Autobiographical fiction; France -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
My father would have been glad to know, into the bargain, whether the
Ambassador’s support would be worth many votes to him at the Institute,
for which he had thoughts of standing as an independent candidate. To
tell the truth, while he did not venture to doubt that he would have M.
de Norpois’s support, he was by no means certain of it. He had thought
it merely malicious gossip when they assured him at the Ministry that M.
de Norpois, wishing to be himself the only representative there of the
Institute, would put every possible obstacle in the way of my father’s
candidature, which besides would be particularly awkward for him at that
moment, since he was supporting another candidate already. And yet, when
M. Leroy-Beaulieu had first advised him to stand, and had reckoned up
his chances, my father had been struck by the fact that, among the
colleagues upon whom he could count for support, the eminent economist
had not mentioned M. de Norpois. He dared not ask the Ambassador
point-blank, but hoped that I should return from my call on Mme. de
Villeparisis with his election as good as secured. This call was now
imminent. That M. de Norpois would carry on propaganda calculated to
assure my father the votes of at least two thirds of the Academy seemed
to him all the more probable since the Ambassador’s willingness to
oblige was proverbial, those who liked him least admitting that no one
else took such pleasure in being of service. And besides, at the
Ministry, his protective influence was extended over my father far more
markedly than over any other official.
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