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Updated: May 8, 2025
For his 'vis-a-vis' he had his lively friend Fanny Dorville, star of the Palais Royal, while at his right sat Heloise Virot, the "first old woman," or duenna, of the same theatre, whose well known jests and eccentricities added their own piquancy to gay life in Paris.
Héloise did not dance with "Antoine," but he sat next her, and they talked while his partner was away with other people. It is much better to have two partners, Mamma, because then one is not left to oneself at all, and they are each trying to be nicer than the other all the time.
But hold! mark the sepulchre of the learned and tender HELOISE. Her remains, though formerly conjoined to those of her lover, were subsequently separated, and after a lapse of three hundred years, they are now reassembled. Here one kind grave unites their hapless name, And grafts her love immortal on his fame.
But you, Louise, who are naturally more passionate than tender, would be at once the wife and the mistress. With the soul of a Heloise and the passions of a Saint Theresa, you slip the leash on all your impulses, so long as they are sanctioned by law; in a word, you degrade the marriage rite. Surely the tables are turned.
The "beautiful love story of Abelard and Heloise" will never, I venture to say, recover its pristine glory now that Mark Twain has poured over Abelard the vials of his wrath.
I think it is hard he should be tied to Victorine. He talked to me all the time after that, across Héloise, and considering she told me to be agreeable to him, I don't see why she should have been annoyed. After breakfast which we left as usual arm-in-arm we sat in the salon, while the Marquis and Jean went back to smoke. It was appalling!
I laid my open volume on the mantel-piece, and the marechale, glancing her eye upon the book I had just put down, smilingly begged my pardon for disturbing my grave studies, and taking it in her hand, exclaimed, "Ah! I see you have been perusing 'La Nouvelle Heloise'; I have just been having more than an hour's conversation respecting its author." "What were you saying of him?" asked I.
I laid my open volume on the mantel-piece, and the marechale, glancing her eye upon the book I had just put down, smilingly begged my pardon for disturbing my grave studies, and taking it in her hand, exclaimed, "Ah! I see you have been perusing <La Nouvelle Heloise>; I have just been having more than an hour's conversation respecting its author." "What were you saying of him?" asked I.
A copy of it reached the hands of Heloise, and she at once sent to Abelard the first of a series of letters which have remained unique in the literature of love. Ten years had passed, and yet the woman's heart was as faithful and as full of yearning as on the day when the two had parted.
I have the very man for you," Heloise broke in; "there is the notary that acts for Florine and the Comtesse du Bruel, Leopold Hannequin, a virtuous man that does not know what a lorette is!
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