Sans-Cravate; or, The Messengers; Little StreamsKock, Paul de
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Sans-Cravate; or, The Messengers; Little Streams
Kock, Paul de
French fiction -- Translations into English
Tobie thereupon risked his little hoard in a speculation. A friend of
his had just opened a pastry-cook's shop. _Galette_ was just becoming
fashionable in Paris; several large fortunes owed their origin to the
fondness of the Parisians for that delicacy. Pigeonnier risked his
funds, and at the end of a year he withdrew ten times as much.
Thereupon, finding himself in a position to cut a figure in the world,
Tobie became a dealer in chestnuts, on commission; but, despite his
business ability, he made much less money than when he was the
pastry-cook's partner; moreover, vanity had taken possession of him, and
he had said to himself, like many another: "To become rich, it is
necessary to appear rich; water flows to the river; consequently, in
order to make money, I must act as if I already had a lot of it."--That
is why young Tobie took so much pains with his dress, and affected the
manners and habits of a wealthy dandy. To be sure, only the fronts of
his shirts were of fine linen; the rest was of a very coarse, cheap
quality; the head of his cane was hollow, his eyeglass German silver,
his pin paste; but they all looked like the real thing. Furthermore,
Pigeonnier never lost an opportunity to say:
"I dined at Véry's. I am going to breakfast at Véfour's. I sup to-night
at the Maison-Dorée. I was at the Opéra last night. I am going to the
Français to-night. I mean to go to the Bouffes to-morrow."
Whereas, in fact, Tobie Pigeonnier usually slipped into the most modest
restaurants, except when he dined at home on a loaf of bread and a piece
of Italian cheese; which did not prevent him from going to walk
afterward in the garden of the Palais-Royal, with a toothpick in his
mouth, and saying to all his acquaintances, as he unbuttoned two or
three buttons of his waistcoat:
"On my word, I believe I ate too much dinner; I am suffocating. They
treat you very well at Douix's. But it's foolish to eat so much. I am a
shameful glutton!"
And if he went to the theatre, it was only to take his stand under the
peristyle just as the curtain fell, in order to hear what was said of
the play; and when he did venture to buy a ticket, it was only because
he could get it extremely cheap, there being only a scene or two to be
played.
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