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Then the curé stepped forward, arrayed in a new cassock, and, a second later, M. Foureau, in a velvet waistcoat. The doctor gave his arm to his wife, who walked with some difficulty, assisting herself with her parasol. A stream of red ribbons fluttered behind them it was the cap of Madame Bordin, who was dressed in a lovely robe of shot silk.
I found in the frogging of my habit and in the folds of my collar small fragments of what appeared to be burned paper which were floating in the air." "Was there much smoke?" asked Bordin. "Yes," replied Mademoiselle de Cinq-Cygne, "I feared a conflagration." "This is enough to change the whole inquiry," remarked Bordin.
Barberou set to work with zeal, believing it was Bouvard's own case, and calling him an old dotard, even though he congratulated him about it. "At my age!" said Pécuchet. "Is it not a melancholy thing? But why did she do this?" "You pleased her." "She ought to have given me warning." "Does passion reason?" And Bouvard renewed his complaints about Madame Bordin.
But Bouvard, irritated at the ill-success of his garden, took up the defence of the people. They all began talking at the same time. Foureau extolled the government. Hurel saw nothing in the world but landed property. The Abbé Jeufroy complained of the fact that it did not protect religion. Pécuchet attacked the taxes. Madame Bordin exclaimed at intervals, "As for me, I detest the Republic."
Then he resumed: "A week or so later I met Bordin and told him of that interview. He smiled and said: 'I hope it was not a pretty bit of comedy. Didn't he ask for anything? 'No, I answered. 'Well, he came to see me the same day. I was almost as touched as you; and he asked me for means to get food on his journey.
Madame Bordin made this observation: "All the same, it must have cost you a good deal?" "Oh! not too much, not too much." A slater had given it to him for fifteen francs. After this, she found fault on the score of propriety with the low dress of the lady in the powdered wig. "Where is the harm," replied Bouvard, "when one possesses something beautiful?"
But Bouvard examined himself in the glass. His cheeks had kept their colour; his hair curled just the same as of yore; not a tooth was loose; and, at the idea that he had still the power to please, he felt a return of youthfulness. Madame Bordin rose in his memory.
Chamberlan lost his place, and he formed against them a secret coalition, supported by the Abbé Jeufroy, Madame Bordin, and Foureau. Their way of living, so unlike that of other people, gave offence. They became objects of suspicion, and even inspired a vague terror. What destroyed them above all in public opinion was their choice of a servant. For want of another, they had taken Marcel.
There is no excuse possible for an attack on power? This was the substance of what the Emperor said, as Bordin repeated it to me. Learning a little later that France and Russia were about to measure swords against each other, and that the Emperor was to go two thousand miles from Paris to attack a vast and desert country, Bordin understood the secret reason of the Emperor's harshness.
'Bordin is there, I thought to myself; 'Bordin will put the screws on, and a good thing, too. My feelings turned to hatred, and my hatred to imprecations; I cursed the man, and I believed he had every vice. 'Ah! Monsieur Barillaud was very right, thought I, 'in all he told me!" Monsieur Alain paused reflectively. "Yes," he said again, "I thought him very right in all he told me.
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