His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]Zola, Émile
History
His Excellency [Son Exc. Eugène Rougon]
Zola, Émile
France -- History -- Second Empire, 1852-1870 -- Fiction
This retort seemed to make a deep impression upon the Emperor. Rougon
had just revealed to him the whole secret of his fidelity. On the day
when he might allow his credit to stagnate, on that day his credit
would be killed; and in spite of scandal, in spite of the discontent
and treason of his hand, it was his only possession and support, and
he was obliged to keep it sound and healthful, if he himself wished to
remain unshattered. The more he got for his friends--the greater and
the less deserved the favours that he lavished on them--the stronger he
became himself.
He added very respectfully, and in a very meaning tone: 'For the glory
of your Majesty's reign, I hope from the bottom of my heart that your
Majesty may long preserve about you the devoted servants who helped you
to restore the empire.'
The Emperor no longer smiled. He took a few steps about the room, with
downcast eyes and pensive air. He seemed also to have turned pale and
to be trembling slightly. Presentiments occasionally affected his
mystical nature with great force. And to obviate the necessity of any
immediate determination, he decided to drop the subject. He again
assumed a kindly demeanour; and, referring to the discussion which
had taken place at the council, seemed even inclined to think that
Rougon was right, now that he could speak freely without any danger of
irrevocably committing himself. The country, said he, was certainly not
yet ripe for liberty. For a long time to come an energetic hand would
be necessary to guide matters with resolution and firmness. Then he
concluded by once more assuring the minister of his entire confidence.
He gave him full liberty of action, and confirmed all his previous
instructions. Rougon, however, thought it necessary to add another word
on the subject.
'Sire,' he said, 'I could never allow myself to be at the mercy of
malevolent gossip. I stand in need of stability if I am to accomplish
the great task for which I am now responsible.'
'Monsieur Rougon,' replied the Emperor, 'go on fearlessly; I am with
you.'
Then, bringing the conversation to a close, he stepped towards the
door, followed by the minister. They both went out and crossed several
apartments on their way to the dining-room. Just as they were reaching
it, the Emperor turned round and again took Rougon aside. 'You don't
approve, then,' he asked, in an undertone, 'of that scheme for a new
nobility? I should have been very glad to see you support it. Study the
matter.' Then, without waiting for a reply, he added with that quiet
stubbornness which formed part of his character:[20] 'There's no hurry,
however. I will wait; for ten years, if it be necessary.'
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