The Barber of Paris Part 38
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"I have respected her virtue, her innocence. O monsieur, can I not touch you with my love. Yes, I adore Blanche, give me her hand or deprive me of a life which without her would be insupportable."
"Hear us, my friend," said Blanche. "He will absolutely die if I am not his wife, and if he should die I feel that I should die of grief, too."
The barber appeared to listen to Urbain without being in the least moved by his prayers, when the young bachelor added,--
"I know, monsieur, all that you have done for Blanche. Her father was a.s.sa.s.sinated, she remained an orphan without any support. She owes everything to you."
"What?" said Touquet, who had paid more attention to Urbain's last words, "you know--"
"Yes, monsieur, I learned all that concerns her whom I adore. She did not know her parents and possessed no fortune, but it is she alone whom I ask of you. You have done well for her. Give me Blanche; she is sufficient for my happiness. I also am an orphan; my family was honest and respectable, but I have no relations left. My name is Urbain Dorgeville; I have an income of twelve hundred livres; that is very little, but I possess besides a little house in the country, on the borders of the Loire, there I shall go to live with Blanche. Far from the tumult of the city, which we shall not regret, nor its pleasures; and far from society, which we do not wish to know, we shall there pa.s.s our days in peace and love and happiness."
The barber appeared to reflect deeply. He rose, and strolled about the room with bowed head. Hope and fear were depicted in the looks of the two lovers, who waited with impatience his answer. Finally, he paused, and said to Urbain,--
"You are an orphan? Entirely master of your own actions?"
"Yes, monsieur."
"There is n.o.body to object to your marrying an orphan without means, and whose family is unknown?"
"n.o.body, I repeat to you, can oppose my wishes."
"You will never seek, yourself, to obtain any information in regard to Blanche's family, which, besides, would prove entirely fruitless."
"Why, what does it matter to me who were her parents. She is a treasure in herself."
"And you will go to live with her far from Paris--far from everyone?"
"Yes, for I shall make it my care to be all-sufficient to her happiness."
"O heavens, Urbain," said Blanche, "You know very well that I never left this room, where I saw no one but Marguerite. If I were to live with you in the country do you suppose that I should wish for anything else?"
"Dear Blanche, unite with me then in obtaining the consent of your protector."
The two young people bent on the barber entreating looks. The latter did not notice them and appeared entirely wrapped in his reflections; at last, all of a sudden, he stopped before Urbain, and said, in a curt tone,--
"Blanche is yours."
"Can it be?" cried the young bachelor, in a delirium of happiness.
"Blanche, do you hear? He consents to our union."
"Oh, my dear friend, how much I thank you."
And the two lovers fell on their knees before Touquet, their eyes bathed with tears of pleasure and grat.i.tude.
"What are you doing?" said the barber, who seemed ashamed to see the young couple at his feet. "Get up, I beg of you."
"You have made us happy," said Urbain, "and you will not even receive our thanks."
"No, no, I wish for nothing but silence and discretion."
"Aren't you glad now that you didn't injure Urbain? He meant no harm in disguising himself as a girl. It was he who sang so beautifully under my window. Oh, how happy I am! He can sing with me all the time now. He will teach me that pretty ballad and some others, too. Will you not, Urbain, teach me many things? Oh, how happy we shall be."
The barber had some trouble in calming Urbain's transports and Blanche's nave joy. Finally he succeeded in making them listen.
"Until the time of your union," said he, "I repeat to you, I shall exact the greatest discretion. Urbain you must promise me not to speak of your marriage, and not to bring any of your acquaintances here."
"I swear to you, monsieur, that I will do as you wish; besides, I don't know anybody. I have no intimate friends."
"That is better still, you will have less to regret in leaving the city.
Make all your preparations for departure, and procure all the necessary doc.u.ments for your marriage. As to Blanche, I will give you the letter found on her father; that is all which concerns that matter. When you have made all the necessary arrangements, you can marry Blanche--but in the evening without any stir, with nothing that can draw people to the church to see the ceremony; I dislike idlers and curious people.
Afterwards you will immediately start for the country; and you will not return to this city, where your modest means would not permit you to live happily."
"Yes, I agree to all, monsieur."
"Are you coming with us, my friend?"
"No, that is not necessary. Later on, perhaps."
"And Marguerite, can we take her with us?"
"Yes."
"How nice that will be!"
"Up to the day of your departure Urbain can come here, but in the evening only, and not in disguise."
"He will come as a boy. I am very curious to see him like that."
"You understand; it is very late. It is necessary for you to retire.
Urbain, I repeat to you, maintain the greatest silence about all this.
Hasten your preparations, and Blanche will soon be yours."
Urbain renewed his promises and his thanks to the barber, and took Blanche's hand and covered it with kisses. The young people could hardly believe in their happiness, and the future that was opening before them still seemed a dream of their imagination, but Touquet hurried them.
"I shall see you tomorrow," said Urbain.
"Tomorrow," repeated Blanche, "and not in woman's clothes. Do you hear?
I wish to grow accustomed to seeing you as a man."
"Yes, dear Blanche, yes. No more pretence now."
The barber cut their adieux short and led away the young man, and Blanche closed her door, sighing and murmuring still,--
"Tomorrow."
Touquet guided Urbain, holding the lamp in his hand, and walking rapidly towards the staircase; but hardly had he taken ten steps in the pa.s.sage when his foot caught in something. He lowered his lamp and perceived a little shapeless heap which moved and appeared to want to glide along the wall. The barber ran at this object and, quickly lifting the mantle which covered it, perceived Chaudoreille, with his body on all fours in such a way as not to take more room than a big cat.
"What are you doing there, clown?" cried Touquet, putting his lamp against Chaudoreille's face.
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