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〃Then you haven't heard the news？〃 said Eugene。 〃Vautrin was an escaped convict； they have just arrested him； and young Taillefer is dead。〃
〃Very well； but what business is it of ours？〃 replied Father Goriot。 〃I am going to dine with my daughter in YOUR HOUSE； do you understand？ She is expecting you。 Come！〃
He carried off Rastignac with him by main force； and they departed in as great a hurry as a pair of eloping lovers。
〃Now； let us have dinner；〃 cried the painter； and every one drew his chair to the table。
〃Well； I never；〃 said the portly Sylvie。 〃Nothing goes right to… day！ The haricot mutton has caught！ Bah！ you will have to eat it； burned as it is； more's the pity！〃
Mme。 Vauquer was so dispirited that she could not say a word as she looked round the table and saw only ten people where eighteen should be； but every one tried to comfort and cheer her。 At first the dinner contingent； as was natural； talked about Vautrin and the day's events； but the conversation wound round to such topics of interest as duels； jails； justice； prison life； and alterations that ought to be made in the laws。 They soon wandered miles away from Jacques Collin and Victorine and her brother。 There might be only ten of them； but they made noise enough for twenty； indeed； there seemed to be more of them than usual； that was the only difference between yesterday and to…day。 Indifference to the fate of others is a matter of course in this selfish world； which； on the morrow of tragedy； seeks among the events of Paris for a fresh sensation for its daily renewed appetite； and this indifference soon gained the upper hand。 Mme。 Vauquer herself grew calmer under the soothing influence of hope； and the mouthpiece of hope was the portly Sylvie。
That day had gone by like a dream for Eugene； and the sense of unreality lasted into the evening； so that； in spite of his energetic character and clear…headedness； his ideas were a chaos as he sat beside Goriot in the cab。 The old man's voice was full of unwonted happiness； but Eugene had been shaken by so many emotions that the words sounded in his ears like words spoken in a dream。
〃It was finished this morning！ All three of us are going to dine there together； together！ Do you understand？ I have not dined with my Delphine； my little Delphine； these four years； and I shall have her for a whole evening！ We have been at your lodging the whole time since morning。 I have been working like a porter in my shirt sleeves； helping to carry in the furniture。 Aha！ you don't know what pretty ways she has； at table she will look after me； 'Here； papa； just try this； it is nice。' And I shall not be able to eat。 Oh； it is a long while since I have been with her in quiet every…day life as we shall have her。〃
〃It really seems as if the world has been turned upside down。〃
〃Upside down？〃 repeated Father Goriot。 〃Why； the world has never been so right…side up。 I see none but smiling faces in the streets； people who shake hands cordially and embrace each other； people who all look as happy as if they were going to dine with their daughter； and gobble down a nice little dinner that she went with me to order of the chef at the Cafe des Anglais。 But； pshaw！ with her beside you gall and wormwood would be as sweet as honey。〃
〃I feel as if I were coming back to life again；〃 said Eugene。
〃Why； hurry up there！〃 cried Father Goriot； letting down the window in front。 〃Get on faster； I will give you five francs if you get to the place I told you of in ten minutes time。〃
With this prospect before him the cabman crossed Paris with miraculous celerity。
〃How that fellow crawls！〃 said Father Goriot。
〃But where are you taking me？〃 Eugene asked him。
〃To your own house；〃 said Goriot。
The cab stopped in the Rue d'Artois。 Father Goriot stepped out first and flung ten francs to the man with the recklessness of a widower returning to bachelor ways。
〃Come along upstairs；〃 he said to Rastignac。 They crossed a courtyard； and climbed up to the third floor of a new and handsome house。 There they stopped before a door； but before Goriot could ring； it was opened by Therese； Mme。 de Nucingen's maid。 Eugene found himself in a charming set of chambers； an ante…room； a little drawing…room； a bedroom； and a study； looking out upon a garden。 The furniture and the decorations of the little drawing…room were of the most daintily charming description； the room was full of soft light； and Delphine rose up from a low chair by the fire and stood before him。 She set her fire…screen down on the chimney…piece； and spoke with tenderness in every tone of her voice。
