Bildungsromans; France -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction; Villages -- France -- Fiction
He told us how a house that had belonged to his family, in which Marie
Antoinette had slept, with a park laid out by Lenôtre, was now in the
hands of the Israels, the wealthy financiers, who had bought it.
"Israel--at least that is the name these people go by, which seems to me
a generic, a racial term rather than a proper name. One cannot tell;
possibly people of that sort do not have names, and are designated only
by the collective title of the tribe to which they belong. It is of no
importance! But fancy, after being a home of the Guermantes, to belong
to Israels!!!" His voice rose. "It reminds me of a room in the Chateau
of Blois where the caretaker who was shewing me over said: 'This is
where Mary Stuart used to say her prayers; I use it to keep my brooms
in.' Naturally I wish to know nothing more of this house that has let
itself be dishonoured, any more than of my cousin Clara de Chimay after
she left her husband. But I keep a photograph of the house, when it was
still unspoiled, just as I keep one of the Princess before her large
eyes had learned to gaze on anyone but my cousin. A photograph acquires
something of the dignity which it ordinarily lacks when it ceases to be
a reproduction of reality and shews us things that no longer exist. I
could give you a copy, since you are interested in that style of
architecture," he said to my grandmother. At that moment, noticing that
the embroidered handkerchief which he had in his pocket was shewing some
coloured threads, he thrust it sharply down out of sight with the
scandalised air of a prudish but far from innocent lady concealing
attractions which, by an excess of scrupulosity, she regards as
indecent. "Would you believe," he went on, "that the first thing the
creatures did was to destroy Lenôtre's park, which is as bad as
slashing a picture by Poussin? For that alone, these Israels ought to be
in prison. It is true," he added with a smile, after a moment's silence,
"that there are probably plenty of other reasons why they should be
there! In any case, you can imagine the effect, with that architecture
behind it, of an English garden."
"But the house is in the same style as the Petit Trianon," said Mme. de
Villeparisis, "and Marie Antoinette had an English garden laid out
there."
"Which, all the same, ruins Gabriel's front;" replied M. de Charlus.
"Obviously, it would be an act of vandalism now to destroy the Hameau.
But whatever may be the spirit of the age, I doubt, all the same,
whether, in that respect, a whim of Mme. Israel has the same importance
as the memory of the Queen."
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