His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]Zola, Émile
History
His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]
Zola, Émile
France -- History -- Second Empire, 1852-1870 -- Fiction
Summer came round. Rougon was leading a life of perfect quietude. In
three months' time Madame Rougon had replaced the somewhat equivocal
tone of the house in the Rue Marbeuf by one of solemn respectability.
An atmosphere of propriety pervaded the rather chilly rooms, where all
was spick and span. The furniture, always in place, the closely drawn
curtains, allowing but little light to enter, and the thick carpets
muffling every sound, imparted an air of almost conventual austerity to
the house. Moreover, everything seemed to have acquired an appearance
of age; it was as if one had entered some ancient musty patriarchal
abode. That tall plain woman exercised an ever-watchful surveillance
over everything, gliding through the subdued stillness of the house
with noiseless steps; and she managed matters in such a discreet ready
way that it seemed as if she had spent twenty years in the place
instead of a few months.
Rougon smiled when people congratulated him. He still asserted that
he had got married on the advice of his friends, and that his bride
was their choice. She made him very happy. He had long desired to have
a quiet decorous home, which might stand forth as a material proof of
his respectability. It freed him from all his doubtful past and placed
him amongst honest men. There was still a deal of provincialism in
his nature, and certain substantially furnished drawing-rooms that he
remembered at Plassans, where the chairs and couches were kept swathed
in white coverings the whole year round, still formed his ideals.
When he called at Delestang's, where Clorinde made an extravagant
display of luxury, he showed his contempt by shrugging his shoulders.
Nothing seemed to him so ridiculous as throwing money, as it were,
out of the window; not that he was miserly, but he said that he could
find enjoyments far preferable to those that were to be purchased
with money. He had committed to his wife the care of their fortune.
Previously he had lived without calculating his expenses, but now
Madame Rougon attended to money matters with the same zealous care as
she showed in managing the house.
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