father goriot(高老头)-第14章
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The old man had forgotten his dinner； he was so absorbed in gazing at the poor girl； the sorrow in her face was unmistakable；the slighted love of a child whose father would not recognize her。
〃We are mistaken about Father Goriot； my dear boy；〃 said Eugene in a low voice。 〃He is not an idiot； nor wanting in energy。 Try your Gall system on him； and let me know what you think。 I saw him crush a silver dish last night as if it had been made of wax； there seems to be something extra…ordinary going on in his mind just now； to judge by his face。 His life is so mysterious that it must be worth studying。 Oh！ you may laugh； Bianchon； I am not joking。〃
〃The man is a subject； is he？〃 said Bianchon； 〃all right！ I will dissect him； if he will give me the chance。〃
〃No； feel his bumps。〃
〃Hm！his stupidity might perhaps be contagious。〃
The next day Rastignac dressed himself very elegantly； and about three o'clock in the afternoon went to call on Mme。 de Restaud。 On the way thither he indulged in the wild intoxicating dreams which fill a young head so full of delicious excitement。 Young men at his age take no account of obstacles nor of dangers； they see success in every direction； imagination has free play； and turns their lives into a romance； they are saddened or discouraged by the collapse of one of the visionary schemes that have no existence save in their heated fancy。 If youth were not ignorant and timid； civilization would be impossible。
Eugene took unheard…of pains to keep himself in a spotless condition； but on his way through the streets he began to think about Mme。 de Restaud and what he should say to her。 He equipped himself with wit； rehearsed repartees in the course of an imaginary conversation； and prepared certain neat speeches a la Talleyrand； conjuring up a series of small events which should prepare the way for the declaration on which he had based his future； and during these musings the law student was bespattered with mud； and by the time he reached the Palais Royal he was obliged to have his boots blacked and his trousers brushed。
〃If I were rich；〃 he said； as he changed the five…franc piece he had brought with him in case anything might happen； 〃I would take a cab； then I could think at my ease。〃
At last he reached the Rue du Helder； and asked for the Comtesse de Restaud。 He bore the contemptuous glances of the servants； who had seen him cross the court on foot； with the cold fury of a man who knows that he will succeed some day。 He understood the meaning of their glances at once； for he had felt his inferiority as soon as he entered the court； where a smart cab was waiting。 All the delights of life in Paris seemed to be implied by this visible and manifest sign of luxury and extravagance。 A fine horse； in magnificent harness； was pawing the ground； and all at once the law student felt out of humor with himself。 Every compartment in his brain which he had thought to find so full of wit was bolted fast； he grew positively stupid。 He sent up his name to the Countess； and waited in the ante…chamber； standing on one foot before a window that looked out upon the court； mechanically he leaned his elbow against the sash； and stared before him。 The time seemed long； he would have left the house but for the southern tenacity of purpose which works miracles when it is single…minded。
〃Madame is in her boudoir； and cannot see any one at present； sir；〃 said the servant。 〃She gave me no answer； but if you will go into the dining…room； there is some one already there。〃
Rastignac was impressed with a sense of the formidable power of the lackey who can accuse or condemn his masters by a word； he coolly opened the door by which the man had just entered the ante…chamber； meaning； no doubt； to show these insolent flunkeys that he was familiar with the house； but he found that he had thoughtlessly precipitated himself into a small room full of dressers； where lamps were standing； and hot…water pipes； on which towels were being dried； a dark passage and a back staircase lay beyond it。 Stifled laughter from the ante…chamber added to his confusion。
〃This way to the drawing…room； sir；〃 said the servant； with the exaggerated respect which seemed to be one more jest at his expense。
Eugene turned so quickly that he stumbled against a bath。 By good luck； he managed to keep his hat on his head； and saved it from immersion in the water； but just as he turned； a door opened at the further end of the dark passage； dimly lighted by a small lamp。 Rastignac heard voices and the sound of a kiss； one of the speakers was Mme。 de Restaud； the other was Father Goriot。 Eugene followed the servant through the dining…room into the drawing… room； he went to a window that looked out into the courtyard； and stood there for a while。 He meant to know whether this Goriot was really the Goriot that he knew。 His heart beat unwontedly fast； he remembered Vautrin's hideous insinuations。 A well…dressed young man suddenly emerged from the room almost as Eugene entered it； saying impatiently to the servant who stood at the door： 〃I am going； Maurice。 Tell Madame la Comtesse that I waited more than half an hour for her。〃
Whereupon this insolent being； who； doubtless； had a right to be insolent； sang an Italian trill； and went towards the window where Eugene was standing； moved thereto quite as much by a desire to see the student's face as by a wish to look out into the courtyard。
〃But M。 le Comte had better wait a moment longer； madame is disengaged；〃 said Maurice； as he returned to the ante…chamber。
Just at that moment Father Goriot appeared close to the gate； he had emerged from a door at the foot of the back staircase。 The worthy soul was preparing to open his umbrella regardless of the fact that the great gate had opened to admit a tilbury； in which a young man with a ribbon at his button…hole was seated。 Father Goriot had scarcely time to start back and save himself。 The horse took fright at the umbrella； swerved； and dashed forward towards the flight of steps。 The young man looked round in annoyance； saw Father Goriot； and greeted him as he went out with constrained courtesy； such as people usually show to a money… lender so long as they require his services； or the sort of respect they feel it necessary to show for some one whose reputation has been blown upon； so that they blush to acknowledge his acquaintance。 Father Goriot gave him a little friendly nod and a good…natured smile。 All this happened with lightning speed。 Eugene was so deeply interested that he forgot that he was not alone till he suddenly heard the Countess' voice。
〃Oh！ Maxime； were you going away？〃 she said reproachfully； with a shade of pique in her manner。 The Countess had not seen the incident nor the entrance of the tilbury。 Rastignac turned abruptly and saw her standing before him； coquettishly dressed in a loose white cashmere gown with knots of rose…colored ribbon here and there； her hair was carelessly coiled about her head； as is the wont of Parisian women in the morning； there was a soft fragrance about herdoubtless she was fresh from a bath；her graceful form seemed more flexible； her beauty more luxuriant。 Her eyes glistened。 A young man can see everything at a glance； he feels the radiant influence of woman as a plant discerns and absorbs its nutriment from the air； he did not need to touch her hands to feel their cool freshness。 He saw faint rose tints through the cashmere of the dressing gown； it had fallen slightly open； giving glimpses of a bare throat； on which the student's eyes rested。 The Countess had no need of the adventitious aid of corsets； her girdle defined the outlines of her slender waist； her throat was a challenge to love； her feet； thrust into slippers； were daintily small。 As Maxime took her hand and kissed it； Eugene became aware of Maxime's existence； and the Countess saw Eugene。
〃Oh！ is that you M。 de Rastignac？ I am very glad to see you；〃 she said； but there was something in her manner that a shrewd observer would have taken as a hint to depart。
Maxime； as the Countess Anastasie had called the young man with the haughty insolence of bearing； looked from Eugene to the lady； and from the lady to Eugene； it was sufficie
