第4章

Afterfourteenyearsofbusiness,hehadsixtythousandfrancsinhandandawell-stockedshop。HelivedintheRuedeNormandiebecausetherentwaslow,butcasualcustomerswerescarce,mostofhisgoodsweresoldtootherdealers,andhewascontentwithmoderategains。AllhisbusinesstransactionswerecarriedonintheAuverguedialector/charabia/,aspeoplecallit。

Remonencqcherishedadream!Hewishedtoestablishhimselfonaboulevard,tobearichdealerincuriosities,anddoadirecttradewithamateurssomeday。And,indeed,withinhimtherewasaformidablemanofbusiness。Hiscountenancewasthemoreinscrutablebecauseitwasglazedoverbyadepositofdustandparticlesofmetalgluedtogetherbythesweatofhisbrow;forhedideverythinghimself,andtheuseandwontofbodilylaborhadgivenhimsomethingofthestoicalimpassibilityoftheoldsoldiersof1799。

InpersonalappearanceRemonencqwasshortandthin;hislittleeyesweresetinhisheadinporcinefashion;aJew\'sslynessandconcentratedgreedlookedoutofthosedullbluecircles,thoughinhiscasethefalsehumilitythatmaskstheHebrew\'sunfathomedcontemptfortheGentilewaslacking。

TherelationsbetweentheCibotsandtheRemonencqswerethoseofbenefactorsandrecipients。Mme。Cibot,convincedthattheAuvergnatswerewretchedlypoor,usedtoletthemhavetheremainderof“hergentlemen\'s“dinnersatridiculousprices。TheRemonencqswouldbuyapoundofbrokenbread,crustsandcrumbs,forafarthing,aporringer-

fullofcoldpotatoesforsomethingless,andotherscrapsinproportion。Remonencqshrewdlyallowedthemtobelievethathewasnotinbusinessonhisownaccount,heworkedforMonistrol,therichshopkeeperspreyeduponhim,hesaid,andtheCibotsfeltsincerelysorryforRemonencq。Thevelveteenjacket,waistcoat,andtrousers,particularlyaffectedbyAuvergnats,werecoveredwithpatchesofCibot\'smaking,andnotapennyhadthelittletailorchargedforrepairswhichkeptthethreegarmentstogetherafterelevenyearsofwear。

ThusweseethatallJewsarenotinIsrael。

“Youarenotlaughingatme,Remonencq,areyou？”askedtheportress。

“IsitpossiblethatM。Ponshassuchafortune,livingashedoes?

Thereisnotahundredfrancsintheplace——“

“Amateursharealllikethat,“Remonencqremarkedsententiously。

“Thendoyouthinkthatmygentlemanhasworthofsevenhundredthousandfrancs,eh?——“

“Inpicturesalone,“continuedRemonencq(itisneedless,forthesakeofclearnessinthestory,togiveanyfurtherspecimensofhisfrightfuldialect)。“IfhewouldtakefiftythousandfrancsforoneuptherethatIknowof,IwouldfindthemoneyifIhadtohangmyself。

Doyourememberthoselittleframesfullofenameledcopperoncrimsonvelvet,hangingamongtheportraits?……Well,thosearePetitot\'senamels;andthereisacabinetministerasusedtobeadruggistthatwillgivethreethousandfrancsapieceforthem。“

LaCibot\'seyesopenedwide。“Therearethirtyoftheminthepairofframes！”shesaid。

“Verywell,youcanjudgeforyourselfhowmuchheisworth。“

Mme。Cibot\'sheadwasswimming;shewheeledround。Inamomentcamethethoughtthatshewouldhavealegacy,/she/wouldsleepsoundonoldPons\'will,liketheotherservant-mistresseswhoseannuitieshadarousedsuchenvyintheMarais。HerthoughtsflewtosomecommuneintheneighborhoodofParis;shesawherselfstruttingproudlyaboutherhouseinthecountry,lookingafterhergardenandpoultryyard,endingherdays,servedlikeaqueen,alongwithherpoordearCibot,whodeservedsuchgoodfortune,likeallangeliccreatureswhomnobodyknowsnorappreciates。

Herabrupt,unthinkingmovementtoldRemonencqthatsuccesswassure。

Inthe/chineur\'s/wayofbusiness——the/chineur/,beitexplained,goesaboutthecountrypickingupbargainsattheexpenseoftheignorant——inthe/chineur\'s/wayofbusiness,theonerealdifficultyistheproblemofgaininganentrancetoahouse。NoonecanimaginetheScapin\'sroguery,thetricksofaSganarelle,thewilesofaDorinebywhichthe/chineur/contrivestomakeafootingforhimself。

Thesecomediesareasgoodasaplay,andfoundedindeedontheoldstockthemeofthedishonestyofservants。Forthirtyfrancsinmoneyorgoods,servants,andespeciallycountryservants,willsometimesconcludeabargainonwhichthe/chineur/makesaprofitofathousandortwothousandfrancs。IfwecouldbutknowthehistoryofsuchandsuchaserviceofSevresporcelain,/patetendre/,weshouldfindthatalltheintellect,allthediplomaticsubtletydisplayedatMunster,Nimeguen,Utrecht,Ryswick,andViennawassurpassedbythe/chineur/。

Hisisthemorefrankcomedy;hismethodsofactionfathomdepthsofpersonalinterestquiteasprofoundasanythatplenipotentiariescanexploreintheirdifficultsearchforanymeansofbreakingupthebestcementedalliances。

“IhavesetLaCibotnicelyonfire,“Remonencqtoldhissister,whenshecametotakeupherpositionagainontheramshacklechair。“Andnow,“hecontinued,“Ishallgotoconsulttheonlymanthatknows,ourJew,agoodsortofJewthatdidnotaskmorethanfifteenpercentofusforhismoney。“

RemonencqhadreadLaCibot\'sheart。Towillistoactwithwomenofherstamp。Letthemseetheendinview;theywillstickatnothingtogainit,andpassfromscrupuloushonestytothelastdegreeofscoundrelisminthetwinklingofaneye。Honesty,likemostdispositionsofmind,isdividedintotwoclasses——negativeandpositive。LaCibot\'shonestywasofthenegativeorder;sheandherlikearehonestuntiltheyseetheirwaycleartogainmoneybelongingtosomebodyelse。Positivehonesty,thehonestyofthebankcollector,canwadeknee-deepthroughtemptations。

AtorrentofevilthoughtsinvadedLaCibot\'sheartandbrainsosoonasRemonencq\'sdiabolicalsuggestionopenedtheflood-gatesofself-

interest。LaCibotclimbed,or,tobemoreaccurate,fledupthestairs,openedthedooronthelanding,andshowedafacedisguisedinfalsesolicitudeinthedoorwayoftheroomwherePonsandSchmuckewerebemoaningthemselves。Assoonasshecamein,Schmuckemadeherawarningsign;for,truefriendandsublimeGermanthathewas,hetoohadreadthedoctor\'seyes,andhewasafraidthatMme。Cibotmightrepeattheverdict。Mme。Cibotansweredbyashakeoftheheadindicativeofdeepwoe。

“Well,mydearmonsieur,“askedshe,“howareyoufeeling？”Shesatdownonthefootofthebed,handsonhips,andfixedhereyeslovinglyuponthepatient;butwhataglitterofmetaltherewasinthem,aterrible,tiger-likegleamifanyonehadwatchedher。

“Ifeelveryill,“answeredpoorPons。“Ihavenottheslightestappetiteleft——Oh!theworld,theworld！”hegroaned,squeezingSchmucke\'shand。Schmuckewassittingbyhisbedside,anddoubtlessthesickmanwastalkingofthecausesofhisillness——“Ishouldhavedonefarbettertofollowyouradvice,mygoodSchmucke,anddinedhereeveryday,andgivenupgoingintothissociety,thathasfallenonmewithallitsweight,likeatumbrilcartcrushinganegg!Andwhy？”

“Come,come,don\'tcomplain,M。Pons,“saidLaCibot;“thedoctortoldmejusthowitis——“

Schmucketuggedathergown——“Andyouwillpullthrough,“shecontinued,“onlywemusttakegreatcareofyou。Beeasy,youhaveagoodfriendbesideyou,andwithoutboasting,awomanaswillnurseyoulikeamothernursesherfirstchild。InursedCibotroundoncewhenDr。Poulainhadgivenhimover;hehadtheshrouduptohiseyes,asthesayingis,andtheygavehimupfordead。Well,well,youhavenotcometothatyet,Godbethanked,illthoughyoumaybe。Countonme;Iwouldpullyouthroughallbymyself,Iwould!Keepstill,don\'tyoufidgetlikethat。“

Shepulledthecoverletoverthepatient\'shandsasshespoke。

“There,sonny!M。SchmuckeandIwillsitupwithyouofnights。A

princewon\'tbenobetternursed……andbesides,youneedn\'trefuseyourselfnothingthat\'snecessary,youcanaffordit——IhavejustbeentalkingthingsoverwithCibot,forwhatwouldhedowithoutme,poordear?——Well,andItalkedhimround;wearebothsofondofyou,thathewillletmestopupwithyouofanight。Andthatisagooddealtoaskofamanlikehim,forheisasfondofmeaseverhewasthedayweweremarried。Idon\'tknowhowitis。Itisthelodge,yousee;wearealwaystheretogether!Don\'tyouthrowoffthethingslikethat！”shecried,makingadashforthebedheadtodrawthecoverletoverPons\'chest。“Ifyouarenotgood,anddon\'tdojustasDr。

