。， Thus passed the solemn day which was destined to weight upon the wholelife of the rich and poor heiress, whose sleep was never again to beso calm, nor yet so pure, as it had been up to this moment. It oftenhappens that certain actions of human life seem, literally speaking,improbable, though actual. Is not this because we constantly omit toturn the stream of psychological light upon our impulsivedeterminations, and fail to explain the subtile reasons, mysteriouslyconceived in our minds, which impelled them? Perhaps Eugenie's deeppassion should be analyzed in its most delicate fibres; for it became,scoffers might say, a malady which influenced her whole existence.Many people prefer to deny results rather than estimate the force ofties and links and bonds, which secretly join one fact to another inthe moral order. Here, therefore, Eugenie's past life will offer toobservers of human nature an explanation of her naive want ofreflection and the suddenness of the emotions which overflowed hersoul. The more tranquil her life had been, the more vivid was herwomanly pity, the more simple-minded were the sentiments now developedin her soul.
。， The des Grassins soon learned the facts of the failure and the violentdeath of Guillaume Grandet, and they determined to go to theirclient's house that very evening to commiserate his misfortune andshow him some marks of friendship, with a view of ascertaining themotives which had led him to invite the Cruchots to dinner. Atprecisely five o'clock Monsieur C. de Bonfons and his uncle the notaryarrived in their Sunday clothes. The party sat down to table and beganto dine with good appetites. Grandet was grave, Charles silent,Eugenie dumb, and Madame Grandet did not say more than usual; so thatthe dinner was, very properly, a repast of condolence. When they rosefrom table Charles said to his aunt and uncle,--
So saying, Grandet returned to his private room, where Nanon heard himmoving about, rummaging, and walking to and fro, though with muchprecaution, for he evidently did not wish to wake his wife anddaughter, and above all not to rouse the attention of his nephew, whomhe had begun to anathematize when he saw a thread of light under hisdoor. About the middle of the night Eugenie, intent on her cousin,fancied she heard a cry like that of a dying person. It must beCharles, she thought; he was so pale, so full of despair when she hadseen him last,--could he have killed himself? She wrapped herselfquickly in a loose garment,--a sort of pelisse with a hood,--and wasabout to leave the room when a bright light coming through the chinksof her door made her think of fire. But she recovered herself as sheheard Nanon's heavy steps and gruff voice mingling with the snortingof several horses.。，
The secret of Grandet's joy lay in the complete success of hisspeculation. Monsieur des Grassins, after deducting the amount whichthe old cooper owed him for the discount on a hundred and fiftythousand francs in Dutch notes, and for the surplus which he hadadvanced to make up the sum required for the investment in the Fundswhich was to produce a hundred thousand francs a year, had now senthim, by the diligence, thirty thousand francs in silver coin, theremainder of his first half-year's interest, informing him at the sametime that the Funds had already gone up in value. They were thenquoted at eighty-nine; the shrewdest capitalists bought in, towardsthe last of January, at ninety-three. Grandet had thus gained in twomonths twelve per cent on his capital; he had simplified his accounts,and would in future receive fifty thousand francs interest every sixmonths, without incurring any taxes or costs for repairs. Heunderstood at last what it was to invest money in the publicsecurities,--a system for which provincials have always shown a markedrepugnance,--and at the end of five years he found himself master of acapital of six millions, which increased without much effort of hisown, and which, joined to the value and proceeds of his territorialpossessions, gave him a fortune that was absolutely colossal. The sixfrancs bestowed on Nanon were perhaps the reward of some great servicewhich the poor servant had rendered to her master unawares."Oh! oh! where's Pere Grandet going? He has been scurrying about sincesunrise as if to a fire," said the tradespeople to each other as theyopened their shops for the day.。，
depths of your soul, as I shall in mine, the memory of four years。， Both fell asleep in the same dream; and from that moment the youthbegan to wear roses with his mourning. The next day, before breakfast,Madame Grandet found her daughter in the garden in company withCharles. The young man was still sad, as became a poor fellow who,plunged in misfortune, measures the depths of the abyss into which hehas fallen, and sees the terrible burden of his whole future life."My father will not be home till dinner-time," said Eugenie,perceiving the anxious look on her mother's face.
"By the courts of commerce themselves. It is done constantly," saidMonsieur C. de Bonfons, bestriding Grandet's meaning, or thinking heguessed it, and kindly wishing to help him out with it. "Listen.""Y-yes," said Grandet humbly, with the mischievous expression of a boywho is inwardly laughing at his teacher while he pays him the greatestattention.。，
After breakfast, when Grandet had gone to his fields and his otheroccupations, Charles remained with the mother and daughter, finding anunknown pleasure in holding their skeins, in watching them at work, inlistening to their quiet prattle. The simplicity of this half-monasticlife, which revealed to him the beauty of these souls, unknown andunknowing of the world, touched him keenly. He had believed suchmorals impossible in France, and admitted their existence nowhere butin Germany; even so, they seemed to him fabulous, only real in thenovels of Auguste Lafontaine. Soon Eugenie became to him the Margaretof Goethe--before her fall. Day by day his words, his looks enrapturedthe poor girl, who yielded herself up with delicious non-resistance tothe current of love; she caught her happiness as a swimmer seizes theoverhanging branch of a willow to draw himself from the river and lieat rest upon its shore. Did no dread of a coming absence sadden thehappy hours of those fleeting days? Daily some little circumstancereminded them of the parting that was at hand.。， "How do you feel?"
， "So be it!" cried Nanon, opening the door of her lair.。， The following day the family, meeting at eight o'clock for the earlybreakfast, made a picture of genuine domestic intimacy. Grief haddrawn Madame Grandet, Eugenie, and Charles /en rapport/; even Nanonsympathized, without knowing why. The four now made one family. As tothe old man, his satisfied avarice and the certainty of soon gettingrid of the dandy without having to pay more than his journey toNantes, made him nearly indifferent to his presence in the house. Heleft the two children, as he called Charles and Eugenie, free toconduct themselves as they pleased, under the eye of Madame Grandet,in whom he had implicit confidence as to all that concerned public andreligious morality. He busied himself in straightening the boundariesof his fields and ditches along the high-road, in his poplar-plantations beside the Loire, in the winter work of his vineyards, andat Froidfond. All these things occupied his whole time.