inger。 They are not permitted to be human； they are required to be for ever divine and for ever impeccable。 So one glance exchanged between Mme。 de Bargeton and Lucien outweighed twelve years of Zizine's connection with Francis in the social balance； and a squeeze of the hand drew down all the thunders of the Charente upon the lovers。
David had brought a little secret hoard back with him from Paris； and it was this sum that he set aside for the expenses of his marriage and for the building of the second floor in his father's house。 His father's house it was； but； after all； was he not working for himself？ It would all be his again some day； and his father was sixty…eight years old。 So David build a timbered second story for Lucien； so as not to put too great a strain on the old rifted house…walls。 He took pleasure in making the rooms where the fair Eve was to spend her life as brave as might be。
It was a time of blithe and unmixed happiness for the friends。 Lucien was tired of the shabbiness of provincial life； and weary of the sordid frugality that looked on a five…franc piece as a fortune； but he bore the hardships and the pinching thrift without grumbling。 His moody looks had been succeeded by an expression of radiant hope。 He saw the star shining above his head； he had dreams of a great time to come； and built the fabric of his good fortune on M。 de Bargeton's tomb。 M。 de Bargeton； troubled with indigestion from time to time； cherished the happy delusion that indigestion after dinner was a complaint to be cured by a hearty supper。
By the beginning of September； Lucien had ceased to be a printer's foreman； he was M。 de Rubempre； housed sumptuously in comparison with his late quarters in the tumbledown attic with the dormer…window； where 〃young Chardon〃 had lived in L'Houmeau； he was not even a 〃man of L'Houmeau〃； he lived in the heights of Angouleme； and dined four times a week with Mme。 de Bargeton。 A friendship had grown up between M。 de Rubempre and the Bishop； and he went to the palace。 His occupations put him upon a level with the highest rank； his name would be one day among the great names of France； and； in truth； as he went to and fro in his apartments； the pretty sitting…room； the charming bedroom； and the tastefully furnished study； he might console himself for the thought that he drew thirty francs every month out of his mother's and sister's hard earnings； for he saw the day approaching when An Archer of Charles IX。； the historical romance on which he had been at work for two years； and a volume of verse entitled Marguerites； should spread his fame through the world of literature； and bring in money enough to repay them all； his mother and sister and David。 So； grown great in his own eyes； and giving ear to the echoes of his name in the future； he could accept present sacrifices with noble assurance； he smiled at his poverty； he relished the sense of these last days of penury。
Eve and David had set Lucien's happiness before their own。 They had put off their wedding； for it took some time to paper and paint their rooms； and to buy the furniture； and Lucien's affairs had been settled first。 No one who knew Lucien could wonder at their devotion。 Lucien was so engaging； he had such winning ways； his impatience and his desires were so graciously expressed； that his cause was always won before he opened his mouth to speak。 This unlucky gift of fortune； if it is the salvation of some； is the ruin of many more。 Lucien and his like find a world predisposed in favor of youth and good looks； and ready to protect those who give it pleasure with the selfish good… nature that flings alms to a beggar； if he appeals to the feelings and awakens emotion； and in this favor many a grown child is content to bask instead of putting it to a profitable use。 With mistaken notions as to the significance and the motive of social relations they imagine that they shall always meet with deceptive smiles； and so at last the moment comes for them when the world leaves them bald； stripped bare； without fortune or worth； like an elderly coquette by the door of a salon； or a stray rag in the gutter。
Eve herself had wished for the delay。 She meant to establish the little household on the most economical footing； and to buy only strict necessaries； but what could two lovers refuse to a brother who watched his sister at her work； and said in tones that came from the heart； 〃How I wish I could sew！〃 The sober； observant David had shared in the devotion； and yet； since Lucien's triumph； David had watched him with misgivings； he was afraid that Lucien would change towards them； afraid that he would look down upon their homely ways。 Once or twice； to try his brother； David had made him choose between home pleasures and the great world； and saw that Lucien gave up the delights of vanity for them； and exclaimed to himself； 〃They will not spoil him for us！〃 Now and again the three friends and Mme。 Chardon arranged picnic parties in provincial fashiona walk in the woods along the Charente； not far from Angouleme； and dinner out on the grass； David's apprentice bringing the basket of provisions to some place appointed before…hand； and at night they would come back； tired somewhat； but the whole excursion had not cost three francs。 On great occasion； when they dined at a restaurat； as it is called； a sort of a country inn； a compromise between a provincial wineshop and a Parisian guinguette； they would spend as much as five francs； divided between David and the Chardons。 David gave his brother infinite credit for forsaking Mme。 de Bargeton and grand dinners for these days in the country； and the whole party made much of the great man of Angouleme。
Matters had gone so far； that the new home was very nearly ready； and David had gone over to Marsac to persuade his father to come to the wedding； not without a hope that the old man might relent at the sight of his daughter…in…law； and give something towards the heavy expenses of the alterations； when there befell one of those events which entirely change the face of things in a small town。
Lucien and Louise had a spy in Chatelet； a spy who watched； with the persistence of a hate in which avarice and passion are blended； for an opportunity of making a scandal。 Sixte meant that Mme。 de Bargeton should compromise herself with Lucien in such a way that she should be 〃lost；〃 as the saying goes； so he posed as Mme。 de Bargeton's humble confidant； admired Lucien in the Rue du Minage； and pulled him to pieces everywhere else。 Nais had gradually given him les petites entrees； in the language of the court； for the lady no longer mistrusted her elderly admirer； but Chatelet had taken too much for grantedlove was still in the Platonic stage； to the great despair of Louise and Lucien。
There are； for that matter； love affairs which start with a good or a bad beginning； as you prefer to take it。 Two creatures launch into the tactics of sentiment； they talk when they should be acting； and skirmish in the open instead of settling down to a siege。 And so they grow tired of one another； expend their longings in empty space； and； having time for reflection； come to their own conclusions about each other。 Many a passion that has taken the field in gorgeous array； with colors flying and an ardor fit to turn the world upside down； has turned home again without a victory； inglorious and crestfallen； cutting but a foolish figure after these vain alarums and excursions。 Such mishaps are sometimes due to the diffidence of youth； sometimes to the demurs of an inexperienced woman； for old players at this game seldom end in a fiasco of this kind。
Provincial life； moreover； is singularly well calculated to keep desire unsatisfied and maintain a lover's arguments on the intellectual plane； while； at the same time； the very obstacles placed in the way of the sweet intercourse which binds lovers so closely each to each； hurry ardent souls on towards extreme measures。 A system of espionage of the most minute and intricate kind underlies provincial life； every house is transparent； the solace of close friendships which break no moral law is scarcely allowed； and such outrageously scandalous constructions are put upon the most innocent human intercourse； that many a woman's character is taken away without cause。 One here and there； weighed down by her unmerited punishment； will regret that she has never known to the full the forbidden felicity for which she is suffering。 The world； which blames and criticises with a superficial knowledge of the patent facts in which a long inward struggle ends； is in reality a prime agent in bringing such scandals about； and those whose voices are loudest in condemnation of the alleged misconduct of some slandered woman never give a thought to the immediate provocation of the overt step。 That step many a woman only takes after she has been unjustly accused and condemned； and Mme。 de Bargeton was now on the verge of this anomalous position。
The obstacles at the outset of a passion of this kind are alarming to inexperience； and those in the way of the two lovers were very like the bonds by which the population of Lilliput throttled Gulliver； a multiplicity of nothings； which made all movement impossi