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The pantomime and the gestures that accompanied Bixiou's changes of voice, as he acted the parts of the various persons, must have been perfect, judging by the applause and admiring comments that broke from his audience of three. "Then did Rastignac refuse?" asked Blondet, apparently addressing Finot. "Point-blank." "But did you threaten him with the newspapers?" asked Bixiou.
"My dear Count," replied des Lupeaulx very seriously, "Monsieur de Rubempre is a young man of the highest merit, and has such good interest at his back that I should be delighted to renew my acquaintance with him." "There he is, rushing into the wasps' nest of the rakes of the day," said Rastignac.
He could thus note two phases of distress equally deep though unconfessed; first, the hapless Torpille, stricken as by a lightning stroke, and then the inscrutable mask, the only one of the group who had remained. Esther murmured a word in Lucien's ear just as her knees gave way, and Lucien, supporting her, led her away. Rastignac watched the pretty pair, lost in meditation.
So, some few days after the meeting of the Petrarch and Laura of Angouleme, Rastignac brought about the reconciliation between the poet and the elderly beau at a sumptuous supper given at the Rocher de Cancale. Lucien never returned home till morning, and rose in the middle of the day; Coralie was always at his side, he could not forego a single pleasure.
"'Twenty-seven thousand francs, said Rastignac, adding a few bank-notes to the pile of gold. 'That would be enough for other folk to live upon; will it be sufficient for us to die on? Yes! we will breathe our last in a bath of gold hurrah! and we capered afresh. "We divided the windfall. We began with double-napoleons, and came down to the smaller coins, one by one.
"She came back for the endorsement," said Eugene in Delphine's ear. "Do you think so?" "I only wish I could think otherwise. Do not trust her," he answered, raising his eyes as if he confided to heaven the thoughts that he did not venture to express. "Yes. She is always acting a part to some extent." "How do you feel now, dear Father Goriot?" asked Rastignac.
As he heard the name the brawny mask gave a significant start, which, though repressed, was understood by Rastignac. "It is out of the question," replied Finot; "La Torpille has not a sou to give away; Nathan tells me she borrowed a thousand francs of Florine." "Come, gentlemen, gentlemen!" said Rastignac, anxious to defend Lucien against so odious an imputation.
The Countess had no need of the adventitious aid of corsets; her girdle defined the outlines of her slender waist; her throat was a challenge to love; her feet, thrust into slippers, were daintily small. As Maxime took her hand and kissed it, Eugene became aware of Maxime's existence, and the Countess saw Eugene. "Oh! is that you M. de Rastignac?
"Also, a few lines from your uncle, written a day or two before he breathed his last, suggested what I could do for your mother, whom he loved very truly. Mesdames Popinot, de Rastignac, de Navarreins, d'Espard, de Grandlieu, de Carigliano, de Lenoncourt, and de la Batie have made a place for your mother as a Lady Superintendent of their charities.
"About that woman?" said the doctor coldly. "There I recognize my Bianchon!" exclaimed Rastignac. "Why, how?" "Well, my dear fellow, you speak of the Marquise d'Espard as if she were a case for your hospital." "Do you want to know what I think, Eugene? If you throw over Madame de Nucingen for this Marquise, you will swap a one-eyed horse for a blind one."
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