Love in a Mask; Or, Imprudence and HappinessBalzac, Honoré de
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Love in a Mask; Or, Imprudence and Happiness
Balzac, Honoré de
French fiction -- Translations into English
"My plan, formed in the first instance in fear and trembling, soon
occupied all my waking thought. I will confess that there was a
romantic glamour about it that lent it an additional charm in my eyes.
Soon it grew to be a passion. You know how I succeeded in putting it
in execution, and to you I shall owe the sole blessing that my life
lacked. At first I meant to leave you in ignorance of the truth, and
forget you entirely. Now I have changed my mind and have come to think
that I owe you some explanation. Moreover, if my hopes are fulfilled,
I may die before the object of my affection is old enough to take care
of itself. It will inherit all my fortune, but I think I ought not to
deprive it of its natural protector.
"No matter then where duty may call you, when the time comes you will
receive from me a split ring on which there will be engraved the
date of a birth; the setting will inform you of the sex, a diamond
signifying a son, an emerald a daughter. The second half of this ring
will be given to the child in the event of my death, with all the clues
necessary for finding you out. When the second half is placed in your
hand the fact of its matching your own will prove the right of the
bearer to your protection, and my personal regard for you makes me very
sure it will not be asked in vain.
"Adieu, monsieur, adieu, Léon; farewell forever! Take no steps to
discover me; they would be in vain, since in a few days I shall be far
away. Forget a fantastic creature whom you do not and must not know;
forget the dream of a single night that cannot return. Be happy; this
is my one wish for you, and if I learn that it has been realized, I
shall be happy too."
"Happy!" cried Léon, flinging the letter down angrily. "I am to be
happy when she coldly informs me I am never to see her again; when
her insulting confidences just reveal the value of the prize that is
lost to me, never to be regained! But let her not think to escape me
altogether; she is mine; she herself formed the tie between us. Could
she have done it only to sever it immediately? Wherever she goes I
shall follow her, and everywhere I shall insist on my claims being
heard. She cannot shirk them."
Then, after a moment's reflection, he added: "Alas! I am forgetting
that she is going away. She is probably returning to her own land, and
the wide seas will divide us. Unhappy man that I am, why did I ever go
to the ball! Why was I such a fool as to accept her artful conditions?"
The suddenness of the blow thus inflicted on his fondest hopes took
such effect on Léon that for several days he was ill. As soon as he was
able to go out again he started his search with more energy than ever,
but, being himself a stranger in the city, there were few means open to
him, and he soon found himself reduced to a state of passive regret,
which is perhaps the worst of all evils. During this period of his life
his temper took on a tinge of melancholy which never entirely deserted
him.
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