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Updated: June 5, 2025
You have not yet appointed Rabourdin, and I have news this morning which tends to show that most persons will be better satisfied if you appoint Baudoyer." "Appoint Baudoyer!" echoed the minister. "Do you know him?" "Yes," said des Lupeaulx; "but suppose he proves incapable, as he will, you can then get rid of him by asking those who protect him to employ him elsewhere.
Idle and incapable, he hated Rabourdin, naturally enough, for Rabourdin had no vice to flatter, and no bad or weak side on which Dutocq could make himself useful. Far too noble to injure a clerk, the chief was also too clear-sighted to be deceived by any make-believe.
"Ha! that scoundrel of a Rabourdin has put his finger in this!" thought Dutocq, alarmed on finding himself anticipated; "he has reached the ear of the administration, while I am left out in the cold. I shouldn't have thought it!" To all his other motives of aversion to Rabourdin he now added the jealousy of one man to another man of the same calling, a most powerful ingredient in hatred.
"His interest is only to be made deputy; the old fox laughs at the rest," said Gobseck. "Hey! hey!" "Hi! hi!" Des Lupeaulx returned to the salon and found Madame Rabourdin sailing with the wind of success, and very charming; while his Excellency, usually so gloomy, showed a smooth and gracious countenance. "She performs miracles," thought des Lupeaulx. "What a wonderfully clever woman!
"I'm afraid they will. The Chambers are prying into everything. Why, they even count the sticks of wood." "Well, it can't last long if they go on that way." "Hush, we're caught! somebody is listening." "Hey! it is the late Monsieur Rabourdin. Ah, monsieur, I knew your step.
Virgin natures have, beyond all others, the inexplicable gift of second-sight, the reason of which lies perhaps in the purity of their nervous systems, which are, as it were, brand-new. Sebastien had long guessed Dutocq's hatred to his revered Rabourdin.
On this occasion they departed by twos and threes, most of them agreeing in favor of Rabourdin; while the old stagers, like Monsieur Clergeot, shook their heads and said, "Habent sua sidera lites."
Celestine clasped her husband in her arms with a force men do not possess, even in their passionate moments; for women are stronger through emotion than men through power. She wept and laughed and sobbed in turns. When Rabourdin left the house at eight o'clock, the porter gave him the satirical cards suggested by Bixiou.
"Your Marquise, my dear fellow, does not hit my fancy at all." "Your liberal opinions blur your eyesight. If Madame d'Espard were a Madame Rabourdin..." "Listen to me. Noble or simple, she would still have no soul; she would still be a perfect type of selfishness.
Moreover, in addition to her mischances, she believed herself certain of success, never dreaming that Rabourdin was undermined in all directions by the secret sapping of the mollusks. "Well, Monseigneur," said des Lupeaulx, entering the little salon where they breakfasted, "have you seen the articles on Baudoyer?"
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