you seem light; and now, my fortune, my whole life, is to vanish
in smoke! I should die raving mad if I believed a word of it. By
all that's holiest in heaven and earth, we will have this cleared
up at once; go through the books, have the whole business looked
thoroughly into! I will not sleep, nor rest, nor eat until I have
satisfied myself that all your fortune is in
existence. Your
money is settled upon you, God be thanked! and, luckily, your
attorney, Maitre Derville, is an honest man. Good Lord! you shall
have your snug little million, your fifty thousand francs a year,
as long as you live, or I will raise a
racket in Paris, I will
so! If the Tribunals put upon us, I will
appeal to the Chambers.
If I knew that you were well and
comfortably off as far as money
is
concerned, that thought would keep me easy in spite of bad
health and troubles. Money? why, it is life! Money does
everything. That great dolt of an Alsatian shall sing to another
tune! Look here, Delphine, don't give way, don't make a
concession of half a quarter of a
farthing to that fathead, who
has ground you down and made you
miserable. If he can't do
without you, we will give him a good cudgeling, and keep him in
order. Great heavens! my brain is on fire; it is as if there were
something redhot inside my head. My Delphine lying on straw! You!
my Fifine! Good gracious! Where are my gloves? Come, let us go at
once; I mean to see everything with my own eyes--books, cash, and
correspondence, the whole business. I shall have no peace until I
know for certain that your fortune is secure."
"Oh! father dear, be careful how you set about it! If there is
the least hint of
vengeance in the business, if you show yourself
openly
hostile, it will be all over with me. He knows whom he has
to deal with; he thinks it quite natural that if you put the idea
into my head, I should be
uneasy about my money; but I swear to
you that he has it in his own hands, and that he had meant to
keep it. He is just the man to abscond with all the money and
leave us in the lurch, the scoundrel! He knows quite well that I
will not
dishonor the name I bear by bringing him into a court of
law. His position is strong and weak at the same time. If we
drive him to
despair, I am lost."
"Why, then, the man is a rogue?"
"Well, yes, father," she said, flinging herself into a chair, "I
wanted to keep it from you to spare your feelings," and she burst
into tears; "I did not want you to know that you had married me
to such a man as he is. He is just the same in private life--body
and soul and
conscience--the same through and through--hideous! I
hate him; I
despise him! Yes, after all that that despicable
Nucingen has told me, I cannot respect him any longer. A man
capable of mixing himself up in such affairs, and of talking
about them to me as he did, without the slightest scruple,--it is
because I have read him through and through that I am afraid of
him. He, my husband,
frankly proposed to give me my liberty, and
do you know what that means? It means that if things turn out
badly for him, I am to play into his hands, and be his stalking-
horse."
"But there is law to be had! There is a Place de Greve for sons-
in-law of that sort," cried her father; "why, I would guillotine
him myself if there was no headsman to do it."
"No, father, the law cannot touch him. Listen, this is what he
says, stripped of all his circumlocutions--'Take your choice, you
and no one else can be my accomplice; either everything is lost,
you are ruined and have not a
farthing, or you will let me carry
this business through myself.' Is that plain
speaking? He MUST
have my
assistance. He is
assured that his wife will deal fairly
by him; he knows that I shall leave his money to him and be
content with my own. It is an unholy and
dishonestcompact, and
he holds out threats of ruin to compel me to consent to it. He is
buying my
conscience, and the price is liberty to be Eugene's
wife in all but name. 'I connive at your errors, and you allow me
to
commit crimes and ruin poor families!' Is that sufficiently
explicit? Do you know what he means by
speculations? He buys up
land in his own name, then he finds men of straw to run up houses
upon it. These men make a
bargain with a
contractor to build the
houses, paying them by bills at long dates; then in consideration
of a small sum they leave my husband in possession of the houses,
and finally slip through the fingers of the deluded
contractors
by going into
bankruptcy. The name of the firm of Nucingen has
been used to
dazzle the poor
contractors. I saw that. I noticed,