Poulainsays——andDr。PoulainistheimageofProvidenceonearth——I

willhavenomoretodowithyou。YoumustdoasItellyou——“

“Yes,MontameZipod,hevilldovatyoudellhim,“putinSchmucke;

“hevantstolifforhisboorfriendSchmucke\'ssake,I\'llpepound。“

“Andofallthings,don\'tfidgetyourself,“continuedLaCibot,“foryourillnessmakesyouquitebadenoughwithoutyourmakingitworseforwantofpatience。Godsendsusourtroubles,mydeargoodgentlemen;Hepunishesusforoursins。Haven\'tyounothingtoreproachyourselfwith?somepoorlittlebitofafaultorother？”

Theinvalidshookhishead。

“Oh!goon!Youwereyoungonce,youhadyourfling,thereissomelove-childofyourssomewhere——cold,andstarving,andhomeless……

Whatmonstersmenare!Theirlovedoesn\'tlastonlyforaday,andtheninajiffytheyforget,theydon\'tsomuchasthinkofthechildatthebreastformonths……Poorwomen！”

“ButnoonehaseverlovedmeexceptSchmuckeandmymother,“poorPonsbrokeinsadly。

“Oh!come,youaren\'tnosaint!Youwereyounginyourtime,andafine-lookingyoungfellowyoumusthavebeenattwenty。Ishouldhavefalleninlovewithyoumyself,soniceasyouare——“

“Ialwayswasasuglyasatoad,“Ponsputindesperately。

“Yousaythatbecauseyouaremodest;nobodycan\'tsaythatyouaren\'tmodest。“

“MydearMme。Cibot,/no/,Itellyou。Ialwayswasugly,andIneverwaslovedinmylife。“

“You,indeed！”criedtheportress。“Youwanttomakemebelieveatthistimeofdaythatyouareasinnocentasayoungmaidatyourtimeoflife。Tellthattoyourgranny!Amusicianatatheatretoo!Why,ifawomantoldmethat,Iwouldn\'tbelieveher。“

“MontameZipod,youirritatehim！”criedSchmucke,seeingthatPonswaswrithingunderthebedclothes。

“Youholdyourtonguetoo!Youareapairofoldlibertines。Ifyouwereugly,itdon\'tmakenodifference;therewasneversouglyasaucepan-lidbutitfoundapottomatch,asthesayingis。ThereisCibot,hegotoneofthehandsomestoyster-womeninParistofallinlovewithhim,andyouareinfinitelybetterlookingthanhim!Youareanicepair,youare!Come,now,youhavesownyourwildoats,andGodwillpunishyoufordesertingyourchildren,likeAbraham——“

Exhaustedthoughhewas,theinvalidgatheredupallhisstrengthtomakeavehementgestureofdenial。

“Doliequiet;ifyouhave,itwon\'tpreventyoufromlivingaslongasMethuselah。“

“Then,prayletmebequiet！”groanedPons。“Ihaveneverknownwhatitistobeloved。Ihavehadnochild;Iamaloneintheworld。“

“Really,eh？”returnedtheportress。“Youaresokind,andthatiswhatwomenlike,yousee——itdrawsthem——anditlookedtomeimpossiblethatwhenyouwereinyourprime——“

“Takeheraway,“PonswhisperedtoSchmucke;“shesetsmynervesonedge。“

“Thenthere\'sM。Schmucke,hehaschildren。Youoldbachelorsarenotalllikethat——“

“/I!/“criedSchmucke,springingtohisfeet,“vy!——“

“Come,then,youhavenonetocomeafteryoueither,eh?Youbothsprungupoutoftheearthlikemushrooms——“

“Lookhere,kommmitme,“saidSchmucke。ThegoodGermanmanfullytookMme。Cibotbythewaistandcarriedheroffintothenextroom,inspiteofherexclamations。

“Atyourage,youwouldnottakeadvantageofadefencelesswoman！”

criedLaCibot,strugglinginhisarms。

“Don\'tmakeanoise！”

“Youtoo,thebetteroneofthetwo！”returnedLaCibot。“Ah!itismyfaultfortalkingaboutlovetotwooldmenwhohaveneverhadnothingtodowithwomen。Ihaverousedyourpassions,“criedshe,asSchmucke\'seyesglitteredwithwrath。“Help!help!police！”

“Youareastoopid！”saidtheGerman。“Lookhere,vattiddetoctorsay？”

“Youarearuffiantotreatmeso,“weptLaCibot,nowreleased,——“methatwouldgothroughfireandwaterforyouboth!Ah!well,well,theysaythatthatisthewaywithmen——andtrueitis!ThereismypoorCibot,/he/wouldnotberoughwithmelikethis……AndI

treatedyoulikemychildren,forIhavenoneofmyown;andyesterday,yes,onlyyesterdayIsaidtoCibot,\'GodknewwellwhatHewasdoing,dear,\'Isaid,\'whenHerefuseduschildren,forIhavetwochildrenthereupstairs。\'Bytheholycrucifixandthesoulofmymother,thatwaswhatIsaidtohim——“

“Eh!butvatdidderdoctorsay？”Schmuckedemandedfuriously,stampingonthefloorforthefirsttimeinhislife。

“Well,“saidMme。Cibot,drawingSchmuckeintothedining-room,“hejustsaidthis——thatourdear,darlinglovelyingilltherewoulddieifhewasn\'tcarefullynursed;butIamhere,inspiteofallyourbrutality,forbrutalyouwere,youthatIthoughtsogentle。Andyouareoneofthatsort!Ah!now,youwouldnotabuseawomanatyourage,greatblackguard——“

“Placard?I?VillyounotoonderstandthatIlofnopodybutBons？”

“Wellandgood,youwillletmealone,won\'tyou？”saidshe,smilingatSchmucke。“Youhadbetter;forifCibotknewthatanybodyhadattemptedhishonor,hewouldbreakeveryboneinhisskin。“

“Takecratecareofhim,dearMontameZipod,“answeredSchmucke,andhetriedtotaketheportress\'hand。

“Oh!lookherenow,/again/。“

“Chustlistentome。YoushallhafalldotIhaf,gifvesafehim。“

“Verywell;Iwillgoroundtothechemist\'stogetthethingsthatarewanted;thisillnessisgoingtocostalot,yousee,sir,andwhatwillyoudo？”

“Ishallvork;Bonsshallbenursedlikeeinbrince。“

“Soheshall,M。Schmucke;andlookhere,don\'tyoutroubleaboutnothing。CibotandI,betweenus,havesavedacoupleofthousandfrancs;theyareyours;Ihavebeenspendingmoneyonyouthislongtime,Ihave。“

“Gootvoman！”criedSchmucke,brushingthetearsfromhiseyes。“Vateinheart！”

“Wipeyourtears;theydomehonor;thisismyreward,“saidLaCibot,melodramatically。“Thereisn\'tnomoredisinterestedcreatureonearththanme;butdon\'tyougointotheroomwithtearsinyoureyes,orM。

Ponswillbethinkinghimselfworsethanheis。“

Schmuckewastouchedbythisdelicatefeeling。HetookLaCibot\'shandandgaveitafinalsqueeze。

“Spareme！”criedtheex-oysterseller,leeringatSchmucke。

“Bons,“thegoodGermansaidwhenhereturned“MontameZipodisananchel;\'tisanancheldatbrattles,butananchelalldersame。“

“Doyouthinkso?Ihavegrownsuspiciousinthepastmonth,“saidtheinvalid,shakinghishead。“AfterallIhavebeenthrough,onecomestobelieveinnothingbutGodandmyfriend——“

“Getbedder,andvevillliflikekings,alltreeofus,“exclaimedSchmucke。

“Cibot！”pantedtheportressassheenteredthelodge。“Oh,mydear,ourfortuneismade。Mytwogentlemenhaven\'tnobodytocomeafterthem,nonaturalchildren,nonothing,inshort!Oh,IshallgoroundtoMa\'amFontaine\'sandgethertotellmyfortuneonthecards,thenweshallknowhowmuchwearegoingtohave——“

“Wife,“saidthelittletailor,“it\'sillcountingondeadmen\'sshoes。“

“Oh,Isay,are/you/goingtoworryme？”askedshe,givingherspouseaplayfultap。“IknowwhatIknow!Dr。PoulainhasgivenupM。Pons。

Andwearegoingtoberich!Mynamewillbedowninthewill……

I\'llseetothat。Drawyourneedleinandout,andlookafterthelodge;youwillnotdoitforlongnow。Wewillretire,andgointothecountry,outatBatignolles。Anicehouseandafinegarden;youwillamuseyourselfwithgardening,andIshallkeepaservant！”

“Well,neighbor,andhowarethingsgoingonupstairs？”ThewordswerespokenwiththethickAuvergnataccent,andRemonencqputhisheadinatthedoor。“Doyouknowwhatthecollectionisworth？”

“No,no,notyet。Onecan\'tgoatthatrate,mygoodman。Ihavebegun,myself,byfindingoutmoreimportantthings——“

“Moreimportant！”exclaimedRemonencq;“why,whatthingscanbemoreimportant？”

“Come,letmedothesteering,ragamuffin,“saidLaCibotauthoritatively。

“Butthirtypercentonsevenhundredthousandfrancs,“persistedthedealerinoldiron;“youcouldbeyourownmistressfortherestofyourdaysonthat。“

“Beeasy,DaddyRemonencq;whenwewanttoknowthevalueofthethingsthattheoldmanhasgottogether,thenwewillsee。“

