falls to the lot of every other; even Gondrin has not missed that."
Genestas held out his hand, a sudden
impulsivemovement by which
Benassis was deeply touched.
"There is La Fosseuse," he went on in a different voice; "she perhaps
would have understood as the angels might; but then, too, she might
possibly have loved me, and that would have been a
misfortune. Listen,
captain, my
confession could only be made to an old soldier who looks
as leniently as you do on the failings of others, or to some young man
who has not lost the
illusions of youth; for only a man who knows life
well, or a lad to whom it is all unknown, could understand my story.
The captains of past times who fell upon the field of battle used to
make their last
confession to the cross on the hilt of their sword; if
there was no
priest at hand, it was the sword that received and kept
the last confidences between a human soul and God. And will you hear
and understand me, for you are one of Napoleon's finest sword-blades,
as
thoroughly tempered and as strong as steel? Some parts of my story
can only be understood by a
delicatetenderness, and through a
sympathy with the
beliefs that dwell in simple hearts;
beliefs which
would seem
absurd to the sophisticated people who make use in their
own lives of the prudential maxims of
worldlywisdom that only apply
to the government of states. To you I shall speak
openly and without
reserve, as a man who does not seek to apologize for his life with the
good and evil done in the course of it; as one who will hide nothing
from you, because he lives so far from the world of to-day, careless
of the judgements of man, and full of hope in God."
Benassis stopped, rose to his feet, and said, "Before I begin my
story, I will order tea. Jacquotte has never missed asking me if I
will take it for these twelve years past, and she will certainly
interrupt us. Do you care about it, captain?"
"No, thank you."
In another moment Benassis returned.
CHAPTER IV
THE COUNTRY DOCTOR'S CONFESSION
"I was born in a little town in Languedoc," the doctor resumed. "My
father had been settled there for many years, and there my early
childhood was spent. When I was eight years old I was sent to the
school of the Oratorians at Sorreze, and only left it to finish my
studies in Paris. My father had squandered his patrimony in the course
of an
exceedingly wild and
extravagant youth. He had retrieved his
position
partly by a
fortunate marriage,
partly by the slow persistent
thrift
characteristic of
provincial life; for in the provinces people
pride themselves on accumulating rather than on spending, and all the
ambition in a man's nature is either extinguished or directed to
money-getting, for want of any nobler end. So he had grown rich at
last, and thought to
transmit to his only son all the cut-and-dried
experience which he himself had purchased at the price of his lost
illusions; a noble last
illusion of age which
fondly seeks to bequeath
its virtues and its wary
prudence to
heedless youth,
intent only on
the
enjoyment of the enchanted life that lies before it.
"This
foresight on my father's part led him to make plans for my
education for which I had to suffer. He sedulously concealed my
expectations of
wealth from me, and during the fairest years of my
youth compelled me, for my own good, to
endure the burden of anxiety
and
hardship that presses upon a young man who has his own way to make
in the world. His idea in so doing was to instill the virtues of
poverty into me--
patience, a
thirst for
learning, and a love of work
for its own sake. He hoped to teach me to set a proper value on my
inheritance, by letting me learn, in this way, all that it costs to
make a fortune;
wherefore, as soon as I was old enough to understand
his advice, he urged me to choose a
profession and to work
steadily at
it. My tastes inclined me to the study of medicine.
"So I left Sorreze, after ten years of almost monastic
discipline of
the Oratorians; and, fresh from the quiet life of a
remoteprovincialschool, I was taken straight to the capital. My father went with me in
order to introduce me to the notice of a friend of his; and (all
unknown to me) my two elders took the most
elaborate precautions
against any ebullitions of youth on my part,
innocent lad though I
was. My
allowance was
rigidly computed on a scale based upon the
absolute necessaries of life, and I was obliged to produce my
certificate of attendance at the Ecole de Medecine before I was
allowed to draw my quarter's
income. The excuse for this sufficiently
humiliating
distrust was the necessity of my acquiring methodical and
business-like habits. My father, however, was not sparing of money for
all the necessary expenses of my education and for the amusements of
Parisian life.
"His old friend was
delighted to have a young man to guide through the
labyrinth into which I had entered. He was one of those men whose
natures lead them to docket their thoughts, feelings, and opinions
every whit as carefully as their papers. He would turn up last year's
memorandum book, and could tell in a moment what he had been doing a
twelvemonth since in this very month, day, and hour of the present
year. Life, for him, was a business
enterprise, and he kept the books
after the most approved business methods. There was real worth in him
though he might be punctilious,
shrewd, and
suspicious, and though he
never lacked specious excuses for the precautionary measures that he
took with regard to me. He used to buy all my books; he paid for my
lessons; and once, when the fancy took me to learn to ride, the good
soul himself found me out a riding-school, went
thither with me, and
anticipated my wishes by putting a horse at my
disposalwhenever I had
a
holiday. In spite of all this
cautiousstrategy, which I managed to
defeat as soon as I had any
temptation to do so, the kind old man was
a second father to me.
" 'My friend,' he said, as soon as he surmised that I should break
away
altogether from my leading strings, unless he relaxed them,
'young folk are apt to
commit follies which draw down the wrath of
their elders upon their heads, and you may happen to want money at
some time or other; if so, come to me. Your father helped me nobly
once upon a time, and I shall always have a few crowns to spare for
you; but never tell any lies, and do not be
ashamed to own to your
faults. I myself was young once; we shall always get on well together,
like two good comrades.'
"My father found lodgings for me with some quiet,
middle-class people
in the Latin Quarter, and my room was furnished
nicely enough; but
this first taste of
independence, my father's kindness, and the self-
denial which he seemed to be exercising for me, brought me but little
happiness. Perhaps the value of liberty cannot be known until it has
been
experienced; and the memories of the freedom of my
childhood had
been almost effaced by the irksome and
dreary life at school, from
which my spirits had scarcely recovered. In
addition to this, my
father had urged new tasks upon me, so that
altogether Paris was an
enigma. You must
acquire some knowledge of its pleasures before you
can amuse yourself in Paris.
"My real position,
therefore, was quite
unchanged, save that my new
lycee was a much larger building, and was called the Ecole de
Medecine. Nevertheless, I
studied away
bravely at first; I attended
lectures
diligently; I worked
desperately hard and without relaxation,
so
strongly was my
imaginationaffected by the
abundant treasures of
knowledge to be gained in the capital. But very soon I
heedlessly made
acquaintances; danger lurks
hidden beneath the rash confiding
friendships that have so strong a charm for youth, and gradually I was
drawn into the dissipated life of the capital. I became an
enthusiastic lover of the theatre; and with my craze for actors and
the play, the work of my demoralization began. The stage, in a great
metropolis, exerts a very
deadly influence over the young; they never
quit the theatre save in a state of
emotionalexcitement almost always
beyond their power to control; society and the law seem to me to be
accessories to the irregularities brought about in this way. Our
legislation has shut its eyes, so to speak, to the passions that
torment a young man between twenty and five-and-twenty years of age.
In Paris he is assailed by
temptations of every kind. Religion may
preach and Law may demand that he should walk uprightly, but all his
surroundings and the tone of those about him are so many incitements
to evil. Do not the best of men and the most
devout women there look
upon continence as
ridiculous? The great city, in fact, seems to have
set herself to give
encouragement to vice and to this alone; for a
young man finds that the entrance to every honorable
career in which
he might look for success is barred by hindrances even more numerous
than the snares that are
continually set for him, so that through his
weaknesses he may be robbed of his money.
"For a long while I went every evening to some theatre, and little by
little I fell into idle ways. I grew more and more slack over my work;