justified your motto: Ars thesaurusque virtus, that punning
device our
ancestors were always seeking, and yet you never appear in the Bois de
Boulogne! We live in times when
virtue ought to show itself."
"If you read your works to that
species of stout Laforet, whom you
seem to fancy, I would
forgive you," said Blondet. "But, my dear
fellow, you are living on dry bread,
materiallyspeaking; in the
matter of
intellect you haven't even bread."
This friendly little
warfare had been going on for several months
between Daniel and his friends, when Madame d'Espard asked Rastignac
and Blondet to induce d'Arthez to come and dine with her, telling them
that the Princesse de Cadignan had a great desire to see that
celebrated man. Such curiosities are to certain women what magic
lanterns are to children,--a pleasure to the eyes, but rather shallow
and full of disappointments. The more sentiments a man of
talentexcites at a distance, the less he responds to them on nearer view;
the more
brilliant fancy has pictured him, the duller he will seem in
reality. Consequently, disenchanted
curiosity is often unjust.
Neither Blondet nor Rastignac could
deceive d'Arthez; but they told
him, laughing, that they now offered him a most seductive opportunity
to
polish up his heart and know the
supreme fascinations which love
conferred on a Parisian great lady. The
princess was
evidently in love
with him; he had nothing to fear but everything to gain by accepting
the
interview; it was quite impossible he could
descend from the
pedestal on which madame de Cadignan had placed him. Neither Blondet
nor Rastignac saw any impropriety in attributing this love to the
princess; she whose past had given rise to so many anecdotes could
very well stand that
lesser calumny. Together they began to
relate to
d'Arthez the adventures of the Duchesse de Maufrigneuse: her first
affair with de Marsay; her second with d'Ajuda, whom she had, they
said, distracted from his wife, thus avenging Madame de Beausant; also
her later
connection with young d'Esgrignon, who had travelled with
her in Italy, and had
horribly compromised himself on her account;
after that they told him how
unhappy she had been with a certain
celebrated
ambassador, how happy with a Russian general, besides
becoming the Egeria of two ministers of Foreign affairs, and various
other anecdotes. D'Arthez replied that he knew a great deal more than
they could tell him about her through their poor friend, Michel
Chrestien, who adored her
secretly for four years, and had well-nigh
gone mad about her.
"I have often accompanied him," said Daniel, "to the opera. He would
make me run through the streets as far as her horses that he might see
the
princess through the window of her coupe."
"Well, there you have a topic all ready for you," said Blondet,
smiling. "This is the very woman you need; she'll
initiate you most
gracefully into the mysteries of
elegance; but take care! she has
wasted many fortunes. The beautiful Diane is one of those spendthrifts
who don't cost a penny, but for whom a man spends millions. Give
yourself up to her, body and soul, if you choose; but keep your money
in your hand, like the old fellow in Girodet's 'Deluge.'"
From the tenor of these remarks it was to be inferred that the
princess had the depth of a
precipice, the grace of a queen, the
corruption of diplomatists, the
mystery of a first initiation, and the
dangerous qualities of a siren. The two clever men of the world,
incapable of fore
seeing the denouement of their joke, succeeded in
presenting Diane d'Uxelles as a
consummatespecimen of the Parisian
woman, the cleverest of coquettes, the most enchanting
mistress in the
world. Right or wrong, the woman whom they thus treated so
lightly was
sacred to d'Arthez; his desire to meet her needed no spur; he
consented to do so at the first word, which was all the two friends
wanted of him.
Madame d'Espard went to see the
princess as soon as she had received
this answer.
"My dear, do you feel yourself in full beauty and coquetry?" she said.
"If so, come and dine with me a few days hence, and I'll serve up