LaCibotwentforthemedicineorderedbyDr。Poulain,andputoffherconsultationwithMme。Fontaineuntilthemorrow;theoracle\'sfacultieswouldbefresherandclearerinthemorning,shethought;

andshewouldgoearly,beforeeverybodyelsecame,fortherewasoftenacrowdatMme。Fontaine\'s。

Mme。FontainewasatthistimetheoracleoftheMarais;shehadsurvivedtherivaloffortyyears,thecelebratedMlle。Lenormand。Nooneimaginesthepartthatfortune-tellersplayamongParisiansofthelowerclasses,northeimmenseinfluencewhichtheyexertovertheuneducated;generalservants,portresses,keptwomen,workmen,allthemanyinPariswholiveonhope,consulttheprivilegedbeingswhopossessthemysteriouspowerofreadingthefuture。

Thebeliefoftheoccultscienceisfarmorewidelyspreadthanscholars,lawyers,doctors,magistrates,andphilosophersimagine。Theinstinctsofthepeopleareineradicable。Oneamongthoseinstincts,sofoolishlystyled“superstition,“runsinthebloodofthepopulace,andtingesnolesstheintellectsofbettereducatedfolk。MorethanoneFrenchstatesmanhasbeenknowntoconsultthefortune-teller\'scards。Forscepticalminds,astrology,inFrench,sooddlytermed/astrologiejudiciare/,isnothingmorethanacunningdeviceformakingaprofitoutofoneofthestrongestofalltheinstinctsofhumannature——towit,curiosity。Thescepticalmindconsequentlydeniesthatthereisanyconnectionbetweenhumandestinyandtheprognosticationsobtainedbythesevenoreightprincipalmethodsknowntoastrology;andtheoccultsciences,likemanynaturalphenomena,arepassedoverbythefreethinkerorthematerialistphilosopher,/idest/,bythosewhobelieveinnothingbutvisibleandtangiblefacts,intheresultsgivenbythechemist\'sretortandthescalesofmodernphysicalscience。Theoccultsciencesstillexist;

theyareatwork,buttheymakenoprogress,forthegreatestintellectsoftwocenturieshaveabandonedthefield。

Ifyouonlylookatthepracticalsideofdivination,itseemsabsurdtoimaginethateventsinaman\'spastlifeandsecretsknownonlytohimselfcanberepresentedonthespurofthemomentbyapackofcardswhichheshufflesandcutsforthefortune-tellertolayoutinpilesaccordingtocertainmysteriousrules;butthenthesteam-enginewascondemnedasabsurd,aerialnavigationisstillsaidtobeabsurd,sointheirtimeweretheinventionsofgunpowder,printing,spectacles,engraving,andthatlatestdiscoveryofall——thedaguerreotype。IfanymanhadcometoNapoleontotellhimthatabuildingorafigureisatalltimesandinallplacesrepresentedbyanimageintheatmosphere,thateveryexistingobjecthasaspectralintangibledoublewhichmaybecomevisible,theEmperorwouldhavesenthisinformanttoCharentonforalunatic,justasRichelieubeforehisdaysentthatNormanmartyr,SalomondeCaux,totheBicetreforannouncinghisimmensetriumph,theideaofnavigationbysteam。YetDaguerre\'sdiscoveryamountstonothingmorenorlessthanthis。

AndifforsomeclairvoyanteyesGodhaswritteneachman\'sdestinyoverhiswholeoutwardandvisibleform,ifaman\'sbodyistherecordofhisfate,whyshouldnotthehandinamannerepitomizethebody?——

sincethehandrepresentsthedeedofman,andbyhisdeedsheisknown。

Hereinliesthetheoryofpalmistry。DoesnotSocietyimitateGod?Atthesightofasoldierwecanpredictthathewillfight;ofalawyer,thathewilltalk;ofashoemaker,thatheshallmakeshoesorboots;

ofaworkerofthesoil,thatheshalldigthegroundanddungit;andisitamorewonderfulthingthatsuchanonewiththe“seer\'s“giftshouldforetelltheeventsofaman\'slifefromhishand?

Totakeastrikingexample。GeniusissovisibleinamanthatagreatartistcannotwalkaboutthestreetsofParisbutthemostignorantpeopleareconsciousofhispassing。Heisasun,asitwere,inthementalworld,sheddinglightthatcolorseverythinginitspath。Andwhodoesnotknowanidiotatoncebyanimpressiontheexactoppositeofthesensationofthepresenceofgenius?Mostobserversofhumannatureingeneral,andParisiannatureinparticular,canguesstheprofessionorcallingofthemaninthestreet。

Themysteriesofthewitches\'Sabbath,sowonderfullypaintedinthesixteenthcentury,arenomysteriesforus。TheEgyptianancestorsofthatmysteriouspeopleofIndianorigin,thegypsiesofthepresentday,simplyusedtodrugtheirclientswithhashish,apracticethatfullyaccountsforbroomstickridesandflightsupthechimney,thereal-seemingvisions,sotospeak,ofoldcronestransformedintoyoungdamsels,thefranticdances,theexquisitemusic,andallthefantastictalesofdevil-worship。

Somanyprovenfactshavebeenfirstdiscoveredbyoccultscience,thatsomedayweshallhaveprofessorsofoccultscience,aswealreadyhaveprofessorsofchemistryandastronomy。ItisevensingularthathereinParis,wherewearefoundingchairsofMantchuandSlaveandliteraturessolittleprofessable(tocoinaword)astheliteraturesoftheNorth(which,sofarfromprovidinglessons,standverybadlyinneedofthem);whenthecurriculumisfulloftheeverlastinglecturesonShakespeareandthesixteenthcentury,——itisstrangethatsomeonehasnotrestoredtheteachingoftheoccultphilosophies,oncethegloryoftheUniversityofParis,underthetitleofanthropology。Germany,sochildlikeandsogreat,hasoutstrippedFranceinthisparticular;inGermanytheyhaveprofessorsofascienceoffarmoreusethanaknowledgeoftheheterogeneousphilosophies,whichallcometothesamethingatbottom。

Onceadmitthatcertainbeingshavethepowerofdiscerningthefutureinitsgerm-formoftheCause,asthegreatinventorseesaglimpseoftheindustrylatentinhisinvention,orascienceinsomethingthathappenseverydayunnoticedbyordinaryeyes——onceallowthis,andthereisnothingtocauseanoutcryinsuchphenomena,noviolentexceptiontonature\'slaws,buttheoperationofarecognizedfaculty;

possiblyakindofmentalsomnambulism,asitwere。If,therefore,thehypothesisuponwhichthevariouswaysofdiviningthefuturearebasedseemabsurd,thefactsremain。Remarkthatitisnotreallymorewonderfulthattheseershouldforetellthechiefeventsofthefuturethanthatheshouldreadthepast。Pastandfuture,onthesceptic\'ssystem,equallyliebeyondthelimitsofknowledge。Ifthepasthaslefttracesbehindit,itisnotimprobablethatfutureeventshave,asitwere,theirrootsinthepresent。

Ifafortune-tellergivesyouminutedetailsofpastfactsknownonlytoyourself,whyshouldhenotforeseetheeventstobeproducedbyexistingcauses?Theworldofideasiscutout,sotospeak,onthepatternofthephysicalworld;thesamephenomenashouldbediscernibleinboth,allowingforthedifferenceofthemedium。As,forinstance,acorporealbodyactuallyprojectsanimageupontheatmosphere——aspectraldoubledetectedandrecordedbythedaguerreotype;soalsoideas,havingarealandeffectiveexistence,leaveanimpression,asitwere,upontheatmosphereofthespiritualworld;theylikewiseproduceeffects,andexistspectrally(tocoinawordtoexpressphenomenaforwhichnowordsexist),andcertainhumanbeingsareendowedwiththefacultyofdiscerningthese“forms“ortracesofideas。

Asforthematerialmeansemployedtoassisttheseer——theobjectsarrangedbythehandsoftheconsultantthattheaccidentsofhislifemayberevealedtohim,——thisistheleastinexplicablepartoftheprocess。Everythinginthematerialworldispartofaseriesofcausesandeffects。Nothinghappenswithoutacause,everycauseisapartofawhole,andconsequentlythewholeleavesitsimpressionontheslightestaccident。Rabelais,thegreatestmindamongmoderns,resumingPythagoras,Hippocrates,Aristophanes,andDante,pronouncedthreecenturiesagothat“manisamicrocosm“——alittleworld。Threehundredyearslater,thegreatseerSwedenborgdeclaredthat“theworldwasaman。“Theprophetandtheprecursorofincredulitymeetthusinthegreatestofallformulas。

Everythinginhumanlifeispredestined,soitisalsowiththeexistenceoftheplanet。Theleastevent,themostfutilephenomena,areallsubordinatepartsofascheme。Greatthings,therefore,greatdesigns,andgreatthoughtsareofnecessityreflectedinthesmallestactions,andthatsofaithfully,thatshouldaconspiratorshuffleandcutapackofplaying-cards,hewillwritethehistoryofhisplotfortheeyesoftheseerstyledgypsy,fortune-teller,charlatan,orwhatnot。Ifyouonceadmitfate,whichistosay,thechainoflinksofcauseandeffect,astrologyhasa/locusstandi/,andbecomeswhatitwasofyore,aboundlessscience,requiringthesamefacultyofdeductionbywhichCuvierbecamesogreat,afacultytobeexercisedspontaneously,however,andnotmerelyinnightsofstudyinthecloset。

