answer, 'a poor
innocent like that? I think I see myself! what would
become of him? No, no, where the kid is tethered, let her browse--'"
"Yes, Flore; I've none but you in this world, and you make me happy.
If it will give you pleasure, my dear, well, we will have Maxence
Gilet here; he can eat with us--"
"Heavens! I should hope so!"
"There, there! don't get angry--"
"Enough for one is enough for two," she answered laughing. "I'll tell
you what you can do, my lamb, if you really mean to be kind; you must
go and walk up and down near the Mayor's office at four o'clock, and
manage to meet Monsieur Gilet and invite him to dinner. If he makes
excuses, tell him it will give me pleasure; he is too
polite to
refuse. And after dinner, at
dessert, if he tells you about his
misfortunes, and the hulks and so forth--for you can easily get him to
talk about all that--then you can make him the offer to come and live
here. If he makes any
objection, never mind, I shall know how to
settle it."
Walking slowly along the
boulevard Baron, the old celibate
reflected,
as much as he had the mind to
reflect, over this
incident. If he were
to part from Flore (the mere thought confused him) where could he find
another woman? Should he marry? At his age he should be married for
his money, and a
legitimate wife would use him far more
cruelly than
Flore. Besides, the thought of being deprived of her
tenderness, even
if it were a mere
pretence, caused him
horribleanguish. He was
therefore as
polite to Captain Gilet as he knew how to be. The
invitation was given, as Flore had requested, before witnesses, to
guard the hero's honor from all suspicion.
A
reconciliation took place between Flore and her master; but from
that day forth Jean-Jacques noticed many a
trifle that betokened a
total change in his
mistress's affections. For two or three weeks
Flore Brazier complained to the tradespeople in the markets, and to
the women with whom she gossiped, about Monsieur Rouget's tyranny,--
how he had taken it into his head to invite his self-styled natural
brother to live with him. No one, however, was taken in by this
comedy; and Flore was looked upon as a
wonderfully clever and artful
creature. Old Rouget really found himself very comfortable after Max
became the master of his house; for he thus gained a
companion who
paid him many attentions, without, however, showing any servility.
Gilet talked, discussed
politics, and sometimes went to walk with
Rouget. After Max was fairly installed, Flore did not choose to do the
cooking; she said it spoiled her hands. At the request of the grand
master of the Order of the Knights of Idleness, Mere Cognette produced
one of her relatives, an old maid whose master, a curate, had lately
died without leaving her anything,--an excellent cook, withal,--who
declared she would devote herself for life or death to Max and Flore.
In the name of the two powers, Mere Cognette promised her an annuity
of three hundred francs a year at the end of ten years, if she served
them loyally,
honestly, and discreetly. The Vedie, as she was called,
was
noticeable for a face deeply pitted by the small-pox, and
correspondingly ugly.
After the new cook had entered upon her duties, the Rabouilleuse took
the title of Madame Brazier. She wore corsets; she had silk, or
handsome woollen and cotton dresses, according to the season,
expensive neckerchiefs, embroidered caps and collars, lace ruffles at
her
throat, boots instead of shoes, and,
altogether, adopted a
richness and
elegance of
apparel which renewed the youthfulness of her
appearance. She was like a rough diamond, that needed cutting and
mounting by a jeweller to bring out its full value. Her desire was to
do honor to Max. At the end of the first year, in 1817, she brought a
horse, styled English, from Bourges, for the poor
cavalry captain, who
was weary of going afoot. Max had picked up in the purlieus of
Issoudun an old lancer of the Imperial Guard, a Pole named Kouski, now
very poor, who asked nothing better than to quarter himself in
Monsieur Rouget's house as the captain's servant. Max was Kouski's
idol, especially after the duel with the three royalists. So, from
1817, the household of the old
bachelor was made up of five persons,
three of whom were masters, and the expenses
advanced to about eight
thousand francs a year.
CHAPTER X