thus became one of the largest landowners in the kingdom. He was able
to marry my mother, a Grandlieu of the younger branch. Though ill-
gotten, this property has been singularly profitable.
"For my part, being determined to
remedy the
mischief, I wrote to
Switzerland, and knew no peace till I was on the traces of the
Protestant victim's heirs. At last I discovered that the Jeanrenauds,
reduced to
abject want, had left Fribourg and returned to live in
France. Finally, I found a M. Jeanrenaud,
lieutenant in a cavalry
regiment under Napoleon, the sole heir of this
unhappy family. In my
eyes,
monsieur, the rights of the Jeanrenauds were clear. To establish
a prescriptive right is it not necessary that there should have been
some
possibility of
proceeding against those who are in the enjoyment
of it? To whom could these refugees have appealed? Their Court of
Justice was on high, or rather,
monsieur, it was here," and the
Marquis struck his hand on his heart. "I did not choose that my
children should be able to think of me as I have thought of my father
and of my ancestors. I aim at leaving them an unblemished inheritance
and escutcheon. I did not choose that
nobility should be a lie in my
person. And, after all, politically
speaking, ought those emigres who
are now appealing against
revolutionary confiscations, to keep the
property
derived from antecedent confiscations by
positive crimes?
"I found in M. Jeanrenaud and his mother the most perverse
honesty; to
hear them you would suppose that they were robbing me. In spite of all
I could say, they will accept no more than the value of the lands at
the time when the King bestowed them on my family. The price was
settled between us at the sum of eleven hundred thousand francs, which
I was to pay at my
convenience and without interest. To
achieve this I
had to forego my
income for a long time. And then,
monsieur, began the
destruction of some illusions I had allowed myself as to Madame
d'Espard's
character. When I proposed to her that we should leave
Paris and go into the country, where we could live respected on half
of her
income, and so more rapidly complete a restitution of which I
spoke to her without going into the more serious details, Madame
d'Espard treated me as a
madman. I then understood my wife's real
character. She would have approved of my grandfather's conduct without
a
scruple, and have laughed at the Huguenots. Terrified by her
coldness, and her little
affection for her children, whom she
abandoned to me without regret, I determined to leave her the command
of her fortune, after paying our common debts. It was no business of
hers, as she told me, to pay for my follies. As I then had not enough
to live on and pay for my sons' education, I determined to
educatethem myself, to make them gentlemen and men of feeling. By investing
my money in the funds I have been enabled to pay off my obligation
sooner than I had dared to hope, for I took
advantage of the
opportunities afforded by the
improvement in prices. If I had kept
four thousand francs a year for my boys and myself, I could only have
paid off twenty thousand crowns a year, and it would have taken almost
eighteen years to
achieve my freedom. As it is, I have
lately repaid
the whole of the eleven hundred thousand francs that were due. Thus I
enjoy the happiness of having made this restitution without doing my
children the smallest wrong.
"These,
monsieur, are the reasons for the payments made to Madame
Jeanrenaud and her son."
"So Madame d'Espard knew the motives of your
retirement?" said the
judge, controlling the
emotion he felt at this narrative.
"Yes,
monsieur."
Popinot gave an
expressive shrug; he rose and opened the door into the
next room.
"Noel, you can go," said he to his clerk.
"Monsieur," he went on, "though what you have told me is enough to
enlighten me
thoroughly, I should like to hear what you have to say to
the other facts put forward in the
petition. For
instance, you are
here carrying on a business such as is not
habitually undertaken by a
man of rank."
"We cannot discuss that matter here," said the Marquis, signing to the
judge to quit the room. "Nouvion," said he to the old man, "I am going
down to my rooms; the children will soon be in; dine with us."
"Then, Monsieur le Marquis," said Popinot on the stairs, "that is not
your apartment?"
"No,
monsieur; I took those rooms for the office of this under
taking.
You see," and he
pointed to an
advertisement sheet, "the History is
being brought out by one of the most
respectable firms in Paris, and
not by me."
The Marquis showed the
lawyer into the ground-floor rooms, saying,
"This is my apartment."
Popinot was quite touched by the
poetry, not aimed at but pervading
this
dwelling. The weather was lovely, the windows were open, the air
from the garden brought in a
wholesome earthy smell, the sunshine
brightened and gilded the
woodwork, of a rather
gloomy brown. At the
sight Popinot made up his mind that a
madman would hardly be capable
of inventing the tender
harmony of which he was at that moment
conscious.
"I should like just such an apartment," thought he. "You think of
leaving this part of town?" he inquired.
"I hope so," replied the Marquis. "But I shall remain till my younger
son has finished his studies, and till the children's
character is
thoroughly formed, before introducing them to the world and to their
mother's
circle. Indeed, after giving them the solid information they
possess, I intend to complete it by
taking them to travel to the
capitals of Europe, that they may see men and things, and become
accustomed to speak the languages they have
learned. And,
monsieur,"
he went on, giving the judge a chair in the drawing-room, "I could not
discuss the book on China with you, in the presence of an old friend
of my family, the Comte de Nouvion, who, having emigrated, has
returned to France without any fortune
whatever, and who is my partner
in this concern, less for my profit than his. Without telling him what
my motives were, I explained to him that I was as poor as he, but that
I had enough money to start a
speculation in which he might be
usefully employed. My tutor was the Abbe Grozier, whom Charles X. on
my
recommendation ap
pointed Keeper of the Books at the Arsenal, which
were returned to that Prince when he was still Monsieur. The Abbe
Grozier was deeply
learned with regard to China, its manners and
customs; he made me heir to this knowledge at an age when it is
difficult not to become a
fanatic for the things we learn. At five-
and-twenty I knew Chinese, and I
confess I have never been able to
check myself in an
exclusiveadmiration for that nation, who conquered
their conquerors, whose annals extend back indisputably to a period
more
remote than mythological or Bible times, who by their immutable
institutions have preserved the
integrity of their empire, whose
monuments are
gigantic, whose
administration is perfect, among whom
revolutions are impossible, who have regarded ideal beauty as a barren
element in art, who have carried
luxury and industry to such a pitch
that we cannot outdo them in anything, while they are our equals in
things where we believe ourselves superior.
"Still,
monsieur, though I often make a jest of comparing China with
the present condition of European states, I am not a Chinaman, I am a
French gentleman. If you
entertain any doubts as to the
financial side
of this under
taking, I can prove to you that at this moment we have
two thousand five hundred subscribers to this work, which is literary,
iconographical, statistical, and religious; its importance has been
generally appreciated; our subscribers belong to every nation in
Europe, we have but twelve hundred in France. Our book will cost about
three hundred francs, and the Comte de Nouvion will
derive from it
from six to seven thousand francs a year, for his comfort was the real
motive of the under
taking. For my part, I aimed only at the
possibility of affording my children some pleasures. The hundred
thousand francs I have made, quite in spite of myself, will pay for
their
fencing lessons, horses, dress, and theatres, pay the masters
who teach them accomplishments,
procure them canvases to spoil, the
books they may wish to buy, in short, all the little fancies which a