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"Extremely well," De Marsay answered, with that air of apparent affection which amongst the young men of Paris proves nothing, either for the present or the future. In effect, the youth of Paris resemble the youth of no other town. They may be divided into two classes: the young man who has something, and the young man who has nothing; or the young man who thinks and he who spends.
"What a coxcomb!" said des Lupeaulx, turning to the Marquise when he had gone. "He will be rotten before he is ripe," de Marsay added, smiling. "You must have private reasons of your own, madame, for turning his head in this way." When Lucien stepped into the carriage in the courtyard, he found Coralie waiting for him. She had come to fetch him.
The portraits of Maxime de Trailles, de Marsay, Rastignac, the Marquis d'Esgrignon, General Montriveau, the Marquis de Ronquerolles and d'Ajuda-Pinto, Prince Galathionne, the young Ducs de Grandlieu and de Rhetore, the Vicomte de Serizy, and the handsome Lucien de Rubempre, had all been treated with the utmost coquetry of brush and pencil by celebrated artists.
Naturally, these are more dangerous than those who play it without a farthing. The young man who called himself a friend of Henri de Marsay was a rattle-head who had come from the provinces, and whom the young men then in fashion were teaching the art of running through an inheritance; but he had one last leg to stand on in his province, in the shape of a secure establishment.
She was now, and always, as de Marsay said, an invited guest at a banquet wreathed with roses, a banquet which mankind, as in duty bound, made ready for her. Victurnien would not go till the promise had been sealed. He must draw courage from his happiness before he could bring himself to do a deed on which, as he inwardly told himself, people would be certain to put a bad construction.
Its growth was due to a concurrence of secret circumstances, which invested him with a vast and unsuspected power. This young man held in his hand a sceptre more powerful than that of modern kings, almost all of whom are curbed in their least wishes by the laws. De Marsay exercised the autocratic power of an Oriental despot.
"But, my good friend, I am not de Marsay; I am plainly, as you yourself do me the honor to say, Paul de Manerville, worthy father and husband, deputy of the Centre, possibly peer of France, a destiny extremely commonplace; but I am modest and I resign myself." "Yes, but your wife," said the pitiless de Marsay, "will she resign herself?" "My wife, my dear fellow, will do as I wish."
If it be impossible to paint the unheard-of delights which these two creatures made by heaven in a joyous moment found, it is perhaps necessary to translate metaphysically the extraordinary and almost fantastic impressions of the young man. That which persons in the social position of De Marsay, living as he lived, are best able to recognize is a girl's innocence. But, strange phenomenon!
"The king?" exclaimed Birotteau, who was destined to hear no more, for, at this moment, a young man entered the room familiarly, whose step, recognized from afar by the beautiful Delphine de Nucingen, brought the color to her cheek. "Goot morning, my tear te Marsay; tak my blace. Dere is a crowd, zey tell me, waiting in der gounting-room. I know vy. Der mines of Wortschin bay a graat divitent!
If you make any fuss, if you take any steps, your daughter will begin where I tell you she will end she is promised to de Marsay. "With old Canquoelle I need not mince matters, I should think, or wear gloves, heh? Go on downstairs, and take care not to meddle in our concerns any more." Asie left Peyrade in a pitiable state; every word had been a blow with a club.
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