everybody.
"It is the same with our ideas on love as with our ideas on everything else,"
said he, "they rest upon anterior habits whose very memory has been effaced.
In morals, the limitations that have lost their grounds for existing, the most
useless
obligations, the cruelest and most
injuriousrestraints, are because
of their
profoundantiquity and the
mystery of their
origin, the least
disputed and the least disputable as well as the most respected, and they are
those that cannot be violated without incurring the most
severe blame. All
morality
relative to the relations of the sexes is founded on this principle:
that a woman once
obtained belongs to the man, that she is his property like
his horse or his weapons. And this having ceased to be true, absurdities
result from it, such as the marriage or contract of sale of a woman to a man,
with clauses restricting the right of
ownership introduced as a
consequence of
the
gradual diminution of the claims of the possessor.
"The
obligation imposed on a girl that she should bring her virginity to her
husband comes from the times when girls were married immediately they were of
a marriageable age. It is
ridiculous that a girl who marries at twenty-five or
thirty should be subject to that
obligation. You will, perhaps, say that it is
a present with which her husband, if she gets one at last, will be gratified;
but every moment we see men wooing married women and showing themselves
perfectly satisfied to take them as they find them.
"Still, even in our own day, the duty of girls is determined in religious
morality by the old
belief that God, the most powerful of warriors, is
polygamous, that he has reserved all maidens for himself, and that men can
only take those whom he has left. This
belief, although traces of it exist in
several metaphors of mysticism, is
abandoned to-day, by most civilised
peoples. However, it still dominates the education of girls not only among our
believers, but even among our free-thinkers, who, as a rule, think
freely for
the reason that they do not think at all.
"Discretion means
ability to separate and
discern. We say that a girl is
discreet when she knows nothing at all. We
cultivate her
ignorance. In spite
of all our care the most
discreet know something, for we cannot
conceal from
them their own nature and their own sensations. But they know badly, they know
in a wrong way. That is all we
obtain by our careful education. . . ."
"Sir," suddenly said Joseph Boutourle, the High Treasurer of Alca, "believe
me, there are
innocent girls,
perfectlyinnocent girls, and it is a great
pity. I have known three. They married, and the result was
tragical."
"I have noticed," Professor Haddock went on, "that Europeans in general and
Penguins in particular occupy themselves, after sport and motoring, with
nothing so much as with love. It is giving a great deal of importance to a
matter that has very little weight."
"Then, Professor," exclaimed Madame Cremeur in a choking voice, "when a woman
has completely surrendered herself to you, you think it is a matter of no
importance?"
"No, Madame; it can have its importance," answered Professor Haddock, "but it
is necessary to examine if when she surrenders herself to us she offers us a
delicious fruit-garden or a plot of thistles and dandelions. And then, do we
not
misuse words? In love, a woman lends herself rather than gives herself.
Look at the pretty Madame Pensee. . . ."
"She is my mother," said a tall, fair young man.
"Sir, I have the greatest respect for her," replied Professor Haddock; "do not
be afraid that I intend to say anything in the least
offensive about her. But
allow me to tell you that, as a rule, the opinions of sons about their mothers
are not to be relied on. They do not bear enough in mind that a mother is a
mother only because she loved, and that she can still love. That, however, is
the case, and it would be
deplorable were it
otherwise. I have noticed, on the
contrary, that daughters do not
deceive themselves about their mothers'
faculty for
loving or about the use they make of it; they are rivals; they
have their eyes upon them."
The insupportable Professor spoke a great deal longer, adding indecorum to
awkwardness, and impertinence to incivility, accumulating incongruities,
despising what is
respectable,
respecting what is despicable; but no one