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Updated: June 14, 2025
Nothing, I already discovered and have already observed, did the inestimable Madame de Balzac dislike more than a downright question: she never answered it. "Why, really," said she, preparing herself for a long speech, "I am quite glad you consult me, and I will give you the best advice in my power. Ecoutez donc; you have seen the Duc de Maine?" "Certainly!"
Though I am not French, and know next to nothing of the language, I thought when I saw Sarah's "L'Aiglon," that of that one poor little boy too might be said: "Écoutez, Français, c'est toute la France!" It is this extraordinary decorative and symbolic quality of Sarah's which makes her transcend all personal and individual feeling on the stage.
I began: 'BRAHMA! DIEU DES CROYANTS, and sang it as I might have sung 'DO, RE, MI. Brahma was nothing to me. 'Stop! cried Madame Blanche in her most imperious manner. 'Ah, vous Anglais! What are you doing? BRAHMA, c'est un Dieu! He may not be YOUR God. He may not be MY God. But he is somebody's God. He is the God of the song. Ecoutez! And she lifted her head and sang: 'Brahma!
"Ecoutez, Messieurs!" said I. "Behold here not enemies, but men of like mind. I speak of men who live by the sea, men of the old home of Jean Lafitte, that great merchant, that bold soldier, who did so much to save his country at the Battle. Even now he has thousands of friends and hundreds of relatives in this land. You yourself, I doubt not, Messieurs, are distant cousins of Jean Lafitte?
"Ecoutez," said the waiter to me, "il va faire l'Anglais; c'est tres drole!" The little rogue mounted his immense brimless hat, and, thrusting his thumbs into the armholes of his waistcoat, began to faire l'Anglais, with a song in which swearing was the principal joke. We all laughed at this, and indeed the little rascal seemed to have a good deal of humor.
In this strait the idea suddenly crossed his mind that his greatest security would be in feigning dumbness. "Écoutez, mon ami" commenced Griffin, in very respectable English-French, "you are to tell me nothing but the truth, and it may be all the better for you. You belong to the Feu-Follet, of course?"
He considered, and looked me over appraisingly. "It will be twenty francs then, Madame." This was too outrageous. "Ah non," I said in my turn, but I laughed. "Ecoutez, do you know what is in that box I am going to get? Toys for the little children of the devastated regions. If I don't take it with me they will have nothing, nothing at all for Christmas." "Eh, what?" His old heart was moved.
"Ecoutez!" she went on, drawing near and speaking in her most confidential and coaxing tone; for my "sulkiness" was inconvenient to her: she liked me to be in a talking and listening mood, even if I only talked to chide and listened to rail. "Ecoutez, chere grogneuse! I will tell you all how and about it; and you will then see, not only how right the whole thing is, but how cleverly managed.
"Señor, écoutez," said he, "can that religion be good which springs from a bad principle? Les Anglois étaient une fois des bons Catholiques; le Divorce d'un Roi capricieux fut la cause de leur changement. Ah, cela n'était pas bon." ...
"Vieux soldats ne meurent! jamais! jamais! jamais! Vieux soldats ne meurent jamais! ils simplement passent!" "An' M'sieu 'Ardy 'e say: 'Vat about? an' then 'e raise 'is two 'ands è Ciel so! an' 'e tell Le Bon Dieu all about it. Oh, 'ow 'e pray! Ecoutez! Docteur! you can 'ear 'im now! . . ."
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