de Listomere under a
pretence of undue influence!
A few days after the case was brought the baron was promoted to the
rank of captain. As a
measure of
ecclesiasticaldiscipline, the curate
of Saint-Symphorien was suspended. His superiors judged him guilty.
The
murderer of Sophie Gamard was also a swindler. If Monseigneur
Troubert had kept Mademoiselle Gamard's property he would have found
it difficult to make the ecclestiastical authorities censure
Birotteau.
At the moment when Monseigneur Hyacinthe, Bishop of Troyes, drove
along the quay Saint-Symphorien in a post-chaise on his way to Paris
poor Birotteau had been placed in an
armchair in the sun on a terrace
above the road. The
unhappypriest,
smitten by the arch
bishop, was
pale and
haggard. Grief, stamped on every feature, distorted the face
that was once so
mildly gay. Illness had dimmed his eyes, formerly
brightened by the pleasures of good living and
devoid of serious
ideas, with a veil which simulated thought. It was but the
skeleton of
the old Birotteau who had rolled only one year earlier so vacuous but
so content along the Cloister. The
bishop cast one look of pity and
contempt upon his
victim; then he consented to forget him, and went
his way.
There is no doubt that Troubert would have been in other times a
Hildebrand or an Alexander the Sixth. In these days the Church is no
longer a political power, and does not
absorb the whole strength of
her solitaries. Celibacy, however, presents the
inherent vice of
concentating the faculties of man upon a single
passion, egotism,
which renders celibates either
useless or
mischievous. We live at a
period when the
defect of governments is to make Man for Society
rather than Society for Man. There is a
perpetual struggle going on
between the Individual and the Social
system which insists on using
him, while he is endeavoring to use it to his own profit;
whereas, in
former days, man, really more free, was also more loyal to the public
weal. The round in which men struggle in these days has been
insensibly widened; the soul which can grasp it as a whole will ever
be a
magnificentexception; for, as a general thing, in morals as in
physics, impulsion loses in
intensity what it gains in extension.
Society can not be based on
exceptions. Man in the first
instance was
purely and simply, father; his heart beat warmly, concentrated in the
one ray of Family. Later, he lived for a clan, or a small community;
hence the great
historical devotions of Greece and Rome. After that he
was a man of caste or of a religion, to
maintain the
greatness of
which he often proved himself
sublime; but by that time the field of
his interests became enlarged by many
intellectual regions. In our
day, his life is attached to that of a vast country; sooner or later
his family will be, it is predicted, the entire universe.
Will this moral cosmopolitanism, the hope of Christian Rome, prove to
be only a
sublime error? It is so natural to believe in the
realization of a noble
vision, in the Brotherhood of Man. But, alas!
the human machine does not have such
divine proportions. Souls that
are vast enough to grasp a range of feelings bestowed on great men
only will never belong to either fathers of families or simple
citizens. Some physiologists have thought that as the brain enlarges
the heart narrows; but they are
mistaken. The
apparent egotism of men
who bear a science, a nation, a code of laws in their bosom is the
noblest of
passions; it is, as one may say, the maternity of the
masses; to give birth to new peoples, to produce new ideas they must
unite within their
mighty brains the breasts of woman and the force of
God. The history of such men as Innocent the Third and Peter the
Great, and all great leaders of their age and nation will show, if
need be, in the highest spheres the same vast thought of which
Troubert was made the representative in the quiet depths of the
Cloister of Saint-Gatien.
ADDENDUM
The following personages appear in other stories of the Human Comedy.
Birotteau, Abbe Francois Troubert, Abbe Hyacinthe
The Lily of the Valley The Member for Arcis
Cesar Birotteau
Villenoix, Pauline Salomon de
Bourbonne, De Louis Lambert
Madame Firmiani A Seaside Tragedy
Listomere, Baronne de
Cesar Birotteau
The Muse of the Department
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