"It was two years ago, then, that the count established himself here
with a young woman and a child, whose portraits you have seen. A few
days after his arrival I received a note from him, asking the favour of
an interview. I could not very well refuse, and consequently the count
presented himself at the presbytery. Although my resolution, my habits,
my character, my principles, and the way I have of looking at certain
things and certain men, all prejudiced me against him, I could not help
being immediately prepossessed by his remarkable individuality. You have
seen his portrait, monsieur. I was also captivated by his grave,
polished, and dignified manners, and, above all, by the extent and
nobility of mind which he revealed in the long conversation we had
together, that very first day.
"He began by saying that, coming to dwell in the village of ----, he
considered it a duty and a pleasure to pay me a visit, and that he would
be under a great obligation to me if I would be willing to supervise the
disbursement of twenty-five louis a month which he wished to place at my
disposition, either for the poor of the parish or for the amelioration
of their condition in whatever way I judged most suitable. He also
begged me to talk things over with the doctor of the village, who would
probably know more of the suffering and necessity of the poor than any
one else.
"He furthermore begged me to believe that any request destined to
lighten suffering or prevent misfortune would be heard and granted by
him with the greatest gratification. What shall I say, monsieur? How
shall I tell it to you? The count showed himself to be such a wise and
enlightened philanthropist that, notwithstanding my resolutions and
prejudices, I could not help being struck with astonishment, almost with
admiration, at the sight of a man, still young, and who had, so they
said, surfeited himself on all the pleasures which the rich and
fortunate in this life enjoy, who was able to understand so truly the
sorrows and misery of the obscure, and how to go about helping them in
the surest way.
"But alas! at the end of this conversation, which had held me under an
inexplicable charm, though I struggled against it in vain, my dislike
returned stronger; and I know not to this day whether to my glory or to
my shame, for the count avowed to me shamelessly, as though wishing to
proclaim his impiety, that he 'had no faith in our religions,' but that
he respected them sufficiently to amuse himself with them, and that I
must therefore understand that I need never expect to see him in church.
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