His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]Zola, Émile
History
His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]
Zola, Émile
France -- History -- Second Empire, 1852-1870 -- Fiction
The chief surveyor was a tall, lean man, who considered himself endowed
with great powers of irony. He spoke slowly, and gave a twist to his
mouth every time he delivered himself of one of his epigrammatic
thrusts. He commenced his speech by overwhelming M. Kahn with praises.
Then the unpleasant remarks began; and he briefly criticised the
projected railway with all the contempt of a government engineer for
the plans and designs of a private one. He referred to the opposition
scheme of the Western Company, which had contemplated carrying the
line past Thouars, and he laid stress, without seeming to do so
maliciously, upon the fact that the loop in M. Kahn's plan would
benefit the blast-furnaces at Bressuire. There was nothing obviously
bitter in what he said, but amidst his pleasant sentences there was
many a little stab which could be felt only by the initiated. He
became, however, more cruel towards the end of his speech, when he
seemed to regret that 'the illustrious minister' should have run
the risk of compromising himself by countenancing an undertaking
whose financial prospects were a source of disquietude to all men of
experience. Enormous sums of money would be wanted, he said, as well
as the greatest integrity and most perfect disinterestedness. Then,
in conclusion, he gave his mouth a twist and spoke in this fashion:
'That these fears, however, are quite chimerical we can have no doubt,
when we see at the head of the undertaking a man whose wealth and high
commercial probity are so well known throughout the department.'
A murmur of approval ran through the audience; though a few people
glanced at M. Kahn, who with pale lips was endeavouring to smile.
Rougon had listened with his eyes half closed, as though he were
inconvenienced by the brightness of the light. When he opened them
again they were black and stern. His original intention had been to
make a very brief speech indeed; but he now felt that he had to defend
one of his own band. With three steps he reached the edge of the tent,
and there, with a sweeping gesture that seemed to call upon all France
to listen to him, he began: 'Gentlemen, let me in imagination overleap
these hills which surround us and embrace the whole empire at one
glance, and thus exalt the ceremony which has brought us together by
making it a festival of industrial and commercial labour. At this very
moment, while I am now addressing you, from the north to the south of
the country canals are being excavated, railway lines are being laid
down, mountains are being tunnelled, bridges are being built----'
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