you about; one belongs to the notary, and the other to the justice of
the peace."
They came at that moment into a broad road, fairly evenly paved with
large cobble-stones. There were
altogether about a hundred new houses
on either side of it, and almost every house stood in a garden.
The view of the church with its
doorway made a pretty
termination to
this road. Two more roads had been recently planned out
half-way down
the course of the first, and many new houses had already been built
along them. The town-hall stood opposite the parsonage, in the square
by the church. As Benassis went down the road, women and children
stood in their
doorways to wish him good-evening, the men took off
their caps, and the little children danced and shouted about his
horse, as if the animal's good-nature were as well known as the
kindness of its master. The
gladness was undemonstrative; there was
the
instinctivedelicacy of all deep feeling about it, and it had the
same pervasive power. At the sight of this
welcome it seemed to
Genestas that the doctor had been too
modest in his
description of the
affection with which he was regarded by the people of the district.
His truly was a
sovereignty of the sweetest kind; a right royal
sovereigntymoreover, for its title was engraven in the hearts of its
subjects. However dazzling the rays of glory that surround a man,
however great the power that he enjoys, in his inmost soul he soon
comes to a just
estimate of the sentiments that all
external action
causes for him. He very soon sees that no change has been
wrought in
him, that there is nothing new and nothing greater in the exercise of
his
physical faculties, and discovers his own real nothingness. Kings,
even should they rule over the whole world, are condemned to live in a
narrow
circle like other men. They must even
submit to the conditions
of their lot, and their happiness depends upon the personal
impressions that they receive. But Benassis met with nothing but
goodwill and
loyalty throughout the district.
CHAPTER III
THE NAPOLEON OF THE PEOPLE
"Pray, come in, sir!" cried Jacquotte. "A pretty time the gentlemen
have been
waiting for you! It is always the way! You always manage to
spoil the dinner for me
whenever it ought to be particularly good.
Everything is cooked to death by this time----"
"Oh! well, here we are," answered Benassis with a smile.
The two horsemen dismounted, and went off to the salon, where the
guests invited by the doctor were assembled.
"Gentlemen," he said
taking Genestas by the hand, "I have the honor of
introducing you to M. Bluteau, captain of a
regiment of cavalry
stationed at Grenoble--an old soldier, who has promised me that he
will stay among us for a little while."
Then, turning to Genestas, he presented to him a tall, thin, gray-
haired man, dressed in black.
"This gentleman," said Benassis, "is M. Dufau, the justice of the
peace of whom I have already
spoken to you, and who has so largely
contributed to the
prosperity of the Commune." Then he led his guest
up to a pale, slight young man of middle
height, who wore spectacles,
and was also dressed in black. "And this is M. Tonnelet," he went on,
"M. Gravier's son-in-law, and the first notary who came to the
village."
The doctor next turned to a stout man, who seemed to belong half to
the
peasant, half to the middle class, the owner of a rough-pimpled
but good-humored
countenance.
"This is my
worthycolleague M. Cambon," he went on, the timber-
merchant, to whom I owe the confidence and good-will of the people
here. He was one of the promoters of the road which you have admired.
I have no need to tell you the
profession of this gentleman," Benassis
added, turning to the curate. "Here is a man whom no one can help
loving."
There was an
irresistibleattraction in the moral beauty expressed by
the cure's
countenance, which engrossed Genestas' attention. Yet a
certain harshness and austerity of
outline might make M. Janvier's
face seem unpleasing at a first glance. His attitude, and his slight,
emaciated frame, showed that he was far from strong
physically, but
the unchanging serenity of his face bore
witness to the profound
inward peace of heart. Heaven seemed to be reflected in his eyes, and