His natural disposition was as trustful and unsuspicious as it was
artless and ingenuous; and from his early youth all the lessons
which had been taught him by his parents tended to preserve in him
unblemished and unbroken that bright gem, which once shattered never
can be restored, confidence in the truth, the probity, the goodness of
mankind.
Some ruder schooling he had met in the course of his service in the
eastern world--he had already learned that men, and--harder knowledge
yet to gain--women also, can feign friendship, ay, and love, where
neither have the least root in the heart, for purposes the vilest,
ends the most sordid. He had learned that bosom friends can be secret
foes; that false loves can betray; and yet he was not disenchanted with
humanity, he had not even dreamed of doubting, because he had fallen
among worldly-minded flatterers and fickle-hearted coquettes, that
absolute friendship and unchangeable love may exist, even in this evil
world, stainless and incorruptible among all the changes and chances of
this mortal life.
If he had been deceived, he had attributed the failure of his hopes
hitherto to the right cause--the fallacy of his own judgment, and the
error of his own choice; and the more he had been disappointed the more
firmly had he relied on what he felt certain could not change, the
affection of his parents, the love of his betrothed bride.
On the very instant of his landing he found himself shipwrecked in his
first hope; and on his earliest interview with his uncle, in Paris, he
had the agony--the utter and appalling agony to undergo--of hearing
that in the only promise which he had flattered himself was yet left to
him, he was destined in all probability to undergo a deeper, deadlier
disappointment.
If Melanie d’Argenson had been a lovely girl, the good abbé said,
when she was budding out of childhood into youth, so utterly had she
outstripped all the promise of her girlhood, that no words could
describe, nor imagination suggest to itself the charms of the mature
yet youthful woman. There was no other beauty named, when loveliness
was the theme, throughout all France, than that of the young betrothed
of Raoul de Douarnenez. And that which was so loudly and so widely
bruited abroad, could not fail to reach the ever open, ever greedy ears
of the vile and sensual tyrant who sat on the throne of France, at that
time heaping upon his people that load of suffering and anguish which
was in after-times to be avenged so bitterly and bloodily upon the
innocent heads of his unhappy descendants.
Louis had, moreover, heard years before, nay, looked upon the nascent
loveliness of Melanie d’Argenson, and, with that cold-blooded
voluptuary, to look on beauty was to lust after it, to lust after it
was to devote all the powers his despotism could command to win it.
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