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the collection of antiquities-第26部分

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 allows its petty passions to obscure the wider interests of the country; a class of crotchety politicians; upholding the government one day and opposing it the next; compromising every cause and helping none; helpless after they have done the mischief till they set about brewing more; unwilling to face their own incompetence; thwarting authority while professing to serve it。 With a compound of arrogance and humility they demand of the people more submission than kings expect; and fret their souls because those above them are not brought down to their level; as if greatness could be little; as if power existed without force。

President du Ronceret was a tall; spare man with a receding forehead and scanty; auburn hair。 He was wall…eyed; his complexion was blotched; his lips thin and hard; his scarcely audible voice came out like the husky wheezings of asthma。 He had for a wife a great; solemn; clumsy creature; tricked out in the most ridiculous fashion; and outrageously overdressed。 Mme。 la Presidente gave herself the airs of a queen; she wore vivid colors; and always appeared at balls adorned with the turban; dear to the British female; and lovingly cultivated in out…of…the…way districts in France。 Each of the pair had an income of four or five thousand francs; which with the President's salary; reached a total of some twelve thousand。 In spite of a decided tendency to parsimony; vanity required that they should receive one evening in the week。 Du Croisier might import modern luxury into the town; M。 and Mme。 de Ronceret were faithful to the old traditions。 They had always lived in the old…fashioned house belonging to Mme。 du Ronceret; and had made no changes in it since their marriage。 The house stood between a garden and a courtyard。 The gray old gable end; with one window in each story; gave upon the road。 High walls enclosed the garden and the yard; but the space taken up beneath them in the garden by a walk shaded with chestnut trees was filled in the yard by a row of outbuildings。 An old rust…devoured iron gate in the garden wall balanced the yard gateway; a huge; double…leaved carriage entrance with a buttress on either side; and a mighty shell on the top。 The same shell was repeated over the house…door。

The whole place was gloomy; close; and airless。 The row of iron…gated openings in the opposite wall; as you entered; reminded you of prison windows。 Every passer…by could look in through the railings to see how the garden grew; the flowers in the little square borders never seemed to thrive there。

The drawing…room on the ground floor was lighted by a single window on the side of the street; and a French window above a flight of steps; which gave upon the garden。 The dining…room on the other side of the great ante…chamber; with its windows also looking out into the garden; was exactly the same size as the drawing…room; and all three apartments were in harmony with the general air of gloom。 It wearied your eyes to look at the ceilings all divided up by huge painted crossbeams and adorned with a feeble lozenge pattern or a rosette in the middle。 The paint was old; startling in tint; and begrimed with smoke。 The sun had faded the heavy silk curtains in the drawing…room; the old…fashioned Beauvais tapestry which covered the white…painted furniture had lost all its color with wear。 A Louis Quinze clock on the chimney…piece stood between two extravagant; branched sconces filled with yellow wax candles; which the Presidente only lighted on occasions when the old…fashioned rock…crystal chandelier emerged from its green wrapper。 Three card…tables; covered with threadbare baize; and a backgammon box; sufficed for the recreations of the company; and Mme。 du Ronceret treated them to such refreshments as cider; chestnuts; pastry puffs; glasses of eau sucree; and home…made orgeat。 For some time past she had made a practice of giving a party once a fortnight; when tea and some pitiable attempts at pastry appeared to grace the occasion。

Once a quarter the du Roncerets gave a grand three…course dinner; which made a great sensation in the town; a dinner served up in execrable ware; but prepared with the science for which the provincial cook is remarkable。 It was a Gargantuan repast; which lasted for six whole hours; and by abundance the President tried to vie with du Croisier's elegance。

And so du Ronceret's life and its accessories were just what might have been expected from his character and his false position。 He felt dissatisfied at home without precisely knowing what was the matter; but he dared not go to any expense to change existing conditions; and was only too glad to put by seven or eight thousand francs every year; so as to leave his son Fabien a handsome private fortune。 Fabien du Ronceret had no mind for the magistracy; the bar; or the civil service; and his pronounced turn for doing nothing drove his parent to despair。

On this head there was rivalry between the President and the Vice… President; old M。 Blondet。 M。 Blondet; for a long time past; had been sedulously cultivating an acquaintance between his son and the Blandureau family。 The Blandureaus were well…to…do linen manufacturers; with an only daughter; and it was on this daughter that the President had fixed his choice of a wife for Fabien。 Now; Joseph Blondet's marriage with Mlle。 Blandureau depended on his nomination to the post which his father; old Blondet; hoped to obtain for him when he himself should retire。 But President du Ronceret; in underhand ways; was thwarting the old man's plans; and working indirectly upon the Blandureaus。 Indeed; if it had not been for this affair of young d'Esgrignon's; the astute President might have cut them out; father and son; for their rivals were very much richer。

M。 Blondet; the victim of the machiavelian President's intrigues; was one of the curious figures which lie buried away in the provinces like old coins in a crypt。 He was at that time a man of sixty…seven or thereabouts; but he carried his years well; he was very tall; and in build reminded you of the canons of the good old times。 The smallpox had riddled his face with numberless dints; and spoilt the shape of his nose by imparting to it a gimlet…like twist; it was a countenance by no means lacking in character; very evenly tinted with a diffused red; lighted up by a pair of bright little eyes; with a sardonic look in them; while a certain sarcastic twitch of the purpled lips gave expression to that feature。

Before the Revolution broke out; Blondet senior had been a barrister; afterwards he became the public accuser; and one of the mildest of those formidable functionaries。 Goodman Blondet; as they used to call him; deadened the force of the new doctrines by acquiescing in them all; and putting none of them in practice。 He had been obliged to send one or two nobles to prison; but his further proceedings were marked with such deliberation; that he brought them through to the 9th Thermidor with a dexterity which won respect for him on all sides。 As a matter of fact; Goodman Blondet ought to have been President of the Tribunal; but when the courts of law were reorganized he had been set aside; Napoleon's aversion for Republicans was apt to reappear in the smallest appointments under his government。 The qualification of ex…public accuser; written in the margin of the list against Blondet's name; set the Emperor inquiring of Cambaceres whether there might not be some scion of an ancient parliamentary stock to appoint instead。 The consequence was that du Ronceret; whose father had been a councillor of parliament; was nominated to the presidency; but; the Emperor's repugnance notwithstanding; Cambaceres allowed Blondet to remain on the bench; saying that the old barrister was one of the best jurisconsults in France。

Blondet's talents; his knowledge of the old law of the land and subsequent legislation; should by rights have brought him far in his profession; but he had this much in common with some few great spirits: he entertained a prodigious contempt for his own special knowledge; and reserved all his pretentions; leisure; and capacity for a second pursuit unconnected with the law。 To this pursuit he gave his almost exclusive attention。 The good man was passionately fond of gardening。 He was in correspondence with some of the most celebrated amateurs; it was his ambition to create new species; he took an interest in botanical discoveries; and lived; in short; in the world of flowers。 Like all florists; he had a predilection for one particular plant; the pelargonium was his especial favorite。 The court; the cases that came before it; and his outward life were as nothing to him compared with the inward life of fancies and abundant emotions which the old man led。 He fell more and more in love with his flower…seraglio; and the pains which he bestowed on his garden; the sweet round of the labors of the months; held Goodman Blondet fast in his greenhouse。 But for that hobby he would have been a deputy under the Empire; and shone conspicuous beyond a doubt in the Corps Legislatif。

His marriage was the second cause of his obscurity。 As a man of forty; he was rash enough to marry a girl of eighteen; by whom he had a son named Joseph in the first year of their marri
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