Forsevencenturiesastrologyanddivinationhaveexercisedaninfluencenotonly(asatpresent)overtheuneducated,butoverthegreatestminds,overkingsandqueensandwealthypeople。Animalmagnetism,oneofthegreatsciencesofantiquity,haditsorigininoccultphilosophy;chemistryistheoutcomeofalchemy;phrenologyandneurologyarenolessthefruitofsimilarstudies。Thefirstillustriousworkersinthese,toallappearance,untouchedfields,madeonemistake,themistakeofallinventors;thatistosay,theyerectedanabsolutesystemonabasisofisolatedfactsforwhichmodernanalysisasyetcannotaccount。TheCatholicChurch,thelawoftheland,andmodernphilosophy,inagreementforonce,combinedtoprescribe,persecute,andridiculethemysteriesoftheCabalaaswellastheadepts;theresultisalamentableinterregnumofacenturyinoccultphilosophy。Buttheuneducatedclasses,andnotafewcultivatedpeople(womenespecially),continuetopayatributetothemysteriouspowerofthosewhocanraisetheveilofthefuture;theygotobuyhope,strength,andcourageofthefortune-teller;inotherwords,toaskofhimallthatreligionalonecangive。Sotheartisstillpractisedinspiteofacertainamountofrisk。Theeighteenthcenturyencyclopaedistsprocuredtoleranceforthesorcerer;heisnolongeramenabletoacourtoflaw,unless,indeed,helendshimselftofraudulentpractices,andfrightenshis“clients“toextortmoneyfromthem,inwhichcasehemaybeprosecutedonachargeofobtainingmoneyunderfalsepretences。Unluckily,theexerciseofthesublimeartisonlytoooftenusedasamethodofobtainingmoneyunderfalsepretences,andforthefollowingreasons。

Theseer\'swonderfulgiftsareusuallybestoweduponthosewhoaredescribedbytheepithetsroughanduneducated。TheroughanduneducatedarethechosenvesselsintowhichGodpourstheelixirsatwhichwemarvel。Fromamongtheroughanduneducated,prophetsarise——

anApostlePeter,orSt。PetertheHermit。Wherevermentalpowerisimprisoned,andremainsintactandentireforwantofanoutletinconversation,inpolitics,inliterature,intheimaginingsofthescholar,intheeffortsofthestatesman,intheconceptionsoftheinventor,orthesoldier\'stoilsofwar;thefirewithinisapttoflashoutingleamsofmarvelouslyvividlight,likethesparkshiddeninanunpolisheddiamond。Lettheoccasioncome,andthespiritwithinkindlesandglows,findswingstotraversespace,andthegod-likepowerofbeholdingallthings。Thecoalofyesterdayundertheplayofsomemysteriousinfluencebecomesaradiantdiamond。Bettereducatedpeople,many-sidedandhighlypolished,continuallygivingoutallthatisinthem,canneverexhibitthissupremepower,savebyoneofthemiracleswhichGodsometimesvouchsafestowork。Forthisreasonthesoothsayerisalmostalwaysabeggar,whosemindisvirginsoil,acreaturecoarsetoallappearance,apebblebornealongthetorrentofmiseryandleftintherutsoflife,whereitspendsnothingofitselfsaveinmerephysicalsuffering。

Theprophet,theseer,inshort,issome/MartinleLaboureur/makingaLouisXVIII。tremblebytellinghimasecretknownonlytothekinghimself;oritisaMlle。Lenormand,oradomesticservantlikeMme。

Fontaine,oragain,perhapsitissomehalf-idioticnegress,someherdsmanlivingamonghiscattle,whoreceivesthegiftofvision;

someHindoofakir,seatedbyapagoda,mortifyingthefleshtillthespiritgainsthemysteriouspowerofthesomnambulist。

Asia,indeed,throughalltime,hasbeenthehomeoftheheroesofoccultscience。Personsofthiskind,recoveringtheirnormalstate,areusuallyjustastheywerebefore。Theyfulfil,insomesort,thechemicalandphysicalfunctionsofbodieswhichconductelectricity;

attimesinertmetal,atothertimesachannelfilledwithamysteriouscurrent。Intheirnormalconditiontheyaregiventopracticeswhichbringthembeforethemagistrate,yea,verily,likethenotoriousBalthazar,evenuntothecriminalcourt,andsotothehulks。Youcouldhardlyfindabetterproofoftheimmenseinfluenceoffortune-tellingupontheworkingclassesthanthefactthatpoorPons\'lifeanddeathhunguponthepredictionthatMme。Fontainewastomakefromthecards。

AlthoughacertainamountofrepetitionisinevitableinacanvassoconsiderableandsofullofdetailasacompletepictureofFrenchsocietyinthenineteenthcentury,itisneedlesstorepeatthedescriptionofMme。Fontaine\'sden,alreadygivenin/LesComedienssanslesavoir/;sufficeittosaythatMme。CibotusedtogotoMme。

Fontaine\'shouseintheRueVieille-du-TempleasregularlyasfrequentersoftheCafeAnglaisdropinatthatrestaurantforlunch。

Mme。Cibot,beingaveryoldcustomer,oftenintroducedyoungpersonsandoldgossipsconsumedwithcuriositytothewisewoman。

Theoldservantwhoactedasprovostmarshalflungopenthedoorofthesanctuarywithnofurtherceremonythantheremark,“It\'sMme。

Cibot——Comein,there\'snobodyhere。“

“Well,child,whatcanbringyouheresoearlyofamorning？”askedthesorceress,asMme。Fontainemightwellbecalled,forshewasseventy-eightyearsold,andlookedlikeoneoftheParcae。

“Somethinghasgivenmeaturn,“saidLaCibot;“Iwantthe/grandjeu/;itisaquestionofmyfortune。“Therewithsheexplainedherposition,andwishedtoknowifhersordidhopeswerelikelytoberealized。

“Doyouknowwhatthe/grandjeu/means？”askedMme。Fontaine,withmuchsolemnity。

“No,Ihaven\'tneverseenthetrick,Iamnotrichenough——Ahundredfrancs!It\'snotasifitcostsomuch!Wherewasthemoneytocomefrom?ButnowIcan\'thelpmyself,Imusthaveit。“

“Idon\'tdoitoften,child,“returnedMme。Fontaine;“Ionlydoitforrichpeopleongreatoccasions,andtheypaymetwenty-fivelouisfordoingit;ittiresme,yousee,itwearsmeout。The\'Spirit\'

rivesmyinside,here。Itislikegoingtothe\'Sabbath,\'astheyusedtosay。“

“ButwhenItellyouthatitmeansmywholefuture,mydeargoodMa\'amFontaine——“

“Well,asitisyouthathavecometoconsultmesooften,IwillsubmitmyselftotheSpirit！”repliedMme。Fontaine,withalookofgenuineterroronherface。

Sherosefromherfilthyoldchairbythefireside,andwenttoatablecoveredwithagreenclothsowornthatyoucouldcountthethreads。Ahugetoadsatdozingtherebesideacageinhabitedbyablackdisheveled-lookingfowl。

“Astaroth!here,myson！”shesaid,andthecreaturelookedupintelligentlyatherassherappedhimonthebackwithalongknitting-needle——“Andyou,MademoiselleCleopatre!——attention！”shecontinued,tappingtheancientfowlonthebeak。

ThenMme。Fontainebegantothink;forseveralsecondsshedidnotmove;shelookedlikeacorpse,hereyesrolledintheirsocketsandgrewwhite;thensherosestiffanderect,andacavernousvoicecried：

“HereIam！”

AutomaticallyshescatteredmilletforCleopatre,tookupthepackofcards,shuffledthemconvulsively,andheldthemouttoMme。Cibottocut,sighingheavilyallthetime。AtthesightofthatimageofDeathinthefilthyturbananduncanny-lookingbed-jacket,watchingtheblackfowlasitpeckedatthemillet-grains,callingtothetoadAstarothtowalkoverthecardsthatlayoutonthetable,acoldthrillranthroughMme。Cibot;sheshuddered。Nothingbutstrongbeliefcangivestrongemotions。Anassuredincome,tobeornottobe,thatwasthequestion。

Thesorceressopenedamagicalworkandmutteredsomeunintelligiblewordsinasepulchralvoice,lookedattheremainingmillet-seeds,andwatchedthewayinwhichthetoadretired。Thenaftersevenoreightminutes,sheturnedherwhiteeyesonthecardsandexpoundedthem。

“Youwillsucceed,althoughnothingintheaffairwillfalloutasyouexpect。Youwillhavemanystepstotake,butyouwillreapthefruitsofyourlabors。Youwillbehaveverybadly;itwillbewithyouasitiswithallthosewhositbyasick-bedandcovetpartoftheinheritance。Greatpeoplewillhelpyouinthisworkofwrongdoing。

Afterwardsinthedeathagonyyouwillrepent。Twoescapedconvicts,ashortmanwithredhairandanoldmanwithabaldhead,willmurderyouforthesakeofthemoneyyouwillbesupposedtohaveinthevillagewhitheryouwillretirewithyoursecondhusband。Now,mydaughter,itisstillopentoyoutochooseyourcourse。“

Theexcitementwhichseemedtoglowwithin,lightingupthebonyhollowsabouttheeyes,wassuddenlyextinguished。Assoonasthehoroscopewaspronounced,Mme。Fontaine\'sfaceworeadazedexpression;shelookedexactlylikeasleep-walkerarousedfromsleep,gazedaboutherwithanastonishedair,recognizedMme。Cibot,andseemedsurprisedbyherterrifiedface。

