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father goriot(高老头)-第53部分

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e you。 God is just。〃He turned to Victorine。 〃It seems to me;〃 he said; 〃that I have seen the line of success in your hand。 Let me look at it; Mlle。 Victorine; I am well up in palmistry; and I have told fortunes many a time。 Come; now; don't be frightened。 Ah! what do I see? Upon my word; you will be one of the richest heiresses in Paris before very long。 You will heap riches on the man who loves you。 Your father will want you to go and live with him。 You will marry a young and handsome man with a title; and he will idolize you。〃

The heavy footsteps of the coquettish widow; who was coming down the stairs; interrupted Vautrin's fortune…telling。 〃Here is Mamma Vauquerre; fair as a starr…r…r; dressed within an inch of her life。Aren't we a trifle pinched for room?〃 he inquired; with his arm round the lady; 〃we are screwed up very tightly about the bust; mamma! If we are much agitated; there may be an explosion; but I will pick up the fragments with all the care of an antiquary。〃

〃There is a man who can talk the language of French gallantry!〃 said the widow; bending to speak in Mme。 Couture's ear。

〃Good…bye; little ones!〃 said Vautrin; turning to Eugene and Victorine。 〃Bless you both!〃 and he laid a hand on either head。 〃Take my word for it; young lady; an honest man's prayers are worth something; they should bring you happiness; for God hears them。〃

〃Good…bye; dear;〃 said Mme。 Vauquer to her lodger。 〃Do you think that M。 Vautrin means to run away with me?〃 she added; lowering her voice。

〃Lack…a…day!〃 said the widow。

〃Oh! mamma dear; suppose it should really happen as that kind M。 Vautrin said!〃 said Victorine with a sigh as she looked at her hands。 The two women were alone together。

〃Why; it wouldn't take much to bring it to pass;〃 said the elderly lady; 〃just a fall from his horse; and your monster of a brother〃

〃Oh! mamma。〃

〃Good Lord! Well; perhaps it is a sin to wish bad luck to an enemy;〃 the widow remarked。 〃I will do penance for it。 Still; I would strew flowers on his grave with the greatest pleasure; and that is the truth。 Black…hearted; that he is! The coward couldn't speak up for his own mother; and cheats you out of your share by deceit and trickery。 My cousin had a pretty fortune of her own; but unluckily for you; nothing was said in the marriage…contract about anything that she might come in for。〃

〃It would be very hard if my fortune is to cost some one else his life;〃 said Victorine。 〃If I cannot be happy unless my brother is to be taken out of the world; I would rather stay here all my life。〃

〃MON DIEU! it is just as that good M。 Vautrin says; and he is full of piety; you see;〃 Mme。 Couture remarked。 〃I am very glad to find that he is not an unbeliever like the rest of them that talk of the Almighty with less respect than they do of the Devil。 Well; as he was saying; who can know the ways by which it may please Providence to lead us?〃

With Sylvie's help the two women at last succeeded in getting Eugene up to his room; they laid him on the bed; and the cook unfastened his clothes to make him more comfortable。 Before they left the room; Victorine snatched an opportunity when her guardian's back was turned; and pressed a kiss on Eugene's forehead; feeling all the joy that this stolen pleasure could give her。 Then she looked round the room; and gathering up; as it were; into one single thought all the untold bliss of that day; she made a picture of her memories; and dwelt upon it until she slept; the happiest creature in Paris。

That evening's merry…making; in the course of which Vautrin had given the drugged wine to Eugene and Father Goriot; was his own ruin。 Bianchon; flustered with wine; forgot to open the subject of Trompe…la…Mort with Mlle。 Michonneau。 The mere mention of the name would have set Vautrin on his guard; for Vautrin; or; to give him his real name; Jacques Collin; was in fact the notorious escaped convict。

But it was the joke about the Venus of Pere…Lachaise that finally decided his fate。 Mlle。 Michonneau had very nearly made up her mind to warn the convict and to throw herself on his generosity; with the idea of making a better bargain for herself by helping him to escape that night; but as it was; she went out escorted by Poiret in search of the famous chief of detectives in the Petite Rue Saint…Anne; still thinking that it was the district superintendentone Gondureauwith whom she had to do。 The head of the department received his visitors courteously。 There was a little talk; and the details were definitely arranged。 Mlle。 Michonneau asked for the draught that she was to administer in order to set about her investigation。 But the great man's evident satisfaction set Mlle。 Michonneau thinking; and she began to see that this business involved something more than the mere capture of a runaway convict。 She racked her brains while he looked in a drawer in his desk for the little phial; and it dawned upon her that in consequence of treacherous revelations made by the prisoners the police were hoping to lay their hands on a considerable sum of money。 But on hinting her suspicions to the old fox of the Petite Rue Saint…Anne; that officer began to smile; and tried to put her off the scent。

〃A delusion;〃 he said。 〃Collin's sorbonne is the most dangerous that has yet been found among the dangerous classes。 That is all; and the rascals are quite aware of it。 They rally round him; he is the backbone of the federation; its Bonaparte; in short; he is very popular with them all。 The rogue will never leave his chump in the Place de Greve。〃

As Mlle。 Michonneau seemed mystified; Gondureau explained the two slang words for her benefit。 Sorbonne and chump are two forcible expressions borrowed from thieves' Latin; thieves; of all people; being compelled to consider the human head in its two aspects。 A sorbonne is the head of a living man; his faculty of thinking his council; a chump is a contemptuous epithet that implies how little a human head is worth after the axe has done its work。

〃Collin is playing us off;〃 he continued。 〃When we come across a man like a bar of steel tempered in the English fashion; there is always one resource leftwe can kill him if he takes it into his head to make the least resistance。 We are reckoning on several methods of killing Collin to…morrow morning。 It saves a trial; and society is rid of him without all the expense of guarding and feeding him。 What with getting up the case; summoning witnesses; paying their expenses; and carrying out the sentence; it costs a lot to go through all the proper formalities before you can get quit of one of these good…for…nothings; over and above the three thousand francs that you are going to have。 There is a saving in time as well。 One good thrust of the bayonet into Trompe…la… Mort's paunch will prevent scores of crimes; and save fifty scoundrels from following his example; they will be very careful to keep themselves out of the police courts。 That is doing the work of the police thoroughly; and true philanthropists will tell you that it is better to prevent crime than to punish it。〃

〃And you do a service to our country;〃 said Poiret。

〃Really; you are talking in a very sensible manner tonight; that you are
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