavy burdens; were now rather bent; and beneath
this torso; unduly developed; came a pair of weak legs; rather badly
affixed to the short thighs。 His thin and hairy hands had the crooked
fingers of those whose business it is to handle money。 The habit of
quick decision could be seen in the way the eyebrows rose into a point
over each arch of the eye。 Though the mouth was grave and pinched; its
expression was that of inward kindliness; it told of an excellent
nature; sunk in business; smothered possibly; though it might revive
by contact with a woman。

At this apparition Veronique's heart was violently agitated; blackness
came before her eyes; she thought she cried aloud; but she really sat
there mute; with fixed and staring gaze。

〃Veronique; this is Monsieur Graslin;〃 said old Sauviat。

Veronique rose; curtsied; dropped back into her chair; and looked at
her mother; who was smiling at the millionaire; seeming; as her father
did; so happy;so happy that the poor girl found strength to hide her
surprise and her violent repulsion。 During the conversation which then
took place something was said of Graslin's health。 The banker looked
naively into the mirror; with bevelled edges in an ebony frame。

〃Mademoiselle;〃 he said; 〃I am not good…looking。〃

Thereupon he proceeded to explain the blotches on his face as the
result of his overworked life。 He related how he had constantly
disobeyed his physician's advice; and remarked that he hoped to change
his appearance altogether when he had a wife to rule his household;
and take better care of him than he took of himself。

〃Is a man married for his face; compatriot?〃 said Sauviat; giving the
other a hearty slap on the thigh。

Graslin's speech went straight to those natural feelings which; more
or less; fill the heart of every woman。 The thought came into
Veronique's mind that her face; too; had been destroyed by a horrible
disease; and her Christian modesty rebuked her first impression。

Hearing a whistle in the street; Graslin went downstairs; followed by
Sauviat。 They speedily returned。 The office…boy had brought the first
bouquet; which was a little late in coming。 When the banker exhibited
this mound of exotic flowers; the fragrance of which completely filled
the room; and offered it to his future wife; Veronique felt a rush of
conflicting emotions; she was suddenly plunged into the ideal and
fantastic world of tropical nature。 Never before had she seen white
camelias; never had she smelt the fragrance of the Alpine cistus; the
Cape jessamine; the cedronella; the volcameria; the moss…rose; or any
of the divine perfumes which woo to love; and sing to the heart their
hymns of fragrance。 Graslin left Veronique that night in the grasp of
such emotions。

From this time forth; as soon as all Limoges was sleeping; the banker
would slip along the walls to the Sauviats' house。 There he would tap
gently on the window…shutter; the dog did not bark; old Sauviat came
down and let him in; and Graslin would then spend an hour or two with
Veronique in the brown room; where Madame Sauviat always served him a
true Auvergnat supper。 Never did this singular lover arrive without a
bouquet made of the rarest flowers from the greenhouse of his old
partner; Monsieur Grossetete; the only person who as yet knew of the
approaching marriage。 The man…of…all…work went every evening to fetch
the bunch; which Monsieur Grossetete made himself。

Graslin made about fifty such visits in two months; each time; besides
the flowers; he brought with him some rich present;rings; a watch; a
gold chain; a work…box; etc。 These inconceivable extravagances must be
explained; and a word suffices。 Veronique's dowry; promised by her
father; consisted of nearly the whole of old Sauviat's property;
namely; seven hundred and fifty thousand francs。 The old man retained
an income of eight thousand francs derived from the Funds; bought for
him originally for sixty thousand francs in assignats by his
correspondent Brezac; to whom; at the time of his imprisonment; he had
confided that sum; and who kept it for him safely。 These sixty
thousand francs in assignats were the half of Sauviat's fortune at the
time he came so near being guillotined。 Brezac was also; at the same
time; the faithful repository of the rest; namely; seven hundred louis
d'or (an enormous sum at that time in gold); with which old Sauviat
began his business once more as soon as he recovered his liberty。 In
thirty years each of those louis d'or had been transformed into a
bank…note for a thousand francs; by means of the income from the
Funds; of Madame Sauviat's inheritance from her father; old
Champagnac; and of the profits accruing from the business and the
accumulated interest thereon in the hands of the Brezac firm。 Brezac
himself had a loyal and honest friendship for Sauviat;such as all
Auvergnats are apt to feel for one another。

So; whenever Sauviat passed the front of the Graslin mansion he had
said to himself; 〃Veronique shall live in that fine palace。〃 He knew
very well that no girl in all the department would have seven hundred
and fifty thousand francs as a marriage portion; besides the
expectation of two hundred and fifty thousand more。 Graslin; his
chosen son…in…law; would therefore infallibly marry Veronique; and so;
as we have seen; it came about。

Every evening Veronique had her fresh bunch of flowers; which on the
morrow decked her little salon and was carefully concealed from the
neighbors。 She admired the beautiful jewels; the pearls and diamonds;
the bracelets; the rubies; gifts which assuredly gratify all the
daughters of Eve。 She thought herself less plain when she wore them。
She saw her mother happy in the marriage; and she had no other point
of view from which to make comparisons。 She was; moreover; totally
ignorant of the duties or the purpose of marriage。 She heard the
solemn voice of the vicar of Saint…Etienne praising Graslin to her as
a man of honor; with whom she would lead an honorable life。 Thus it
was that Veronique consented to receive Monsieur Graslin as her future
husband。

When it happens that in a life so withdrawn from the world; so
solitary as that of Veronique; a single person enters it every day;
that person cannot long remain indifferent; either he is hated; and
the aversion; justified by a deepening knowledge of his character;
renders him intolerable; or the habit of seeing bodily defects dims
the eye to them。 The mind looks about for compensations; his
countenance awakens curiosity; its features brighten; fleeting
beauties appear in it。 At last the inner; hidden beneath the outer;
shows itself。 Then; when the first impressions are fairly overcome;
the attachment felt is all the stronger; because the soul clings to it
as its own creation。 That is love。 And here lies the reason of those
passions conceived by beautiful things for other beings apparently
ugly。 The outward aspect; forgotten by affection; is no longer seen in
a creature whose soul is deeply valued。 Besides this; beauty; so
necessary to a woman; tak

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