Autobiographical fiction; France -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
Possibly the explanation of M. de Norpois’s speaking in this way to
Bloch, as though they had been in agreement, may have lain in the fact
that he himself was so keen an anti-Dreyfusard that, finding the
Government not anti-Dreyfusard enough, he was its enemy just as much as
the Dreyfusards. Perhaps because the object to which he devoted himself
in politics was something more profound, situated on another plane, from
which Dreyfusism appeared as an unimportant modality which did not
deserve the attention of a patriot interested in large questions of
foreign policy. Perhaps, rather, because the maxims of his political
wisdom being applicable only to questions of form, of procedure, of
expediency, they were as powerless to solve questions of fact as in
philosophy pure logic is powerless to tackle the problems of existence;
or else because that very wisdom made him see danger in handling such
subjects and so, in his caution, he preferred to speak only of minor
incidents. But where Bloch made a mistake was in thinking that M. de
Norpois, even had he been less cautious by nature and of a less
exclusively formal cast of mind, could (supposing he would) have told
him the truth as to the part played by Henry, Picquart or du Paty de
Clam, or as to any of the different aspects of the case. The truth,
indeed, as to all these matters Bloch could not doubt that M. de Norpois
knew. How could he fail to know it seeing that he was a friend of all
the Ministers? Naturally, Bloch thought that the truth in politics could
be approximately reconstructed by the most luminous minds, but he
imagined, like the man in the street, that it resided permanently,
beyond the reach of argument and in a material form, in the secret files
of the President of the Republic and the Prime Minister, who imparted it
to their Cabinet. Now, even when a political truth does take the form of
written documents, it is seldom that these have any more value than a
radiographic plate on which the layman imagines that the patient’s
disease is inscribed in so many words, when, as a matter of fact, the
plate furnishes simply one piece of material for study, to be combined
with a number of others, which the doctor’s reasoning powers will take
into consideration as a whole and upon them found his diagnosis. So,
too, the truth in politics, when one goes to well-informed men and
imagines that one is about to grasp it, eludes one. Indeed, later on (to
confine ourselves to the Dreyfus case), when so startling an event
occurred as Henry’s confession, followed by his suicide, this fact was
at once interpreted in opposite ways by the Dreyfusard Ministers, and by
Cavaignac and Cuignet who had themselves made the discovery of the
forgery and conducted the examination; still more so among the
Dreyfusard Ministers themselves, men of the same shade of Dreyfusism,
judging not only from the same documents but in the same spirit, the
part played by Henry was explained in two entirely different ways, one
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