Banks and banking -- France -- History -- 19th -- Fiction
Although affected, she ended by turning the matter into jest, trying to
hide the emotion born of her hope; whilst her brother, who had raised
his head, looked at her with mingled adoration and gratitude.
'Oh! you,' he declared, 'you are made for catastrophes; you personify
the love of life, whatever it may be.'
These daily morning conversations gradually became instinct with a kind
of fever. If Madame Caroline returned to that natural inherent gaiety
of hers, it was due to the courage which Saccard, with his active zeal
for great enterprises, imparted. It was, indeed, now almost decided:
they were going to turn the famous portfolio to account; and when the
financier's shrill voice rang out everything seemed to acquire life, to
assume colossal proportions. They would, in the first place, lay hands
on the Mediterranean, conquer it by means of their steamship company.
And, enumerating all the ports where they would establish stations,
he mingled dim classical memories with his stock-exchange enthusiasm,
chanting the praises of that sea, the only one which the old world had
known, that blue sea around which civilisation had blossomed, and whose
waves had bathed the ancient cities--Athens, Rome, Tyre, Alexandria,
Carthage, Marseilles--all those seats of commerce and empire that have
made Europe. Then, when they had ensured themselves possession of that
vast waterway to the East, they would make a start in Syria with that
little matter of the Carmel Silver Mining Company, just a few millions
to gain _en passant_, but a capital thing to introduce, for the idea of
a silver mine, of money found in the bowels of the earth and thrown up
by the shovelful, was still attractive to the public, especially when
ticketed with a prodigious, resounding name like that of Carmel. There
were also coal mines there, coal just beneath the rock, which would be
worth gold when the country should be covered with factories; to say
nothing of other little ventures, which would serve as interludes--the
establishment of banks and industrial syndicates, and the opening up
and felling of the vast Lebanon forests, whose huge trees were rotting
where they stood for want of roads. Finally, he came to the giant
morsel, the Oriental Railway Company, and then he began to rave, for
that system of railroads cast over Asia Minor from one end to the
other, like a net, to him meant speculation, financial life, at one
stroke seizing hold of a new prey--that old world still intact, with
incalculable wealth concealed under the ignorance and grime of ages.
He scented the treasure, and neighed like a war-horse at the smell of
powder.
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