“Well,child,“shesaid,inatotallydifferentvoice,“areyousatisfied？”

Mme。Cibotstaredstupidlyatthesorceress,andcouldnotanswer。

“Ah!youwouldhavethe/grandjeu/;Ihavetreatedyouasanoldacquaintance。Ionlywantahundredfrancs——“

“Cibot,——goingtodie？”gaspedtheportress。

“SoIhavebeentellingyouverydreadfulthings,haveI？”askedMme。

Fontaine,withanextremelyingenuousair。

“Why,yes！”saidLaCibot,takingahundredfrancsfromherpocketandlayingthemdownontheedgeofthetable。“Goingtobemurdered,thinkofit——“

“Ah!thereitis!Youwouldhavethe/grandjeu/;butdon\'ttakeonso,allthefolkthataremurderedonthecardsdon\'tdie。“

“Butisitpossible,Ma\'amFontaine？”

“Oh,/I/knownothingaboutit,myprettydear!Youwouldrapatthedoorofthefuture;Ipullthecord,anditcame。“

“/It/,what？”askedMme。Cibot。

“Well,then,theSpirit！”criedthesorceressimpatiently。

“Good-bye,Ma\'amFontaine,“exclaimedtheportress。“Ididnotknowwhatthe/grandjeu/waslike。Youhavegivenmeagoodfright,thatyouhave。“

“Themistresswillnotputherselfinthatstatetwiceinamonth,“

saidtheservant,asshewentwithLaCibottothelanding。“Shewoulddoherselftodeathifshedid,ittiresherso。Shewilleatcutletsnowandsleepforthreehoursafterwards。“

OutinthestreetLaCibottookcounselofherselfasshewentalong,and,afterthemannerofallwhoaskforadviceofanysortordescription,shetookthefavorablepartofthepredictionandrejectedtherest。Thenextdayfoundherconfirmedinherresolutions——shewouldsetallintraintobecomerichbysecuringapartofPons\'collection。Norforsometimehadsheanyotherthoughtthanthecombinationofvariousplanstothisend。Thefacultyofself-

concentrationseeninrough,uneducatedpersons,explainedonapreviouspage,thereservepoweraccumulatedinthosewhosementalenergiesareunwornbythedailywearandtearofsociallife,andbroughtintoactionsosoonasthatterribleweaponthe“fixedidea“

isbroughtintoplay,——allthiswaspre-eminentlymanifestedinLaCibot。Evenasthe“fixedidea“worksmiraclesofevasion,andbringsforthprodigiesofsentiment,sogreedtransformedtheportresstillshebecameasformidableasaNucingenatbay,assubtlebeneathherseemingstupidityastheirresistibleLaPalferine。

Aboutseveno\'clockonemorning,afewdaysafterwards,shesawRemonencqtakingdownhisshutters。Shewentacrosstohim。

“Howcouldonefindouthowmuchthethingsyonderinmygentlemen\'sroomsareworth？”sheaskedinawheedlingtone。

“Oh!thatisquiteeasy,“repliedtheowneroftheoldcuriosityshop。

“Ifyouwillplayfairandaboveboardwithme,Iwilltellyouofsomebody,averyhonestman,whowillknowthevalueofthepicturestoafarthing——“

“Who？”

“M。Magus,aJew。Heonlydoesbusinesstoamusehimselfnow。“

ElieMagushasappearedsoofteninthe/ComedieHumaine/,thatitisneedlesstosaymoreofhimhere。Sufficeittoaddthathehadretiredfrombusiness,andasadealerwasfollowingtheexamplesetbyPonstheamateur。Well-knownvaluerslikeHenry,Messrs。PigeotandMoret,Theret,Georges,andRoehn,theexpertsoftheMusee,infact,werebutchildrencomparedwithElieMagus。Hecouldseeamasterpiecebeneaththeaccumulatedgrimeofacentury;heknewallschools,andthehandwritingofallpainters。

HehadcometoParisfromBordeaux,andsolongagoas1835hehadretiredfrombusinesswithoutmakinganychangeforthebetterinhisdress,sofaithfulistheracetooldtradition。ThepersecutionsoftheMiddleAgescompelledthemtowearrags,tosnuffleandwhineandgroanovertheirpovertyinself-defence,tillthehabitsinducedbythenecessitiesofothertimeshavecometobe,asusual,instinctive,aracialdefect。

ElieMagushadamassedavastfortunebybuyingandsellingdiamonds,pictures,lace,enamels,delicatecarvings,oldjewelry,andraritiesofallkinds,akindofcommercewhichhasdevelopedenormouslyoflate,somuchsoindeedthatthenumberofdealershasincreasedtenfoldduringthelasttwentyyearsinthiscityofParis,whitherallthecuriositiesintheworldcometorubagainstoneanother。Andforpicturestherearebutthreemartsintheworld——Rome,London,andParis。

ElieMaguslivedintheChauseedesMinimes,ashort,broadstreetleadingtothePlaceRoyale。Hehadboughtthehouse,anold-fashionedmansion,forasong,asthesayingis,in1831。Yetthereweresumptuousapartmentswithinit,decoratedinthetimeofLouisXV。;

forithadoncebeentheHotelMaulaincourt,builtbythegreatPresidentoftheCourdesAides,anditsremotepositionhadsaveditatthetimeoftheRevolution。

YoumaybequitesurethattheoldJewhadsoundreasonsforbuyinghouseproperty,contrarytotheHebrewlawandcustom。Hehadended,asmostofusend,withahobbythatborderedonacraze。Hewasasmiserlyashisfriend,thelatelamentedGobseck;buthehadbeencaughtbythesnareoftheeyes,bythebeautyofthepicturesinwhichhedealt。Ashistastegrewmoreandmorefastidious,itbecameoneofthepassionswhichprincesalonecanindulgewhentheyarewealthyandart-lovers。AsthesecondKingofPrussiafoundnothingthatsokindledenthusiasmasthespectacleofagrenadieroversixfeethigh,andgaveextravagantsumsforanewspecimentoaddtohislivingmuseumofaregiment,sotheretiredpicture-dealerwasrousedtopassion-pitchonlybysomecanvasinperfectpreservation,untouchedsincethemasterlaiddownthebrush;andwhatwasmore,itmustbeapictureofthepainter\'sbesttime。Nogreatsales,therefore,tookplacebutElieMaguswasthere;everymartknewhim;

hetraveledalloverEurope。Theice-cold,money-worshipingsoulinhimkindledatthesightofaperfectworkofart,preciselyasalibertine,wearyoffairwomen,isrousedfromapathybythesightofabeautifulgirl,andsetsoutafreshuponthequestofflawlessloveliness。ADonJuanamongfairworksofart,aworshiperoftheIdeal,ElieMagushaddiscoveredjoysthattranscendthepleasureofamisergloatingoverhisgold——helivedinaseraglioofgreatpaintings。

Hismasterpieceswerehousedasbecamethechildrenofprinces;thewholefirstfloorofthegreatoldmansionwasgivenuptothem。TheroomshadbeenrestoredunderElieMagus\'orders,andwithwhatmagnificence!

ThewindowswerehungwiththerichestVenetianbrocade;themostsplendidcarpetsfromtheSavonneriecoveredtheparquetryflooring。

Theframesofthepictures,nearlyahundredinnumber,weremagnificentspecimens,regildedcunninglybyServais,theonegilderinPariswhomElieMagusthoughtsufficientlypainstaking;theoldJewhimselfhadtaughthimtousetheEnglishleaf,whichisinfinitelysuperiortothatproducedbyFrenchgold-beaters。ServaisisamonggildersasThouveninamongbookbinders——anartistamongcraftsmen,makinghisworkalaboroflove。Everywindowinthatgallerywasprotectedbyiron-barredshutters。ElieMagushimselflivedinacoupleofatticsonthefloorabove;thefurniturewaswretched,theroomswerefullofrags,andthewholeplacesmackedoftheGhetto;

ElieMaguswasfinishinghisdayswithoutanychangeinhislife。

Thewholeofthegroundfloorwasgivenuptothepicturetrade(fortheJewstilldealtinworksofart)。Herehestoredhiscanvases,herealsopacking-caseswerestowedontheirarrivalfromothercountries;andstilltherewasroomforavaststudio,whereMoret,mostskilfulofrestorersofpictures,acraftsmanwhomtheMuseeoughttoemploy,wasalmostalwaysatworkforMagus。TherestoftheroomsonthegroundfloorweregivenuptoMagus\'daughter,thechildofhisoldage,aJewessasbeautifulasaJewesscanbewhentheSemitictypereappearsinitspurityandnobilityinadaughterofIsrael。Noemiwasguardedbytwoservants,fanaticalJewesses,tosaynothingofanadvanced-guard,aPolishJew,Abramkobyname,onceinvolvedinafabulousmannerinpoliticaltroubles,fromwhichElieMagussavedhimasabusinessspeculation。Abramko,porterofthesilent,grim,desertedmansion,dividedhisofficeandhislodgewiththreeremarkablyferociousanimals——anEnglishbull-dog,aNewfoundlanddog,andanotherofthePyreneanbreed。

