two young images of mournful fate； I am overpowered with disgust；
invincible disgust for life。 What blow can I feel； to what affection
can I answer； when I see Jacques motionless on the terrace； scarcely a
sign of life about him； except in those dear eyes； large by
emaciation； hollow as those of an old man and； oh； fatal sign； full of
precocious intelligence contrasting with his physical debility。 When I
look at my pretty Madeleine； once so gay； so caressing； so blooming；
now white as death； her very hair and eyes seem to me to have paled；
she turns a languishing look upon me as if bidding me farewell；
nothing rouses her； nothing tempts her。 In spite of all my efforts I
cannot amuse my children； they smile at me； but their smile is only in
answer to my endearments； it does not come from them。 They weep
because they have no strength to play with me。 Suffering has enfeebled
their whole being； it has loosened even the ties that bound them to
me。
〃Thus you can well believe that Clochegourde is very sad。 Monsieur de
Mortsauf now rules everythingOh my friend！ you； my glory！〃 she
wrote； farther on； 〃you must indeed love me well to love me still； to
love me callous； ungrateful； turned to stone by grief。〃
CHAPTER III
THE TWO WOMEN
It was at this time； when I was never more deeply moved in my whole
being； when I lived in that soul to which I strove to send the
luminous breeze of the mornings and the hope of the crimsoned
evenings； that I met； in the salons of the Elysee…Bourbon； one of
those illustrious ladies who reign as sovereigns in society。 Immensely
rich； born of a family whose blood was pure from all misalliance since
the Conquest； married to one of the most distinguished old men of the
British peerage； it was nevertheless evident that these advantages
were mere accessories heightening this lady's beauty； graces； manners；
and wit； all of which had a brilliant quality which dazzled before it
charmed。 She was the idol of the day； reigning the more securely over
Parisian society because she possessed the quality most necessary to
success；the hand of iron in the velvet glove spoken of by
Bernadotte。
You know the singular characteristics of English people； the distance
and coldness of their own Channel which they put between them and
whoever has not been presented to them in a proper manner。 Humanity
seems to be an ant…hill on which they tread； they know none of their
species except the few they admit into their circle； they ignore even
the language of the rest； tongues may move and eyes may see in their
presence but neither sound nor look has reached them； to them； the
people are as if they were not。 The British present an image of their
own island； where law rules everything； where all is automatic in
every station of life； where the exercise of virtue appears to be the
necessary working of a machine which goes by clockwork。 Fortifications
of polished steel rise around the Englishwoman behind the golden wires
of her household cage （where the feed…box and the drinking…cup； the
perches and the food are exquisite in quality）； but they make her
irresistibly attractive。 No people ever trained married women so
carefully to hypocrisy by holding them rigidly between the two
extremes of death or social station； for them there is no middle path
between shame and honor； either the wrong is completed or it does not
exist； it is all or nothing；Hamlet's 〃To be or not to be。〃 This
alternative； coupled with the scorn to which the customs of her
country have trained her； make an Englishwoman a being apart in the
world。 She is a helpless creature； forced to be virtuous yet ready to
yield； condemned to live a lie in her heart； yet delightful in outward
appearancefor these English rest everything on appearances。 Hence
the special charms of their women： the enthusiasm for a love which is
all their life； the minuteness of their care for their persons； the
delicacy of their passion； so charmingly rendered in the famous scene
of Romeo and Juliet in which； with one stroke； Shakespeare's genius
depicted his country…women。
You； who envy them so many things； what can I tell you that you do not
know of these white sirens； impenetrable apparently but easily
fathomed； who believe that love suffices love； and turn enjoyments to
satiety by never varying them； whose soul has one note only； their
voice one syllablean ocean of love in themselves； it is true； and he
who has never swum there misses part of the poetry of the senses； as
he who has never seen the sea has lost some strings of his lyre。 You
know the why and wherefore of these words。 My relations with the
Marchioness of Dudley had a disastrous celebrity。 At an age when the
senses have dominion over our conduct； and when in my case they had
been violently repressed by circumstances； the image of the saint
bearing her slow martyrdom at Clochegourde shone so vividly before my
mind that I was able to resist all seductions。 It was the lustre of
this fidelity which attracted Lady Dudley's attention。 My resistance
stimulated her passion。 What she chiefly desired； like many
