The Sin of Monsieur Antoine, Volume 2 (of 2) and Leone Leoni — John Shaqi
The Sin of Monsieur Antoine, Volume 2 (of 2) and Leone LeoniSand, George
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The Sin of Monsieur Antoine, Volume 2 (of 2) and Leone Leoni
Sand, George
French fiction -- 19th century
"You are not modest."
"I am not speaking of myself, father, but of a peasant, a true genius,
who doesn't know how to read, who doesn't know the names of the fluids,
gases, minerals or plants, but who understands causes and effects, whose
keen eye and infallible memory detect differences and characteristics;
of a man, in short, who, while speaking the language of a child, showed
me all these things and made them clear to me."
"Who is this unknown genius whom you met on your walk, I pray to know?"
"A man whom you do not like, father, whom you take for a madman, and
whose name I hardly dare mention to you."
"Ah! I understand! it is your friend Jappeloup the carpenter, Monsieur
de Boisguilbault's vagabond, the village sorcerer, who cures sprains
with words and puts out fires by cutting a cross on a beam with his
axe."
Monsieur Cardonnet, who had thus far listened to his son with interest,
albeit without being persuaded, laughed scornfully, and was thenceforth
inclined to treat the subject with sarcasm and contempt.
"And this is the way madmen come together and agree!" he said. "Really,
my poor Emile, nature made you an unfortunate gift when she gave you a
large supply of intellect and imagination, for she withheld the guiding
spirits, coolness and common-sense. Here you are astray, and because a
miracle-working peasant has posed before you as the hero of a romance,
you devote all your petty knowledge and your ingenious reasoning powers
to attempt to confirm his wonderful decisions! You have put all the
sciences at work, and astronomy, geology, hydrography, physics and even
poor little botany, which hardly expected the honor, come in a body to
sign the patent of infallibility awarded to Master Jappeloup. Write
poetry, Emile, write novels! you are good for nothing else, I am very
much afraid."
"So you despise experience and observation, father," rejoined Emile,
restraining his anger; "you do not deign even to consider those
commonplace bases of the work of the mind? and yet, you make sport of
most theories. What am I to believe, according to your opinion, if you
will not allow me to consult either theory or practice?"
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