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〃Two of them！〃 cried the portly Sylvie； who did not recognize the lady of the first visit。
A few days later； and another young ladya tall； well…moulded brunette； with dark hair and bright eyescame to ask for M。 Goriot。
〃Three of them！〃 said Sylvie。
Then the second daughter； who had first come in the morning to see her father； came shortly afterwards in the evening。 She wore a ball dress； and came in a carriage。
〃Four of them！〃 commented Mme。 Vauquer and her plump handmaid。 Sylvie saw not a trace of resemblance between this great lady and the girl in her simple morning dress who had entered her kitchen on the occasion of her first visit。
At that time Goriot was paying twelve hundred francs a year to his landlady； and Mme。 Vauquer saw nothing out of the common in the fact that a rich man had four or five mistresses； nay； she thought it very knowing of him to pass them off as his daughters。 She was not at all inclined to draw a hard…and…fast line； or to take umbrage at his sending for them to the Maison Vauquer； yet； inasmuch as these visits explained her boarder's indifference to her； she went so far （at the end of the second year） as to speak of him as an 〃ugly old wretch。〃 When at length her boarder declined to nine hundred francs a year； she asked him very insolently what he took her house to be； after meeting one of these ladies on he stairs。 Father Goriot answered that the lady was his eldest daughter。
〃So you have two or three dozen daughters； have you？〃 said Mme。 Vauquer sharply。
〃I have only two；〃 her boarder answered meekly； like a ruined man who is broken in to all the cruel usage of misfortune。
Towards the end of the third year Father Goriot reduced his expenses still further； he went up to the third story； and now paid forty…five francs a month。 He did without snuff； told his hairdresser that he no longer required his services； and gave up wearing powder。 When Goriot appeared for the first time in this condition； an exclamation of astonishment broke from his hostess at the color of his haira dingy olive gray。 He had grown sadder day by day under the influence of some hidden trouble； among all the faces round the table； his was the most woe…begone。 There was no longer any doubt。 Goriot was an elderly libertine； whose eyes had only been preserved by the skill of the physician from the malign influence of the remedies necessitated by the state of his health。 The disgusting color of his hair was a result of his excesses and of the drugs which he had taken that he might continue his career。 The poor old man's mental and physical condition afforded some grounds for the absurd rubbish talked about him。 When his outfit was worn out； he replaced the fine linen by calico at fourteen sous the ell。 His diamonds； his gold snuff…box； watch…chain and trinkets； disappeared one by one。 He had left off wearing the corn…flower blue coat； and was sumptuously arrayed； summer as well as winter； in a coarse chestnut…brown coat； a plush waistcoat； and doeskin breeches。 He grew thinner and thinner； his legs were shrunken； his cheeks； once so puffed out by contented bourgeois prosperity； were covered with wrinkles； and the outlines of the jawbones were distinctly visible； there were deep furrows in his forehead。 In the fourth year of his residence in the Rue Neuve…Sainte… Genevieve he was no longer like his former self。 The hale vermicelli manufacturer； sixty…two years of age； who had looked scarce forty； the stout； comfortable； prosperous tradesman； with an almost bucolic air； and such a brisk demeanor that it did you good to look at him； the man with something boyish in his smile； had suddenly sunk into his dotage； and had become a feeble； vacillating septuagenarian。
The keen； bright blue eyes had grown dull； and faded to a steel… gray color； the red inflamed rims looked as though they had shed tears of blood。 He excited feelings of repulsion in some； and of pity in others。 The young medical students who came to the house noticed the drooping of his lower lip and the conformation of the facial angle； and； after teasing him for some time to no purpose； they declared that cretinism was setting in。
One evening after dinner Mme。 Vauquer said half banteringly to him； 〃So those daughters of yours don't come to see you any more； eh？〃 meaning to imply her doubts as to his paternity； but Father Goriot shrank as if his hostess had touched him with a sword… point。
〃They come sometimes；〃 he said in a tremulous voice。
〃Aha！ you still see them sometimes？〃 cried the students。 〃Bravo； Father Goriot！〃
