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You call that a fidei commissum, don't you? he asked, turning to me. "The Count seemed to be entirely absorbed in his own thoughts. "'You shall have your money to-morrow, he said, 'have the diamonds in readiness, and he went. "'There goes one who looks to me to be as stupid as an honest man, Gobseck said coolly when the Count had gone. "'Say rather stupid as a man of passionate nature.
And here, I said, striking my forehead, 'I feel that if you would lend me the purchase-money, I could clear it off in ten years' time. "'Come, that is plain speaking, said Daddy Gobseck, and he held out his hand and grasped mine. 'Nobody since I have been in business has stated the motives of his visit more clearly. Guarantees? asked he, scanning me from head to foot.
"'Well, said Gobseck, taking the pained silence for answer, 'I know your story by heart. The woman is a fiend, but perhaps you love her still; I can well believe it; she made an impression on me. Perhaps, too, you would rather save your fortune, and keep it for one or two of your children? Well, fling yourself into the whirlpool of society, lose that fortune at play, come to Gobseck pretty often.
From reports of the case I found that La belle Hollandaise was in fact named Sara Van Gobseck. When I asked by what curious chance his grandniece came to bear his surname, he smiled: "'The women never marry in our family. "Singular creature, he had never cared to find out a single relative among four generations counted on the female side.
It so happens that his mistress Esther, a Jewess of great beauty, who is as fond of him as Coralie was, kills herself on learning that she must give him up. And Esther being in reality an heiress whose father, Gobseck, has just died, Vautrin forges a will by which the fortune is bequeathed to Lucien.
The first word is 'fifty per cent'; he belongs to the race of Harpagon; he'll take canary birds at all seasons, fur tippets in summer, nankeens in winter. What securities are you going to offer him? Gobseck! Gobseck! in the name of virtuous folly, who told you to go to that commercial guillotine?" "Monsieur du Tillet." "Ah! the scoundrel, I recognize him! We used to be friends.
"'Come, now, give us your hand, Grandaddy Gobseck, and be magnanimous if this is "true" and "possible" and "precisely so."
"'Perhaps, like children, they know very well what they want. "The Countess reddened. I almost repented a thrust worthy of Gobseck. So, by way of changing the conversation, I added, 'But M. de Restaud cannot possibly lie there alone all day, madame. "'His oldest boy is with him, she said.
"'You are mistaken, M. Gobseck, said the Count, with profound irony in his voice. 'We have met before, one morning in my wife's bedroom. You had come to demand payment for a bill no bill of hers. "'It was no business of mine to inquire what value she had received for it, said Gobseck, with a malignant look at the Count. 'I had come by the bill in the way of business.
M. Gobseck is too honest a man to deny that the sale was a profitable transaction, more especially as my conscience, no less than my duty, compels me to make the admission. But once bring the case into a court of law, M. le Comte, the issue would be doubtful.
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