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Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Welfare of the Poor

red and black 司湯達 3335Words 2023-02-05
The curate of Verrières was an old man of eighty, but the fresh mountain air had given him a body and a character cast in iron.It should be known that he has the right to visit prisons, hospitals, and even beggars' shelters at any time.M. Appel, who had been recommended to the curate by Paris, was clever enough to arrive at six o'clock in the morning in a small town whose inhabitants were curious.On his arrival he went straight to the rectory. Father Chelan read de .The Marquis de La Mole wrote him a letter, and he pondered for a long time.The Marquis is a member of the French House of Nobility and the largest landowner in the province.

The priest thought to himself: I am old and loved here, they dare not!He turned immediately to the Monsieur from Paris.In spite of his advanced age, his eyes still blazed with fire, expressing his willingness to engage in a more or less dangerous noble deed. come with me sir.Please do not express any opinion in front of the guards, especially in front of the stewards of the beggar's shelter, no matter what we see.M. Appel knew that he had met a good-hearted man; he followed the venerable curate through prisons, hospitals, and asylums, asking many questions, and though the answers were strange, he refrained from revealing any accusations. .

The visit lasted several hours.The priest invited M. Appel to lunch.Mr. Appel, not wishing to complicate his good friend any further, pretended that he had several letters to write.Around three o'clock, the two gentlemen returned to the prison after finishing their inspection of the beggar's asylum.At the gate they met the warden, a gigantic fellow, six feet high, bow-legged, with a hideous face made hideous by terror. ah!Monsieur, as soon as he saw the abbe, he said to him, is this M. Appel with you? so what?said the priest. Yesterday I received the most definite orders not to admit M. Appel, sent by a gendarme sent by the Prefect, who must have been on horseback all night.

I tell you, Monsieur Novaru, said the priest, that the traveler with me is Monsieur Appel.Do you admit that I have a right to enter the prison at any time, day or night, and with whomever I choose? Yes, monsieur abbe, whispered the guard, bowing his head like a dog that is reluctant to obey the rod, but, monsieur abbe, I have a wife and children, and if anyone denounces me, they will dismiss me; This post lives. I was also upset that my job was lost.said the good priest, his voice growing more and more excited. That's different!The guard is in a hurry, you, Monsieur abbe, everyone knows that you have a pension of eight hundred livres, a good estate

This is the whole story of the matter, but in the past two days, the city has been full of wind and rain, with different opinions, and some people have added embellishments, stirring up all kinds of hatred-filled emotions in the small town of Verrières.Right now.The little quarrel between Mr. Rainer and his wife was about this.In the morning he took Monsieur Valenod, the director of the beggar's asylum, to the parson's house, and expressed his strongest displeasure to him.Mr. Chelan has no background and feels the weight of their words. Well, gentlemen!I am eighty years old, and I will be the third parish priest in the neighborhood to be dismissed.I have been here fifty-six years; I have baptized nearly the entire population of this city, which was a small town when I came.I officiate weddings for young people every day, and I also officiated at their grandfather's wedding in the past.Verrières is my home, but I thought to myself when I saw this stranger: This man is from Paris, and perhaps he is really a Liberal, there are too many of them; but what harm can he do to our poor and prisoners? Woolen cloth?

De.M. Rainer's accusations, and especially those of M. Valenod, director of the beggar's asylum, became more and more violent. Well, gentlemen, remove me!The old priest shouted, his voice trembling, but I still want to live here.You know that I inherited a piece of land forty-eight years ago, with an income of eight hundred livres a year.I can live on these incomes.I didn't have any savings during my tenure, and maybe that's why, gentlemen, I'm less frightened when someone talks to me about dismissal. De.Monsieur Rainer got on very well with his wife, but he did not know how to answer her timidly repeated question: How could this gentleman from Paris do any harm to the prisoners?He was on the verge of losing his temper when his wife let out a cry of alarm.It turned out that her second son had climbed the parapet of the retaining wall and was still running on it, and the retaining wall was twenty feet above the vineyard beyond the wall, de.Mrs. Rainer was afraid that the child would be frightened and fall, and she dared not speak to him.The child, proud of his feat, at last caught sight of his mother, saw her pale face, jumped out onto the promenade, and ran towards her.He got a good beating.

