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"I want you to let Sabine think you are just going to forgive her for her deception, but intend her to keep her word to you; and then you can take Mr. Arranstoun up to her sitting-room when you have brought him from the Père Anselme's and just push him in and let them explain matters themselves. Won't it be a moment for them both!" Henry writhed. "Yes," he gasped, "a great moment."
Then you will be able to clear away all your clouds." But this conversation left Henry very troubled, and Père Anselme's words about the cinders still being red kept recurring to him with increasing pain. Sabine had been at Héronac for ten days when the old priest got back to his flock. It was toward the end of November, and the weather was one raging storm of rain and wind.
Anselme therefore could see no hindrance to his marriage with Cesarine, though the wealth of the perfumer and the beauty of the daughter were immense obstacles in the path of his ambitious desires: but love gets onward by leaps of hope, and the more absurd they are the greater faith it has in them; the farther off was the mistress of Anselme's heart, the more ardent became his desires.
"What an enchanting scene! What a fine orchestra! Will you often give us a ball?" said Madame Lebas. "What a charming appartement! Is this your own taste?" said Madame Desmarets. Birotteau ventured on a fib, and allowed her to suppose that he had designed it. Cesarine, who was asked, of course, for all the dances, understood very well Anselme's delicacy in that matter.
"In all cases you have my good wishes, my son, for you seem worthy of her my good wishes and my prayers." Lord Fordyce mounted the stairs to his lady's sitting-room with lagging steps. The Père Anselme's advice had caused him to think deeply, and it was necessary that he had speech with Sabine, if she would let him come back into her sitting-room.
Then with a recovery of some part of his erstwhile resolution: "Nevertheless, he must be awakened," he announced, but in an undertone, as if afraid to do the thing he said must needs be done. The horror in the secretary's eyes increased, but Anselme's reflected none of it.
This trifling circumstance roused the suspicions of old Popinot as to Cesar's intentions; he turned into the Rue des Lombards, and when he saw the perfumer re-enter Anselme's door, he came hastily back again. "My dear Popinot," said Cesar to his partner, "I have come to ask a service of you." "What can I do?" cried Popinot with generous ardor.
"I can't prevent you from hoping, my friend," said Birotteau, touched by Anselme's tone. "Well, then, monsieur, can I begin to-day to look for a shop, so as to start at once?" "Yes, my son. To-morrow we will shut ourselves up in the workshop, you and I. Before you go to the Rue des Lombards, call at Livingston's and see if my hydraulic press will be ready to use to-morrow morning.
"He is a true merchant; he will succeed," Cesar would say to Madame Ragon, as he praised Anselme's activity in preparing the work at the factory, or boasted of his readiness in learning the niceties of the trade, or recalled his arduous labors when shipments had to be made, and when, with his sleeves rolled up and his arms bare, the lame lad packed and nailed up, himself alone, more cases than all the other clerks put together.
"As for me," said la Peyrade, sarcastically, "I shouldn't be at all surprised if Pere Anselme's young collaborator was that very Felix Phellion. Voltaire always kept very close relations with the Jesuits who brought him up; but he never talked religion with them."
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