BeholdtheprofoundobservationsofhumannatureuponwhichElieMagusbasedhisfeelingofsecurity,forsecurehefelt;helefthomewithoutmisgivings,sleptwithbothearsshut,andfearednoattemptuponhisdaughter(hischieftreasure),hispictures,orhismoney。Inthefirstplace,Abramko\'ssalarywasincreasedeveryyearbytwohundredfrancssolongashismastershouldlive;andMagus,moreover,wastrainingAbramkoasamoney-lenderinasmallway。Abramkoneveradmittedanybodyuntilhehadsurveyedthemthroughaformidablegratedopening。HewasaHerculesforstrength,heworshipedElieMagus,asSanchoPanzaworshipedDonQuixote。Alldaylongthedogswereshutupwithoutfood;atnightfallAbramkoletthemloose;andbyacunningdevicetheoldJewkepteachanimalathispostinthecourtyardorthegardenbyhangingapieceofmeatjustoutofreachonthetopofapole。Theanimalsguardedthehouse,andsheerhungerguardedthedogs。Noodorthatreachedtheirnostrilscouldtemptthemfromtheneighborhoodofthatpieceofmeat;theywouldnothavelefttheirplacesatthefootofthepolesforthemostengagingfemaleofthecaninespecies。Ifastrangerbyanychanceintruded,thedogssuspectedhimofulteriordesignsupontheirrations,whichwereonlytakendowninthemorningbyAbramkohimselfwhenheawoke。Theadvantagesofthisfiendishschemearepatent。Theanimalsneverbarked,Magus\'ingenuityhadmadesavagesofthem;theyweretreacherousasMohicans。Andnowfortheresult。

Onenightburglars,emboldenedbythesilence,decidedtoohastilythatitwouldbeeasyenoughto“cleanout“theoldJew\'sstrongbox。

Oneoftheirnumbertoldofftoadvancetotheassaultscrambledupthegardenwallandpreparedtodescend。Thisthebull-dogallowedhimtodo。Theanimal,knowingperfectlywellwhatwascoming,waitedfortheburglartoreachtheground;butwhenthatgentlemandirectedakickathim,thebull-dogflewatthevisitor\'sshins,and,makingbutonebiteofit,snappedtheankle-bonecleanintwo。Thethiefhadthecouragetotearhimaway,andreturned,walkinguponthebareboneofthemutilatedstumptillhereachedtherestofthegang,whenhefellfainting,andtheycarriedhimoff。The/PoliceNews/,ofcourse,didnotfailtoreportthisdelightfulnightincident,butnoonebelievedinit。

Magusatthistimewasseventy-fiveyearsold,andtherewasnoreasonwhyheshouldnotlivetoahundred。Richmanthoughhewas,helivedliketheRemonencqs。Hisnecessaryexpenses,includingthemoneyhelavishedonhisdaughter,didnotexceedthreethousandfrancs。Nolifecouldbemoreregular;theoldmanroseassoonasitwaslight,breakfastedonbreadrubbedwithacloveofgarlic,andatenomorefooduntildinner-time。Dinner,amealfrugalenoughforaconvent,hetookathome。Alltheforenoonshespentamonghistreasures,walkingupanddownthegallerywheretheyhungintheirglory。Hewoulddusteverythinghimself,furnitureandpictures;heneverweariedofadmiring。Thenhewouldgodownstairstohisdaughter,drinkdeepofafather\'shappiness,andstartoutuponhiswalksthroughParis,toattendsalesorvisitexhibitionsandthelike。

IfElieMagusfoundagreatworkofartundertherightconditions,thediscoveryputnewlifeintotheman;herewasabitofsharppractice,abargaintomake,abattleofMarengotowin。Hewouldpileruseonrusetobuythenewsultanaascheaplyaspossible。MagushadamapofEuropeonwhichallgreatpicturesweremarked;hisco-religionistsineverycityspiedoutbusinessforhim,andreceivedacommissiononthepurchase。Andthen,whatrewardsforallhispains!ThetwolostRaphaelssoearnestlysoughtafterbyRaphaelloversarebothinhiscollection。ElieMagusownstheoriginalportraitof/Giorgione\'sMistress/,thewomanforwhomthepainterdied;theso-calledoriginalsaremerelycopiesofthefamouspicture,whichisworthfivehundredthousandfrancs,accordingtoitsowner\'sestimation。ThisJewpossessesTitian\'smasterpiece,an/Entombment/

paintedforCharlesV。,sentbythegreatmantothegreatEmperorwithaholographletter,nowfasteneddownuponthelowerpartofthecanvas。AndMagushasyetanotherTitian,theoriginalsketchfromwhichalltheportraitsofPhilipII。werepainted。Hisremainingninety-sevenpicturesareallofthesamerankanddistinction。

WhereforeMaguslaughsatournationalcollection,rakedbythesunlightwhichdestroysthefairestpaintings,pouringinthroughpanesofglassthatactaslenses。Picturegalleriescanonlybelightedfromabove;Magusopensandcloseshisshuttershimself;heisascarefulofhispicturesasofhisdaughter,hissecondidol。Andwelltheoldpicture-fancierknowsthelawsofthelivesofpictures。

Tohearhimtalk,agreatpicturehasalifeofitsown;itischangeable,ittakesitsbeautyfromthecolorofthelight。MagustalksofhispaintingsasDutchfanciersusedtotalkoftheirtulips;

hewillcomehomeonpurposetoseesomeonepictureinthehourofitsglory,whenthelightisbrightandclean。

AndMagushimselfwasalivingpictureamongthemotionlessfiguresonthewall——alittleoldman,dressedinashabbyovercoat,asilkwaistcoat,renewedtwiceinascoreofyears,andaverydirtypairoftrousers,withabaldhead,afacefullofdeephollows,awrinkled,callousskin,abeardthathadatrickoftwitchingitslongwhitebristles,amenacingpointedchin,atoothlessmouth,eyesbrightastheeyesofhisdogsintheyard,andanoselikeanobelisk——therehestoodinhisgallerysmilingatthebeautycalledintobeingbygenius。AJewsurroundedbyhismillionswillalwaysbeoneofthefinestspectacleswhichhumanitycangive。RobertMedal,ourgreatactor,cannotrisetothisheightofpoetry,sublimethoughheis。

ParisofallthecitiesoftheworldholdsmostofsuchmenasMagus,strangebeingswithastrangereligionintheirheartofhearts。TheLondon“eccentric“alwaysfindsthatworship,likelife,bringswearinessandsatietyintheend;theParisianmonomaniaclivescheerfullyinconcubinagewithhiscrotchettothelast。

OftenshallyoumeetinParissomePons,someElieMagus,dressedbadlyenough,withhisfaceturnedfromtherisingsun(likethecountenanceoftheperpetualsecretaryoftheAcademie),apparentlyheedingnothing,consciousofnothing,payingnoattentiontoshop-

windowsnortofairpassers-by,walkingatrandom,sotospeak,withnothinginhispockets,andtoallappearanceanequallyemptyhead。

DoyouasktowhatParisiantribethismannerofmanbelongs?Heisacollector,amillionaire,oneofthemostimpassionedsoulsuponearth;heandhislikearecapableoftreadingthemirywaysthatleadtothepolice-courtifsotheymaygainpossessionofacup,apicture,orsomesuchrareunpublishedpieceasElieMagusoncepickeduponememorabledayinGermany。

ThiswastheexperttowhomRemonencqwithmuchmysteryconductedLaCibot。RemonencqalwaysaskedadviceofElieMaguswhenhemethiminthestreets;andmorethanonceMagushadlenthimmoneythroughAbramko,knowingRemonencq\'shonesty。TheChausseedesMinimesisclosetotheRuedeNormandie,andthetwofellow-conspiratorsreachedthehouseintenminutes。

“Youwillseetherichestdealerincuriosities,thegreatestconnoisseurinParis,“Remonencqhadsaid。AndMme。Cibot,therefore,wasstruckdumbwithamazementtobeconfrontedwithalittleoldmaninagreat-coattooshabbyforCibottomend,standingwatchingapainteratworkuponanoldpictureinthechillyroomonthevastgroundfloor。Theoldman\'seyes,fullofcoldfelinemalignance,wereturneduponher,andLaCibotshivered。

“Whatdoyouwant,Remonencq？”askedthisperson。

“Itisaquestionofvaluingsomepictures;thereisnobodybutyouinPariswhocantellapoortinker-fellowlikemehowmuchhemaygivewhenhehasnotthousandstospend,likeyou。“

“Whereisit？”

“Hereistheportressofthehousewherethegentlemanlives;shedoesforhim,andIhavearrangedwithher——“

“Whoistheowner？”

“M。Pons！”putinLaCibot。

“Don\'tknowthename,“saidMagus,withaninnocentair,bringingdownhisfootverygentlyuponhisartist\'stoes。

Moretthepainter,knowingthevalueofPons\'collection,hadlookedupsuddenlyatthename。ItwasamovetoohazardoustotrywithanyonebutRemonencqandLaCibot,buttheJewhadtakenthewoman\'smeasureatsight,andhiseyewasasaccurateasajeweler\'sscales。

ItwasimpossiblethateitherofthecoupleshouldknowhowoftenMagusandoldPonshadmatchedtheirclaws。And,intruth,bothrabidamateurswerejealousofeachother。TheoldJewhadneverhopedforasightofaseragliosocarefullyguarded;itseemedtohimthathisheadwasswimming。Pons\'collectionwastheoneprivatecollectioninPariswhichcouldviewithhisown。Pons\'ideahadoccurredtoMagustwentyyearslater;butasadealer-amateurthedoorofPons\'museumhadbeenclosedtohim,asforDusommerard。PonsandMagushadatheartthesamejealousy。Neitherofthemcaredaboutthekindofcelebritydeartotheordinarycollector。AndnowforElieMaguscamehischancetoseethepoormusician\'streasures!AnamateurofbeautyhidinginaboudoirorastolenglanceatamistressconcealedfromhimbyhisfriendmightfeelasElieMagusfeltatthatmoment。

