XIII
PREFACE BEFORE LETTERING
Once in possession of the information
furnished by the landlady of the Mulet and by the
sub-prefect Antonin Goulard, Monsieur de Trailles had
soon arranged his plan of electoral operations, and
this plan evinces itself so readily that the reader
must already have perceived it.
To the candidacy of Simon Giguet,
the wily agent of the government policy suddenly and
abruptly opposed that of Phileas Beauvisage; and in
spite of the nullity and unfitness of that individual
this new combination, we must admit, had several incontestable
chances of success. In the light of his municipal
halo Beauvisage had one enormous advantage with the
mass of indifferent voters; as mayor of the town his
name was known to them. Logic has much more to
do with the conducting of matters and things here
below than it seems to have; it is like a woman to
whom, after many infidelities, we still return.
What common-sense prescribes is that voters called
upon to choose their representative in public matters
should be thoroughly informed as to his capacity,
his honesty, and his general character. Too often,
in practice, unfortunate twists are given to this principle;
but whenever the electoral sheep, left to their own
instincts, can persuade themselves that they are voting
from their own intelligence and their own lights,
we may be certain to see them following that line
eagerly and with a sentiment of self-love. Now
to know a man’s name, electorally speaking,
is a good beginning toward a knowledge of the man
himself.
Passing from indifferent to interested
electors, we may be sure that Phileas was certain
of rallying to himself the Gondreville party, now
deprived by death of their own candidate. The
question for them was to punish the presumption of
Simon Giguet, and any candidate would be acceptable
to the viceroy of Arcis. The mere nomination of
a man against his grandson was a flagrant act of hostility
and ingratitude, and a check to the count’s
provincial importance which must be removed and punished
at any cost.
Still, when the first news of his
electoral ambition reached his father-in-law, Beauvisage
was met by an astonishment little flattering to his
feelings and not encouraging. The old notary had
gauged his son-in-law once for all, and to his just
and upright mind the idea of Phileas as a public man
produced in its way the disagreeable effect that discordant
instruments produce upon the ear. If it be true
that no man is a prophet in his own country, he is
often even less so in his own family. Still,
the first impression once passed, Grevin would doubtless
acclimatize himself to the idea of an expedient which
would chime in with the plans he had already made
for Severine’s future. Besides, for the
safety of Gondreville’s interests, so seriously
threatened, what sacrifice of his own opinion would
the old notary not have made?
With the legitimist and the republican
parties who could have no weight in the election,
except that of increasing a majority, the candidacy
of Beauvisage had a singular recommendation,—namely,
his utter incapacity. Conscious of not possessing
sufficient strength to elect a deputy of their own,
the two extremes of the antidynastic opposition seized,
almost with ardor, the opportunity to stick a thorn
in the side in what they called “the present
order of things,” and it might confidently be
expected that in this frame of mind they would joyfully
and with all their hearts support a candidate so supremely
ridiculous that a large slice of the ridicule must
fall upon the government which supported him.
Moreover, in the opinions of the Left-Centre
which had provisionally adopted Simon Giguet as its
candidate, this move of Beauvisage was likely to produce
a serious split; for he too had declared himself a
man of the dynastic opposition, and, until further
orders, Monsieur de Trailles (though all the while
assuring him of the support of the ministry) encouraged
his retaining that political tint, which was clearly
the most popular in that region. But whatever
baggage of political convictions the incorruptible
deputy of Arcis might bring with him to Paris, his
horoscope was drawn: it was very certain that
after his first appearance in the salons of the Tuileries
an august seduction would make a henchman of him,
if ministerial blandishments had not already produced
that result.
The public side of this matter being
thus well-planned and provided for, the ministerial
agent could turn his attention to the personal aspect
of the question, namely, that of turning the stuff
he was making into a deputy to the still further use
of being made into a father-in-law.
First point, the dot; second
point, the daughter; and both appeared to suit him.
The first did not dazzle him; but as to the second,
he did not conceal from himself the imperfections
of a provincial education which he should have to
unmake, but this was no serious objection to his sapient
conjugal pedagogy.
Madame Beauvisage, when the matter
was laid before her, swept her husband into it at
a single bound. Maxime recognized her for an
ambitious woman who, in spite of her forty-four years,
still had the air of being conscious of a heart.
Hence he saw that the game had better begin with a
false attack on her to fall back later on the daughter.
How far these advanced works could be pushed, circumstances
would show. In either case, Maxime was well aware
that his title, his reputation as a man of the world,
and his masterly power of initiating them into the
difficult and elegant mysteries of Parisian society
were powerful reasons to bind the two women to him,
not to speak of their gratitude for the political
success of Monsieur Beauvisage of which he was the
author.
But however all this might be, his
matrimonial campaign offered one very serious difficulty.
The consent of old Grevin would have to be obtained,
and he was not a man to allow Cecile to be married
without investigating to its depths the whole past
of a suitor. This inquiry made, was it not to
be feared that the thirty years’ stormy biography
of a roue would seem to the cautious old man a poor
security for the future?
However, the species of governmental
mission with which Monsieur de Trailles appeared in
Arcis might seem to be an offset and even a condonation
that would neutralize the effect of such disclosures.
By getting the Comte de Gondreville to confide the
news of that mission to old Grevin before it was publicly
made known, he had flattered the old man’s vanity
and obtained a certain foothold in his mind.
Moreover, he determined, when the time came, to forestall
the old notary’s distrust by seeming to distrust
himself, and to propose, as a precaution against his
old habits of extravagance, to introduce a clause
into the marriage-contract providing for the separation
of property and settling the wife’s fortune
upon herself. In this way he gave security against
any return to his old habits of prodigality. As
for himself, it was his affair to obtain such empire
over his wife by the power of sentiment that he could
recover practically the marital power of which the
contract dispossessed him.
At first nothing occurred to contradict
the wisdom and clearsightedness of all these intentions.
The Beauvisage candidacy being made public took fire
like a train of gunpowder, and Monsieur de Trailles
was able to feel such assurance of the success of his
efforts that he wrote to Rastignac informing him of
the fortunate and highly successful progress of his
mission.
But, all of a sudden, in face of the
triumphant Beauvisage rose another candidate; and,
be it said in passing for the sake of our history,
this rivalry presented itself under such exceptional
and unforeseen circumstances that it changed what
might have been a trivial electoral struggle into
a drama possessing wider and more varied interests.
The man who now appears in this narrative
will play so considerable a part in it that it seems
necessary to install him, as it were, by means of
retrospective and somewhat lengthy explanations.
But to suspend the course of the narrative for this
purpose would be to fly in the face of every rule
of art and expose the present pious guardian of literary
orthodoxy to the wrath of critics. In presence
of this difficulty, the author would find himself
greatly embarrassed, if his lucky star had not placed
in his hands a correspondence in which, with a vim
and animation that he himself could never have imparted
to them, all the details that are essential to a full
explanation will be found related.
These letters must be read with attention.
They bring upon the scene many persons already well-known
in the Comedy of Human Life, and they reveal a vast
number of facts necessary to the understanding and
development of the present drama. Their statements
made, and brought to the point where we now seem to
abandon our narrative, the course of that narrative
will, without concussion and quite naturally, resume
its course; and we like to persuade ourselves that,
by thus introducing this series of letters, the unity
of our tale, which seemed for a moment in danger,
will be maintained.