"'I am thinking,' I replied, 'of watching that stout fellow. It is no
longer an apple-tree or a river, you see, and he has a peculiar
countenance, with which I have been struck.'
"'How, pray?'
"'Why, if I were not afraid to repeat a modern word of which you seem to
have a horror, I should say that this man has character.'
"'How do you know? Is it because he is obstinate about the price of his
fish? Ah! that's it; but pardon me. Character! the word, you see, has
become a pun in my mind. I have forgotten to think of it as used in
literature--or art. A piece of dress goods, a bench, a kettle, have
character now; that is to say, a kettle has the shape of a kettle, a
bench looks like a bench, and dress goods have the effect of dress
goods? Or is it the contrary, rather? Have dress goods the character of
a cloud, a bench that of a table, and a kettle that of a well? I will
never admit your word, I give you warning!'--and then she began to talk
about the neighboring peasantry. 'They are not bad people,' said she;
'not so much given to cheating as to wheedling. They are eager for
money, because they are in want of everything; but they allow themselves
nothing from the money which they make. They hoard up to buy property,
and, when the hour has come, they are intoxicated with the delight of
acquisition, buy too largely, borrow at any price, and are ruined. Those
who best understand their own interests become usurers and speculate on
this rage for property, sure that the lands will return to them at a
lower price, when the purchaser shall have become bankrupt. This is why
some peasants climb up into the citizen class, while the greater number
fall back lower than ever. It is the sad side of the natural law, for
these people are governed by an instinct almost as fatal and blind as
that which makes the apple-tree blossom. So the peasant interests me but
little. I assist the lame and the half-witted, the widows and children,
but the healthy ones are not to be interfered with. They are more
headstrong than their mules.'
"'Then, Madame, what is there here to interest one?'
"'Nothing. We come here because the air is good, and because we can
benefit our health and purse a little. And then it is the custom.
Everybody leaves Paris at the earliest possible moment. One must go away
when the others do.'"
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