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第37章BOOKTHESECOND:THEGOLDENTHREAD(20)

第37章bookthesecond:thegoldenthread(20)

yet,monseigneurhadslowlyfoundthatvulgarembarrassmentscreptintohisaffairs,bothprivateandpublic;andhehad,astobothclassesofaffairs,alliedhimselfperforcewithafarmer-general.astofinancespublic,becausemonseigneurcouldnotmakeanythingatallofthem,andmustconsequentlyletthemouttosomebodywhocould;astofinancesprivate,becausefarmer-generalswererich,andmonseigneur,aftergenerationsofgreatluxuryandexpense,wasgrowingpoor.hencemonseigneurhadtakenhissisterfromaconvent,whiletherewasyettimetowardofftheimpendingveil,thecheapestgarmentshecouldwear,andhadbestowedherasaprizeuponaveryrichfarmer-general,poorinfamily.whichfarmer-general,carryinganappropriatecanewithagoldenappleonthetopofit,wasnowamongthecompanyintheouterrooms,muchprostratedbeforebymankind—alwaysexceptingsuperiormankindofthebloodofmonseigneur,who,hisownwifeincluded,lookeddownuponhimwiththeloftiestcontempt.

asumptuousmanwasthefarmer-general.thirtyhorsesstoodinhisstables,twenty-fourmaledomesticssatinhishalls,sixbody-womenwaitedonhiswife.asonewhopretendedtodonothingbutplunderandforagewherehecould,thefarmer-general—howsoeverhismatrimonialrelationsconducedtosocialmoralitywasatleastthegreatestrealityamongthepersonageswhoattendedatthehotelofmonseigneurthatday.

for,therooms,thoughabeautifulscenetolookat,andadornedwitheverydeviceofdecorationthatthetasteandskillofthetimecouldachieve,were,intruth,notasoundbusiness;consideredwithanyreferencetothescarecrowsintheragsandnightcapselsewhere(andnotsofaroff,either,butthatthewatchingtowersofnotredame,almostequidistantfromthetwoextremes,couldseethemboth),theywouldhavebeenanexceedinglyuncomfortablebusiness—ifthatcouldhavebeenanybody'sbusiness,atthehouseofmonseigneur.militaryofficersdestituteofmilitaryknowledge;navalofficerswithnoideaofaship;civilofficerswithoutanotionofaffairs;brazenecclesiastics,oftheworstworldworldly,withsensualeyes,loosetongues,andlooserlives;alltotallyunfitfortheirseveralcallings,alllyinghorriblyinpretendingtobelongtothem,butallnearlyorremotelyoftheorderofmonseigneur,andthereforefoistedonallpublicemploymentsfromwhichanythingwastobegot;theseweretobetoldoffbythescoreandthescore.peoplenotimmediatelyconnectedwithmonseigneurorthestate,yetequallyunconnectedwithanythingthatwasreal,orwithlivespassedintravellingbyanystraightroadtoanytrueearthlyend,werenolessabundant.doctorswhomadegreatfortunesoutofdaintyremediesforimaginarydisordersthatneverexisted,smiledupontheircourtlypatientsintheante-chambersofmonseigneur.projectorswhohaddiscoveredeverykindofremedyforthelittleevilswithwhichthestatewastouched,excepttheremedyofsettingtoworkinearnesttorootoutasinglesin,pouredtheirdistractingbabbleintoanyearstheycouldlayholdof,atthereceptionofmonseigneur.unbelievingphilosopherswhowereremodellingtheworldwithwords,andmakingcard-towersofbabeltoscaletheskieswith,talkedwithunbelievingchemistswhohadaneyeonthetransmutationofmetals,atthiswonderfulgatheringaccumulatedbymonseigneur.exquisitegentlemenofthefinestbreeding,whichwasatthatremarkabletime—andhasbeensince—tobeknownbyitsfruitsofindifferencetoeverynaturalsubjectofhumaninterest,wereinthemostexemplarystateofexhaustion,atthehotelofmonseigneur.suchhomeshadthesevariousnotabilitiesleftbehindtheminthefineworldofparis,thatthespiesamongtheassembleddevoteesofmonseigneur—formingagoodlyhalfofthepolitecompany—wouldhavefoundithardtodiscoveramongtheangelsofthatsphereonesolitarywife,who,inhermannersandappearance,ownedtobeingamother.indeed,exceptforthemereactofbringingatroublesomecreatureintothisworld—whichdoesnotgofartowardstherealisationofthenameofmother—therewasnosuchthingknowntothefashion.peasantwomenkepttheunfashionablebabiesclose,andbroughtthemup,andcharminggrandmammasofsixtydressedandsuppedasattwenty.

theleprosyofunrealitydisfiguredeveryhumancreatureinattendanceuponmonseigneur.intheoutermostroomwerehalfadozenexceptionalpeoplewhohadhad,forafewyears,somevaguemisgivinginthemthatthingsingeneralweregoingratherwrong.asapromisingwayofsettingthemright,halfofthehalf-dozenhadbecomemembersofafantasticsectofconvulsionists,andwereeventhenconsideringwithinthemselveswhethertheyshouldfoam,rage,roar,andturncatalepticonthespot—therebysettingupahighlyintelligiblefinger-posttothefuture,formonseigneur'sguidance.besidesthesedervishes,wereotherthreewhohadrushedintoanothersect,whichmendedmatterswithajargonabout'thecentreoftruth:'holdingthatmanhadgotoutofthecentreoftruth—whichdidnotneedmuchdemonstration—buthadnotgotoutofthecircumference,andthathewastobekeptfromflyingoutofthecircumference,andwaseventobeshovedbackintothecentre,byfastingandseeingofspirits.amongthese,accordingly,muchdiscoursingwithspiritswenton—anditdidaworldofgoodwhichneverbecamemanifest.

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