The Seven Cardinal Sins: Envy and IndolenceSue, Eugène
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The Seven Cardinal Sins: Envy and Indolence
Sue, Eugène
French fiction -- Translations into English
"And Michel, too, my dear Valentine. Yes, we have worked night and day
at all sorts of avocations for several years. I had six thousand francs
left out of the ten thousand I had asked for when I married. A friend of
Michel's undertook to straighten out his affairs, and managed to save
fifteen thousand francs out of the wreck. Both amounts were carefully
invested, as we were resolved not to touch a penny of either principal
or interest, so we might gain the forty thousand francs needed to secure
our paradise the sooner."
"To think that you and Michel should be capable of anything like this!"
"What, it surprises you?"
"Of course it does."
"But you must remember how terribly indolent Michel and I are!"
"That is the very reason it astonishes me so much."
"But that is the very reason it should not."
"Should not?"
"Certainly. Think what a powerful incentive, what a sharp spur, our
indolence was!"
"Your indolence?"
"Yes; think what courage and energy and ardour it must excite in your
breast, when you say to yourself at the close of each day, however
harassed one may have been, and whatever privations one may have had to
endure: 'I am one step nearer liberty, independence, rest, and the bliss
of doing nothing.' Yes, Valentine, yes; and the more fatigued one
feels, the more eagerly he looks forward to the ineffable happiness he
hopes to enjoy some day. We are told, you know, that celestial happiness
must be gained by trials and tribulations here below. The same rule
holds good in this case, only,--strictly _entre nous_ of course,--I
would rather enjoy my little paradise here on earth than wait for the
other."
Madame d'Infreville was so astonished at what she had heard, and she
gazed at her friend with such a bewildered air, that Florence, wishing
to give her time to recover from her surprise, paused for a moment.
CHAPTER XIX.
PAST STRUGGLES.
Recovering from her amazement at last, Madame d'Infreville said:
"Really, Florence, I hardly know whether I am awake or dreaming. Once
more, I ask, is it possible that a person as indolent and fond of ease
as you have always been could evince such wonderful courage and energy?"
"Ah, I shall be obliged to go into particulars, I see. Have you any idea
of the kind of life we have led for the last four years,--Michel and I,
I mean?"
"I was told that you both went out every morning before light, and did
not return until late at night."
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