the nabob-第105章
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e most fashionable of all Parisian entertainments； without any very precise character of its own； and partaking something of all； from the fairy…operetta which exhibits undressed women； to the serious modern drama。 Cardailhac was especially anxious to justify his title of 〃Manager of the Nouveautes；〃 and； since the Nabob's millions had been at the back of the undertaking； had made a point of preparing for the boulevardiers the most dazzling surprises。 That of this evening surpassed them all； the piece was in verseand moral。
A moral play！
The old rogue had realized that the moment had arrived to try that effect； and he was trying it。 After the astonishment of the first minutes； a few disappointed exclamations here and there in the boxes； 〃Why； it is in verse！〃 the house began to feel the charm of this invigorating and healthy piece； as if there had been sprinkled on it； in its rarefied atmosphere； some fresh and pungent essence； an elixir of life perfumed with thyme from the hillside。
〃Ah！ this is niceit is restful。〃
Such was the general sense； a thrill of ease； a spasm of pleasure accompanying each line。 That fat old Hemerlingue found it restful； puffing in his stage…box on the ground floor as in a trough of cerise satin。 It was restful also to that tall Suzanne Bloch； her hair dressed in the antique way； ringlets flowing over a diadem of gold； and near her； Amy Ferat； all in white like a bride and with sprigs of orange…blossom in her fluffy hair； it was restful to her also； you may be sure。
A crowd of demi…mondaines were present； some very fat； with a dirty greasiness acquired in a hundred seraglios； three chins； and an air of stupidity； others absolutely green in spite of their paint； as if they had been dipped in a bath of that arsenate of copper which is called in the shops 〃Paris green。〃 These were wrinkled； faded to such a degree that they hid in the back of their boxes； only allowing a portion of a white arm to be seen； a rounded shoulder protruding。 Then there were young men about town； flabby and without backbone； those who at that time used to be called /petits creves/； creatures worn out by dissipation； with stooping necks and drooping lids； incapable of standing erect or of articulating a single word perfectly。 And all these people exclaimed with one accord： 〃This is niceit is restful。〃 The handsome Moessard murmured it like a refrain beneath his little fair mustache； while his queen in the stage…box translated it into the barbarism of her foreign tongue。 Positively they found it restful。 They did not say after whatafter what heart…breaking labour； after what forced； idle and useless task。
All these friendly murmurs； united and mingled； began to give to the house an eventful appearance。 Success was felt in the air； faces became serene again； the women seemed the more beautiful for reflecting enthusiasm； for being moved to glances that were as exciting as applause。 Andre； at his mother's side； thrilled with such an unknown pleasure； with that proud delight which a man feels when he stirs the multitude； be he only a singer in a suburban back…yard； with a patriotic refrain and two pathetic notes in his voice。 Suddenly the whisperings redoubled； were transformed into a tumult。 People were chuckling and fidgeting with excitement。 What had happened？ Some accident on the stage？ Andre； leaning terrified towards the actors as astonished as himself； saw every opera…glass turned towards the big stage…box which had remained empty until then； and which some one had just entered； who sat down immediately with both his elbows on the velvet ledge； and with his opera…glass drawn from its case； taking his place in gloomy solitude。
In ten days the Nabob had aged twenty years。 Violent southern natures like his； if they are rich in enthusiasms； become also more utterly prostrate than others。 Since his unseating the unfortunate man had shut himself up in his bedroom； with drawn curtains； no longer wishing even to see the light of day nor to cross over the threshold beyond which life was waiting for him； with the engagements he had undertaken； the promises he had made； a mass of protested bills and writs。 The Levantine； gone off to some spa accompanied by her /masseur/ and her negress； was totally indifferent to the ruin of the establishment； Bompainthe man in the fezin frightened bewilderment amid the demands for money； not knowing how to approach his ill… starred master； who persistently kept his bed and turned his face to the wall as soon as business matters were mentioned。 His old mother alone remained behind to face the disaster； with the knowledge born of her narrow and straitened experience as a village woman； who knows what a stamped documenta signatureis； and thinks honour is the greatest and best thing in the world。 Her peasant's cap made its appearance on every floor of the mansion； examining bills； reforming the domestic arrangements； and fearing neither outcries or humiliation。 At all hours the good woman might be seen striding about the Place Vendome； gesticulating； talking to herself； and saying aloud： 〃/Te/； I will go and see the bailiff。〃 And never did she consult her son about anything save when it was indispensable； and then only in a few discreet words； while avoiding even a glance at him。 To rouse Jansoulet from his torpor it had required de Gery's telegram； dated from Marseilles； announcing that he was on his way back； bringing ten million francs。 Ten millions！that is to say； bankruptcy averted； the possibility of recovering his positionof starting life afresh。 And behold our southerner rebounding from the depth of his fall； intoxicated with joy； and full of hope。 He ordered the windows to be opened and newspapers to be brought to him。 What a magnificent opportunity was this first night of /Revolt/ to show himself to the Parisians； who were believing him to have gone under； to enter the great whirlpool once more through the swing door of his box at the Nouveautes！ His mother； warned by some instinct； did indeed try to hold him back。 Paris now terrified her。 She would have liked to carry off her child to some unknown corner of the Midi； to nurse him along with his elder brotherstricken down both of them by the great city。 But he was the master。 Resistance was impossible to that will of a man spoiled by wealth。 She helped him to dress for the occasion； 〃made him look nice；〃 as she said laughing； and watched him not without a certain pride as he departed； dignified； full of new life； having almost got over the prostration of the preceding days。
After his arrival at the theatre； Jansoulet quickly perceived the commotion which his presence caused in the house。 Accustomed to similar curious ovations； he acknowledged them ordinarily without the least embarrassment； with a frank display of his wide and good…natured smile； but this time the manifestation was hostile； almost indignant。
〃What！ It is he？〃
〃There he is。〃
〃What impudence！〃
Such exclamations from the stalls confusedly rose among many others。 The retirement in which he had taken refuge for some days past had left him in ignorance of the public exasperation； of the homilies； the statements broadcast in the newspapers； with the corrupting influence of his wealth as their textarticles written for effect； hypocritical phraseology by the aid of which opinion avenges itself from time to time on the innocent for all its own concessions to the guilty。 It was a terribly embarrassing exhibition； which gave him at first more sorrow than anger。 Deeply moved； he hid his emotion behind his opera… glass； fixing his attention on the least details of the stage arrangements； giving a three…quarters view of his back to the house； but unable to escape the scandalous observation of which he was the victim and which made his ears buzz； his temples beat； the dulled lenses of his opera…glass become full of those whirling multi…coloured circles which are the first symptom of brain disorder。
When the curtain fell at the end of the first act he remained motionless； in the same attitude of embarrassment； the whisperings； now more distinct when they were no longer held in check by the dialogue on the stage； the pertinacity of certain inquisitive people changing t
