Avarice -- Fiction; French fiction -- Translations into English
"I could, and can still, deprive myself of everything to accumulate
riches upon riches, happy in the thought that it is all for you, and
that you will enjoy this gold some day; but to release my hold on any
part of my belongings, for any object whatever, or risk anything in
financial operations is impossible--no! not while I live! It would be
tearing my heart out by the core; for the possession of his treasure is
life itself to a miser. Without spending or risking one farthing, I
can give myself up in imagination to the most hazardous or magnificent
operations. And this is neither a vain desire nor an empty dream. No!
no! with what I possess, those magnificences and splendors are
realizable to-day, to-morrow, this very hour, if I choose.
"How then can you expect that a miser should have the courage or will
to release his hold on such a talisman? What! for one project, one
realized dream, would I sacrifice a thousand projects, a thousand
realizable dreams? Besides, is not my son happy as he is? Would he
not be the pride of the proudest of fathers? And is it not for him,
_for him only_, that I hoard up these treasures?
"Had I acted differently, what would have been the result?
"Had I been lavish, my prodigality would have left you in misery; and
had I spent my income only, we would doubtless have lived in idleness
and enjoyed a few physical joys or vain satisfactions, but what would
we have gained?
"Should we have become better? I know not. But at my death I would
have left you a reasonable income only, and not sufficient to realize
any large and generous undertaking.
"One last word, my dear son, in answer to a reproach you may address my
memory.
"Believe me, if you have been left in ignorance of my riches, it was
not through a sentiment of dissimulation or distrust of you.
"These were my reasons:
"Had you known of my riches, though you might perhaps have accepted the
humble existence I imposed on you without a murmur, you would have
accused me in your heart of harshness and egotism; and, who knows, the
certainty of future riches might perhaps also have impaired your
precious qualities.
"This is not all---forgive me this foolish fear, this apprehension
which is so unjust to your excellent heart--but to enjoy your filial
affection in all its purity and disinterestedness during my life, it
was necessary that you should have no thought of an opulent inheritance
after my death.
"Another reason, the gravest of all, perhaps, has led me to conceal my
riches--I love you so tenderly, that it would have been impossible for
me to see you undergo any privation if you had known that I could
provide the most sumptuous existence for you.
"Notwithstanding the apparent contradiction that seems to exist between
this sentiment and my avaricious conduct toward you, I hope, my dear
child, that you will understand my thought.
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