M. de Claviers had listened to the young man with a more and more
distressed expression in his clouded eyes. The resemblance was too
striking between the grief of this son who suspected his father and the
anguish with which he had seen Landri overwhelmed, in that same place,
because of his mother's sin,--the same Landri whom he continued to love
so dearly even while hardening his heart against him! He was too
entirely, too genuinely religious not to recognize the justice of a
higher power in this punishment visited, as the Book promises, on the
second generation. This view of the moral side of life harmonized
perfectly with his view of its social side. He was too humane not to
pity the young man whose toilsome and honorable career he had followed
from childhood. On the other hand, his indignation against Chaffin was
too fresh, too well-deserved.--And he was still ignorant of the wretched
creature's crowning infamy!--He could not give him the certificate of
honorable conduct which the son demanded. Moreover, he abhorred
falsehood. These diverse feelings were reflected in his reply, which he
did not make until he had taken what seemed to his visitor a very long
time for reflection.
"Pierre," he said at last, addressing him in the familiar tone that he
had formerly used with him, "give me your hand." And he suited the
action to the word. "You are a very noble fellow. I have always known
it. I felt it more profoundly than ever while you were speaking to me.
But for the very reason that you are a very noble fellow, how could you
fail to realize the enormity of this appeal you are making to me? And
you say that you know my ideas! Remember, my boy, a son doesn't judge
his father. He does not institute an investigation concerning his
father. I shall not, by answering you, associate myself with what I
consider a deplorable mistake on your part, an aberration of the mind.
If I had spoken to any person whomsoever of my reasons for depriving
myself of your father's services, I might, by straining a point, permit
you to come and ask me to explain my words. But I have said nothing.
Your father left me because he mismanaged my affairs. That is all. It is
all that I have said or shall ever say about him, to you or to any one
else."
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