Autobiographical fiction; France -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
set seeing in him an accomplice of Esterhazy, the others assigning that
part to du Paty de Clam, thus rallying in support of a theory of their
opponent Cuignet and in complete opposition to their supporter Reinach.
All that Bloch could elicit from M. de Norpois was that if it were true
that the Chief of Staff, M. de Boisdeffre, had had a secret
communication sent to M. Rochefort, it was evident that a singularly
regrettable irregularity had occurred.
“You may be quite sure that the War Minister must (_in petto_ at any
rate) be consigning his Chief of Staff to the infernal powers. An
official disclaimer would not have been (to my mind) a work of
supererogation. But the War Minister expresses himself very bluntly on
the matter _inter pocula_. There are certain subjects, moreover, about
which it is highly imprudent to create an agitation over which one
cannot retain control afterwards.”
“But those documents are obviously forged,” put in Bloch.
M. de Norpois made no reply to this, but announced that he did not
approve of the manifestations that were being made by Prince Henri
d’Orléans:
“Besides, they can only ruffle the calm of the pretorium, and encourage
agitations which, looked at from either point of view, would be
deplorable. Certainly we must put a stop to the anti-militarist
conspiracy, but we cannot possibly tolerate, either, a brawl encouraged
by those elements on the Right who instead of serving the patriotic
ideal themselves are hoping to make it serve them. Heaven be praised,
France is not a South American Republic, and the need has not yet been
felt here for a military pronunciamento.”
Bloch could not get him to speak on the question of Dreyfus’s guilt, nor
would he utter any forecast as to the judgment in the civil trial then
proceeding. On the other hand, M. de Norpois seemed only too ready to
indicate the consequences of this judgment.
“If it is a conviction,” he said, “it will probably be quashed, for it
is seldom that, in a case where there has been such a number of
witnesses, there is not some flaw in the procedure which counsel can
raise on appeal. To return to Prince Henri’s outburst, I greatly doubt
whether it has met with his father’s approval.”
“You think Chartres is for Dreyfus?” asked the Duchess with a smile, her
eyes rounded, her cheeks bright, her nose buried in her plate, her whole
manner deliciously scandalised.
“Not at all; I meant only that there runs through the whole family, on
that side, a political sense which we have seen, in the admirable
Princesse Clémentine, carried to its highest power, and which her son,
Prince Ferdinand, has kept as a priceless inheritance. You would never
have found the Prince of Bulgaria clasping Major Esterhazy to his
bosom.”
“He would have preferred a private soldier,” murmured Mme. de
Guermantes, who often met the Bulgarian monarch at dinner at the Prince
de Joinville’s, and had said to him once, when he asked if she was not
envious: “Yes, Sir, of your bracelets.”
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