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Illustrator: Adrian Marcel
THE SEVEN CARDINAL SINS
LUXURY
BY EUGENE SUE
Edition de Luxe
No. 505
PAGE
"'MONSEIGNEUR, LISTEN TO ME'" 125
"'IT IS NO'" 158
"'YOU SHALL NOT ESCAPE ME'" 242
"THE MOST DELICATE GAME WAS SUSPENDED" 324
Luxury and Gluttony
MADELEINE
LUXURY.
The palace of the ?lys?e-Bourbon,--the old h?tel of the Marquise de Pompadour,--situated in the middle of the Faubourg St. Honor?, was, previous to the last revolution, furnished, as every one knows, for the occupancy of foreign royal highnesses,--Roman Catholic, Protestant, or Mussulman, from the princes of the German confederation to Ibrahim Pacha.
About the end of the month of July, in a year long past, at eleven o'clock in the morning, several young secretaries and gentlemen belonging to the retinue of his Royal Highness, the Archduke Leopold Maximilian, who had occupied the ?lys?e for six weeks, met in one of the official parlours of the palace.
"The review on the Field of Mars in honour of his Royal Highness is prolonged," remarked one of the company. "The audience of the prince will be crowded this morning."
"The fact is," replied another, "five or six persons have already been waiting a half-hour, and monseigneur, in his rigorous military punctuality, will regret this enforced delay."
Then one of the doors opened; a young man not more than twenty years old at most, a guest of the house, crossed the parlour, and entered an adjoining chamber, after having saluted, with mingled kindness and embarrassment, the speakers, who rose upon seeing him, thus testifying a deference which seemed unwarranted by his age and position.
When he had disappeared, one of the gentlemen, alluding to him, said:
"Poor Count Frantz, always so timid! A young girl of fifteen, just out of the convent, would have more assurance! To look at him, who would believe him capable of such rare bravery, and that, too, for three years in the Caucasus war? And that he came so valiantly and brilliantly out of that duel forced on him in Vienna? I, gentlemen, picture to myself Count Frantz modestly dropping his eyes as he gave the Circassians a thrust of his sword."
"Besides, I believe that his Royal Highness makes a decided convenience of the ingenuousness of his son--"
"The devil! No indiscretion, dear sir!"
"Let me finish, please. I say that monseigneur makes a convenience of the unconquerable ingenuousness of his godson."
"Well and good. And I think with you that the prince does not see this handsome boy exposed to the temptations of wicked Paris, without some anxiety. But what are you smiling at, my dear sir?"
"Nothing."
"Do you think that Count Frantz has had some love affair, in spite of his apparent innocence?"
"You can see after a little, gentlemen, all the fine things a smile may mean, for I call you to witness I am satisfied with smiling."
"Seriously, my dear sir, what do you think of Count Frantz?"
"I think nothing, I say nothing, I shall be as mute as a diplomatist whose interest it is to keep silent, or as a young officer of the noble guards when he passes, for the first time, under the inspection of monseigneur."
"The truth is, the prince has a glance which intimidates the boldest. But to return to Count Frantz."
This conversation was interrupted by a number of persons who entered the official chamber.
The newcomers banished the thought of Count Frantz, and two or three voices asked at once:
"Well, what about your sightseeing? Is this famous manufactory in the Faubourg St. Marceau worth the trouble of a visit?"
"For my part, gentlemen, I am always very curious about the construction of machinery," replied one who had just entered. "The whole morning has been interesting, and I declare M. Charles Dutertre, the proprietor of this factory, one of the most accomplished and intelligent machinists that I know, besides being a most agreeable man; I intend to persuade monseigneur to visit his workshops."
"Well and good, my dear sir; we will not accuse you of wasting your time in frivolities, but I have not such high pretensions, and my pretension is only in a state of hope."
"And what hope?"
"To be invited to dine with the celebrated Doctor Gasterini."
"The most illustrious, the most profound gourmand of Europe."
"They say, really, that his table is an ideal of the paradise of gourmands."
"I do not know, alas! if this paradise will be as open to me as the other, but I hope so."
"I confess my weakness. Of all that I have seen in Paris, what has most charmed me, fascinated me, dazzled me, I will even say instructed--"
"Well, is what?"
"It is--our proud and modest Germany will blush at the blasphemy--it is--"
"Do finish!"
"It is the Mabille ball!"
The laughter and the exclamations provoked by this frank avowal lasted until one of the secretaries of the archduke entered, holding two letters in his hand, and saying, gaily:
"Gentlemen, fresh news from Bologna and Venice!"
"Bravo, my dear Ulrik, what news?"
"The most curious, the most extraordinary in the world!"
"Really?"
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