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Updated: June 10, 2025
All I have was given me by my mother." Adolphe turns suddenly about and goes to talk with Madame de Fischtaminel. After a year of absolute monarchy, Caroline says very mildly one morning: "How much have you spent this year, dear?" "I don't know." "Examine your accounts." Adolphe discovers that he has spent a third more than during Caroline's worst year.
Besides, Monsieur de Fischtaminel is good looking for a man of thirty-six years; he received the cross of the Legion of Honor from Napoleon upon the field of battle, he is an ex-colonel, and had it not been for the Restoration, which put him upon half-pay, he would be a general. These are certainly extenuating circumstances.
"Have you done, dear?" he asks, profiting by an instant in which she tosses her head after a pointed interrogation. Then Caroline concludes thus: "I've had enough of the villa, and I'll never set foot in it again. But I know what will happen: you'll keep it, probably, and leave me in Paris. Well, at Paris, I can at least amuse myself, while you go with Madame de Fischtaminel to the woods.
Adolphe lifts up the cloth of his writing desk, a cloth the border of which has been embroidered by Caroline, the ground being blue, black or red velvet, the color, as you see, is perfectly immaterial, and he slips his unfinished letters to Madame de Fischtaminel, to his friend Hector, between the table and the cloth.
"One evening as we returned from a party, he said, 'Did you notice how Madame de Fischtaminel was dressed! 'Yes, very neatly. And I said to myself, 'He's always talking about Madame de Fischtaminel; I must really dress just like her. I had noticed the stuff and the make of the dress, and the style of the trimmings.
She has learned how to induce Adolphe to go out unexpectedly, and has an understanding with Madame de Fischtaminel. In every household, within a given time, ladies like Madame de Fischtaminel become Caroline's main resource.
"I have nothing to say against Monsieur de Fischtaminel: he does not gamble, he is indifferent to women, he doesn't like wine, and he has no expensive fancies: he possesses, as you said, all the negative qualities which make husbands passable. Then, what is the matter with him? Well, mother, he has nothing to do. We are together the whole blessed day!
At about three she looks through the flowers which form as it were a bower at the window, and exclaims, "Two perfect doves!" For the Saturday in question, Caroline invites Monsieur and Madame Deschars, the worthy Monsieur Fischtaminel, in short, the most virtuous couples of her society.
This poem, in which every man is as great as Homer, in which he seems a god to the woman who loves him, is, for a pious, thin and pimpled lady, all the more immense, from the fact that she has not, like Madame de Fischtaminel, the resource of having several copies of it. In her case, her husband is all she's got!
The price was a mere trifle, one hundred and fifty francs! It had been ordered by a gentleman who had made a present of it to Madame de Fischtaminel. All my savings were absorbed by it. Now we women of Paris are all of us very much restricted in the article of dress.
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