LaCibotwasimpressedbyRemonencq\'srespectforthissingularperson;realpower,moreover,evenwhenitcannotbeexplained,isalwaysfelt;theportresswassuppleandobedient,shedroppedtheautocratictonewhichshewaswonttouseinherlodgeandwiththetenants,acceptedMagus\'conditions,andagreedtoadmithimintoPons\'museumthatveryday。

Sotheenemywastobebroughtintothecitadel,andastabdealttoPons\'veryheart。FortenyearsPonshadcarriedhiskeysaboutwithhim;hehadforbiddenLaCibottoallowanyone,nomatterwhom,tocrosshisthreshold;andLaCibothadsofarsharedSchmucke\'sopinionsof/bric-a-brac/,thatshehadobeyedhim。ThegoodSchmucke,byspeakingofthesplendorsas“chimcracks,“anddeploringhisfriend\'smania,hadtaughtLaCibottodespisetheoldrubbish,andsosecuredPons\'museumfrominvasionformanyalongyear。

WhenPonstooktohisbed,Schmuckefilledhisplaceatthetheatreandgavelessonsforhimathisboarding-schools。Hedidhisutmosttodotheworkoftwo;butPons\'sorrowsweighingheavilyuponhismind,thetasktookallhisstrength。Heonlysawhisfriendinthemorning,andagainatdinnertime。Hispupilsandthepeopleatthetheatre,seeingthepoorGermanlooksounhappy,usedtoaskfornewsofPons;

andsogreatwashisgrief,thattheindifferentwouldmakethegrimacesofsensibilitywhichParisiansarewonttoreserveforthegreatestcalamities。Theveryspringsoflifehadbeenattacked,thegoodGermanwassufferingfromPons\'painaswellasfromhisown。

Whenhegaveamusiclesson,hespenthalfthetimeintalkingofPons,interruptinghimselftowonderwhetherhisfriendfeltbetterto-day,andthelittleschool-girlslisteningheardlengthyexplanationsofPons\'symptoms。HewouldrushovertotheRuedeNormandieintheintervalbetweentwolessonsforthesakeofaquarterofanhourwithPons。

Whenatlasthesawthattheircommonstockwasalmostexhausted,whenMme。Cibot(whohaddoneherbesttoswelltheexpensesoftheillness)cametohimandfrightenedhim;thentheoldmusic-masterfeltthathehadcourageofwhichheneverthoughthimselfcapable——

couragethatroseabovehisanguish。Forthefirsttimeinhislifehesethimselftoearnmoney;moneywasneededathome。Oneoftheschool-girlpupils,reallytouchedbytheirtroubles,askedSchmuckehowhecouldleavehisfriendalone。“Montemoiselle,“heanswered,withthesublimesmileofthosewhothinknoevil,“vehafMontameZipod,eindreasure,montemoiselle,einbearl!Bonsisnursedlikeeinbrince。“

SowhileSchmucketrottedaboutthestreets,LaCibotwasmistressofthehouseandruledtheinvalid。HowshouldPonssuperintendhisself-

appointedguardianangel,whenhehadtakennosolidfoodforafortnight,andlaytheresoweakandhelplessthatLaCibotwasobligedtolifthimupandcarryhimtothesofawhileshemadethebed?

LaCibot\'svisittoElieMaguswaspaid(asmightbeexpected)whileSchmuckebreakfasted。ShecameinagainjustastheGermanwasbiddinghisfriendgood-bye;forsinceshelearnedthatPonspossessedafortune,sheneverlefttheoldbachelor;shebroodedoverhimandhistreasureslikeahen。Fromthedepthsofacomfortableeasy-chairatthefootofthebedshepouredforthforPons\'delectationthegossipinwhichwomenofherclassexcel。WithMachiavelianskill,shehadcontrivedtomakePonsthinkthatshewasindispensabletohim;shecoaxedandshewheedled,alwaysuneasy,alwaysonthealert。Mme。

Fontaine\'sprophecyhadfrightenedLaCibot;shevowedtoherselfthatshewouldgainherendsbykindness。ShewouldsleepsecureonM。

Pons\'legacy,butherrascalityshouldkeepwithinthelimitsofthelaw。FortenyearsshehadnotsuspectedthevalueofPons\'

collection;shehadaclearrecordbehindheroftenyearsofdevotion,honesty,anddisinterestedness;itwasamagnificentinvestment,andnowsheproposedtorealize。Inoneday,Remonencq\'shintofmoneyhadhatchedtheserpent\'segg,thecravingforrichesthathadlaindormantwithinherfortwentyyears。Sinceshehadcherishedthatcraving,ithadgrowninforcewiththefermentofalltheevilthatlurksinthecornersoftheheart。Howsheacteduponthecounselswhisperedbytheserpentwillpresentlybeseen。

“Well？”sheaskedofSchmucke,“hasthischerubofourshadplentytodrink?Ishebetter？”

“Heisnotdoingferyvell,tearMontameZipod,notferyvell,“saidpoorSchmucke,brushingawaythetearsfromhiseyes。

“Pooh!youmaketoomuchofit,mydearM。Schmucke;wemusttakethingsaswefindthem;Cibotmightbeatdeath\'sdoor,andIshouldnottakeittoheartasyoudo。Come!thecherubhasagoodconstitution。Andhehasbeensteady,itseems,yousee;youhavenoideawhatanagesoberpeoplelive。Heisveryill,itistrue,butwithallthecareItakeofhim,Ishallbringhimround。Beeasy,lookafteryouraffairs,Iwillkeephimcompanyandseethathedrinkshispintsofbarleywater。“

“Gifyouverenothere,Ishoulddieofanxiety——“saidSchmucke,squeezinghiskindhousekeeper\'shandinbothhisowntoexpresshisconfidenceinher。

LaCibotwipedhereyesasshewentbacktotheinvalid\'sroom。

“Whatisthematter,Mme。Cibot？”askedPons。

“ItisM。Schmuckethathasupsetme;heiscryingasifyouweredead,“saidshe。“Ifyouarenotwell,youarenotsobadyetthatnobodyneedcryoveryou;butithasgivenmesuchaturn!Ohdear!ohdear!howsillyitisofmetogetsofondofpeople,andtothinkmoreofyouthanofCibot!For,afterall,youaren\'tnothingtome,youareonlymybrotherbyAdam\'sside;andyet,wheneveryouareinthequestion,itputsmeinsuchataking,uponmyworditdoes!I

wouldcutoffmyhand——mylefthand,ofcourse——toseeyoucomingandgoing,eatingyourmeals,andscrewingbargainsoutofdealersasusual。IfIhadhadachildofmyown,IthinkIshouldhaveloveditasIloveyou,eh!There,takeadrink,dearie;comenow,emptytheglass。Drinkitoff,monsieur,Itellyou!ThefirstthingDr。Poulainsaidwas,\'IfM。PonshasnomindtogotoPereLachaise,heoughttodrinkasmanybucketsfullofwaterinadayasanAuvergnatwillsell。\'So,comenow,drink——“

“ButIdodrink,Cibot,mygoodwoman;IdrinkanddrinktillIamdeluged——“

“Thatisright,“saidtheportress,asshetookawaytheemptyglass。

“Thatisthewaytogetbetter。Dr。Poulainhadanotherpatientillofyourcomplaint;buthehadnobodytolookafterhim,hischildrenlefthimtohimself,andhediedbecausehedidn\'tdrinkenough——soyoumustdrink,honey,yousee——hediedandtheyburiedhimtwomonthsago。Andifyouweretodie,youknow,youwoulddragdownoldM。

Schmuckewithyou,sir。Heislikeachild。Ah!helovesyou,hedoes,thedearlambofaman;nowomanneverlovedamanlikethat!Hedoesn\'tcareformeatnordrink;hehasgrownasthinasyouareinthelastfortnight,andyouarenothingbutskinandbones——Itmakesmejealoustoseeit,forIamveryfondofyou;butnottothatdegree;Ihaven\'tlostmyappetite,quitetheotherway;alwaysgoingupanddownstairs,tillmylegsaresotiredthatIdropdownofaneveninglikealumpoflead。HereamIneglectingmypoorCibotforyou;Mlle。Remonencqcookshisvictualsforhim,andhegoesonaboutitandsaysthatnothingisright!AtthatItellhimthatoneoughttoputupwithsomethingforthesakeofotherpeople,andthatyouaresoillthatIcannotleaveyou。Inthefirstplace,youcan\'taffordanurse。AndbeforeIwouldhaveanursehere!——Ihavedoneforyouthesetenyears;theywantwineandsugar,andfoot-warmers,andallsortsofcomforts。Andtheyrobtheirpatientsunlessthepatientsleavethemsomethingintheirwills。Haveanurseinhereto-day,andto-morrowweshouldfindapictureorsomethingorothergone——“

“Oh!Mme。Cibot！”criedPons,quitebesidehimself,“donotleaveme!