Englishwoman； was the spice of singularity； she wanted pepper；
capsicum； with her heart's food； just as Englishmen need condiments to
excite their appetite。 The dull languor forced into the lives of these
women by the constant perfection of everything about them； the
methodical regularity of their habits； leads them to adore the
romantic and to welcome difficulty。 I was wholly unable to judge of
such a character。 The more I retreated to a cold distance the more
impassioned Lady Dudley became。 The struggle； in which she gloried；
excited the curiosity of several persons； and this in itself was a
form of happiness which to her mind made ultimate triumph obligatory。
Ah！ I might have been saved if some good friend had then repeated to
me her cruel comment on my relations with Madame de Mortsauf。
〃I am wearied to death；〃 she said； 〃of these turtle…dove sighings。〃
Without seeking to justify my crime； I ask you to observe； Natalie；
that a man has fewer means of resisting a woman than she has of
escaping him。 Our code of manners forbids the brutality of repressing
a woman； whereas repression with your sex is not only allurement to
ours； but is imposed upon you by conventions。 With us； on the
contrary； some unwritten law of masculine self…conceit ridicules a
man's modesty； we leave you the monopoly of that virtue； that you may
have the privilege of granting us favors； but reverse the case； and
man succumbs before sarcasm。
Though protected by my love； I was not of an age to be wholly
insensible to the triple seductions of pride； devotion； and beauty。
When Arabella laid at my feet the homage of a ball…room where she
reigned a queen； when she watched by glance to know if my taste
approved of her dress； and when she trembled with pleasure on seeing
that she pleased me； I was affected by her emotion。 Besides； she
occupied a social position where I could not escape her； I could not
refuse invitations in the diplomatic circle； her rank admitted her
everywhere； and with the cleverness all women display to obtain what
pleases them； she often contrived that the mistress of the house
should place me beside her at dinner。 On such occasions she spoke in
low tones to my ear。 〃If I were loved like Madame de Mortsauf；〃 she
said once； 〃I should sacrifice all。〃 She did submit herself with a
laugh in many humble ways； she promised me a discretion equal to any
test； and even asked that I would merely suffer her to love me。 〃Your
friend always； your mistress when you will；〃 she said。 At last； after
an evening when she had made herself so beautiful that she was certain
to have excited my desires； she came to me。 The scandal resounded
through England； where the aristocracy was horrified like heaven
itself at the fall of its highest angel。 Lady Dudley abandoned her
place in the British empyrean； gave up her wealth； and endeavored to
eclipse by her sacrifices HER whose virtue had been the cause of this
great disaster。 She took delight； like the devil on the pinnacle of
the temple； in showing me all the riches of her passionate kingdom。
Read me； I pray you； with indulgence。 The matter concerns one of the
most interesting problems of human life；a crisis to which most men
are subjected； and which I desire to explain； if only to place a
warning light upon the reef。 This beautiful woman； so slender； so
fragile； this milk…white creature； so yielding； so submissive； so
gentle； her brow so endearing； the hair that crowns it so fair and
fine； this tender woman； whose brilliancy is phosphorescent and
fugitive； has； in truth； an iron nature。 No horse； no matter how fiery
he may be； can conquer her vigorous wrist； or strive against that hand
so soft in appearance； but never tired。 She has the foot of a doe； a
thin； muscular little foot； indescribably graceful in outline。 She is
so strong that she fears no struggle； men cannot follow her on
horseback； she would win a steeple…chase against a centaur； she can
bring down a stag without stopping her horse。 Her body never
perspires； it inhales the fire of the atmosphere； and lives in water
under pain of not living at all。 Her love is African； her desires are
like the whirlwinds of the desertthe desert； whose torrid expanse is
in her eyes； the azure； love…laden desert； with its changeless skies；
its cool and starry nights。 What a contrast to Clochegourde！ the east
and the west！ the one drawing into her every drop of moisture for her
own nourishment； the other exuding her soul； wrapping her dear ones in
her luminous atmosphere； the one quick and slender； the other slow and
massive。
Have you ever reflected on the actual meaning of the manners and
customs and morals of England？ Is it not the deification of matter？ a
well…defined； carefully considered Epicureanism； judiciously applied？
No matter what may be said against the statement； England is
materialist；possibly she does not know it herself。 She lays claim to
religion and morality； from which； however； divine spirituality； the
catholic soul； is absent； and its fructifying grace cannot be replaced
by any counterfeit； however well presented