〃So we had to go in search of you； sir； you who are so slow to understand！〃
Therese left the room。 The student took Delphine in his arms and held her in a tight clasp； his eyes filled with tears of joy。 This last contrast between his present surroundings and the scenes he had just witnessed was too much for Rastignac's over… wrought nerves； after the day's strain and excitement that had wearied heart and brain； he was almost overcome by it。
〃I felt sure myself that he loved you；〃 murmured Father Goriot； while Eugene lay back bewildered on the sofa； utterly unable to speak a word or to reason out how and why the magic wand had been waved to bring about this final transformation scene。
〃But you must see your rooms；〃 said Mme。 de Nucingen。 She took his hand and led him into a room carpeted and furnished like her own； indeed； down to the smallest details； it was a reproduction in miniature of Delphine's apartment。
〃There is no bed；〃 said Rastignac。
〃No； monsieur；〃 she answered； reddening； and pressing his hand。 Eugene； looking at her； understood； young though he yet was； how deeply modesty is implanted in the heart of a woman who loves。
〃You are one of those beings whom we cannot choose but to adore for ever；〃 he said in her ear。 〃Yes； the deeper and truer love is； the more mysterious and closely veiled it should be； I can dare to say so； since we understand each other so well。 No one shall learn our secret。〃
〃Oh！ so I am nobody； I suppose；〃 growled the father。
〃You know quite well that 'we' means you。〃
〃Ah！ that is what I wanted。 You will not mind me； will you？ I shall go and come like a good fairy who makes himself felt everywhere without being seen； shall I not？ Eh； Delphinette； Ninette； Dedelwas it not a good idea of mine to say to you； 'There are some nice rooms to let in the Rue d'Artois； let us furnish them for him？' And she would not hear of it！ Ah！ your happiness has been all my doing。 I am the author of your happiness and of your existence。 Fathers must always be giving if they would be happy themselves； always givingthey would not be fathers else。〃
〃Was that how it happened？〃 asked Eugene。
〃Yes。 She would not listen to me。 She was afraid that people would talk； as if the rubbish that they say about you were to be compared with happiness！ Why； all women dream of doing what she has done〃
Father Goriot found himself without an audience； for Mme。 de Nucingen had led Rastignac into the study； he heard a kiss given and taken； low though the sound was。
The study was furnished as elegantly as the other rooms； and nothing was wanting there。
〃Have we guessed your wishes rightly？〃 she asked； as they returned to the drawing…room for dinner。
〃Yes；〃 he said； 〃only too well； alas！ For all this luxury so well carried out； this realization of pleasant dreams； the elegance that satisfies all the romantic fancies of youth； appeals to me so strongly that I cannot but feel that it is my rightful possession； but I cannot accept it from you； and I am too poor as yet to〃
〃Ah！ ah！ you say me nay already；〃 she said with arch imperiousness； and a charming little pout of the lips； a woman's way of laughing away scruples。
But Eugene had submitted so lately to that solemn self… questioning； and Vautrin's arrest had so plainly shown him the depths of the pit that lay ready to his feet； that the instincts of generosity and honor had been strengthened in him； and he could not allow himself to be coaxed into abandoning his high… minded determinations。 Profound melancholy filled his mind。
〃Do you really mean to refuse？〃 said Mme。 de Nucingen。 〃And do you know what such a refusal means？ That you are not sure of yourself； that you do not dare to bind yourself to me。 Are you really afraid of betraying my affection？ If you love me； if I love you； why should you shrink back from such a slight obligation？ If you but knew what a pleasure it has been to see after all the arrangements of this bachelor establishment； you would not hesitate any longer； you would ask me to forgive you for your hesitation。 I had some money that belonged to you； and I have made good use of it； that is all。 You mean this for magnanimity； but it is very little of you。 You are asking me for far more than this。 。 。 。 Ah！〃 she cried； as Eugene's passionate glance was turned on her； 〃and you are making difficulties about the merest trifles。 Of； if you feel no love whatever for me； refuse； by all means。 My fate hangs on a word from you。 Speak！ Father；〃 she said after a pause； 〃make him listen to reason。 Can he imagine that I am less nice than he is on the point of honor？〃
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