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Updated: June 16, 2025
"Nanon," he cried, "put out the fire in the hall." Then he sat down in an armchair beside his wife's fire and said to her, "Undoubtedly she has given the gold to that miserable seducer, Charles, who only wanted our money." "I knew nothing about it," she answered, turning to the other side of the bed, that she might escape the savage glances of her husband.
Madame de Maintenon had an old servant named Nanon, who had been with her from the time of her early days of misery, and who had such influence with her, that this servant was made much of by everybody at Court, even by the ministers and the daughters of the King. The Duchesse de Lude had also an old servant who was on good terms with the other. The affair therefore was not difficult.
If my dressing-gown pleases you so much, you shall save your soul. I'm too good a Christian not to give it to you when I go away, and you can do what you like with it." Nanon stood rooted to the ground, gazing at Charles and unable to put faith into his words. "Good night, Nanon." "What in the world have I come here for?" thought Charles as he went to sleep.
The old man was so unlike himself, he trembled so often before his daughter, that Nanon and the Cruchotines, who witnessed his weakness, attributed it to his great age, and feared that his faculties were giving away.
I'm an old hand at it," answered the former cooper. At the moment when Grandet was mending his worm-eaten staircase and whistling with all his might, in remembrance of the days of his youth, the three Cruchots knocked at the door. "Is it you, Monsieur Cruchot?" asked Nanon, peeping through the little grating. "Yes," answered the president.
For a long time the miser had given out the tallow candle to his daughter and la Grande Nanon just as he gave out every morning the bread and other necessaries for the daily consumption. La Grande Nanon was perhaps the only human being capable of accepting willingly the despotism of her master. The whole town envied Monsieur and Madame Grandet the possession of her.
Never did the master have occasion to find fault with the servant for pilfering the grapes, nor for the plums and nectarines eaten under the trees. "Come, fall-to, Nanon!" he would say in years when the branches bent under the fruit and the farmers were obliged to give it to the pigs.
He had left Cornoiller at Angers to look after the horses, which were well-nigh foundered, with orders to bring them home slowly after they were rested. "I have got back from Angers, wife," he said; "I am hungry." Nanon called out to him from the kitchen: "Haven't you eaten anything since yesterday?" "Nothing," answered the old man. Nanon brought in the soup.
You people don't know how to set your foot in the corner where the wood is still firm." Grandet took the candle, leaving his wife, daughter, and servant without any other light than that from the hearth, where the flames were lively, and went into the bakehouse to fetch planks, nails, and tools. "Can I help you?" cried Nanon, hearing him hammer on the stairs. "No, no!
Pious and charitable institutions, a hospital for old age, Christian schools for children, a public library richly endowed, bear testimony against the charge of avarice which some persons lay at her door. The churches of Saumur owe much of their embellishment to her. "I have none but you to love me," she says to Nanon. The hand of this woman stanches the secret wounds in many families.
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