father goriot(高老头)-第21章
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aw a sombre picture； the miry verge beyond these faces； in which passion was extinct and nothing was left of the drama but the cords and pulleys and bare mechanism。 Mme。 de Beauseant's counsels； the words uttered in anger by the forsaken lady； her petulant offer； came to his mind； and poverty was a ready expositor。 Rastignac determined to open two parallel trenches so as to insure success； he would be a learned doctor of law and a man of fashion。 Clearly he was still a child！ Those two lines are asymptotes； and will never meet。
〃You are very dull； my lord Marquis；〃 said Vautrin； with one of the shrewd glances that seem to read the innermost secrets of another mind。
〃I am not in the humor to stand jokes from people who call me 'my lord Marquis；' 〃 answered Eugene。 〃A marquis here in Paris； if he is not the veriest sham； ought to have a hundred thousand livres a year at least； and a lodger in the Maison Vauquer is not exactly Fortune's favorite。〃
Vautrin's glance at Rastignac was half…paternal； half… contemptuous。 〃Puppy！〃 it seemed to say； 〃I should make one mouthful of him！〃 Then he answered：
〃You are in a bad humor； perhaps your visit to the beautiful Comtesse de Restaud was not a success。〃
〃She has shut her door against me because I told her that her father dined at our table；〃 cried Rastignac。
Glances were exchanged all round the room； Father Goriot looked down。
〃You have sent some snuff into my eye；〃 he said to his neighbor； turning a little aside to rub his hand over his face。
〃Any one who molests Father Goriot will have henceforward to reckon with me；〃 said Eugene； looking at the old man's neighbor； 〃he is worth all the rest of us put together。I am not speaking of the ladies；〃 he added； turning in the direction of Mlle。 Taillefer。
Eugene's remarks produced a sensation； and his tone silenced the dinner…table。 Vautrin alone spoke。 〃If you are going to champion Father Goriot； and set up for his responsible editor into the bargain； you had need be a crack shot and know how to handle the foils；〃 he said； banteringly。
〃So I intend；〃 said Eugene。
〃Then you are taking the field today？〃
〃Perhaps；〃 Rastignac answered。 〃But I owe no account of myself to any one； especially as I do not try to find out what other people do of a night。〃
Vautrin looked askance at Rastignac。
〃If you do not mean to be deceived by the puppets； my boy； you must go behind and see the whole show； and not peep through holes in the curtain。 That is enough；〃 he added； seeing that Eugene was about to fly into a passion。 〃We can have a little talk whenever you like。〃
There was a general feeling of gloom and constraint。 Father Goriot was so deeply dejected by the student's remark that he did not notice the change in the disposition of his fellow…lodgers； nor know that he had met with a champion capable of putting an end to the persecution。
〃Then； M。 Goriot sitting there is the father of a countess；〃 said Mme。 Vauquer in a low voice。
〃And of a baroness；〃 answered Rastignac。
〃That is about all he is capable of；〃 said Bianchon to Rastignac； 〃I have taken a look at his head； there is only one bumpthe bump of Paternity； he must be an ETERNAL FATHER。〃
Eugene was too intent on his thoughts to laugh at Bianchon's joke。 He determined to profit by Mme。 de Beauseant's counsels； and was asking himself how he could obtain the necessary money。 He grew grave。 The wide savannas of the world stretched before his eyes； all things lay before him； nothing was his。 Dinner came to an end； the others went； and he was left in the dining…room。
〃So you have seen my daughter？〃 Goriot spoke tremulously； and the sound of his voice broke in upon Eugene's dreams。 The young man took the elder's hand； and looked at him with something like kindness in his eyes。
〃You are a good and noble man；〃 he said。 〃We will have some talk about your daughters by and by。〃
He rose without waiting for Goriot's answer； and went to his room。 There he wrote the following letter to his mother：
〃My Dear Mother；Can you nourish your child from your breast again？ I am in a position to make a rapid fortune； but I want twelve hundred francsI must have them at all costs。 Say nothing about this to my father； perhaps he might make objections； and unless I have the money； I may be led to put an end to myself； and so escape the clutches of despair。 I will tell you everything when I see you。 I will not begin to try to describe my present situation； it would take volumes to put the whole story clearly and fully。 I have not been gambling； my kind mother； I owe no one a penny； but if you would preserve the life that you gave me； you must send me the sum I mention。 As a matter of fact； I go to see the Vicomtesse de Beauseant； she is using her influence for me； I am obliged to go into society； and I have not a penny to lay out on clean gloves。 I can manage to exist on bread and water； or go without food； if need be； but I cannot do without the tools with which they cultivate the vineyards in this country。 I must resolutely make up my mind at once to make my way； or stick in the mire for the rest of my days。 I know that all your hopes are set on me； and I want to realize them quickly。 Sell some of your old jewelry； my kind mother； I will give you other jewels very soon。 I know enough of our affairs at home to know all that such a sacrifice means； and you must not think that I would lightly ask you to make it； I should be a monster if I could。 You must think of my entreaty as a cry forced from me by imperative necessity。 Our whole future lies in the subsidy with which I must begin my first campaign； for life in Paris is one continual battle。 If you cannot otherwise procure the whole of the money； and are forced to sell our aunt's lace； tell her that I will send her some still handsomer；〃 and so forth。
He wrote to ask each of his sisters for their savingswould they despoil themselves for him； and keep the sacrifice a secret from the family？ To his request he knew that they would not fail to respond gladly； and he added to it an appeal to their delicacy by touching the chord of honor that vibrates so loudly in young and high…strung natures。
Yet when he had written the letters； he could not help feeling misgivings in spite of his youthful ambition； his heart beat fast； and he trembled。 He knew the spotless nobleness of the lives buried away in the lonely manor house； he knew what trouble and what joy his request would cause his sisters； and how happy they would be as they talked at the bottom of the orchard of that dear brother of theirs in Paris。 Visions rose before his eyes； a sudden strong light revealed his sisters secretly counting over their little store； devising some girlish stratagem by which the money could be sent to him incognito； essaying； for the first time in their lives； a piece of deceit that reached the sublime in its unselfishness。
〃A sister's heart is a diamond for purity； a deep sea of tenderness！〃 he said to himself。 He felt ashamed of those letters。
What power there must be in the petitions put up by such hearts； how pure the fervor that bears their souls to Heaven in prayer！ What exquisite joy they would find in self…sacrifice！ What a pang for his mother's heart if she could not send him all that he asked for！ And this noble affection； these sacrifices made at such terrible cost； were to serve as the ladder by which he meant to climb to Delphine de Nucingen。 A few tears； like the last grains of incense flung upon the sacred alter fire of the hearth； fell from his eyes。 He walked up and down； and despair mingled with his emotion。 Father Goriot saw him through the half…open door。
〃What is the matter； sir？〃 he asked from the threshold。
〃Ah！ my good neighbor； I am as much a son and brother as you are a father。 You do well to fear for the Comtesse Anastasie； there is one M。 Maxime de Trailles； who will be her ruin。〃
Father Goriot withdrew； stammering some words； but Eugene failed to catch their meaning。
The next morning Rastignac went out to post his letters。 Up to the last moment he wavered and doubted； but he ended by flinging them into the box。 〃I shall succeed！〃 he said to himself。 So says the gambler； so says the great captain； but
