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Updated: June 4, 2025
I picked out for you the very best we have, my dear Monsieur Godefroid," she said with a triumphant air. "See those pretty silk curtains, and the mahogany bedstead which hasn't got a worm-hole in it! It formerly belonged to the Prince of Wissembourg. When he left his house, rue Louis-le-Grand, in 1809, I was the kitchen-girl.
'Yes, I replied. 'It shall never be that my childhood's comrade and the friend of my youth left me for America under the feeling that I was angry with him. Mongenod kissed me, with tears in his eyes, and rushed away." Monsieur Alain stopped in his narrative for an instant and looked at Godefroid. "I remember that day with some satisfaction," he said.
Perhaps it would be well, however, if Monsieur Joseph were to read the lawyer's book. If you think it can be done, you had better obtain the manuscript." Godefroid was amazed at the good sense of this woman, whom he had thought controlled by the spirit of charity only. He took her beautiful hand and kissed it, saying: "You are good sense and judgment too!"
Oh! papa, papa! kiss me, kiss me! come!" The old man rose, leaned over the bed and kissed the broad poetic forehead of his daughter, whose passionate excitements did not always take the turn of this tempest of affection. Then he walked about the room; his slippers, embroidered by his daughter, making no noise. "What are your occupations?" said Vanda to Godefroid, after a pause.
Godefroid gave a rapid glance at Monsieur Bernard, who, seeing the tears in the eyes of his new neighbor, seemed to be making him a sign not to undo the results of the self-command he and his grandson had practised for so many years.
And at this moment the mines are paying so well, that an original share of a thousand francs brings in a dividend of cent per cent. "Rastignac and Mme. de Nucingen bought the shares sold by the Baroness and Godefroid. The Revolution made a peer of France of Nucingen and a Grand Officer of the Legion of Honor.
Remember also, my dear Godefroid, the spirit of our order; which is, never to appear as benefactors, to play an obscure part, that of intermediaries. True, sincere humility, not the false humility of those who seek thereby to be set in the light, must inspire you and rule all your thoughts.
The bed, covered with a beautiful counterpane, and draped with curtains held back by cords, was heaped with books, a work-basket, and articles of embroidery, beneath which Godefroid would scarcely have distinguished the sick woman herself had it not been for the light of the bracket lamps.
His wadded violet gown was in keeping with this luxury, and he took snuff from a gold box studded with diamonds. "Here, my dear daughter," said Monsieur Bernard, taking Godefroid by the hand, "is the neighbor of whom I told you." He signed to his grandson to draw up one of two armchairs, similar in style to the sofa, which stood beside the fireplace.
"What happens when we turn to Christianity?" asked Godefroid. "See!" said the goodman. He pointed with his finger to some letters of gold on a black ground which the new lodger had not observed, for this was the first time he had ever been in Monsieur Alain's room. Godefroid turned and read the words: TRANSIRE BENEFACIENDO. "That is our motto.
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