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"In the room next to the one in which Gobseck had died, a quantity of eatables of all kinds were stored putrid pies, mouldy fish, nay, even shell-fish, the stench almost choked me. Maggots and insects swarmed. These comparatively recent presents were put down, pell-mell, among chests of tea, bags of coffee, and packing-cases of every shape.
The newcomer, who was quite plainly dressed, bore a strong resemblance to the late Duc de Richelieu. "'Sir, said this person, addressing himself to Gobseck, who had quite recovered his tranquillity, 'did my wife go out of this house just now? "'That is possible. "'Well, sir? do you not take my meaning? "'I have not the honor of the acquaintance of my lady your wife, returned Gobseck.
Gigonnet and Gobseck, who were talking together in a corner, looked at the man of commercial honor very much as a naturalist must have looked at the first electric-eel that was ever brought to him, a fish armed with the power of a Leyden jar, which is the greatest curiosity of the animal kingdom.
Can I in common decency lend a stiver to a man who owes thirty thousand francs, and has not one farthing? Gobseck continued. 'The day before yesterday you lost ten thousand francs at a ball at the Baron de Nucingen's. "'Sir, said the Count, with rare impudence, 'my affairs are no concern of yours, and he looked the old man up and down. 'A man has no debts till payment is due. "'True.
He forbade them to enter his room, and any attempt to disobey his wishes brought on such dangerous attacks that the doctor implored the Countess to submit to her husband's wish. "Mme. de Restaud had seen the family estates and property, nay, the very mansion in which she lived, pass into the hands of Gobseck, who appeared to play the fantastic ogre so far as their wealth was concerned.
He had ended, as most of us end, with a hobby that bordered on a craze. He was as miserly as his friend, the late lamented Gobseck; but he had been caught by the snare of the eyes, by the beauty of the pictures in which he dealt. As his taste grew more and more fastidious, it became one of the passions which princes alone can indulge when they are wealthy and art-lovers.
"Gobseck began to laugh that soundless laugh of his, but I felt too much touched by the feeling in Ernest's little face to join in the miser's sardonic amusement. When Ernest saw that we moved towards the door, he planted himself in front of it, crying out, 'Mamma, here are some gentlemen in black who want to see you!
Success is not worth cringing for; let us show him a front as decided as his own. "Daddy Gobseck had taken my room since I left the house, so as to have no neighbor; he had made a little grated window too in his door since then, and did not open until he had taken a look at me and saw who I was. "'Well, said he, in his thin, flute notes, 'so your principal is selling his practice?
"You could have had my traveling-carriage, ten thousand francs, and letters of introduction for Germany. We know Gobseck and Gigonnet and the other crocodiles; we could have made them capitulate. But tell me, in the first place, what ass ever led you to drink of that cursed spring." "Des Lupeaulx."
"That she was coming here," said Vautrin, with a keen look at the student. "I expect that she was going to call on old Gobseck, a money-lender. If ever you explore a Parisian woman's heart, you will find the money-lender first, and the lover afterwards. Your countess is called Anastasie de Restaud, and she lives in the Rue du Helder." The student stared hard at Vautrin.
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