France -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
It was her pride that had preserved Mme. Bourjot from adultery, a pride
which, it may be said, was aided by circumstances. When she was young,
Mme. Bourjot, who was of a spare build and southern type, had features
which were too pronounced to be pleasing or beautiful. When she was
about thirty-four she began to get rather more plump, and it seemed then
that another woman had evolved from the one she had been. Her features,
though still strongly pronounced, became softer and more pleasing; the
hardness of her expression appeared to have melted away, and her whole
face smiled. It was one of those autumn beauties such as age brings to
certain women, making one wish to have seen them as they were at twenty;
a beauty which makes one imagine for them a youthfulness they never had.
As a matter of fact, then, so far Mme. Bourjot had not run any great
danger, nor had she known any very great temptations. The society, which
on account of her tastes she had chosen, her surroundings, the men who
frequented her _salon_ and whom she met elsewhere, had scarcely made it
necessary for her to stand seriously on the defensive. They were, for
the most part, academicians, savants, elderly literary men, and
politicians, all of them unassuming and calm, men who seemed old, some
of them from stirring up the past and the others the present. Satisfied
with very little, they were happy with a mere nothing--the presence of a
woman, a flattering speech, or the expression of eyes that were drinking
in their words. Accustomed to their academic adoration, Mme. Bourjot
had, without much risk, allowed it free scope and had treated it with
jests like an Egeria: it had been a flame which did not scorch, and with
which she had been able to play.
But the time of maturity arrived for Mme. Bourjot. A great
transformation in her face and figure took place. Tormented, as it were,
by health which was too robust and an excess of vitality, she seemed to
lose the strength morally which she was gaining physically. She had a
great admiration for her past, and she felt now that she was less
strong-minded, and that there was less assurance in her pride than
formerly.
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