This little incident reversed the course of the conversation. I must get Sorel, the sawmill's son, into the house, deMr. Rainer said, let him take care of the children, they are getting more and more naughty, and we can't control it.He's a priest, or something like that, and he's got a good command of Latin, and he'll make the boys progress, because the priest says he's a strong character.I'll give him three hundred francs and let him eat.I used to have some doubts about his character, he was the favorite of the old surgeon, Knight of the Order of Honor, and the doctor lived in their house under the pretense of being a relative.This man was in fact probably an agent of the Liberal Party, and he said that the air of our hills was good for his rheumatism, but this has not been proved.He took part in Buonabald's campaigns in Italy, and is said to have signed against the establishment of the Empire.This Liberal taught Latin to the younger Soler, and left to him a great deal of books which he had brought with him.So I would never have thought of letting the carpenter's son be with our children, but the day before the quarrel that caused us to fall out, the priest told me that Soler had studied theology for three years and was going to enter theology. Academy, therefore, he is not a Liberal, he is a Latin scholar.

There is another reason for this arrangement, De.Monsieur Rainer went on, looking at his wife with a diplomat's air. Valenod had just bought two Norman horses for his cabriolet, and he was very proud, but he didn't pay for the children. teacher. He'll take this one from us. So you agree with my plan?De.Mr. Rainer said, smiling at her as a thank you for the good idea just now, well, it's settled. Ah, God!Dear friend, how quickly you make up your mind! This is because I am a strong character, and the priest has already experienced it.We have nothing to hide, we are here surrounded by Liberals.All those drapers are jealous of me, I'm sure of it; two or three of them are getting rich; well, I'd love to show them D.How Mr. Rainer's children walked with their governess.They can't help but be in awe.My grandfather used to tell me that he had a governess when he was a child.It cost me about a hundred crowns, but this expense should be considered necessary in order to maintain our status.

De.Mrs. Rainer was silent, this decision was too sudden.This woman was tall and slender, and she was once a famous local beauty, as everyone in the mountains said.She had a certain simplicity in her manner, and a youthful vigor in her gestures; to a Parisian, this innocent and lively natural charm would even arouse tender pleasures, and make people dreamy, de.Madame Rainer would have been ashamed to know that she would have such success.What coquettishness, coyness, such things have never approached this heart.It was said that M. Valenod, the head of the rich beggar's asylum, had pursued her unsuccessfully, and this had given her a great virtue, for this M. Valenod was young, tall, powerful, and rosy. , with a thick and black beard, is the kind of rough, unrestrained, and chattering person that the provincials call a handsome man.

De.Madame Rainer is very shy and seems to have a very peaceful temperament. She especially hates Mr. Valenod's constant movement and his loud voice.Her distance from what the Villiers call happiness makes one think that she is very proud of her parentage.She didn't care too much, and she was very happy to see that fewer and fewer male residents of the city came to her house.We needn't hide that she was a fool in the eyes of their wives, because she hadn't the slightest bit of scheming to do with her husband, and to pass up some good chance of having a nice hat bought for her from Paris or Besançon.As long as everyone can let her walk freely in her beautiful garden alone, she will be satisfied.

She was an innocent woman who never thought of judging her husband or admitting that he bored her.She guessed, and of course she didn't tell herself that the relationship between husband and wife was nothing more than that, and there would be no more intimate relationship.Dang De.She loved Mr Rainer when he talked to her about his plans for the children; he wanted the oldest to go to the army, the second to the courts, and the third to the church.In short, compared with the men she knew, she felt that De.Mr. Rainer was the least annoying. It is reasonable for a wife to say this about her husband.The mayor of Verrières was regarded as a man of good humor and elegance, whose reputation depended on the half-dozen or so jokes he had learned from an uncle.Old Captain De.Rainer, who served in the infantry of the Duke of Orléans before the Revolution, had the honor of entering the prince's drawing room when he went to Paris.There he met De.Mrs. Taylorson, the famous de.Mrs. Genley, Monsieur Ducalet, the inventor of the palace.These characters often appear in Germany.Mr. Rainer's story.However, it had gradually become his business to remember such delicate things to tell, so that of late he repeated these anecdotes about the Orleans family only on important occasions.Besides, as long as money is not discussed, he is indeed polite, so he is rightly regarded as the most aristocratic figure in Verrières.
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