The old man scarcely seemed to hear the witticisms at his expense that followed on the words； he had relapsed into the dreamy state of mind that these superficial observers took for senile torpor； due to his lack of intelligence。 If they had only known； they might have been deeply interested by the problem of his condition； but few problems were more obscure。 It was easy； of course； to find out whether Goriot had really been a vermicelli manufacturer； the amount of his fortune was readily discoverable； but the old people； who were most inquisitive as to his concerns； never went beyond the limits of the Quarter； and lived in the lodging…house much as oysters cling to a rock。 As for the rest； the current of life in Paris daily awaited them； and swept them away with it； so soon as they left the Rue Neuve…Sainte… Genevieve； they forgot the existence of the old man； their butt at dinner。 For those narrow souls； or for careless youth； the misery in Father Goriot's withered face and its dull apathy were quite incompatible with wealth or any sort of intelligence。 As for the creatures whom he called his daughters； all Mme。 Vauquer's boarders were of her opinion。 With the faculty for severe logic sedulously cultivated by elderly women during long evenings of gossip till they can always find an hypothesis to fit all circumstances； she was wont to reason thus：
〃If Father Goriot had daughters of his own as rich as those ladies who came here seemed to be； he would not be lodging in my house； on the third floor； at forty…five francs a month； and he would not go about dressed like a poor man。〃
No objection could be raised to these inferences。 So by the end of the month of November 1819； at the time when the curtain rises on this drama； every one in the house had come to have a very decided opinion as to the poor old man。 He had never had either wife or daughter； excesses had reduced him to this sluggish condition； he was a sort of human mollusk who should be classed among the capulidoe； so one of the dinner contingent； an employe at the Museum； who had a pretty wit of his own。 Poiret was an eagle； a gentleman； compared with Goriot。 Poiret would join the talk； argue； answer when he was spoken to； as a matter of fact； his talk； arguments； and responses contributed nothing to the conversation； for Poiret had a habit of repeating what the others said in different words； still； he did join in the talk； he was alive； and seemed capable of feeling； while Father Goriot （to quote the Museum official again） was invariably at zeroReaumur。
Eugene de Rastignac had just returned to Paris in a state of mind not unknown to young men who are conscious of unusual powers； and to those whose faculties are so stimulated by a difficult position； that for the time being they rise above the ordinary level。
Rastignac's first year of study for the preliminary examinations in law had left him free to see the sights of Paris and to enjoy some of its amusements。 A student has not much time on his hands if he sets himself to learn the repertory of every theatre； and to study the ins and outs of the labyrinth of Paris。 To know its customs； to learn the language； and become familiar with the amusements of the capital； he must explore its recesses； good and bad； follow the studies that please him best； and form some idea of the treasures contained in galleries and museums。
At this stage of his career a student grows eager and excited about all sorts of follies that seem to him to be of immense importance。 He has his hero； his great man； a professor at the College de France； paid to talk down to the level of his audience。 He adjusts his cravat； and strikes various attitudes for the benefit of the women in the first galleries at the Opera… Comique。 As he passes through all these successive initiations； and breaks out of his sheath； the horizons of life widen around him； and at length he grasps the plan of society with the different human strata of which it is composed。
If he begins by admiring the procession of carriages on sunny afternoons in the Champs…Elysees； he soon reaches the further stage of envying their owners。 Unconsciously； Eugene had served his apprenticeship before he went back to Angouleme for the long vacation after taking his degrees as bachelor of arts and bachelor of law。 The illusions of childhood had vanished； so also had the ideas he brought with him from the provinces； he had returned thither with an intelligence developed； with loftier ambitions； and saw things as they were at home in the old manor house。 His father and mother； his two brothers and two sisters； with an aged aunt； whose whole fortune consisted in annuities； lived on the