the
morrow might be too late. She took a vast
responsibility upon
herself, but she
resolved to tell all to the count. Surely he would be
indulgent when he knew that his honor was still safe. The
countess was
deluded rather than sinful. Eugenie feared to be
treacherous and base
in revealing secrets that society (agreeing on this point) holds to be
inviolable; but--she saw her sister's future, she trembled lest she
should some day be deserted, ruined by Nathan, poor, suffering,
disgraced,
wretched, and she hesitated no longer; she sent in her name
and asked to see the count.
Felix, astonished at the visit, had a long conversation with his
sister-in-law, in which he seemed so calm, so completely master of
himself, that she feared he might have taken some terrible resolution.
"Do not be uneasy," he said,
seeing her
anxiety. "I will act in a
manner which shall make your sister bless you. However much you may
dislike to keep the fact that you have
spoken to me from her
knowledge, I must
entreat you to do so. I need a few days to search
into mysteries which you don't
perceive; and, above all, I must act
cautiously. Perhaps I can learn all in a day. I, alone, my dear
sister, am the
guilty person. All lovers play their game, and it is
not every woman who is able, unassisted, to see life as it is."
Madame du Tillet returned home comforted. Felix de Vandenesse drew
forty thousand francs from the Bank of France, and went direct to
Madame de Nucingen He found her at home, thanked her for the
confidence she had placed in his wife, and returned the money,
explaining that the
countess had
obtained this
mysterious loan for her
charities, which were so profuse that he was
trying to put a limit to
them.
"Give me no explanations,
monsieur, since Madame de Vandenesse has
told you all," said the Baronne de Nucingen.
"She knows the truth," thought Vandenesse.
Madame de Nucingen returned to him Marie's letter of
guarantee, and
sent to the bank for the four notes. Vandenesse, during the short time
that these arrangements kept him
waiting, watched the
baroness with
the eye of a
statesman, and he thought the moment propitious for
further negotiation.
"We live in an age, madame, when nothing is sure," he said. "Even
thrones rise and fall in France with
fearfulrapidity. Fifteen years
have wreaked their will on a great empire, a
monarchy, and a
revolution. No one can now dare to count upon the future. You know my
attachment to the cause of legitimacy. Suppose some
catastrophe; would
you not be glad to have a friend in the conquering party?"
"Undoubtedly," she said, smiling.
"Very good; then, will you have in me,
secretly, an
obliged friend who
could be of use to Monsieur de Nucingen in such a case, by supporting
his claim to the peerage he is seeking?"
"What do you want of me?" she asked.
"Very little," he replied. "All that you know about Nathan's affairs."
The
baronessrepeated to him her conversation with Rastignac, and
said, as she gave him the four notes, which the
cashier had meantime
brought to her:
"Don't forget your promise."
So little did Vandenesse forget this illusive promise that he used it
again on Baron Eugene de Rastignac to
obtain from him certain other
information. Leaving Rastignac's apartments, he dictated to a street
amanuensis the following note to Florine.
"If Mademoiselle Florine wishes to know of a part she may play she
is requested to come to the masked opera at the Opera next Sunday
night, accompanied by Monsieur Nathan."
To this ball he determined to take his wife and let her own eyes
enlighten her as to the relations between Nathan and Florine. He knew
the
jealous pride of the
countess; he wanted to make her
renounce her
love of her own will, without causing her to blush before him, and
then to return to her her own letters, sold by Florine, from whom he
expected to be able to buy them. This
judicious plan, rapidly
conceived and
partly executed, might fail through some trick of chance
which meddles with all things here below.
After dinner that evening, Felix brought the conversation round to the
masked balls of the Opera, remarking that Marie had never been to one,
and proposing that she should accompany him the following evening.
"I'll find you some one to 'intriguer,'" he said.
"Ah! I wish you would," she replied.