Noonemusttouchanything——“

“Iamhere,“saidLaCibot;“solongasIhavethestrengthIshallbehere——Beeasy。TherewasDr。Poulainwantingtogetanurseforyou;

perhapshehashiseyeonyourtreasures。Ijustsnubbedhim,Idid。

\'Thegentlemanwon\'thaveanyonebutme,\'Itoldhim。\'Heisusedtome,andIamusedtohim。\'Sohesaidnomore。Anurse,indeed!Theyareallthieves;Ihatethatsortofwoman,Ido。Hereisatalethatwillshowyouhowslytheyare。Therewasonceanoldgentleman——itwasDr。Poulainhimself,mindyou,whotoldmethis——well,aMme。

Sabatier,awomanofthirty-sixthatusedtosellslippersatthePalaisRoyal——youremembertheGalerieatthePalaisthattheypulleddown？”

Ponsnodded。

“Well,atthattimeshehadnotdoneverywell;herhusbandusedtodrink,anddiedofspontaneousimbustion;butshehadbeenafinewomaninhertime,truthtotell,notthatitdidheranygood,thoughshehadfriendsamongthelawyers。So,beinghardup,shebecameamonthlynurse,andlivedintheRueBarre-du-Bec。Well,shewentouttonurseanoldgentlemanthathadadiseaseofthelurinaryguts(savingyourpresence);theyusedtotaphimlikeanartesianwell,andheneededsuchcarethatsheusedtosleeponatruckle-bedinthesameroomwithhim。Youwouldhardlybelievesuchathing!——\'Menrespectnothing,\'you\'lltellme,\'soselfishastheyare。\'Well,sheusedtotalkwithhim,youunderstand;sheneverlefthim,sheamusedhim,shetoldhimstories,shedrewhimontotalk(justaswearechattingawaytogethernow,youandI,eh?),andshefoundoutthathisnephews——theoldgentlemanhadnephews——thathisnephewswerewretches;theyhadworriedhim,andfinalendofit,theyhadbroughtonthisillness。Well,mydearsir,shesavedhislife,hemarriedher,andtheyhaveafinechild;Ma\'amBordevin,thebutcher\'swifeintheRueCharlot,arelativeofhers,stoodgodmother。Thereisluckforyou!

“Asforme,Iammarried;andifIhavenochildren,Idon\'tmindsayingthatitisCibot\'sfault;heistoofondofme,butifIcared——nevermind。WhatwouldhavebecomeofmeandmyCibotifwehadhadafamily,whenwehavenotapennytoblessourselveswithafterthirtyyears\'offaithfulservice?Ihavenotafarthingbelongingtonobodyelse,thatiswhatcomfortsme。Ihaveneverwrongednobody——

Lookhere,supposenow(thereisnoharminsupposingwhenyouwillbeoutandaboutagaininsixweeks\'time,andsaunteringalongtheboulevard);well,supposethatyouhadputmedowninyourwill;verygood,Ishouldn\'tneverresttillIhadfoundyourheirsandgiventhemoneyback。Suchismyhorrorofanythingthatisnotearnedbythesweatofmybrow。

“Youwillsaytome,\'Why,Mme。Cibot,whyshouldyouworryyourselflikethat?Youhavefairlyearnedthemoney;youlookedafteryourtwogentlemenasiftheyhadbeenyourchildren;yousavedthemathousandfrancsayear——\'(forthereareplenty,sir,youknow,thatwouldhavehadtheirtenthousandfrancsputouttointerestbynowiftheyhadbeeninmyplace)——\'soiftheworthygentlemanleavesyouatrifleofanannuity,itisonlyright。\'——Supposetheytoldmethat。Well,now;

Iamnotthinkingofmyself——Icannotthinkhowsomewomencandoakindnessthinkingofthemselvesallthetime。Itisnotdoinggood,sir,isit?Idonotgotochurchmyself,Ihaven\'tthetime;butmyconsciencetellsmewhatisright……Don\'tyoufidgetlikethat,mylamb!——Don\'tscratchyourself!……Dearme,howyellowyougrow!

Soyellowyouare——quitebrown。Howfunnyitisthatonecancometolooklikealemoninthreeweeks!……Honestyisallthatpoorfolkhave,andonemustsurelyhavesomething!Supposethatyouwerejustatdeath\'sdoor,IshouldbethefirsttotellyouthatyououghttoleaveallthatyouhavetoM。Schmucke。Itisyourduty,forheisallthefamilyyouhave。Helovesyou,hedoes,asadogloveshismaster。“

“Ah!yes,“saidPons;“nobodyelsehaseverlovedmeallmylifelong——“

“Ah!thatisnotkindofyou,sir,“saidMme。Cibot;“thenIdonotloveyou,Isuppose？”

“Idonotsayso,mydearMme。Cibot。“

“Good。Youtakemeforaservant,doyou,acommonservant,asifI

hadn\'tnoheart!Goodnessme!forelevenyearsyoudofortwooldbachelors,youthinkofnothingbuttheircomfort。Ihaveturnedhalfascoreofgreengrocers\'shopsupsidedownforyou,IhavetalkedpeopleroundtogetyougoodBriecheese;Ihavegonedownasfarasthemarketforfreshbutterforyou;Ihavetakensuchcareofthingsthatnothingofyourshasn\'tbeenchippednorbrokeninallthesetenyears;Ihavejusttreatedyoulikemyownchildren;andthentoheara\'MydearMme。Cibot,\'thatshowsthatthereisnotabitoffeelingforyouintheheartofanoldgentlemanthatyouhavecaredforlikeaking\'sson!forthelittleKingofRomewasnotsowelllookedafter。Hediedinhisprime;thereisproofforyou……Come,sir,youareunjust!Youareungrateful!ItisbecauseIamonlyapoorportress。Goodnessme!are/you/oneofthosethatthinkwearedogs?——“

“But,mydearMme。Cibot——“

“Indeed,youthatknowsomuch,tellmewhyweportersaretreatedlikethis,andaresupposedtohavenofeelings;peoplelookdownonusinthesedayswhentheytalkofEquality!——Asforme,amInotasgoodasanotherwoman,IthatwasoneofthefinestwomeninParis,andwascalled/LabelleEcaillere/,andreceiveddeclarationssevenoreighttimesaday?AndevennowifIliked——Lookhere,sir,youknowthatlittlescrubbymarinestore-dealerdownstairs?Verywell,hewouldmarrymeanyday,ifIwereawidowthatis,withhiseyesshut;

hehashadthemlookingwideopeninmydirectionsooften;heisalwayssaying,\'Oh!whatfinearmsyouhave,Ma\'amCibot!——IdreamedlastnightthatitwasbreadandIwasbutter,andIwasspreadonthetop。\'Look,sir,thereisanarm！”

Sherolleduphersleeveanddisplayedtheshapeliestarmimaginable,aswhiteandfreshasherhandwasredandrough;aplump,round,dimpledarm,drawnfromitsmerinosheathlikeabladefromthescabbardtodazzlePons,wholookedaway。

“Foreveryoystertheknifeopened,thearmhasopenedaheart!Well,itbelongstoCibot,andIdidwrongwhenIneglectedhim,poordear,HEwouldthrowhimselfoveraprecipiceatawordfromme;whileyou,sir,thatcallme\'MydearMme。Cibot\'whenIdoimpossiblethingsforyou——“

“Dojustlistentome,“brokeinthepatient;“Icannotcallyoumymother,normywife——“

“No,neverinallmyborndayswillItakeagaintoanybody——“

“Doletmespeak！”continuedPons。“Letmesee;IputM。Schmuckefirst——“

“M。Schmucke!thereisaheartforyou,“criedLaCibot。“Ah!helovesme,butthenheispoor。Itismoneythatdeadenstheheart;andyouarerich!Oh,well,takeanurse,youwillseewhatalifeshewillleadyou;shewilltormentyou,youwillbelikeacockchaferonastring。Thedoctorwillsaythatyoumusthaveplentytodrink,andshewilldonothingbutfeedyou。Shewillbringyoutoyourgraveandrobyou。YoudonotdeservetohaveaMme。Cibot!——there!WhenDr。

Poulaincomes,askhimforanurse。“

“Ohfiddlestickend！”thepatientcriedangrily。“/Will/youlistentome?WhenIspokeofmyfriendSchmucke,Iwasnotthinkingofwomen。I

knowquitewellthatnoonecaresformesosincerelyasyoudo,youandSchmucke——“

“Havethegoodnessnottoirritateyourselfinthisway！”exclaimedLaCibot,plungingdownuponPonsandcoveringhimbyforcewiththebedclothes。

“HowshouldInotloveyou？”saidpoorPons。

“Youloveme,really?……There,there,forgiveme,sir！”shesaid,cryingandwipinghereyes。“Ah,yes,ofcourse,youloveme,asyouloveaservant,thatistheway!——aservanttowhomyouthrowanannuityofsixhundredfrancslikeacrustyouflingintoadog\'skennel——“

“Oh!Mme。Cibot,“criedPons,“forwhatdoyoutakeme?Youdonotknowme。“

“Ah!youwillcareevenmorethanthatforme,“shesaid,meetingPons\'eyes。“YouwillloveyourkindoldCibotlikeamother,willyounot?Amother,thatisit!Iamyourmother;youarebothofyoumychildren……Ah,ifIonlyknewthemthatcausedyouthissorrow,I

woulddothatwhichwouldbringmeintothepolice-courts,andeventoprison;Iwouldteartheireyesout!SuchpeopledeservetodieattheBarriereSaint-Jacques,andthatistoogoodforsuchscoundrels。

Sokind,sogoodasyouare(foryouhaveaheartofgold),youweresentintotheworldtomakesomewomanhappy!……

Yes,youwouldhaveherhappy,asanybodycansee;youwerecutoutforthat。Intheverybeginning,whenIsawhowyouwerewithM。

Schmucke,Isaidtomyself,\'M。Ponshasmissedthelifehewasmeantfor;hewasmadetobeagoodhusband。\'Come,now,youlikewomen。“